He bought a full 100 kilograms of pebbles and several large bags of side dishes, and quickly prepared the food.
Unfortunately, the car doesn't have a trunk, so it can't fit his stroller.
But Zhou Yang had a brilliant idea: he tied the cart to the back of the cart with a rope, so he wouldn't have to push it himself!
Zhou Yang got into the car, feeling smug. He was so clever.
He stepped on the gas, and the Pagani Huayra BC shot off instantly, disappearing around the street corner.
The little cart made a "clattering" protest as it swayed.
Zhou Yang sped along the road, heading straight for Populus euphratica Square.
In Jindu in the summer, the heat is so intense that it feels like you're being roasted into dried meat.
Fortunately, the Populus euphratica square is shaded by green trees, making it a good place to escape the summer heat.
In the square, groups of elderly men and women gathered, some fanning themselves to cool off, others dancing gracefully, some playing chess, watching the excitement, and gossiping, all enjoying themselves immensely.
Zhou Yang's appearance immediately caused a stir.
It's not because his supercar is particularly eye-catching; after all, the older generation's concept of luxury cars is still stuck at the stage of "four wheels and a sofa."
They were just curious about what this young man was up to, driving a strange-looking car and pulling a small cart behind him.
Zhou Yang got off the bus, looked around, and chose the spot with the highest foot traffic.
They untied the trolley from the back of the cart, then skillfully set up the large iron pot and arranged the folding table and chairs.
Judging from his posture, he's a seasoned street vendor.
A man selling cold noodles nearby witnessed Zhou Yang's actions the whole time.
He was very curious and leaned closer to ask, "Young man, what are you... selling?"
Zhou Yang scooped a basin of clean pebbles from the plastic bucket, grinned at his older brother, and said, "Fry some pebbles!"
"What?!"
The guy making cold noodles almost threw his phone away. "Stir-frying pebbles? Are you trying to feed people stones?"
The older brother's exclamation drew the attention of the other elderly people, who also looked over curiously.
Seeing Zhou Yang carrying a basin of pebbles, some elderly men and women who had some free time gathered around and started chattering.
"Frying stones? These days, people still eat stones?"
"Who can bite through pebbles? Shouldn't we have Ji Xiaolan do it himself?"
"Hahaha, even with teeth of bronze and iron, I doubt they could handle these pebbles!"
"Young man, are you cooking with pebbles or what? Are you really going to use a pot to stir-fry them? Do you even want the pot anymore?"
Hearing these questions, Zhou Yang touched his nose without changing his expression.
He also wanted to sell things that normal people could eat, but the system wouldn't allow it!
He glanced at his side dishes; besides onions, green bell peppers, and red bell peppers, the rest were ginger, garlic, chili peppers, cumin, soy sauce, vinegar, and oil...
What else can these things do besides seasoning?
But anything produced by the system must be of high quality; we must give the system some confidence.
Zhou Yang took a deep breath and nodded seriously: "Yes, it's selling fried pebbles! These fried pebbles aren't your average snack; they're also called 'suo diu,' and this is..."
"Alright, alright," the cold noodle vendor interrupted him, "Don't try to fool people. A stone is just a stone. What can you make it fancy? Who can even bite through this stuff?"
"Brother, you are unaware of this."
Zhou Yang smiled mysteriously and lit the fire in the stove.
"The point of my stir-fried pebbles is all about the flavor! And the flavor I've prepared is something you've never heard of before; once you've tasted it, you'll never forget it!"
The fire in the stove rose, and the steam rose in abundance.
As Zhou Yang spoke, he poured oil into the pot.
The movements were quite skillful.
But the cold noodle vendor didn't believe him at all, shaking his head and saying dismissively, "Come on, you're just bragging! A unique wonder in the world? Let me tell you, if you can sell this pot of stones, I'll change my surname to yours!"
Zhou Yang found it laughable. You delivered yourself right to my doorstep, so don't blame me for not giving you a chance!
"real?"
He raised an eyebrow, suppressing a smile that was well in his eyes. "Brother, you'd better keep your word! How about we make a bet?"
"Let's gamble!"
The cold noodle vendor patted his chest, adopting a "who's afraid of who" attitude, and said, "What's there to be afraid of? You tell me, what's the bet?"
Zhou Yang said directly, "If I sell this stone, you give me a thousand yuan; if I don't sell it, I'll give you a thousand yuan, how about it!"
Upon hearing this, the cold noodle vendor's first reaction was to refuse.
"No, you can gamble on anything, but not money!"
He said seriously, "The country doesn't allow gambling, and you, a young man, are trying to scheme against people! I won't gamble!"
The cold noodle vendor's eyes darted around, his mind racing with calculations.
These days, there are plenty of people who are curious about the unusual. What if there are a few suckers who actually like this kind of thing?
It would take him two or three days to earn a thousand dollars; he absolutely cannot gamble!
Seeing that Zhou Yang still wanted to say something, the older brother said directly, "Forget it, I'm no one to you, why should I lecture you like this? Whether it sells or not, you'll know once you try. The facts will teach you a lesson in time. Why should I take a young guy like you seriously?"
"Forget it, forget it, no gambling, it's no fun!"
The elderly people watching were somewhat disappointed, as there was no good show to watch.
Zhou Yang chuckled inwardly; this older brother was quite pragmatic.
He ignored the cold noodle vendor and started preparing the noodles on his own.
As the oil temperature gradually rose, Zhou Yang poured the pebbles in with a "whoosh".
Soon, the still-wet pebbles began to tumble wildly in the oil.
Seeing Zhou Yang using Golden Dragon Fish oil to stir-fry pebbles, the elderly women and men stood by curiously watching him operate.
Immediately afterwards, all sorts of ingredients were added as if they were free.
Sliced ginger and garlic, diced onion, green bell pepper, and red bell pepper are tossed in hot oil, instantly releasing an enticing aroma.
Soy sauce, vinegar, chili flakes, and other seasonings were added as needed.
As Zhou Yang continued to stir-fry, an extremely domineering aroma, like a wild horse breaking free, charged into the nostrils of everyone present.
The fragrance is strong, domineering, and extremely penetrating, as if it has hooks that make one's internal organs itch.
The cold noodle vendor and the elderly people who had initially scoffed at the idea of "stirring up stones" now all looked like they had seen a ghost.
"What...what is this smell? It smells so good!"
"My God, am I not mistaken? This really was roasted from a rock?"
"I can't take it anymore, my mouth is watering..."
...
Zhou Yang ignored him and continued to stir-fry with great focus.
The pebbles in the pot were already soaked in the golden-red broth, each one coated with a rich sauce.
The broth was bubbling and churning in the pot, producing fine bubbles and rising plumes of white steam.
The fragrance grew stronger and more alluring with the rising mist.
The stomachs of the elderly men and women could no longer be controlled and began to rumble loudly.
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