She understood the hidden meaning of the words: there was more than one jar!

The smell of Xia Ma Tan Zi Chicken is a sign of great wealth and profound heritage!

"No problem, just wait for my news at home!"

Liu Jin came over, accompanied by a local guide from Hehua City.

Although she didn't know anyone in Lotus City, she had money.

Money can make you connected to the gods, and money can pave the way.

To find out about someone, it is just a matter of time.

The next morning, there was news.

He was a stranger living in the Donkey Hotel, and he found out the truth just by asking around!

If you cheat others, you will end up being cheated.

This is called giving someone a taste of their own medicine.

In order to let Master Liu know that she was not in the same group as the scammers, she specially called Master Liu to the scene.

Just hide aside and peek!

All the actors are in place, and the signature sour duck is on sale!

After Liang Guofu succeeded today, he was going to go back today. When the old man was making the jar chicken, he hid it and didn't let him see it.

He didn't have the patience to watch.

He was pretending to be a grandson just to find out the secret recipe.

I've heard people say that this old man's craft is an inherited one from his ancestors, a secret recipe from the palace, and that there's a cookbook handed down from the palace at home.

I didn't expect it to be true.

There are so many dishes, but he only makes a chicken in a broken jar. Such a person will never get rich until he dies.

After he sold the recipe in Guangzhou and got the capital, he opened a restaurant.

By then, he will be a superior person!

I packed my things and planned to leave after having breakfast.

As soon as I sat down, I saw a lot of people queuing outside.

"The signature sour duck is sure to make you want to eat more and you will never forget this taste for the rest of your life..."

"This is a secret recipe passed down by my ancestors. I am the 17th generation grandson. This is a time-honored brand in Old Beijing that has been around for hundreds of years. I am a native of Old Beijing. I miss it so much when I hear that I haven't tried it..."

"Come and have a look. Five dollars a piece. You won't lose anything. You won't be fooled. Come and have a look..."

After hearing the price, Liang Guofu sneered.

It’s so expensive, only a fool would pay for it!

The people here are extremely poor. They buy a jar chicken for two yuan a piece, just like cutting meat. If someone buys it for five yuan, he will chop off their head and let that person kick it like a ball!

"The sour duck business is really good out there~"

“That’s right, if the old man wasn’t too busy, I would definitely be able to sell hundreds of dollars a day.

"It would be great if we could learn the skill. It would be a hundred times more delicious than Lao Liu's jar chicken!"

"What do you know? You have never eaten good food, so you think Lao Liu's jar chicken is delicious. His chicken is not delicious at all, and it is far inferior to the sour duck."

"I also heard that the owner of the sour duck wanted to expand his chicken business and wanted to take the secret recipe to Lao Liu to exchange for the jar chicken secret recipe. Lao Liu, that stubborn guy, actually refused to do so. What a fool~"

"I don't want to eat jar chicken anymore. Sour duck is so delicious. I want to save money to buy sour duck."

The more Liang Guofu thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. The jar chicken was quite fragrant and delicious. Did the people here eat too much of it and therefore think it tasted bad?

Looking up at the long queue outside and the people holding up their hands to grab the sour duck, Liang Guofu felt jealous.

He pretended to be Lao Liu's grandson for more than ten days to get the secret recipe. Is it really that bad?

The person next to him spoke again.

"Sour duck is selling so well, it looks like the jar chicken is going to have no business. They are all neighbors, why don't we go and show some support?"

"Forget it. We've already given him enough face by showing up to support him before. We've already done him enough justice by spending money to buy it even though it tastes bad."