Half an hour later, Su Yang took Long Ziyu and drove to the front gate of Zhengda South Road, Nancheng, and searched around to find where there was something, Mr. Wu's chicken feet.

"The front door has almost reached the end, and there are a few chicken feet selling them, but why haven't you seen Mr. Wu's chicken feet? It's not that he moved away."

Long Ziyu asked in confusion.

She and Su Yang looked at the left and the other looked at the right, but they couldn't see any chicken feet.

"It's not like this. If you move away, it will be troublesome."

Su Yang said with some displeasure.

This is the chicken feet that Ye Zhihan likes to eat. If she doesn't buy it, it will be really good to her.

Besides, this seems to be the first time Ye Zhihan asked him to buy this kind of snack.

"Or, Ziyu, get out of the car and ask someone."

Su Yang said again.

"Okay. Pull the car aside."

Dragon Zi Yu Dao.

Then, as soon as the car pulled up, she got off the car and went to ask, but she asked several passersby, and said she had never heard of Mr. Wu's chicken feet."

"What should I do? Isn't it really moving away, right? Or didn't do it at all?"

Long Ziyu turned around and said to Su Yang.

"Or come and drive, I'll ask."

Su Yangdao.

"It's okay, I'll ask some older people to see."

Dragon Zi Yu Dao.

I asked a few older people, but I shook my head and didn't know.

Now Long Ziyu did not withdraw and spread his hands towards Su Yang, "It's not that the address was wrong."

"Nancheng, Zhengda South Road, and the front gate are exactly this area."

Su Yang got out of the car and looked around.

Then, I saw a very old lady sitting in an alley, shaking her palm-leaf fan while watching the pedestrians coming and going, and happily catching a cold.

Su Yang walked over and said politely to the grandma: "Master, do you know where Mr. Wu's chicken feet are sold?"

"Master Wu's chicken feet? How is that possible? Do you still remember this name?"

The grandma looked at Su Yang calmly, her face full of surprise.

"Grandma, do you know Mr. Wu's chicken feet? Where is he?"

Long Ziyu also asked happily.

"Haha, that Mr. Wu is more than 10 years older than me and died more than ten years ago. However, the chicken feet he made back then were the most famous snacks in our area, and the taste was not blown..."

As soon as the old lady talked about chicken feet, she immediately chatted.

Su Yang immediately smiled and said, "Please ask the grandma, does that Master Wu still have descendants making chicken feet?"

"Of course, there is, walking down this alley to the end, there is a store with Wu Xiaozi, which is their Wu family's store. As for the stores outside, they are all fake, and the taste is completely different from that of Wu's chicken feet."

The old lady shook her head and said.

"Oh, thank you grandma. We're over now."

Su Yang led Long Ziyu and walked straight to the depths of the alley.

Because, this alley is too narrow and cars can't get in.

Sure enough, after walking for a few minutes, smelling the faint and unique fragrance, the two of them arrived at the end of the alley and saw an old store with a simple decoration. It was not big, only about twenty square meters. There was a very shabby red lantern hanging on the store, with the words "Wu Xiaozi's chicken feet" written on it. The wind blew, and it was shaking.

What surprised Su Yang and the others was that although this small shop didn't look very good, there were quite a few customers who came to buy chicken feet, and most of them were queuing up to buy them.

And, basically young people.

And the chicken feet in the glass refrigerators are all colored, and there is no other product except chicken feet.

It is precisely this kind of chicken feet with bright and unique flavor that attracts a steady stream of customers to come here to buy, even if it is long queues, it doesn’t matter.

In the shop was a middle-aged couple busy in an orderly manner.

"Let's line up too."

Su Yang looked at the long dragon-like team and said helplessly.

"But, we are rushing back to the East China Sea. Isn't this time wasting time in line?"

Long Ziyu said.

Because at this speed, it will take at least fifteen minutes for them to buy chicken feet.

"No hurry, they are old shops, so they must abide by their rules. You see, it's not written in front, and all customers will line up to buy."

Su Yang pointed to a wooden board in front, which happened to have a notice written on it.

A couple in front looked back and looked at them curiously, and then continued to slash out their respective cell phones.

At this time.

Rumble...

Suddenly, a low and shocking engine sound came from the entrance of the alley, which was clearly the sound of a super motorcycle.

In a blink of an eye, several motorcycle racing cars came, a total of seven. All of them came to the door of the shop. They were all Kawasaki's large-displacement super motorcycles, with all the racers with black leather jackets and leather pants wearing helmets and little girls with bright eyes and white teeth but exposed clothes.

The man is handsome and the woman is sexy and beautiful.

Almost all the people in line, including Su Yang and Long Ziyu, couldn't help but look at these handsome men and beautiful women, with their eyes full of stunning and envy.

Every super racing car here is no cheaper than those super sports cars, and some are even much more expensive.

People who can ride such a racing car are either very rich or powerful.

A tall and handsome young man took off his helmet and handed it to a mixed-race beauty behind him. He got off from a fiery red racing car. He glanced at the long queue with disdain, walked straight to the door of the shop, and said carelessly: "Boss Wu, give us all these goods today, don't sell them."

He pointed at the chicken feet inside the glass cabinet, looking very domineering.

"No, some people here are coming from afar and have lined up in such a long queue. If I don't sell them, wouldn't they be so heartless? Young Master Ye, I can only give you a small part, but I must give them the goods."

The shop owner said without being humble or arrogant.

It seems that these people are regular customers.

"No, today my sister's birthday is a large family gathering. They asked for your chicken feet. You must sell them all to us. This is undisclosed. As for the money, it's easy to discuss. Is the 20,000 yuan enough?"

The man who asked Mr. Ye to take out two stacks of brand new banknotes from his arms and smashed them on the glass counter.

He turned around and said to the young people queuing up: "My friends, give me less face, don't buy it here today, go to other places to buy it. Today, I've booked the venue. I'm sorry."

When the young couples lined up heard Ye Shao’s name, their faces immediately changed, they all lowered their heads and dispersed silently.
Chapter completed!