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The next day, the long-awaited multifunctional oven was completed. Taking advantage of the residual heat of the oven, Yuan Zhimiao added some fruit charcoal, and Er Gouzi controlled the temperature and reported it at any time. When the temperature reached 200c, she stopped adding fruit charcoal.

Yuan Zhimiao used a fork to hang the marinated ducks into the oven, and each plump duck was lined up in an orderly manner.

Sun Hongxing and his two sons Dagou and Ergou came to visit. It was also the first time for them to participate in the construction of such a novel furnace.

Ergouzi was very upset that his name was the same as Sun Ergou.

Yuan Zhimiao used his mind to comfort it: "Everyone calls it by this name, which proves that Er Gouzi is a good name!"

Ergouzi was frightened by Yuan Zhimiao.

After about 35 minutes, the tempting aroma of burnt food rushed straight to the top of the head, causing the foodies present to swallow their saliva repeatedly.

San Ya kept asking, "Second sister, are you okay?"

Yuan Zhimiao was standing by the oven, while Cao Huize was watching and learning.

"It's almost done, just wait patiently." Yuan Zhimiao was observing all the time, and no carelessness was allowed on the temperature or the heat.

When the 45 minutes were up, Yuan Zhimiao took out the roasted ducks one by one.

The dining table had already been set up under the sycamore tree, with sauces, chopped green onions and chewy rolls. Cao Zheng seemed to be reading a book, but his mind had already flown to the oven. He had skipped breakfast to eat the roast duck, and now his stomach was growling with hunger.

Yuan Zhimiao picked out the most tempting roast duck and sent it to Cao Zheng.

"Grandpa Cao, please have a taste!"

Cao Zheng put down the medical book in his hand. He looked calm and composed, but his greedy eyes completely betrayed him.

"Since you said it so sincerely, I will try it reluctantly." Old man Cao always remembered that he was a hermit.

He didn't know that his image had already collapsed in the eyes of his godson Yuan Zhimiao. If collapsed houses had levels, then Cao Zheng was destined to be a ruin.

The poor roast duck was eaten up by old man Cao, except for the bones, which were not edible. The roast duck was completely eaten up by old man Cao.

After eating, Old Man Cao commented indifferently: "The taste is just average." Then he went for a walk.

No one else is as awkward and reserved as old man Cao Zheng.

San Ya's mouth was full of oil while eating. Daya followed Yuan Zhimiao's example and rolled the food in a pancake and ate it with the sauce. The feeling was so wonderful.

Yuan Zhimiao generously shared some with Sun Hongxing and his two sons who were watching. After all, it was really hard for him to bear to see them watching helplessly.

I can only admire the strong genes of the Sun family. The father and his two sons share the same face. I have to give Sun Hongxing's daughter-in-law a Best Participation Award.

Ergou finished the roast duck in his hand in a few bites and looked at his brother and father eagerly.

Father Sun Hongxing couldn't bear to look at his younger son's eager eyes, so he handed the duck meat in his hand to him.

Sun Ergou took it without hesitation: "Thank you, Dad!"

"Uncle Sun, I'll give you some more." Yuan Zhimiao generously gave some to the father and his two sons from the Sun family.

Sun Hongxing felt a little embarrassed. The roast duck was so delicious. He had never thought that there was such delicious food in the world. Before, he always thought that the braised pork in state-owned restaurants was the most delicious food in the world. Now that he had eaten Yuan Zhimiao's secret roast duck, he realized that he had lived in vain for the first 34 years.

Sun Hongxing hesitated for a while, then he said, "Little girl, can I discuss something with you?"

Yuan Zhimiao had already guessed Sun Hongxing's intention, but he still asked: "Uncle Sun, we are all family, you can say whatever you want."

Sun Hongxing said, "I want to buy some roast duck." His son likes it, and he felt that he shouldn't eat someone else's food for free.

Yuan Zhimiao was very happy, but she didn't show it on her face. She said, "Uncle Sun, you are being polite. You like it because you think highly of me. Don't be polite, just take one back later."

Sun Hongxing knew that the girl in front of him was a person with her own opinions.

"I can't do that. This thing is so valuable, I can't just take it."

"Uncle Sun, since you said so, just give it to me as you see fit!"

Sun Hongxing thought about it and took out two big black tens and said, "I heard from my uncle in the capital that the authentic roast duck is 7 yuan each. I'll give you 20 yuan to buy three."

Hearing this, Yuan Zhimiao's eyes lit up and she felt she had discovered a business opportunity. She returned Sun Hongxing's 5 yuan.

"Uncle Sun, I made it at home. Just give me 15 yuan as a token of my appreciation."

Yuan Zhimiao did some calculations in his mind and realized that he could still make a lot of money after deducting the labor costs.

Cao Zheng strolled around the yard and was shocked when he saw this scene.

Not only did this girl not spend any money, she also earned money from the bricklayer and his two sons.

Sun Hongxing and his two sons left with the roast duck wrapped in oil paper, grinning from ear to ear with joy, as if they had found gold.

Yuan Zhimiao showed Cao Zheng the money in her hand and said proudly, "Grandpa Cao, look, I made money."

Cao Zheng said: "It's opportunistic."

Cao Huize didn't have a big appetite, so she couldn't help but write down the steps Yuan Zhimiao had just said.

"Zhi Miao, how about making roast duck with ordinary duck?"

Yuan Zhimiao said, "The taste will be much worse. I can introduce you to the duck seller." She thought to herself that she would leave this job to Qi Wushang, since he was as fast as the wind. He would deliver goods on time and never cheat anyone.

"That's great!" Cao Huize was eager to try baking it himself.

The roast duck tasted so delicious that soon all the neighbors came to visit.

Both the words and the meaning made me want to ask what Cao Laojia was doing with such a domineering aroma.

Cao Zheng began his daily Versailles. He said: "My little granddaughter is so filial that she insisted on making roast duck for me. I told her not to make it, but she insisted. I really can't do anything with this child. I didn't expect that this child is a genius. She made a roasting oven by herself and succeeded."

The neighbors also smelled the smell and felt that Old Man Cao was not lying.

"Mr. Cao, can I get you some roast duck?"

Cao Zheng did not answer directly, but said: "I have to ask this, after all, the things belong to my granddaughter."

"Then go ask." The speaker was the neighbor lady. Her little grandson smelled the smell and cried loudly at home. She had no other choice but to come and ask for it with a thick face.

Yuan Zhimiao came over and said, "Dear neighbors, thank you for your love for the roast duck I made. The roast ducks I made today are already taken. But I can take the initiative to share one with you. The leader often says that distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors. You are my relatives. I am unreserved for my relatives."

Cao Zheng thought he was shameless enough, but he didn't expect that his granddaughter was even better than him. She was not just shameless!

The neighbors tasted the roast duck they had been longing for, but the small bite was not enough to fill their teeth. The neighbor's grandson cried even harder after eating it.

"Grandma, it's not enough. I want more. I want more!" The earth-shaking voice could be heard two miles away.