Old Man Sells Chicken, Xian He Cooks Porridge

Old Man Yun stared blankly at the big black balls on the table for a long time. If Xian He hadn't helped him crack one open, he wouldn't have known there was chicken inside.

The Beggars Chicken was made by baking a Cloud Ying Chicken wrapped in lotus leaves and mud. Its color was bright, like candied dates, its flavor carried the fresh fragrance of lotus leaves, and it was so crispy and tender when chewed that Old Man Yun's tongue felt like it had bloomed.

Yun Zhantian was his father-in-law. He could eat some, as long as he didn't eat it all.

The price of slaves in the slave market was around a thousand Copper Coins. If these goods of his could sell for two thousand Copper Coins, it would be enough for him to buy two slaves.

After swallowing a Beggars Chicken, Old Man Yun stopped.

Eating one was enough to satisfy his craving. How could he eat it all? His son-in-law needed to sell it to earn money to support the family.

"Tastes good!" Old Man Yun smacked his lips. "How many Copper Coins is this chicken? I'll pay you, so you don't gossip about me behind my back."

The Sky Fortune Tribe also had people who raised chickens, but only a few nobles could afford them. The vast majority of tribesmen could only feast their eyes on them.

"We're all family, why would I want money! If I dared to ask you for money, Yun Ling would definitely scold me when we get back."

Old Man Yun was his father-in-law. He couldn't bring him into the Mountain River Society Diagram to enjoy himself, so what was the harm in treating him to a Beggars Chicken?

If he liked it, he would bring him one every day until he couldn't eat anymore.

Moreover, Yun Ling was having children like rabbits, one litter after another. If he were stingy with her father, he wouldn't be human.

"Didn't you say that even sworn brothers settle their accounts clearly!" Old Man Yun raised his hand, unwilling to take advantage of Xian He. He was a man of principle. "Stop the nonsense, tell me the price quickly. I still need to go cook porridge!"

He had also figured it out. He wasn't paying Xian He Copper Coins, so why should Xian He work for him for free?

Even though they were family, if he really did that, over time, this brat Xian He would surely hold a grudge.

"Alright, one hundred Copper Coins!" Xian He held up one finger.

"What? One hundred Copper Coins, that cheap?" Old Man Yun was surprised.

Chicken that only a few nobles could afford was being sold so cheaply? Had the brat's brain been flooded?

He wasn't afraid of losing money!

Moreover, it was made so deliciously. Even if he sold it for a thousand Copper Coins, someone would buy it.

Xian He replied, "That's right, it's that cheap! Do you have business or not? If not, help me sell the chickens... that one hundred Copper Coins will be your commission and rent. Don't worry about the porridge, I'll go cook it."

It was better for Old Man Yun to sell than for him to sell.

He had been in business for so many years, and his main principle was honesty with both old and young.

If Old Man Yun sold it, the chance of other customers buying it would be greater.

"Okay, no problem!" Old Man Yun agreed immediately and pointed at the eggs, asking, "How much are these?"

"Plain Boiled Eggs are ten Copper Coins each. Eating one will increase your strength by eight percent for one hour; Fried Eggs are one hundred Copper Coins each. Eating one will increase your strength by ten percent for two hours..." Xian He introduced them one by one to Old Man Yun.

Xian He didn't explain the origin of the eggs and chicken, only telling Old Man Yun that it was a trade secret.

After listening to Xian He's introduction, Old Man Yun closed his eyes and concentrated, looking inward at his dantian.

As Xian He had said, the True Qi in his body had increased by nearly fifteen percent, breaking through the six hundred mark and reaching the Yellow Obsidian One-star level.

"Awesome!" Old Man Yun opened his eyes and slowly uttered two words.

His son-in-law was too capable. He could actually cook such peculiar dishes.

If hunters ate these dishes, their hunting efficiency would surely skyrocket.

"Alright, Old Man, you watch the stall. I'm going back to the room to cook Wood Powder Porridge."

The clouds parted, and the dawn was breaking.

Customers, smelling the fragrant aroma, queued up early to buy porridge.

Old Man Yun's good porridge was only sold one pot a day. If you were late, you wouldn't get any.

Food and sex are basic human desires!

To satisfy their appetites, it was worth getting up early.

"Mmm... the porridge smells exceptionally fragrant today. Did Xian He come?"

"If that's the case, we're in for a treat."

"Huh? What is Old Man Yun putting in front of him? Big black balls, could they be charcoal?"

"I don't know, let's go ask."

The early morning diners gathered around Old Man Yun.

"Old Man, what are these big black balls?" a portly diner asked.

"What big black balls! They're called Beggars Chicken, and they have a whole chicken wrapped inside. My precious son-in-law researched them." Old Man Yun proudly glanced at the fat man and asked, "What, do you want to try one?"

The fat man was stunned. "Uh... the chicken you're talking about, is it the one only a few nobles can afford?"

"That's right! I can guarantee that the quality of the chicken is absolutely better than what the nobles eat." Old Man Yun patted his chest. Seeing the fat man hesitate, Old Man Yun continued, "Don't worry, this Beggars Chicken isn't expensive, only one hundred Copper Coins per chicken."

"One hundred Copper Coins? That could buy dozens of bowls of Wood Powder Porridge, and you say it's not expensive!"

"What do you know! Can Wood Powder Porridge be compared to chicken? Chicken is something only the Leader and elders can afford. Selling it for a thousand Copper Coins wouldn't be too much."