When the braised meat came out of the pot, although it couldn't be smelled from ten miles away, it certainly could be from two.
Sun Fengshou carried out a large basin of braised meat, and Yu Xiaolian started shouting.
Why was it Yu Xiaolian who was shouting?
Because the others hadn't done business before, they were shy and embarrassed.
Yu Xiaolian took the lead, raising her voice, "Freshly cooked braised meat, fragrant braised meat, still hot, come and buy it."
Yu Changhe stood beside her with the scale, and Zhao Erya held the oiled paper, both waiting for the first customer to arrive.
This large basin of braised meat was placed at the shop's entrance, with a ruddy color and an intoxicating aroma making passers-by swallow their saliva involuntarily.
The meat itself was delicious, and after being braised with spices, how could it not be aromatic?
"How much is the braised meat per jin?"
