In fact, Song Guangming already knew yesterday that Guanxinglou was making fried chicken, so when he heard Zhang Chuntao say that she could make fried chicken, he didn't judge her by her appearance like the others.
“I’ll give you five taels of silver. You can teach our restaurant’s head chef your skills, and you can’t tell anyone else about this,” Song Guangming said.
Upon hearing that it was five taels of silver, Zhang Chuntao was startled, but she did not agree immediately. Instead, she bargained: "Ten taels!"
Song Guangming agreed almost without thinking: "Okay, come with me."
Zhang Chuntao never expected that earning ten taels of silver would be so easy; that was ten taels of silver!
We've struck it rich!
Zhang Chuntao thought to herself with delight.
She was already planning how she would spend the money once she got it.
Song Guangming led Zhang Chuntao and her daughter directly to the kitchen of Haoyunlai Restaurant.
Afterwards, Song Guangming dismissed everyone except the head chef before saying to Zhang Chuntao, "Old Fang, she's here to teach how to fry chicken."
Fang Zhonghai looked at Zhang Chuntao in surprise.
Zhang Chuntao and her daughter An Xiuping's stomachs rumbled whenever they saw the chickens, ducks, geese, fish, and sheep in the kitchen.
"Make us something to eat first, otherwise we won't have the energy to teach you how to make fried chicken."
Song Guangming paused for a moment, then said, "Okay."
Zhang Chuntao didn't expect Song Guangming to be so easy to talk to, and immediately went further: "I want to eat mutton, and I also want to eat ten poached eggs."
Fang Zhonghai: "I'll have someone stir-fry it for you. While we're at it, you can teach us how to make fried chicken."
"You kill the chicken first, clean it up, and cut off its feet and head."
"What kind of chicken do you want? Old hen, young chicken, rooster, black-boned chicken..."
Zhang Chuntao was stunned; she had never considered this before.
Seeing this, Fang Zhonghai said, "You wouldn't be here to freeload because you can't cook, would you?"
Upon hearing this, Zhang Chuntao became anxious: "Who says I can't? I'll choose an old hen, a fat one!"
Fang Zhonghai immediately ordered someone to kill a chicken and pluck its feathers.
Actually, Zhang Chuntao was a little flustered at this moment, but then she thought, big chickens, little chickens, hens, roosters, and black-boned chickens are all chickens, so they can all be fried.
Soon, the dishes were cooked, and Zhang Chuntao and An Xiuping couldn't wait to devour them.
Seeing the way the mother and daughter were eating, Fang Zhonghai walked over to Song Guangming and whispered, "Shopkeeper, this woman doesn't seem very reliable to me! Where did you find her?"
"It doesn't matter if we're unreliable. Although our Good Luck is not as powerful as the Stargazing Tower, we're not just some Tom, Dick, or Harry who can freeload off us."
Upon hearing this, Fang Zhonghai said no more.
About 15 minutes later, Zhang Chuntao and An Xiuping finished eating and were both stuffed.
Zhang Chuntao patted her bulging belly with satisfaction, burped, and laughed, "Running a restaurant is really something else. This food is... burp... cooked... burp... delicious."
"Stop talking nonsense and get up to make fried chicken." Song Guangming said seriously.
Zhang Chuntao immediately stood up, mixed some batter, and said, "Now you can start the fire. Put plenty of oil in the pot, and put in a whole jar of oil."
Fang Zhonghai did as instructed.
Zhang Chuntao coated the prepared chicken with the prepared batter, and once the oil was boiling hot, she immediately put the whole chicken in.
As soon as the chicken hit the pot, Zhang Chuntao felt she was one step closer to earning ten taels of silver.
Fang Zhonghai and Song Guangming kept their eyes on the oil pot, and before long, the chicken turned black.
Fang Zhonghai quickly scooped it out; the chicken looked completely unappetizing, and it wasn't cooked through.
Song Guangming: "Are you sure you can make fried chicken? Huh?"
Zhang Chuntao was dumbfounded. She moved her mouth, but after a long while, she could only utter the word "I".
"Do you know what will happen if you lie to me, Song Guangming? Hmm?" Song Guangming's expression was cold and stern, and Zhang Chuntao was frightened.
An Xiuping said softly, "Sister Cui didn't fry them well the first time either, saying they should be smaller."
Zhang Chuntao quickly said, "Yes, yes, the fire is too big! The fire is too big! I, I, I'll try again! I'll try again."
"Then you can try again. If you don't make me some fried chicken today, hmph!"
Zhang Chuntao was already drenched in cold sweat.
At this point, she dared not put on airs anymore. She personally killed a five-pound hen, cleaned it, and then went through the same process again, only this time she asked An Xiuping to start the fire and make it smaller.
Zhang Chuntao had no time to think about the ten taels of silver anymore. In her heart, she prayed to all the Bodhisattvas, asking them to bless her so that she would succeed this time.
It still failed!
“I…I…” Zhang Chuntao’s mind went blank.
Song Guangming gave Zhang Chuntao a cold look, which sent a chill down Zhang Chuntao's spine.
Several tall, burly men entered shortly afterward, each wielding a stick. Song Guangming said coldly, "Give these two women who are just trying to freeload a good welcome."
Zhang Chuntao and An Xiuping were terrified. If that stick hit them, how could they possibly survive?
"No...no...Manager Song, Mr. Song, we're not liars, really! We're not liars, my...my daughter really did eat fried chicken, really!"
"You've only eaten it, yet you dare to come to our Good Luck and say you can cook it? You're tired of living." With that, the thug struck him with a stick.
"Ah..." Zhang Chuntao cried out in pain.
"You weren't very polite when we were eating earlier."
After they finished speaking, several thugs punched and kicked Zhang Chuntao and An Xiuping.
The mother and daughter were beaten until they screamed and begged for mercy.
"Stop hitting us! We'll pay you back! We'll pay you back!" Zhang Chuntao said, and only then did Song Guangming order the men to stop.
"Since you're willing to pay compensation, then hand over thirty taels. Otherwise... hehe, I'll sell you and your daughter to a brothel!"
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