146: Having said that, beggar’s chicken is really delicious!

Neng Tong looked at the last photo and was immediately captivated.

She lightly tapped the screen with her finger, paused the video, and then examined it closely.

This photo was likely taken in a corner of the square, far from the bustling and lively center.

But even so, just looking at the photo, one could feel how dense the crowd was at the time.

The sight of people crisscrossing like shuttles, shoulder to shoulder, gave one the illusion of being right in the middle of it.

After looking for a while, the bustling sounds of the night market even faintly appeared in her ears.

"Truly the work of a master! Just a background can be so vivid."

While Neng Tong marveled, her admiration for Zheng Hanyang's photography skills grew even stronger.

After appreciating the edges and corners, she finally looked at the center of the photo and was stunned again.

In the center of the photo, two men were squatting in front of a stone pier, oblivious to their surroundings, continuously stuffing food into their mouths.

Around them, some people were walking, some were standing still.

But the people walking kept looking back at the two men, and the people standing still wanted to approach but were hesitant for some reason.

Their expressions were also very similar: there was surprise, a sudden realization, but more often, infatuation.

If one looked closely, one could even see their swallowing motions and the faint, glistening drool at the corners of their mouths.

Neng Tong's pupils constricted, and a surge of impulse rose within her.

She desperately wanted to dive into the photo, grab these passersby by their collars, and ask them why they showed such expressions.

With this doubt, Neng Tong focused her gaze on the two men in their undignified postures.

The way these two were half-squatting looked really awkward.

She put herself in their shoes and realized that if she maintained that posture, she would probably have a sore back and numb thighs in less than a minute.

But looking at the expressions of the two men in the photo, there was no sign of discomfort.

On the contrary, they looked very satisfied and comfortable.

Neng Tong even felt that their mood at the time must have been incredibly joyful.

This sense of incongruity made her shift her gaze down again, looking at the food wrapped in vibrant green lotus leaves.

"beggar's chicken?"

As a food producer with a family legacy, she recognized the original appearance of the torn-apart food at a glance.

"Are you kidding me? Isn't it just a beggar's chicken? Why do these people look like they've seen a rare delicacy, as if none of them have seen the world?"

Neng Tong was very confused, so she continued to observe.

Then, she discovered the blind spot.

"No! Why are these lotus leaves so fresh and green, why does this chicken meat not look dry at all, and why is this sauce so glistening and clear?"

Neng Tong rubbed her eyes, and, not believing it, she zoomed in on the video again and again, then switched to her browser to search for online images of beggar's chicken to compare.

A few seconds later, she finally realized she hadn't seen wrong.

The mystery was finally solved!

The strange behavior of these people now had a reasonable explanation!

Although it was ridiculous, this was indeed the optimal solution.

"It's confirmed, this beggar's chicken really is a rare delicacy! Just its aroma alone can make passersby turn their heads, stop, and drool!"

Neng Tong blinked, drawing her conclusion.

She clicked on the comment section and found that many people had already commented.

And the comment with the most likes was one asking the uploader to inquire where the beggar's chicken was bought.

Next were compliments on the quality of the uploader's video for this episode.

Neng Tong silently liked the most-liked comment, then sent a private message to the uploader...

Zheng Hanyang didn't expect the video he had just uploaded to go viral so quickly.

He was both surprised and delighted, thinking that his photographic work had captured a large number of fans.

But when he opened the comment section, he found that everyone was asking about the beggar's chicken.

He was so frustrated on the spot that he almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

"This is an absolute disgrace! My work is actually not as good as a beggar's chicken?!"

However, on second thought...

"That beggar's chicken really did smell good!"

Zheng Hanyang hesitated for 0.001 seconds, and finally decided that while being annoyed was one thing, there was no need to hold a grudge against delicious food.

"Besides, it's also because my photography skills are top-notch that I was able to perfectly capture the deliciousness of this beggar's chicken! Ultimately, my work is still superior!"

"Hahaha."

After comforting himself, Zheng Hanyang immediately became lively again.

He looked towards the stone pier and saw that Yu Zhenzhong and Yue Yifei had finished eating the beggar's chicken and were cleaning up.

Zheng Hanyang quickly got up, hurried through the crowd, and rushed over there.

When he got close, he stopped, smiled, waved, and asked:

"Excuse me, two handsome young men, could you tell me where you bought this beggar's chicken?"

As he asked this, he was a little nervous, fearing that they might be protective of their secret and unwilling to tell him.

However, Yu Zhenzhong, accustomed to such questions, pointed towards the flower bed and said with a smile:

"Before you, about thirty groups of people have asked this question. If you go now, if you're lucky, you might still be able to buy, oh no, 'get' one."

"Get?"

Zheng Hanyang looked at Yu Zhenzhong in confusion, not understanding, but still quickly nodded in thanks.

Then, he bid farewell to the two and quickly walked towards the flower bed, not forgetting to reply with the address in the short video's comment section along the way.

The next second, all users following the comment section saw Zheng Hanyang's reply.

Those from out of town, unable to go, could only pick up their phones and order a beggar's chicken for delivery, eating it while looking at the pictures to satisfy their cravings.

But those in the same city, far away, had already started calling for cars, preparing to rush to the scene to fight the beggar's chicken to the death.

And those already in the square had now begun calling friends to hurry to the flower bed.

At this moment, if Zheng Hanyang had God's-eye view, he would have been surprised to discover that a portion of the entire square's crowd was surging towards the flower bed.

It was just a pity he didn't have it.

However, when Zheng Hanyang entered the flower bed, he was still startled by the sight.

As far as the eye could see, it was a sea of people.

The clamor almost seemed to shake the sky down.

Fortunately, some people on site were spontaneously maintaining order, organizing everyone into a queue, so overall it appeared busy but not chaotic.

"Brother, don't just stand there, queue here."

A voice sounded by his ear.

Zheng Hanyang blinked, realizing the person was talking to him.

He was stunned for a moment, then quickly nodded, thanked the person, and joined the end of the line.

And just as he stepped into the queue, in less than three seconds, several more people joined behind him.

"So many people!"

Zheng Hanyang was momentarily a little panicked and regretful.

At least one or two hundred people were ahead of him; by the time it was his turn, the beggar's chicken would probably be sold out, right?

He should have checked the situation first before deciding whether to queue.

But now, he was reluctant to leave the queue.

Only because, as he was pondering, the queue behind him had grown even longer.