A family of three travels through time together, and the golden finger is turned on

"Sir, no matter how expensive or cheap the food is, it's best if everyone enjoys it. If you don't like it, please move away and don't delay other guests." Gu Liang is not a soft persimmon. Their willingness to abide by the rules does not mean they can allow others to bully them.

"I'm in a good mood today, so I'll give you a chance. If you can make something that impresses me, I'll reward you handsomely. Otherwise, don't embarrass yourself here. Watch out, or I'll have your stalls taken down!"

"So majestic, Lord Liu just left." The common people had been oppressed for so long, and Liu Fengan finally came and got rid of those people. Now someone has started to go back to his old ways, and they won't agree to that.

"Don't use Lord Liu to pressure me. If the food you cook is delicious, I'll give you money. If the food you cook is not delicious, of course you are not qualified to set up a stall. Your family's money comes from the wind." The young man was not scared. He was not the kind of person who was brainless and had no bottom line.

They were also attracted by the smell, but the ones around him were not good people. If he just ate the food on the stall casually, who knows how he would be framed.

"Young master, what you said makes sense. Since we set up a stall to do business, we can naturally withstand the test of customers. Please wait for a moment." Seeing Ji Xiaoju nod, Gu Liang took the initiative to step forward and said.

Afterwards, Gu Liang quickly went back and brought some fresh ingredients.

Gu Liang came to the stall with the ingredients and smiled at the young man.

Ji Xiaoju took the ingredients and started to get busy. She first washed the chicken and cut it into pieces, then blanched it in cold water. As the water temperature rose, blood foam slowly floated up. Gu Liang quickly skimmed off the foam and took out the chicken pieces for later use.

Then, heat the pan with oil, sauté the onions, ginger, and garlic until fragrant, add the chicken and stir-fry until they change color, then add water and simmer. Under low heat, the chicken soup gradually turns milky white and the aroma gradually comes out.

The young man, who had been feigning arrogance to begin with, couldn't help but sniff. Soon, the chicken soup came out of the pot and was served in a coarse porcelain bowl, steaming hot. A few chopped green onions were sprinkled on top, and Gu Liang handed it over.

"Sir, please enjoy." The young man took the bowl and took a sip. The delicious taste spread in his mouth, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. But the person who came with him was sarcastic.

"It's just ordinary chicken soup."

"This chicken soup is very delicious, but it is indeed not a special food." The young man really thought that the chicken soup was delicious, better than any he had ever tasted, but chicken soup was indeed not a special food.

"Don't worry, sir." While stewing the chicken soup just now, Ji Xiaoju and Gu Liang had already prepared all the other ingredients.

Ji Xiaoju picked up the processed bamboo sticks, skewered the cooked chicken, filtered the chicken soup and poured it into a large basin. She also added appropriate amounts of red oil, pepper oil and other seasonings to make the color more attractive.

Then put all the ingredients that have just been cooked into it and soak them.

"Young Master, you can choose what you want to eat." Gu Liang put the big bowl in front of him and let him choose.

The young master looked at the bright red Bobo Chicken and smelled its spicy aroma, his appetite greatly increased. He picked up a skewer and put it in his mouth. The chicken was tender and the aroma of the broth completely permeated his mouth, accompanied by the spicy and numbing taste that spread on his tongue, making his eyes light up.

"This is a delicacy!" the young master praised. Seeing this, his attendant also tasted a bunch and immediately found himself unable to say anything disparaging. The young master generously rewarded Gu Liang and his friends with a lot of money and promised to patronize the place often in the future.

Seeing this, the people around applauded and cheered.

"I want this whole pot!" The young master planned to take it back for his family to taste.

Gu Liang and the others naturally had no objections. Originally, they only planned to sell fried tofu, but now it wouldn't be a problem to add Bobo Chicken. The pot of chicken soup naturally wasn't completely used up. After the young master took most of it, Gu Liang and the others remixed the remaining soup base and added the ingredients.

The people around were already craving for it. Their prices were not high, as there was chicken soup, and the vegetables were one cent a bunch, and the meats were two cents a bunch, so even ordinary people could buy some to try it.

This taste is amazing.

“Wow, how can it be so delicious!” This is a true interpretation of what it means to be moved to tears by something so delicious.

"I have traveled all over the world and have tasted many delicacies. The taste of Bobo Chicken is really unique. Your soup base is rich and fragrant, and the chicken is even better. I have decided that I will stay here!" It seems that this old man has a strong appetite.

The people around laughed when they heard the old man's words, but more people rushed to buy it, fearing that they would miss out if they were late.

"I want ten!"

"I want ten skewers too, no, twenty!"

The orderly queue instantly fell into chaos. A child nearby, unable to compete with the adults, burst into tears.

"Don't worry, everyone has a share!" Gu Liang shouted. His voice was soothing, and everyone calmed down a little.

"Everyone, please don't lose your composure. Such delicious food is worth waiting for. You can eat it faster if you line up." An old man stepped forward to help speak. He seemed to have great prestige. After hearing this, everyone gradually restored order and lined up.

Gu Liang looked at the old man gratefully and quickened his pace to prepare Bobo Chicken. As the last string of chicken was sold, the sky began to darken. Many diners still hadn't eaten enough.

"Everyone, it's getting late and all the ingredients we prepared have been sold out. Thank you for your interest. Please come back tomorrow." Gu Liang was so polite that those people didn't dare to urge him any further.

Back home that night, they pulled out their interstellar kitchen and cooked two large pots of chicken soup. They also had Dabai help with the ingredients; this robot was incredibly useful. Tomorrow, they only had to season the food.

Gu Liang’s main job is still to study. As long as the family has a visible income, that’s enough.

The pot of Bobo Chicken that the young man brought back was wildly loved by his family.

Gu Liang and his friends did not hide any steps when making Bobo Chicken. The young master told them the method, but the taste was not right when the chef at home made it. The key point was still those secret seasonings.

The next day, just as Ji Xiaoju and her friends were setting up their stall, customers were already lining up. Gu Liang had been planning to leave right after delivering the food, but upon seeing this, he immediately set up his stall and then turned and left.

The diners lined up in an orderly manner. Today, because the food was prepared long ago, no one had to wait too long.

"Wow, this tastes really good. Luckily I brought steamed buns with me. It's so delicious to eat with it."

"Why didn't I think of that?" Soon some smart diners went to the nearby stalls and bought steamed buns, pancakes and other things to eat with it. As a result, the vendors who were originally a little unhappy were now looking at them happily.

This is the God of Wealth. Today's business is even better than the past two or three days.

Some people who knew how to deal with people immediately sent over a few steamed buns from their stalls.

"Thank you very much, sister-in-law. Please take these back to try and give me some suggestions." Ji Xiaoju filled a small bowl of dishes and handed it back.

"Well, you're welcome. I've been craving it for a long time. I'll bring the bowl to you later."

"Oh, there's no rush."

This kind of give-and-take relationship is a bit closer than others. Otherwise, the man's steamed bun shop would be prosperous.