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"Chicken feet?"

The people queuing up to buy roast chicken looked at each other.

"How do you eat chicken feet? Is Boss Lin stupid?"

"Yes, it's all bones and no meat."

Everyone was whispering, but Lin Shoucai and Lin Youan were still looking at Shen Zhi expectantly.

"Girl, to be honest, we shared some of the chicken feet you gave us that day with others, and they liked them. They have been asking us for them these past two days!"

Shen Zhi swallowed, "This..."

"What?! Chicken feet?! The chicken feet seller is here? Where is he?"

Suddenly a bearded man squeezed in from outside the crowd.

"Hey! You! Stop pushing!"

"That's right! What are you excited about?"

Everyone grumbled in annoyance.

The bearded man pretended not to hear and squeezed in front of Lin Shoucai, "Boss Lin, is the chicken feet seller here? How many do you have? I want to buy two pounds! No, no, no! Buy five pounds!"

Lin Shoucai: "..."

Shen Zhi opened his mouth slightly and stood there in a daze.

"Boss Lin! Why don't you say something?"

The bearded man was almost going crazy. You know, ever since he ate that chicken foot that day, he had been worried and anxious when he returned home.

In the end, I had no choice but to prepare a dozen chicken feet myself and asked the restaurant owner to help me cook them.

The restaurant owner didn't know how to cook it but he couldn't refuse.

Who knew that the chicken feet turned out to be so hard that he couldn't chew them, and they were fishy and smelly, so he vomited directly.

The old disgusting feeling I had about the claws of various animals came back.

But the taste of lemon boneless chicken feet still keeps coming back to my mind.

Let him lose control.

"Zheng the butcher, this girl is the one who makes chicken feet, but she didn't sell them today."

The bearded man suddenly felt weak all over.

"Little girl, why don't you sell chicken feet today? Do you know how much I want to eat those chicken feet? When will you sell them? Be sure to leave some for me. Money is not a problem!"

Shen Zhi opened her mouth and said, "Well, the chicken feet I gave to the boss that day were made by me for my own consumption. I haven't thought about selling them yet."

"Not selling?! No way!"

Zheng the butcher was not happy. "How can you not sell so many delicious foods? If you don't sell them, what will we eat?"

His voice was so loud that everyone was startled.

Lin Shoucai slapped him hard, "What are you doing? You scared the girl!"

Zheng Butcher coughed awkwardly.

Shen Zhi: "..."

After thinking for a while, she said, "Well... let's do this. Wait a couple of days and I'll take a look at the situation. If I want to sell it, I'll talk to the boss and let him let you know."

"You must sell it!" Zheng the butcher said hurriedly.

Shen Zhi had no choice but to nod.

Shen Zhi didn't feel relieved until Zheng the butcher left.

Lin Shoucai and Lin Youan also felt relieved.

Shen Zhi took a look at the chicken feet in the bucket and another bucket of chicken offal, and asked with a smile: "Boss, then sell me all these chicken feet and chicken offal. How much? If I want to sell them, you can't give them to me for free."

Lin Shoucai rubbed his hands and said, "When you have made the chicken feet, just send me one portion every day. It doesn't cost anything."

Shen Zhi shook his head, "No, you have to give it to me!"

Lin Shoucai frowned, "But these things are worthless, and I don't know how much I should charge you."

Shen Zhi: "Well... let's put it this way, one cent per pound, but from now on you must keep all your chicken feet for me!"

"Okay!"

Based on this price, you can earn at least a dozen cents a day by selling a large bucket of chicken feet.

Shen Zhi immediately took out money and bought all the chicken feet and chicken offal.

Everyone sighed as they watched her take away these completely worthless things, which cost her nearly 20 cents.

They just couldn't figure out what was so delicious about chicken feet.

On the way back, Shen Zhi was thinking about selling lemon chicken feet.

Actually, it is feasible.

Although the weather is hot at this time of year and chicken feet are easy to spoil, we can put them in the space after they are made and sell them when we get to the county town, so there is no problem.

However, in addition to selling lemon chicken feet, you can also sell cold dishes and make your own chili oil. There are so many fresh vegetables in the yard, making cold dishes is perfect in this summer!

As for the Qin Mansion.

No matter how much the young master likes chicken feet, he can't eat them every day.

Maybe they could discuss it and she could cook a meal for him every few days.

With an idea in mind, Shen Zhi's heartache and annoyance over spending almost three taels of silver disappeared in an instant.

Money can only be earned back if it is spent.

Don't feel sorry.

After all, they are bought for my children and the people I love, so spending three taels of silver is still worth it!

When I got home, it was almost noon.

However, as soon as he entered the yard, Shen Zhi discovered something was wrong.

Because of the smoke rising from the roof, she could also hear the sound of spatulas colliding.

She frowned and ran into the house quickly.

"Niannian! Zhouzhou! Didn't mother tell you not to cook? Why are you..."

When he reached the kitchen door, before he could finish his words, Shen Zhi was stunned by the scene in the kitchen.

I saw Chu Changfeng sitting in a wheelchair, cooking in front of the stove.

He moved quite slowly, and his hands didn't have much strength, so he had to rest for a while after stir-frying twice.

Shen Zhi came in suddenly, and he looked extremely helpless.

The spatula fell into the pot. He looked back at Shen Zhi and hurriedly tried to pick up the spatula.

But I tried to pick it up several times but failed.

He was so nervous that he was sweating.

"You...you go out first, I'll finish cooking soon." His voice was trembling a little.

Shen Zhi blinked a few times, walked to his side and picked up the spatula.

He is frying eggplant.

The eggplant was cut into big pieces and in messy shapes, so of course it didn’t look good when fried.

Chu Changfeng's lips trembled. He looked at the eggplant that he had fried into a mess and lowered his eyes in disappointment. "I'm sorry..."

Shen Zhi: "You really should say sorry. You just got a wheelchair, and you don't know how to be obedient anymore?"

Shen Zhi picked up the pot and put it aside, then pushed his wheelchair out. "Why are you like a three-year-old kid who wants to show off his toys just because he has them?"

She rubbed his head. "Huh, but how come you are so amazing? You can even cook in a wheelchair..."

Chu Changfeng's eyelashes trembled several times, "You...you don't touch my head...I'm not a child..."

Shen Zhi touched him several times as if playing a prank, "I'm just touching you, I'm just touching you!"

Chu Changfeng sighed helplessly, but the depression he felt just now was gone.

Shen Zhi breathed a sigh of relief.

Pushing him under a big tree in the yard, she said: "Just sit here and enjoy the fresh air while I cook. When you get better, you can learn from me."

Chu Changfeng lowered his head, "Shen Zhi, you know I can't get better."

"But don't you find that your hands are stronger than before? Were you able to push your wheelchair by yourself before? Could you hold a spatula to cook?"

Chu Changfeng was stunned for a moment and looked up suddenly.