Huang Yueli's stall reopened.
Business was booming.
The only difference was that she used to sell roast chicken, but now she sold fried chicken.
As time passed, the fragrance of fried chicken wafted out.
More and more Phoenixes came to Huang Yueli's courtyard.
In the beginning, everyone was still sneaky, feeling guilty and not daring to speak loudly.
However, as the number of people in the small courtyard increased, the Phoenixes held the mentality of not punishing the masses and had less and less scruples.
The Phoenixes thought that Huang Yueli was risking her life to cook for them and each of them was extremely touched as they took out their precious collection and baskets of medicinal herbs piled up into a small hill in the courtyard.
Furthermore, they were all rare herbs that were specified on Huang Yueli's list.
Huang Yueli saw it and she couldn't stop smiling.
