I am farming in the real world

Chapter 20: The Whole Table Was Overwhelmed by the Aroma!

This sudden birthday blessing caught Chen Jue off guard.

He clearly remembered that his birthday was on June 16th of the Gregorian calendar, and it was already July. There was no way it was his birthday.

Unexpectedly, just as he was in a daze, a thick arm reached around from behind the door and grabbed his neck.

"Chen Jue, happy birthday!"

"This is a belated birthday celebration, and a way to celebrate your rebirth and break away from the past!"

"Cheer up, brother!"

"Make a wish!"

Zheng Bocheng shouted and cheered while putting his arm around Chen Jue's shoulders.

Hearing this, Chen Jue was moved to tears, his heart filled with warmth.

Being able to have such good friends who were always thinking of him was one of the few successful choices he had made in his life.

"Thank you!"

"Thank you, you bunch of bastards!"

Chen Jue grinned, staring at the candlelight on the cake as he closed his eyes to make a wish amidst the cheers of the group.

The wish was simple: to wish himself and his friends good health, all the best, and to no longer be burdened by money and material things.

To wish his parents and elders happiness in another world.

And to wish all the readers from a higher dimension, staring at their phone screens with the (Subway Grandpa Watching Phone) expression, to get rich and successful like him as soon as possible.

…

After making three simple wishes, Chen Jue blew out the candles.

Zheng Bocheng coordinated by cheering and turning on the lights. The other close friends in the room simultaneously took out handheld confetti cannons, and with a 'bang, bang, bang,' the room was filled with confetti.

After the cheers and monkey calls subsided, Chen Jue clearly saw all his peers in the room.

Besides Zheng Bocheng, the second-generation factory owner, there were four other close friends: Li Te, a physical education teacher at a middle school; Yan Xing, who sold shoes online through a Taobao store; Lin Zhiyuan, who worked for a foreign company; and Guo Sen, who became an attending physician at a hospital.

They were all the best buddies from high school, the back-row gang, who didn't do much serious studying back then and only knew how to style their hair, chase girls, and play on their phones with their heads down.

It was really not easy to still be hanging out together after ten years of graduation.

People will always have their own small circles that they like to stay in.

However, the last dark-skinned young man, who looked somewhat familiar, made Chen Jue frown slightly: "Who is he?"

Seeing that Chen Jue didn't recognize him, Zheng Bocheng immediately introduced him: "This is Xue Yang! We were in the same class before the arts and science split! Didn't you ask me on WeChat about that classmate from Beiji Island? I called him over for you."

"This kid is now staying on the island as a police officer, and he's very busy!"

As he spoke, Xue Yang gave Chen Jue a smile: "Chen Jue, long time no see."

Hearing this, Chen Jue's eyes immediately lit up, and he hurriedly greeted him.

Before, in order to find seafood shells to use as raw materials for [bone meal], he had specifically flipped through the high school WeChat group. Seeing that he couldn't find Xue Yang's account, he had specifically asked Zheng Bocheng to inquire about him.

He didn't expect that he hadn't even gotten his WeChat, and they had directly brought the person over.

"Rich people really have influence!" Chen Jue sighed inwardly.

…

After sitting down with his close friends, everyone chatted while eating cold dishes such as blood clams and braised beef. The restaurant owner's wife began to tell the kitchen to serve the hot dishes.

Pan-fried ribbonfish, braised green crabs, steamed yellow croaker, braised abalone, vermicelli with lobster, and other hard dishes began to be served. Since it was a place to eat seafood, these were naturally indispensable.

Chen Jue took the opportunity to get to know Xue Yang again, and asked him if anyone on the island was still in the business of recycling shells.

"Recycling shells?"

"I remember when I was a kid, people from the oyster lime factory used to pay to collect them, but now it seems like no one does that anymore. The shells are all thrown away as garbage," Xue Yang shook his head and said.

According to Xue Yang, an islander, in the past, fishermen in the coastal areas of Wenzhou made an extra income by accumulating these shells and selling them to the oyster lime factory to supplement their household income.

But decades have passed, and the oyster lime business has long been eliminated into history.

Now, Beiji and Nanji Islands are popular tourist attractions in Rui County. Earning money from tourists is enough to live a well-off life, and no one cares about those scraps that sell for a few cents per pound.

Of course, seafood shells, like many food scraps, have a huge common problem, which is that they emit a stench if left for too long.

Even in a place like the island where sea breezes blow all day long, people can't stand such a smell for long.

If they continue to hoard these shells, it will definitely affect the experience of tourists visiting the island in the future, so several islands have almost completely eliminated this old habit that affects the environment.

"No one's doing it anymore?"

Seeing that there was no hope of getting shells from the island fishermen, Chen Jue was also slightly disappointed.

Zheng Bocheng, seeing that he had been mysterious lately, leaned over and asked, "Chen Jue, what kind of work have you been doing lately? How come you're even driving a new truck?"

"Second-hand, bought it to run errands and pay off debts," Chen Jue laughed.

Seeing that everyone was eating, drinking, and having a good time, he took the opportunity to announce a message: "Brothers! I've taught myself a skill online, and I'm going to set up a stall to sell butts… Ah! No, I'm going to sell roast chicken. I hope everyone won't post on Moments if you see me on the side of the road. I'm afraid acquaintances will recognize me and I'll be socially embarrassed for the second time."

After saying that, Chen Jue, under the surprised gaze of his close friends, brought two well-packaged roast chickens to the table.

"Damn! Chen's Secret Recipe Roast Chicken?"

"When we were in school, we said that if we couldn't make it, we'd set up a stall in the Chashan University City."

"Chen Jue, are you actually doing it?"

Seeing this, the close friends immediately started cheering again.

Zheng Bocheng also looked surprised. The last time Chen Jue brought those big bayberries, not only was he amazed when he ate them, but everyone in his family who he shared them with praised them.

When he asked Chen Jue where he bought them, he couldn't get a straight answer.

Now, he suddenly came up with setting up a stall to sell roast chicken, and Zheng Bocheng was starting to not understand his best friend.

"Are you really going to set up a stall?" Zheng Bocheng asked.

Chen Jue nodded: "The stall cart is ready, I'll be out tomorrow night!"

After saying that, Chen Jue tore open the kraft paper and broke off a chicken leg from the fragrant MC roast chicken and handed it over: "Stop talking nonsense, try my unique skill first! If it's not good, I won't charge you guys."

Originally, this table of seafood feast had already filled the stomachs of the seven people present, but when the MC roast chicken began to be unwrapped, a rich aroma began to fill the private room.

Everyone present except Chen Jue started to feel greedy.

"Why is it so fragrant?"

"Damn! Chen Jue, what ingredients did you add inside?"

"Technology and hardcore stuff!"

The close friends started cheering with playful smiles.

They were all a bunch of 30-year-old hams, and everyone knew what the bottom line of street food was.

While being heavy on oil and flavor, the main thing was being cheap and affordable. As long as the aroma was excellent, it would definitely attract passing gluttonous customers.

So, with this prejudice, everyone present thought that the roast chicken that Chen Jue brought was also this kind of 'flamboyant bitch'.

Zheng Bocheng took the chicken leg with a look of disbelief, but when he smelled the fragrance and the oily heat coming from the chicken leg, he couldn't help but swallow and open his mouth to take a bite.

The next second, the second-generation factory owner's eyes bulged out, and after chewing a few times, his face was full of the contentment of enjoying delicious food.

"Too… too delicious!"

"What kind of chicken is this? So juicy! The meat is so tender and fresh!"

This bite turned Zheng Bocheng, the rich second-generation who had eaten all kinds of delicacies from all over the world, into a miserable wretch who had never seen the world.

In three or two bites, he chewed and swallowed all the meat on the entire chicken leg.

Finally, he held the chicken leg bone in his hand and reluctantly gnawed open the soft and crispy bones on top, desperately sucking the marrow juice inside.

"Is it really that good?"

"Bocheng, you're acting too much like it!"

"Isn't it just roast chicken? They're everywhere in braised food stores and KFC."

"You're really going all out to support Chen Jue!"

The close friends at the table also looked disbelieving.

However, their mouths were tough, but their bodies were very honest. Under the temptation of the rich aroma of the roast chicken, the remaining five people reached out to tear open the remaining roast chicken on the table.

As soon as they put it in their mouths and took a few bites, the juicy sweetness and the tenderness of the chicken immediately shattered everyone's prejudice against street food.

Damn, delicious, extremely delicious and other monkey calls began to rise and fall in the private room.

In a word, the whole table was overwhelmed by the aroma of these two MC roast chickens!

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