"I've got something going on over here; let's chat later."
Uncle Yu hurriedly ended the video call. Together with Old Sun, a fisherman who often came back empty-handed, he followed the aroma towards the entrance of Lin Ji's Food.
Upon reaching the entrance, they didn't go in. Instead, drawn by the delicious scent of roast chicken, they continued forward until they reached the corner of Lin Ji's Food's outer wall. There, they discovered the fragrance wafting out from an open window.
Through this open window, the two of them saw many roast chickens arranged inside, all emitting a rich aroma.
The skin on the roast chickens was intact, boasting an appetizing date-red color.
Seeing this color, both men couldn't help but swallow. That was the color of roast chicken from the olden days: fried until red before being simmered in a savory braising liquid.
