Cooking System: Street Food Rules

Jiang Feng's snack stall in Hangzhou had really taken off.

After tea and meals, many people were discussing Jiang Feng.

"That chef from Eastern Shandong who opened a restaurant recently set up a stall near the university town, and business is booming."

"I saw it; I couldn't even get in line!"

"He only sells just over seventy roasted ducks a day, and then he's gone."

"My friend said the taste is really good."

In a city considered a culinary desert, Jiang Feng's arrival sparked enthusiastic conversations.

Especially those who had tried his roasted duck; they were amazed by its flavor.

Is there anything this delicious in the world?

What have I been eating all this time!

Why is his roasted duck so tasty!

It gave people the feeling foreigners get when they taste China's cuisine.

Someone once recounted going to Russia for studies; their roommate didn't understand why Chinese people took so long to cook, finding it very troublesome.

But after they made Kung Pao Chicken just once, the Russian roommate schemed about freeloading off them every day.

There was no way around it; the allure of Chinese cuisine is just that strong.

Jiang Feng's stint selling roasted duck was also drawing to a close.

He was already pondering other matters.

"Zhuangfei, next time we set up the stall, how about you take the lead?"

"Every time I'm recognized, too many people crowd around."

"Most of them don't get to eat."

"And many are just here for the hype, which isn't good for those who genuinely want to eat roasted duck," Jiang Feng said to Sun Zhuangfei.

Hearing Jiang Feng's words, Sun Zhuangfei was somewhat surprised.

"Boss, me? Am I up for it?"

Jiang Feng nodded. "What's the big deal? I'll decide what I want to sell then."

"I'll prepare it, and you can sell it."

"Just for some peace and quiet."

"It's uncomfortable being surrounded by so many people."

Jiang Feng had always been free-spirited.

He didn't engage with the internet, simply focusing on his culinary craft.

But without realizing it, his popularity had soared, drawing large crowds whenever his location was revealed.

People would also hold up their phones, capturing scenes of his small stall.

The area often became somewhat chaotic.

Sun Zhuangfei nodded. "Boss, I'll do as you say."

「The next day,」

Jiang Feng continued to bustle about with his team in his restaurant.

He kept the restaurant doors closed to prevent people from being drawn in by the aroma of roasting duck.

One by one, plump and juicy roasted ducks were placed into the roasting oven.

Whenever the oven was opened, a burst of delicious aroma would waft out.

The scent was rich and inviting.

Sun Zhuangfei and two other staff members took the ducks out one by one and hung them on rods.

The roasted ducks looked glossy and plump, their enticing aroma wafting out instantly.

Seeing this, one of the employees asked, "Boss, are we really not selling roasted ducks after today?"

"Your roasted duck business is so popular; opening a dedicated roasted duck restaurant would be profitable too."

"Or you could release the marinade recipe."

What he said made sense.

But Jiang Feng already owned two major restaurants and planned to open new, larger ones, rather than focusing on small shop businesses.

Otherwise, whether it was braised meat, steak, or snacks, he could open an incredibly popular shop for any of them.

"Roasting duck is a hobby. Seeing everyone enjoy eating it feels quite nice," Jiang Feng responded. "There's no need to open a shop; it's too much hassle."

He had indeed prepared a large batch of roasted ducks again for that day.

「In the afternoon,」

when Jiang Feng arrived, the square was already crowded and bustling with excitement.

Quite a few influencers had shown up, holding up their phones and filming Jiang Feng.

That way, they could ride the wave of his popularity.

One of the live-streamers asked Jiang Feng, "Boss Jiang, you won't be here tomorrow?"

Clearly, everyone knew Jiang Feng's stall routine.

Jiang Feng nodded and said, "Right, I won't be here."

"So where are you heading next?" the person asked again.

This was a question on many people's minds.

Although the influencers' behavior was annoying, the online audience genuinely enjoyed seeing Jiang Feng.

Everyone liked his style.

There was always an air of nonchalance about him.

He was a tycoon who owned two restaurants and was a top-tier chef, yet he preferred to run a small stall.

He even made all sorts of snacks, including ice cream. It was quite absurd.

Hearing the question, Jiang Feng calmly replied, "Hard to say. Depends on my mood."

He parked his food truck at the designated spot, then briefly maintained some order before starting to sell the roasted ducks.

Every so often, he had to address the somewhat disorderly crowd, "Please line up properly! No cutting in line!"

"Don't push!"

The roasted ducks sold at a breakneck pace.

He had prepared over eighty ducks that day, and they would definitely be sold out within an hour or two at most.

Jiang Feng's plan was to sell out early so he could leave early too.

Finally, amidst a crowd of onlookers, all the roasted ducks were sold, marking the end of the day's stall operation.

However, the mission wasn't completed yet, as customers needed time to eat the roasted duck, and many took them home.

It was only when Jiang Feng was driving on the road that the system finally announced the mission's completion.

"What are you planning to do with your three days off?" Jiang Feng, in a much brighter mood, asked Sun Zhuangfei.

"Boss, I'll just wander around Hangzhou, practice the violin, and read 'The Art of War by Sun Tzu,'" Sun Zhuangfei replied.

"When you're out and about, if you come across any particularly delicious home-cooked dishes or gourmet food, let me know," Jiang Feng said. "I'll go check it out."

"Boss, the internet says this is a culinary desert, and at first, I didn't believe it," Sun Zhuangfei couldn't help complaining, recalling his experiences over the past few evenings. "After eating out a few times, I realized many places don't taste good; only chain stores or fast food seem a bit better."

Sometimes there was no dinner provided, so Sun Zhuangfei had to eat out on his own.

His dining experiences revealed that many dishes were unpalatable.

Perhaps from following Jiang Feng and eating well, he had become somewhat pickier.

But most dishes he tried tasted quite mediocre.

"Hmm, there are certainly some impressive chefs out there," Jiang Feng replied. "It just depends."

Outside, the streets were bustling with traffic.

Jiang Feng liked being in the midst of the hustle but preferred to remain undisturbed, not wanting to become the center of attention the moment he stepped out.

"In the next two days, I plan to visit the Sichuan restaurant to hire two chefs and also work on improving some dishes," Jiang Feng looked at Sun Zhuangfei and added. "Are you going back to Chengdu? If so, I'll buy your ticket too."

"Boss, I definitely want to go back; I'll visit home," Sun Zhuangfei eagerly replied.

For him, leaving his city was rare, as he had few opportunities or reasons to do so.

Now, venturing out with Jiang Feng, he was getting to broaden his horizons.

"Alright, we'll go back together."

The two chatted casually.

After parking the food truck, Jiang Feng immediately bought plane tickets.

「The next day,」

they both returned to Chengdu.

Sun Zhuangfei went home to rest and see his family.

Jiang Feng, on the other hand, went to Jiangyue Terrace Sichuan Restaurant to check on things.

Upon arriving at the restaurant, he immediately began managing kitchen affairs: hiring new staff, taste-testing dishes, and improving flavors.

Furthermore, if a head chef wanted to introduce a new dish, Jiang Feng would offer suggestions for improvement.

Only in this way could Jiangyue Terrace maintain its vitality.

Jiangyue Terrace Sichuan Restaurant was doing very well, securing its footing in Chengdu, a city teeming with gourmet food, and was steadily becoming a signature establishment.

The income was also very substantial.

After being busy like this in Chengdu for two days, he returned to Hangzhou and rested for a day. That evening, the system's mission arrived as expected.

[Initiate Hangzhou stall setup mission (3/3): Set up a stall in the designated spot in Hangzhou for seven consecutive days, serving Kiln Chicken to 100 customers daily.]

[Mission reward: Restaurant reward]

[Gain: Kiln Chicken Recipe]

[Start of mission deadline: Within two days]

[Accept?]

A new mission was issued.

This time, it was to sell Kiln Chicken!

Jiang Feng had handled many kinds of chicken, such as Beggar's Chicken, spicy diced chicken, and Kung Pao chicken.

Kiln Chicken was similar to Beggar's Chicken, sealed and then roasted in a kiln.

The traditional method came from the Guangdong Region.

The "Kiln Chicken King" brand from that region had already become a major national chain.

And now, Jiang Feng was also preparing to make Kiln Chicken.

Conveniently, the roasting oven was still available.

Plus, Jiang Feng had obtained the Kiln Chicken marinating recipe, which would make preparation straightforward.

Jiang Feng sent a message to Sun Zhuangfei.

"It's back to work tomorrow."

Sun Zhuangfei immediately responded, "Alright, Boss."

"What are we making this time?"

Jiang Feng replied, "Chicken."

"Chicken?"

"We're preparing to make Kiln Chicken. Go to the poultry farm and arrange for 120 chickens for the first day."

"Chickens cook relatively quickly, so we can make more of them."

Seeing Jiang Feng's message, Sun Zhuangfei promptly replied, "Okay, Boss, leave it to me."

"I'm well acquainted with the owner of the poultry farm."

"Buying that many chickens will definitely be no problem."

Just after selling ducks, he was preparing to sell chickens.

This, too, was within his area of expertise.

Once he confirmed the ingredients, Jiang Feng planned to check out the stall location.

He still didn't know where he would be setting up this time.

He just hoped it wouldn't be too outrageous.