Chapter 3

Nearby, the morning market was bustling with activity, offering a wide variety of fresh vegetables. Due to the absence of meat for nearly eighty years, people had cultivated vegetables to a whole new level, with diverse varieties, rich nutrition, and superior taste. However, the ingredients Ye Chui was here to purchase were not vegetables, but mutton, in preparation for his evening street stall.

The meat stalls in the market were much less busy compared to the vegetable stalls. Although meat had made a comeback, most people in this era were unfamiliar with it, and some could not even accept the concept of eating meat. This led to the strange situation where the price of meat was even lower than that of vegetables.

Various freshly slaughtered meats were almost ignored, which was to Ye Chui's advantage, significantly reducing the cost of his grilled mutton skewers.

Speaking of grilled mutton skewers, there was a story behind it for Ye Chui. In his previous life, he had sold mutton skewers during his teenage years, marking the beginning of his culinary career. Now, reborn, he had to start all over again. Selling mutton skewers once more felt like fate. Of course, being reborn in such an environment was like a fish in water for Ye Chui. His start in selling grilled mutton skewers was much higher than in his previous life.

"Here comes the young man to buy mutton again." Seeing Ye Chui with his cooler, the meat vendor immediately greeted him with a smile, "Come and take a look, this meat was just delivered from the slaughterhouse this morning."

Having come to buy meat every day for a while, Ye Chui was already quite familiar with the vendor. He nodded and began to inspect the meat on the chopping board with great professionalism.

The best meat for grilled mutton skewers is the front and hind leg meat, which has a mix of muscle and tendon, making it very delicious when grilled. The "flat meat" from the spine and the "square meat" from the ribs are also excellent choices.

Relying on his professional eye, Ye Chui quickly selected the best mutton for grilling, about fifty pounds in total. This amount of mutton could make over a thousand skewers, enough for his evening's consumption. Moreover, the mutton here was very cheap, averaging twenty yuan per pound, so fifty pounds cost only a thousand yuan. At two yuan per skewer, after deducting the cost, Ye Chui could earn seven to eight hundred yuan in one evening.

To the meat vendor, Ye Chui was both a regular customer and a big spender, so he naturally took good care of him, carefully wrapping the fifty pounds of meat and almost personally helping Ye Chui load it onto his tricycle.

Carrying the mutton with some effort, Ye Chui thought about his promise to Wang Shiyu in the morning. He looked around, considering what kind of grand meal to prepare for lunch. It had been over half a month since his rebirth, and he had been busy with the mutton stall, so it had been a long time since he had cooked a proper meal. He was already itching to show off his skills.

Looking around the meat stalls, Ye Chui's eyes suddenly lit up when he saw a stall selling whole chickens.

"I'll make that dish for lunch!" Ye Chui decided and immediately walked over to the stall.

The whole chickens here were already plucked and cleaned. Seeing a customer, the vendor enthusiastically started promoting his chickens. However, Ye Chui paid no attention, focusing on selecting the best chicken. After some time, he finally chose a satisfactory whole chicken and handed it to the vendor to weigh.

The vendor weighed the chicken quickly and then asked curiously, "Sir, you took so long to pick. Is there some secret to it?"

Chicken had only returned to the dinner table in the past two years, and even the vendor was not very familiar with the nuances. Out of curiosity, he asked Ye Chui. Ye Chui thought it was not a secret and explained the key points of selecting a whole chicken.

"There are four main points to consider when buying chicken: the cut, the eyeball, the skin, and the feet. First, the cut: a good whole chicken should have a cut on the neck with blood seepage. A chicken that died of illness will not have a cut, and if it was cut after death, there will be no blood seepage. Next, the eyeball: a good whole chicken will have full, shiny eyeballs, with the eyelids mostly open or half-open. A chicken that died of illness will have sunken, dull eyeballs, with the eyelids completely closed. Then, the skin..."

By the time Ye Chui finished, the vendor was already amazed, never having realized there were so many nuances. He hurriedly said, "I've learned a lot today. But rest assured, my chickens are absolutely genuine and freshly slaughtered."

"The chicken is indeed excellent. I'll be back next time." Ye Chui took the bagged chicken from the vendor, smiled, and walked away with the heavy mutton.

The vendor couldn't forget Ye Chui's words and couldn't help but show off his new knowledge to every customer who came to buy chicken, proving that his chickens were the best.

As noon approached, a sweaty, fat man in his thirties suddenly rushed over. He was plump and fair, with sweat streaming down his forehead, his white shirt soaked through, and a look of urgency on his face.

He hurriedly started picking a chicken at the stall.

The vendor continued to show off his newly learned knowledge: "My chickens are the freshest and best. When selecting a whole chicken, you should look at four aspects: the cut, the eyeball, the skin, and the feet..."

As the vendor spoke, the fat man suddenly paused, clearly surprised by the nuances. He looked up at the vendor, "You seem to know a lot about chickens. Do you know how to cook them?"

"Cook them?"

The vendor shook his head, "I just sell chickens. I'm not good at cooking. When I want to eat, I usually just make soup, nothing special."

The fat man looked disappointed, "Sigh, I thought you knew a lot about this."

"Ha ha, to be honest, I heard all that from a young man this morning. He knew quite a bit." The vendor said with a smile.

"Heard it from a young man?" The fat man's eyes lit up, "What does that young man do?"

"Well... I'm not sure exactly, but you can ask the mutton vendor. He knows where the young man lives."

Hearing this, the fat man hurriedly went to the mutton stall to inquire. By chance, the mutton vendor had noticed where Ye Chui lived, though he didn't know the exact address, he knew the general area. The fat man thanked him and rushed off to Ye Chui's neighborhood.

By noon, the fat man, wiping the sweat from his forehead, had just entered the old neighborhood when he suddenly sniffed the air.

"What a delicious smell... It's chicken! But, how did they make it taste like this!?"

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