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"That's right! These are chicken feet! Chicken feet are something that no one would even want as a gift, yet she dares to sell them for fifty cents a pound. How shameless!"

"Zheng the butcher is really crazy! Just wait and see, he has a fierce woman at home, who knows, she might grab his ears and come to return the goods in a moment!"

"Besides, what's so delicious about chicken feet? Fifty cents can buy four or five pounds of lean meat! Meat is so delicious!"

“I really don’t understand.”

Lin Shoucai and Lin Youan looked at each other and quickly stuffed one into their mouths.

The two of them chewed the chicken feet and ate them with relish.

Everyone's eyes inevitably fell on them again.

"Boss Lin, isn't this chicken foot not tasty? Isn't it smelly?"

Lin Shoucai narrowed his eyes and smiled, "No, no, how can something that sells for fifty cents a pound be unpalatable?"

"Tsk, how can your roast chicken be as delicious?"

Lin Youan's mouth was still bulging, and he couldn't help but say, "Although my roast chicken is delicious, it can't compare to this! This chicken foot is the most delicious thing I have ever eaten in my life!"

Everyone laughed and shook their heads, thinking that what he said was funny.

"Uncle, here we go, two pounds of lemon boneless chicken feet! I'll charge you one hundred coins."

The bearded man gave the money, took the chicken feet and couldn't wait to stuff one into his mouth.

The chicken feet are crispy and boneless, with a sour and spicy taste, a hint of sweetness and a unique and refreshing fruity aroma.

“That’s the taste!!”

Zheng the butcher ate one chicken feet after another and was so full that he didn't want to leave. He wanted to finish the two pounds of chicken feet while standing here.

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment. Isn't this too exaggerated?

Is it really that delicious?

After eating five chicken feet, Zheng the butcher finally couldn't bear to eat any more and hurried back home with the chicken feet.

As soon as he returned to the meat stall, his wife had already sold the last two pieces of meat. Only some pig's trotters were left, which they gave to their dog, and they were preparing to close the stall.

"Mother! I'm back!"

A tall, slender woman saw him and asked quickly, "Did you buy the chicken feet?"

Zheng the butcher handed her his pot and said, "Try it! It's delicious!"

The woman picked up a chicken claw and was about to eat it when she suddenly remembered something and asked hurriedly, "Only chicken claws? Didn't I ask you to buy rice? Where's your rice?"

Zheng Tuzi was stunned for a moment, "I... I forgot..."

The woman glared at him, "Then hurry up!"

Zheng Tuzi was embarrassed. "Wife, I...I have no money. I have no money left after buying the chicken feet."

"What?! I gave you a hundred coins! These chicken feet are worth a hundred coins?!"

The woman was almost mad.

Butcher Zheng moved his body almost imperceptibly and said, "It's fifty cents a pound. I bought two pounds."

"What?! Fifty cents a pound of stinky chicken feet?"

The woman threw the chicken feet in her hand into the pot. "Are you trying to piss me off to death?! Go! Give the chicken feet back! And get your money back!"

"Tell me! What kind of shameless person sold it to you? How could he be so shameless?!"

The woman was breathing heavily, her hand already grasping Zheng the butcher's ear.

Zheng the butcher quickly apologized, "Wife, I've eaten so many of them, I can't give them up, and this thing is really delicious, please believe me..."

"I think you're brain-packed!"

"I've eaten quite a few of them, wife, I can't give up."

The woman was so angry that she wanted to slap him to death, "You will never have a penny in your pocket again!"

Zheng the butcher had so much pain that he couldn't even cry.

"Wife, I've already bought it, so go and try it, maybe you'll think it's worth it."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was met with a roll of the eyes from the woman.

He didn't dare to say a word for a moment.

Suddenly, his hands were empty and the small pot in his hands fell into Zheng's hands.

"One hundred coins! I want to see what a hundred-coin stinky chicken feet tastes like. It makes you dizzy!"

After saying that, she had already picked up a chicken claw and took a bite.

Zheng Tuzi looked at her anxiously.

"How...how is it? Is it delicious?"

Zheng ignored him, finished one, and quickly started the second one.

Then the third one, the fourth one...

Seeing that she had almost eaten half of it, Zheng Tuzi realized something was wrong.

"Wife, please leave a few for me. I haven't had enough. I don't know when I can have them next time. Also, my son hasn't eaten any either. You have to leave some for him, right?"

Zheng swallowed the chicken feet in her mouth and looked at him fiercely, "Who sold this? Take me there quickly!"

"Ah...ah?!" Zheng Butcher opened his mouth wide.

Zheng glared at him and said, "You are so stupid. You are doing nothing all day long. Who will eat the two kilograms of chicken feet you bought? Do you know that your son didn't eat any?"

"What you bought isn't even enough for me, let alone my son!"

"Go quickly!"

She kept shouting one sentence after another, and Zheng the butcher was stunned.

"But...but...didn't you say that what I bought was too expensive? You said you couldn't buy it...and you even said you wanted to return it..."

After being glared at again, he shut up and walked silently in front to lead the way.

Zheng followed him and kept talking. When they reached Shen Zhi's stall, Zheng the butcher turned around and said, "We're here, you..."

Before he could finish his words, he looked at the few chicken feet left in the pot and fell silent in shock.

Zheng wiped her mouth and handed him the remaining chicken feet. "Look at you, you are such a loser. I just ate a few of your chicken feet. I will buy you some more."

As she spoke, she quickly squeezed into the crowd.

"How many chicken feet are left? Give me two pounds... Never mind, let's just give me three pounds!"

Ever since Zheng the butcher bought two kilograms of chicken feet, no one else has bought them. Shen Zhi originally thought that he would not be able to sell them today.

Who would have thought that there would be business again suddenly.

"Isn't this Zheng the butcher's wife?"

Everyone began to murmur.

"It's really strange today. Zheng the butcher spent so much money on these useless chicken feet, but he didn't even get scolded!"

"How could he be scolded? Look, even his wife is here!"

Zheng the butcher: "Little girl, the two kilograms of chicken feet I bought are not enough for us to eat. Can you sell us some more? Have they not been sold out?"

Shen Zhi smiled and shook his head, "No, but if you want to buy three kilograms, it will be just enough. After selling it to you, there probably won't be much left."

Zheng the butcher breathed a sigh of relief and immediately looked at Zheng eagerly.

Zheng gave him a look of disdain, snatched the pot from his arms and handed it to Shen Zhi, "Put it in here."

"Um...okay..."

Shen Zhi looked at the few chicken feet left in the pot and couldn't help but be surprised. It had only been a short while, and two pounds of chicken feet were gone!

The Zheng couple bought three pounds of chicken feet and went home impatiently.

And they bought again and again, and people became more and more itchy.

"Boss, give me one or two of your chicken feet! I want to taste what they taste like!"