148: The same looping method

Zheng Hanyang originally thought he would have to wait for a long time, but he was surprised to find that the line was moving very quickly.

In less than twenty minutes, he could already see the ring toss stall… wait, a ring toss stall?

Zheng Hanyang rubbed his eyes, but realized he hadn't seen wrong.

At this moment, a Energetic Young Man behind him exclaimed in surprise.

“No, wasn’t I lining up to buy beggar's chicken? Where have I been sent?”

The Energetic Young Man’s words caught the attention of Xia Xingyu, who was maintaining order nearby. He quickly walked over and explained:

“Everyone, don’t be nervous, you haven’t lined up in the wrong place, there really is a stall selling beggar's chicken ahead.”

Upon hearing this, the Energetic Young Man immediately laughed, speechless.

“Are you playing the ‘pointing at a deer and calling it a horse’ game here? Do you think you’re Zhao Gao?”

He pointed at the people throwing rings ahead and continued:

“Or do you want to say that those individual balls they’re tossing have an alias called beggar's chicken over on your side?”

Xia Xingyu smiled, about to explain.

An old man behind the Energetic Young Man suddenly spoke up:

“Young man, don’t be so hot-headed. I think this stall really does sell beggar's chicken.”

The Energetic Young Man was a bit unconvinced by this, but his tone softened slightly.

“Grandpa, I just can’t stand him talking nonsense with his eyes wide open.”

Xia Xingyu didn’t get angry either, just looked at the old man.

The old man understood, cleared his throat, and then said:

“beggar's chicken is a traditional famous dish, but it’s famous not only for its delicious taste, but also for its unique preparation process.”

“During the preparation, it needs to be wrapped into a ball with lotus leaves and yellow mud, then baked at high temperature in a kiln pit, which reflects the deep integration of folk wisdom and culinary culture.”

“However, many modern restaurants, in order to simplify steps and save costs, have started using dough or aluminum foil for wrapping, which has led to many young people nowadays never having seen such a traditional way of making beggar's chicken.”

As the old man finished speaking, the Energetic Young Man blinked, then looked at the golden oval balls in the stall, realizing he had been ignorant and had wrongly blamed the Regular Customers.

He was quite straightforward, immediately scratched his head, and said to Xia Xingyu:

“Sorry, sorry, my tone was too aggressive just now, I apologize to you!”

Xia Xingyu waved his hand dismissively, then smiled and said:

“This stall indeed sells beggar's chicken, but the selling method is a bit special.”

“As you can see, you need to get it by ring toss, and it’s very difficult to hit, but the advantage is that one ring toss only costs one yuan.”

“One yuan won’t buy you a loss, won’t buy you a scam, but if you hit it, trust me, you will get an unprecedented culinary experience!”

“Finally, I wish everyone, good food luck!”

Zheng Hanyang looked at Xia Xingyu’s departing figure, and couldn't help but rub his chin.

“It’s actually selling beggar's chicken by ring toss? That’s really f***ing brilliant!”

The key is that so many people are participating, which might be related to the one-yuan price per ring, but isn't it also the stall owner's extraordinary confidence in the beggar's chicken he makes?

At this moment, he looked at the Regular Customers maintaining order around him, and sighed again.

“And there are so many people voluntarily helping to maintain order, what kind of charm does this stall owner have?”

While he was pondering, the line continued to move forward.

Ten minutes later.

A clear, youthful voice sounded in front of him.

“Hello, how many rings would you like to play? One ring is only one yuan!”

Zheng Hanyang, who was engrossed in his phone, was startled. He looked up and saw a handsome and elegant young man who looked like he would receive many love letters from middle school girls.

Although he didn't consider himself a lookist, he always unconsciously felt a little more favorably towards good-looking people.

Zheng Hanyang's tightly furrowed brows relaxed. He nodded and said:

“Give me forty rings.”

At this moment, a Regular Customers passed by and affectionately called the young man “Little Boss.”

Hearing this address, Zheng Hanyang looked at the young man in surprise.

“You’re the stall owner?”

Lu Chuan waved to the Regular Customers, then turned back and nodded with a smile.

Zheng Hanyang was truly surprised and couldn't help but blurt out.

“You’re so young?!”

Lu Chuan nodded with a smile while counting the rings.

Seeing that Lu Chuan didn't reply, Zheng Hanyang knew that he must have been asked this question by more than one person, so he didn't say anything more.

After taking the rings, he glanced at Lu Chuan again, then walked forward and joined the queue for the ring toss.

He watched the person at the very front preparing to throw the rings, and immediately perked up, watching intently.

The Regular Customers maintaining order had already clearly stated that it was very difficult to hit.

These words shouldn't be groundless, but he still had to see it for himself.

As he pondered, that person had already thrown all the rings out.

Zheng Hanyang’s eyes narrowed, but quickly relaxed.

Knowing his skill wasn’t good, so he decided to rely on luck?

That was indeed a method.

As expected, such a haphazard throwing spree ultimately yielded nothing.

Watching that person leave dejectedly, Zheng Hanyang felt that the next person should learn their lesson.

However, he didn't expect that the next person, after putting his hands together and muttering something, also threw all the rings out in one go.

“…”

Zheng Hanyang shook his head in disinterest.

There was already a precedent, why were they still so foolish?

Even if their skill wasn't good, not even trying and leaving everything to luck was truly incomprehensible to him.

He didn't even want to see the result, and leaned over to look at the ring toss situation in front of the other three red lines.

The next moment, question marks appeared on his face.

“???”

On the other three red lines, there was one person each throwing rings, but their throwing actions were not just similar, they were identical.

Simple, direct.

They put their hands together, prayed to some unknown deity, then shouted to boost morale, and then threw them all out.

Just as Zheng Hanyang was staring dumbfounded, an excited shout suddenly rang out from the front of his line.

“Hit it, hahaha, hit it, hit it!”

This extremely excited shouting immediately drew the attention of everyone present.

Immediately, whispers and chatter filled the air.

“Another lucky one!”

“Ah ah ah ah! Why wasn’t it me who hit it? I clearly prayed too!”

“Brother, which deity did you pray to?”

“The God of Wealth, who else could it be?”

“…Shouldn’t you pray to the God of Cookery? Or it’s fine to ask the Little Boss or Yue Yifei for blessings?!”

“The Little Boss is the God of Cookery descended to the mortal world, I can understand praying to him, but isn’t Yue Yifei also a Regular Customers? Why pray to him?”

“What you’re saying, don’t you know that this ‘random throwing’ technique started with him? I’m telling you, he once hit two at once! No one has broken his record to this day!”

“That fierce!!!”