Guangda Livestock Farm.
The workers were already at work early in the morning.
They chatted while busy feeding various livestock.
"Did you all eat the roast duck yesterday? My goodness, it was so delicious! The little bit we bought wasn't enough at all. My wife and I didn't eat any of it; we saved it all for the kids."
"That's right. I just bought it, and my wife thought it was too expensive. Fifty yuan for such a small roast duck. If she were buying it, she could have bought a whole one. Then she took a bite and stopped talking. She even gave me two hundred yuan so I could take one home after get off work. She's never been so generous before."
"I've never eaten anything like this before. Roast duck tastes completely different from other roast ducks."
"I used to watch TV and see rich people eating with such enjoyment on their faces. I used to think, 'It tastes so-so, it can't be that delicious. It's all fake.' Now I realize that I just haven't eaten anything truly delicious."
The workers were busy at work, and when they mentioned roast duck, their faces were full of smiles.
Even the boring work became interesting, and it was finished before I knew it.
"Come on, let's kill the duck for the young master first. Make sure to singe the feathers carefully and clean it thoroughly. Don't leave any feathers, or it will be disgusting to eat."
"Yes, yes, that's delicious. The duck must be cleaned properly."
"Hehe, just thinking that we contributed to making such delicious roast duck gives me energy to work."
"You need to choose good ducks. You've already paid the roast duck chef, right? Pick the ones that look good."
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Lin Zhou arrived early, around 8 a.m., and hadn't finished processing all 100 ducks yet.
Seeing the workers getting anxious, Lin Zhou quickly reassured them, "It's alright, it's alright. I don't need that many ducks yet. I'll do the ones that are already prepared."
With the farm right next to him, it's convenient for Lin Zhou to even make roast duck on the spot.
After the workers slaughtered and plucked the ducks, he took over and carefully removed their internal organs from under their armpits.
This way, the incision can be perfectly concealed, without compromising the overall appearance of the roast duck.
The prepared ducks were cleaned and hung one by one on a movable iron railing. Lin Zhou strongly suspected that the iron railing was a folding clothes drying rack.
They really look alike.
Lin Zhouxian brought twenty gutted ducks to the stall and took out a small air pump to inflate them.
Of course, if you have good lung capacity, you can also blow into a tube.
But Lin Zhou chose the air pump.
After coming from Lin Zhou, Ding Chao excitedly followed and watched from the sidelines.
He's going to witness the birth of a delicious roast duck—what a wonderful show that will be!
The key point is that while he was watching, he was also filming videos and posting them on his WeChat Moments.
Lin Zhou wasn't wearing a mask when he first arrived, but seeing the unusually excited Boss Ding, he quietly took out a mask from his pocket and put it on.
"Family members, look at this skillful gutting technique! Without damaging the duck's appearance at all, they've removed all its internal organs. My employees are all learning from them!"
This is a video that Mr. Ding excitedly filmed while Lin Zhou was gutting the duck, and then posted on his WeChat Moments.
Then I saw Lin Zhou cheering up the ducks, and it started again.
"My goodness! This is the first time I've seen a roast duck being made. Let me show you how it's made. The inflation is amazing! The duck puffs up so quickly. It's even more exciting than watching balloons inflate! I'll show you how to make roast duck from freshly slaughtered ducks. It's right outside my farm. Anyone who wants some, come on over!"
Lin Zhou: ......
If it weren't for the farm owner promoting it for free, Lin Zhou would have almost suffered a social anxiety attack from embarrassment.
Unexpectedly, he would appear in the Koucheng breeding circle in this way one day.
Face masks are such a great thing!
After posting two updates on his WeChat Moments, Ding Chao watched Lin Zhou's actions with a sense of lingering interest.
"Boss Lin, what's our next step? What do you need? My farm has it all."
Lin Zhou: "Scald the duck skin with hot water."
"I have hot water, I always keep it on hand. Just wait a moment, I'll have someone bring a bucket over."
Lin Zhou opened his mouth, wanting to say that he was prepared, but seeing the back of the person who couldn't wait to run back to get hot water, he silently put down Er Kang's hand.
Ding Chao filmed the entire process of Lin Zhou making roast duck and posted it on his WeChat Moments five or six times.
It immediately flooded his WeChat Moments.
It really attracted quite a few people who saw it on their WeChat Moments.
Such a clean and transparent roast duck, made from freshly slaughtered live ducks, is quite rare.
If you come across one, you'd be doing yourself a disservice if you didn't have one.
"Hey, Mr. Ding, do you sell roast duck? When will it be ready? I'd like one."
"It'll be ready in forty minutes. Hurry up if you want some. I've already pre-ordered several. Let me tell you, I ate some yesterday, and it was so delicious. It's on a completely different level from regular roast duck. You should try it."
"Haha, you're not saying this because of the ducks you raise, are you?"
Ding Chao immediately became unhappy upon hearing this, "Hey, why would I lie to you? If this roast duck isn't good, come and hit me!"
Lin Zhou, who was busy inflating the next batch of ducks, looked at Ding Chao with surprise when he heard this.
Good heavens, once the roast duck is ready, Lin Zhou's conscience won't allow him to not give the first one to Boss Ding.
After hanging up the phone, Ding Chao said to Lin Zhou with a smile, "Boss Lin, I'm ordering another roast duck. If you buy ducks from me, you won't have to worry about business!"
Lin Zhou looked at Boss Ding's "I've got your back" attitude, opened his mouth as if to say he wasn't worried, but then closed his mouth and nodded.
Compared to Boss Ding, he realized he wasn't cut out to be a businessman.
On the other side, when Mr. Yang, the owner of the farmhouse, saw Ding Chao's post on WeChat Moments, he immediately felt uneasy.
He made a fortune selling roast duck yesterday, and even sent messages to many of his regular customers, inviting them to come and eat with him.
Business is booming.
Now that Boss Ding has posted about the roast duck stall on his WeChat Moments, what if he can no longer buy from them once the stall becomes famous?
Mr. Yang had barely arrived at the agritainment business and hadn't even settled in when he hurriedly drove to the breeding farm.
He hasn't even done any business today, but he's already booked several tables of roast duck. He can't afford to be unable to buy any!
Mr. Yang, in a hurry, arrived at Lin Zhou's stall.
Lin Zhou had just finished preparing the second batch of ducks and was hanging them on a pole to dry.
The aroma of roast duck in the oven was already very strong.
"Master, master, give me forty roast ducks!"
Lin Zhou was called "Master" and didn't immediately realize that it was being addressed to him.
Then I realized that people who usually call themselves Peking duck don't call themselves chefs, they call them masters.
This is a common way to politely address someone who is more outstanding than oneself in a certain aspect as "Master".
It's likely that the diners thought his roast duck skills were outstanding, which is why they called him "Master".
Lin Zhou responded and stood up, saying, "We'll have to wait for the next two batches; this batch has already been reserved."
Yes, in just a short time, the farm owner helped him sell a lot of ducks.
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