She wore a professional smile, but a barely perceptible longing flickered in her eyes. Her gaze frequently drifted to the pot of braised food emitting an enticing aroma, and she even subconsciously swallowed.
"I'm Huang Ying, a reporter from the 'Urban Frontier' program on Jindu TV. May I take a few minutes of your time for a brief interview?"
Huang Ying spoke rapidly, her eyes blinking pleadingly, as if afraid Zhou Yang would refuse.
Zhou Yang glanced at her, then at the crowd of people eagerly waiting behind him, and calmly nodded.
"Sure, but I need to get ready to set up my stall soon, so it might not be long."
"No problem, no problem!"
Huang Ying was overjoyed and quickly handed the microphone closer.
"Boss Zhou, people all over the country are incredibly curious about your braised food! Yesterday, your assistance to the police in capturing a fugitive who had been on the run for ten years was simply legendary!"
"Many people say that your braised food is so fragrant that even fugitives would be tempted to give themselves away, and some people even mistakenly thought that you added some contraband..."
She paused for a moment, then posed the key question, "How exactly do you make your braised food so fragrant? Is it a family secret recipe? Or did you learn it from a master somewhere?"
Upon hearing this, Zhou Yang remained calm.
"There's no secret recipe; I just figured it out myself."
"You figured it out yourself?"
Huang Ying was surprised.
How can a boss who looks so young, without any inheritance or apprenticeship, make braised food that even a murder fugitive can't resist by figuring it out on his own?
What kind of culinary talent is this?
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