The Quixie Bandit Duck

Today we made a special dish from our home town, the Zanxi Bandit Duck. It's a lot of spices, and naturally it's a bit more heavy, just for me. To make this dish, Hunan-made ducks are bought. They're branded as quail from the supermarket. They smell better, they don't taste good, they smell bad. Why a bandit duck? Among them is a small story: Josie used to have a cuckoo woman who burned a good meal and opened a small restaurant by the road, which was barely sustainable because of the scarcity of people. "You fucking ducks are bandits!" Finally, Zhang Zhang, who was so upset, decided to kill and cook the ducks, until the ducks had been killed and closed their shops and converted to other businesses. And who knows that it is a blessing, perhaps because the ducks of Esano are particularly delicate, and because of Zhang's cooking, the ducks of which she burns are soft and smooth, and the scent is so sweet as to attract the food. But when a customer asks her what it is, she says, "What kind of food? The bandit duck!” I didn't know it was called, and since then, the bandit ducks have been known, and the restaurant is in the city。