"Oh my gosh, is it really that fragrant?!"

Although Zhuo Qianqian’s warning not to be mesmerized by the aroma still echoed in their ears, both of them felt completely captivated by the scent.

"How much essence did they put in?!"

Brother Hua exclaimed in amazement, simultaneously posing a soul-searching question.

Brother Gang quickly retorted, "Don’t talk nonsense, does this smell feel anything like artificial essence to you?"

"But without that stuff, can beggar chicken be so aromatic?"

"This chicken must be excellent, the aroma is just so pure."

As they talked, their hands worked faster and faster.

The layer of lotus leaves inside the cellophane was different from the outer layer; this one appeared oily and glossy, as if soaked with grease.

As they peeled off this layer, the rich aroma became even more intense, and the whole chicken wrapped inside finally came into view.

The golden yellow chicken skin glistened with oil, shining almost like it was glowing under the midday sun.

Wow, a golden legend!

Brother Gang sniffed hard, the rich fragrance filled his entire chest, yet he still greedily didn’t want to miss any whiff of it.

Unfair!

If the meals in their cafeteria were all of this caliber, the only thing all the students would think about each day would be how to lose weight.

Those who work out have almost had enough of chicken breast, and have developed a slight aversion to chicken, but this beggar chicken before them, with just its aroma and appearance, had already broken their resolve.

Brother Gang’s hand reached uncontrollably for a chicken leg. Despite still being hot, his large hand couldn’t bear to move away from it.

"Hiss..."

A gentle sound, and the golden chicken skin cracked open, with abundant juices flowing from the break. Just a glance was enough to imagine how delicious the chicken must be.

Brother Gang held a plump chicken leg in his hand, which looked as small as a vial compared to his large, thick hands.

Brother Gang quickly blew on it a few times and then unhesitatingly stuffed the entire leg into his mouth.

Aromatic, smooth, tender, glutinous.

The long-roasted chicken skin had become unusually soft and sticky, sliding into the mouth with a gentle suck, and the juices between the skin and chicken followed right along.

The purest and cleanest savory taste of meat flooded the taste buds in an instant.

Wang Fan had once again adjusted the seasoning proportions based on his understanding, not to enhance the aroma, but to eliminate any off-flavors and elevate the innate fragrance of the chicken.

It’s like everyone thinks watermelon is sweet, but it can’t be used to make sugar, simply because its sugar content is really not high.

Most common fruits like apples, bananas, strawberries, etc., have higher sugar content than watermelon, yet many people still find watermelon sweeter. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

Its sweetness lies in its purity.

Without other flavors, its sweetness is singular, simple, and pure.

Similarly, Wang Fan appropriately reduced the proportion of spices, for these free-range mountain chickens were already top-notch ingredients, and there was no need for excess spices to gild the lily.

This led to today’s top-notch beggar chicken, each one here surpassing the first beggar chicken Wang Fan ever made by a long shot.

Smooth.

As the pork fat and chicken skin’s fats melted into the mouth, the greasy sensation surprisingly didn’t feel nauseating but instead made the entire mouth feel incredibly smooth.

With a gentle suck, the tender chicken meat that melted in the mouth was drawn in...

"Mm!"

The greatest compliment to a delicacy is not endless words, but two hands moving like lightning, and a mouth too busy with wolfing down to talk.

They seemed to transform into giant hamsters, crazily chewing while both hands worked simultaneously, tearing off pieces of chicken meat from the plate.

The penetration power of the integrated roasting machine was extremely strong. Although the roasting time wasn’t long, it still achieved the effect of roasting for three hours ordinarily.

All the meat on the chicken was incredibly tender, and a slight pull easily tore off a large piece of meat.

The temperature of the chicken was a bit high, making both hands and tongues feel slightly burnt, so they reached for the freshly squeezed prickly pear juice and guzzled it down without hesitation.

The icy prickly pear juice flowed down the throat, taking away the heat while bringing a burst of refreshment and comfort.

Under that coolness, any oily sensation was instantly swept away from the taste buds.

The acidity of the prickly pear juice was higher than usual beverages, yet this sourness once again stimulated their taste buds and stomachs. Having finished most of the chicken, they didn’t feel full at all; in fact, they felt even hungrier!

Their taste buds kept salivating, forcing them to put down the prickly pear juice and launch a full assault on the remaining portion of the chicken.

"Brother Wang, give me another... no, make that two each! No, three each!"

...

The allure of Wang Fan’s culinary creations was unparalleled, but many first-time floaters still preferred to let off some steam in calmer waters.

Squirting the ladies with water guns, dousing the boyfriends with buckets of water—those were the best stress-relief tactics.

Yet the heat of the battle suddenly seemed to freeze over, spreading from the shore to the opposite side, as everyone gradually stopped their actions.

"Sniff, sniff..."

"What’s that smell? Why is it so fragrant?"

"Oh boy, I haven’t even identified it, and I’ve already started drooling. No doubt about it—must be the handiwork of Boss Wang."

"No one else has that kind of skill—what’s on the menu today?"

"Smells like chicken, but who ever heard of chicken smelling so good?"

"It reminds me of the aroma of a free-range rooster my family used to stew when I was a kid."

"Lucky us, we’re having chicken today?"

Many people sat up in their rafts, shading their eyes with their hands to gaze at Wang Fan’s stall. Spotting two muscle-bound men, they couldn’t help but curse, "What the hell, it’s Brother Gang and Brother Hua! Let’s get ashore fast, or we might miss out if those guys finish Boss Wang’s shift!"

"Oh shoot, the wolves are here! If those two open up their stomachs, at least ten people will go without Boss Wang’s meal. Honey, paddle fast, or we won’t get any!"

Those initially planning to engage in a water fight found themselves unable to continue.

Not to mention those two infamous big eaters, the enticing aroma wafting into their noses was enough to render most people helpless.

Moreover, the riverside was at least 500 meters away from Boss Wang’s stall, and if they could smell the aroma from here, just how fragrant would it be right at the stall?

Having floated for over three hours, anyone who hadn’t consumed much water now felt their stomachs growling like a drum. The aroma tickling their noses made their stomachs rumble incessantly.

No, this is unbearable; they had to see for themselves what’s responsible for that incredible aroma, right now!