Lin Zida saw this and quickly said, "Yes, yes, take it and use it, the gas canisters are all full to the brim!"

Jiang Ning: "Alright."

Zhuang Jianhui asked, "You guys are planning to sell snacks?"

"Got a batch of fish, trying to sell fried fish."

Zhuang Jianhui didn’t ask any more questions, he led the way and introduced: "I have all the spices, and a few barrels of oil, some of which are already open and barely used, you can take it all."

Jiang Ning didn’t hold back: "Alright, I’ll save some fish chunks for you later."

Zhuang Jianhui smiled: "You’re welcome."

After getting the keys, Jiang Ning rode the tricycle, which he had transformed into a snack cart, towards his own little yard.

Tongtong was still cleaning the fish!

Jiang Ning’s Divine Sense swept over the snack cart, and all the seasoning configurations were instantly clear in his mind.

He set up a sign, writing "Fried Fish" on the board, and also wrote [Small portion 15 yuan, Large portion 30 yuan].

He had confidence in technology and wasn’t afraid of not selling out.

Xue Yuantong wielded a big knife, chopping the fish with a "clang clang clang" and winked, asking, "Jiang Ning, am I fierce?"

"Fierce."

"Hehehe." She giggled foolishly.

Jiang Ning looked at her adorable face and couldn’t help but smile as well.

After the fish was cut into chunks, Jiang Ning got a large basin, added rice wine, green onion segments, salt, and white pepper, and stirred it all up to marinate with a stick.

As time passed, Tongtong also took the time to make some sauces, one spicy and one sweet and sour.

When everything was ready, Jiang Ning rode the tricycle, taking Tongtong to make big money.

The number of pedestrians on the dam hadn’t diminished in the slightest.

Jiang Ning stopped at the edge, Xue Yuantong looking around: "Are there too few people here?"

Jiang Ning was calm: "No worries, where we are is the center."

A guy selling grilled oysters nearby said in an experienced tone, "Young man, confidence is a good thing."

Only after experiencing the harsh realities of society will young people realize the difficulty of making money.

Tongtong started heating the oil because she was worried that business might be slow initially; she only heated a little oil and fried one large portion of fish.

The stall was cold and quiet, some pedestrians saw the sign, thought the price was too high, and chose to ignore it.

Only a young man on a Ghost Fire motorcycle, with a tattooed girl, came over to check it out.

"How much..."

Just as he asked, the Ghost Fire youth was stunned. The person in front of him was the same guy who had enslaved them to pull carts when the river was frozen!

Jiang Ning: "Want a small portion?"

The young man understood the principle of spending money to avoid disaster and painfully said, "Large portion, large portion!"

He was afraid of being caught to sell fish!

Jiang Ning: "Alright, can do."

After the young man paid, he caught Jiang Ning’s gaze, feeling inexplicably startled, he quickly turned his head southwards.

Only the tattooed girl kept staring at the fried fish stall, enticed by the tempting aroma, and felt a bit hungry.

"Our family uses freshly killed grass carp."

After Xue Yuantong finished frying the fish, she asked, "Spicy or sweet and sour?"

The young man didn’t turn back: "Whatever, whatever you like."

"Then sweet and sour."

Xue Yuantong coated the fish with sauce and packed it into a box. But due to inexperience, two pieces of fried fish fell onto the not-so-clean board.

The atmosphere was a bit quiet.

Xue Yuantong glanced at the young man, who didn’t notice, so she naturally packed them into the box.

The tattooed girl witnessed it all.

But because she was too hungry, she didn’t mention it for the time being.

The fish pieces were fried golden brown, and she hurriedly picked up a piece and took a bite. It was fragrant, crispy, fresh, and sweet, with a fantastic texture!

"Delicious! Really delicious!" The fried fish earned the tattooed girl’s praise.

The guy selling oysters next door didn’t care, looking at the tattooed girl who was skinny as a noodle, he figured she was starving twice every three days, so anything would taste good?

The young man left on his Ghost Fire, and the tattooed girl said, "Earlier, two pieces of fish fell on the board, and you didn’t look back!"

The young man sighed inwardly: ’What could looking back do? He would’ve packed them anyway.’

Tattooed girl: "But it was really tasty."

Jiang Ning told Tongtong: "Fry a full batch in the pot, I’m going to use tech now."

Tongtong’s eyes lit up: "Okay!"

They fried 5 pounds of fish pieces at once.

The fish pieces boiled in the oil, and just before they were done, Jiang Ning took out a small bottle.

It contained black sesame seeds, a variety cultivated at Hu Qi Mountain. A defective variety with low nutritional value, but its advantage was its intense aroma.

Xue Yuantong turned the fire to low, and Jiang Ning sprinkled a handful of sesame seeds into the oil pot. The fish already smelled delicious, but with the sesame, that savory aroma quickly spread.

A slight breeze carried the scent to nearby passersby.

"What is that scent?"

Yin Yu and Xu Wenyi, walking nearby, followed the aroma.

Yin Yu recognized the two and was first slightly surprised, then smiled, a smile of pity for the less fortunate.

Xu Wenyi was pleasantly surprised: "Jiang Ning?"

"Hello, would you like some fish?"

"How could I impose?"

Jiang Ning scooped out a piece, dipped it in sweet and sour sauce, and offered it to her: "Have a piece."

Faced with the irresistibly scented fried fish, Xu Wenyi couldn’t resist the temptation.

The fish coated with Spiritual Sesame was much more fragrant than what the Ghost Fire youth got.

Xu Wenyi picked up a piece of fish, took a gentle bite, and couldn’t help but say, "Mmm~"

It was unbelievably fragrant.

The fish was fried very crispy, not just crispy outside and tender inside, but crunchy, even the fish bones were crunchy, with the sweet and sour sauce, and intensely aromatic, every bite was delicious.

Xu Wenyi finished it with a crunch.

Her expression was exaggerated: "So delicious!! Crispy and sweet!"

Seeing this, the pedestrians behind them started shouting: "Give me a small portion!"

"I want a large portion!"

"Mom, buy me a super-large portion!"

"I want a mega-large portion!"

Several kids drooled and called desperately.

Jiang Ning’s voice swept through the crowd: "Line up, line up."

Yin Yu, at the front of the line, seeing what’s happening, gave a gentle smile.

She turned around, looking at the eager crowd behind her, her smile grew even kinder.

She pulled out two banknotes, speaking clearly: "Hello, I’ll take this entire batch of fried fish."

The crowd behind fell silent, their collective resentment almost palpable.

Then came the sharp cries of children.

Yin Yu: "Half sweet and sour, half spicy."