Just as they were about to close their stall and go back, a greedy man named An Yu came over, attracted by the aroma, his eyes full of anticipation.

Looking at the stall that was about to close, he looked a little disappointed: "Boss, how come it's sold out so quickly?"

It turned out that he had just returned from running errands for Lord Fan and happened to meet a child holding a bamboo tube with bamboo sticks on it. The fragrance aroused his appetite, so he came here to find the scent.

Zhang Laoer was busy loading the remaining potatoes onto the carriage when An Yu, who was standing nearby, suddenly realized that it was his acquaintance, Mr. Zhang, who was selling these potatoes.

"Master Zhang, you are the one who is doing this business! I came here following the scent, can you give me another portion?"

There was a plea in his words.

Zhang Laoer turned around, recognized the familiar face, and said with a smile: "The pot is empty, but if you really want it, it's not impossible to fry another pot for you, but..."

What he meant was that it seemed uneconomical to cook a separate pot for one person.

On this small stall, every opening and closing is not only a transaction of food, but also an exchange of human touch. Every detail adds a bit of warmth and liveliness to this early morning market.

How could An Yu easily give up this long-coveted delicacy? To him, the greatest pleasure in life is to satisfy his picky taste buds and enjoy the pure joy brought by every bite of food.

"Excuse me, Boss Zhang, is there any inconvenience? In any case, you must prepare one for me."

His tone was filled with a firmness that could not be refused.

Zhang Laoer didn't expect that the other party would be so obsessed with and passionate about food. He showed a bit of helplessness and a wry smile on his face: "Hey, frying these oil-fried potatoes is a delicate job. Making a small amount of them not only wastes oil, but also the charcoal fire."

However, An Yu understood, with a sly look in his eyes: "Boss Zhang, just fry a pot of the usual amount, don't worry about the rest, I'll take care of it all. Just think of it as inviting our colleagues in the government to share your exquisite craftsmanship, how about it?"

After hearing this, Zhang Lao Er finally showed a relieved smile on his face: "That's great, my lady, you can wait and clean up, and quickly fry a pot for little brother An Yu."

After a while, the cheerful sizzling sound of oil pans came from the kitchen, and strings of golden potatoes gradually became crispy and attractive in the glistening oil.

Xia Yue blended the various spices skillfully, and a unique fragrance filled the air, making people salivate.

An Yu took the fried potato, took a bite, and his eyes lit up immediately. He pointed at the green coriander and said, "Little girl, give me some more of these green leaves. It will be a perfect match."

Xia Yue pursed her lips and smiled softly, with a gentle light in her eyes. She added a few pinches of fresh coriander for him and said softly, "Sir, this is called coriander. It is a good product for adding flavor to food. I like it very much too."

An Yu looked at Xia Yue carefully and found that she was not only nimble, but also pretty. Her round face gave people a kind and gentle feeling. He couldn't help but admire in his heart: "I didn't expect that you also have your own opinions on food."

Zhang Laoer had already carefully packed the fried potatoes into more than 20 exquisite bamboo tubes. Looking at the bamboo tubes piled up like a small mountain, he took the initiative to suggest: "An Yu, how about I drive you to the government office? These things are quite heavy, I'm afraid it's inconvenient for you to carry them by yourself."

"Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Zhang."

An Yu bowed and walked towards the carriage carrying the heavy bamboo tube. When he arrived at the government office, he immediately called the constable at the gate: "Come, help me share these delicious potatoes with everyone."

When the two detectives saw that he was an important official of the county magistrate, they immediately nodded and bowed to help. While distributing potatoes, An Yu said to the detectives, "Tell the brothers, this is a new product from the market that I want everyone to taste - 'wolf tooth potatoes'."

After the distribution, An Yu walked into the study room with two tubes of delicacies in his hands and asked softly, "Sir, are you still busy? Why not take a break and try the new 'wolf tooth potatoes' from the market."

The spicy aroma instantly filled the entire study. Fan Yunfu put down the file in his hand and was slightly startled: "This is just a potato, how can it have such a fierce name, called 'Wolf Fang'?"

"Perhaps because the potatoes are cut into pieces that look like wolf teeth, Shopkeeper Zhang named them this way. Sir, try this unique flavor while it's still hot."

An Yu explained patiently.

Fan Yunfu picked up a bamboo skewer, gently picked up a piece of potato, took a careful bite, and the taste was so wonderful that he couldn't describe it.

"Manager Zhang? Is he the one we know well?"

A hint of surprise flashed across Fan Yunfu's eyes, and he continued to savor the food in his hand.

An Yu smiled calmly and replied, "Yes, it is the Zhang family from Wuli Village. It is said that they plan to set up a permanent stall to sell these 'wolf tooth potatoes'."

Fan Yunfu remembered that he still had time this afternoon, so he asked, "Will they still be selling this afternoon? Where will they set up the stall?"

Seeing that the adults seemed very interested in this, An Yu smiled and said, "Manager Zhang said that it is most popular in front of Minghua Academy after school, so he will set up a stall there. If you like it, I will buy it for you in the afternoon."

Fan Yunfu understood and stood up, "Okay then, let's go have lunch first."

Seeing that the number of potatoes in the bamboo tubes had not decreased much, An Yu secretly wondered what the adult was thinking.

By dusk, the Zhang family's stall was firmly established in front of Minghua Academy. Many servants heard the news and came to line up consciously.

Xu Liyun looked at the unexpectedly hot sales at the door, feeling both surprised and caught off guard. There was no need for her to shout, as the crowd automatically formed a long queue.

"Second brother, hurry up and get another bucket of potatoes with Ah Fu. This bucket is almost sold out before the students finish school."

"Okay, I'll go right away."

Zhang Laoer didn't expect the business to be so booming. He thought to himself that this place might be a better choice than the market.

As the school gate opened, students poured out like a tide, curiously looking at the small stall not far away that attracted a long queue. What kind of delicacy could be so attractive? The potatoes were fried golden and crispy, the skin broke with a light bite, and the inside was soft and sweet, making people salivate.

As soon as a new pot came out of the oven, Xu Liyun quickly poured it into a basin and then started making the next pot.

Xia Yue skillfully mixed the various seasonings, Zhang Wuya was responsible for packing the fried potatoes into small paper bags, and Xiao You Niang was keeping the accounts while taking care of the seated guests.

Zhang Laoer, who was originally in charge of the money, found that the line was gradually shortening after the potatoes were sold out, and began to think about how to cope with tomorrow's demand.

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