Cooking System: Street Food Rules

Fang Hui's livestream room had already surpassed 10,000 viewers.

The audience in the livestream room was quite excited.

"Visiting Boss Jiang at the funeral home late at night, isn't that thrilling?"

"Is this some kind of stunt?"

"Hahaha, who would have thought of this place?"

"This is messing with my head."

"Streamer, please don't scare me."

The barrage of comments continuously surged.

Although many netizens were scared, they couldn't help but want to watch.

This is what they call: being bad at it yet eager to play.

Fang Hui was also hesitating. Should I go or not? If I go... I've already visited several shops today. People said their food was delicious, but once I got there, I found out it wasn't Boss Jiang. I just ended up disappointed each time. But if I don't go, it feels like a waste of this tip I finally got.

In the end, Fang Hui decided to go and take a look. He had come all this way, and it was only a few kilometers anyway.

He and his assistant got into the car. They searched for the funeral home on the map and then followed the navigation, driving towards it.

"No way, dude, you're actually going!"

His assistant was still somewhat panicked.

Going to a street dedicated to funeral services in the dead of night? Who wouldn't be scared?

"Yes, just a quick look and then we leave," Fang Hui said, taking a deep breath and feigning calmness.

More and more people flooded into the livestream room.

The assistant aimed the camera at Fang Hui, and after a while, began to point it at the road ahead.

In roughly ten minutes, Fang Hui arrived at the funeral service street.

At that moment, the street seemed somewhat dim. The streetlamps were spaced far apart, so it didn't look very bright. There were hardly any cars on the road.

A few shops were still open along the street, their lights on. Through the glass windows, one could see wreaths and paper effigies displayed inside.

An eerie feeling washed over them.

Chinese-style horror: no terrifying ghosts or monsters, but it chills you to the bone.

"Bro, I'm a bit scared," the assistant said to Fang Hui.

"You think I'm not scared?" Fang Hui swallowed and replied.

Inside the livestream room, the comments swooshed in, filling the screen:

"Evil spirits, begone!"

"I'm just here for the show! If anything happens, it's on the streamer!"

"May all deities and Buddhas protect me!"

Everyone found this scene rather unusual.

Fang Hui continued to drive further in. The funeral home was at the very end, an older-looking courtyard. This place gave off a creepy feeling all around. Many taxi drivers wouldn't dare to come here at night.

Fang Hui slowed the car. He was already nervous, and at this moment, his assistant suddenly screamed, "AH!"

Startled, Fang Hui also exclaimed, "AH!"

"What are you yelling for?" Fang Hui cursed.

"Bro, I think I just saw something move," the assistant replied cautiously.

"We're two grown men, what's there to be afraid of? Believe in science," Fang Hui said, trying to reassure him and himself. "We're just here to check out a shop, not to do anything else."

As he spoke, he had already driven near the funeral home.

Then, Fang Hui parked the car by the roadside and got out.

The assistant held the phone, following him with trembling hands. The camera shook slightly, adding an ominous touch to the livestream.

"This must be the shop that person mentioned," Fang Hui said, looking at a shop with a new sign. "Big Bone Soup Shop!"

"It should be. The one right next to the funeral home," the assistant replied.

The two approached the shop.

At this time, the Big Bone Soup Shop was already closed. Jiang Feng had finished his tasks and gone home early, not lingering.

Fang Hui peered in at the entrance but couldn't see inside. The shop was already closed.

"That person was talking about this shop," Fang Hui muttered. "But I can't see inside, so I don't know if it's Boss Jiang. There really is a Big Bone Soup Shop next to the funeral home," he remarked.

Seeing this, the audience in the livestream room got even more excited.

"Oh my god, it's real! A Big Bone Soup Shop next to a funeral home? Are those bones legit?"

"Could it be... *those* kinds of bones?"

"New Dragon Inn?"

"Dragon Inn's Big Bone Soup, that stuff's super nourishing!"

"Hahaha, whether it's Boss Jiang or not, whoever opened this shop is a genius!"

"No kidding, this really seems like something Boss Jiang would do."

The bullet comments were buzzing with activity.

Fang Hui looked left and right. The door was shut, and he couldn't get in. He had no way to confirm if it was Jiang Feng. He could only come back the next day. But this place was in the suburbs, quite far. If it turned out not to be him, coming back tomorrow would be another wasted trip. So, Fang Hui still wanted to confirm.

"Who are you looking for?"

Just then, a somewhat gloomy voice came from behind them.

"AH!"

Hearing this voice, Fang Hui screamed in fright and leaped high into the air. The assistant also screamed, staggering back and nearly falling.

They turned around and saw a woman behind them. She wasn't wearing any makeup, and her complexion was quite pale. She had a cold demeanor and looked rather frightening.

She was Niu Fang, an embalmer at the funeral home responsible for applying makeup to the deceased.

"You scared me!" Fang Hui exclaimed, clutching his chest and gasping for air.

Seeing his disheveled state, the viewers in the livestream burst out laughing.

"Hahaha, the streamer got scared silly!"

"Forget the streamer, even I jumped!"

"I just busted out a Lightning Five-Whip Combo on the spot!"

"Scared the hell out of me!"

The bullet comments were especially lively.

Fang Hui turned to Niu Fang and said, "I'm here looking for someone. I heard the owner of this bone soup shop is particularly skilled, and I wanted to find him."

Hearing this, Niu Fang immediately nodded. A rare smile touched her usually impassive face as she said appreciatively, "That's right. We've been eating here for the past two days, and the taste is excellent. The bone soup they make is incredibly fragrant. I've never tasted soup so delicious. After drinking it, you feel warm all over, and it even makes sleeping at night comfortable."

Fang Hui was overjoyed to hear that Niu Fang had eaten there. He immediately asked, "Is the owner of this shop Boss Jiang?"

"Boss Jiang?" Niu Fang looked puzzled.

Seeing she didn't recognize the name, Fang Hui was a bit disappointed. He took out his phone, found a video of Jiang Feng, and showed it to Niu Fang. "It's him, Boss Jiang. He's a very talented chef."

Niu Fang looked at the screen. Upon seeing Jiang Feng, her eyes filled with surprise. "Yes, he's the owner of this shop! Is he famous?"

Hearing Niu Fang's words, Fang Hui's eyes instantly lit up, widening as if they were shining with excitement. He stepped forward eagerly and pressed, "Are you sure it's him?"

"I'm sure. He's quite handsome, so he left an impression," Niu Fang nodded.

Fang Hui danced with excitement, his whole body buzzing with exhilaration. He turned to the livestream camera and said, "Brothers, we found him! Boss Jiang is right here! I can't believe I actually found him! I have to thank that netizen called Amazing Detective Di Renjie; you truly are an amazing detective. Thanks to your recommendation of this county, Boss Jiang really is here with a stall!"

The livestream viewers also erupted with joy.

"Seriously? Boss Jiang is there? Streamer, you better not be pulling my leg!"

"I won't believe it until I see him in person!"

"Yeah, keep up the act. It's pretty convincing!"

"Finding a closed shop this late and claiming it's Boss Jiang's? That's a bit too fake!"

Obviously, most viewers were skeptical.

Fang Hui wanted to prove it, but he couldn't; the shop was closed. Besides, judging by Niu Fang's demeanor, she didn't seem to be lying.

At this moment, Niu Fang had yet to realize that her well-intentioned help would mean she'd nearly miss out on bone soup rice noodles for the next few days. Once this location was exposed, she'd have to queue if she wanted rice noodles.

Fang Hui thanked Niu Fang and then drove off. Regardless, he would return tomorrow to investigate further.

Fang Hui said to his livestream audience, "He should be right here. If I couldn't find him in the city, he'd definitely be in the suburbs. I've been searching all day and asked at probably twenty small eateries. The probability of finding him was already pretty high to begin with. Looks like I won this round."

Fang Hui was full of joy.

By now, some bored netizens had already run off to inform other livestreamers. Once their comments appeared, others also learned about Jiang Feng's stall location.

Jiang Feng's little stall was destined to be bustling the next day.

At this very moment, Jiang Feng had no clue about what was happening outside. He was at home, bathing his cat and dog.

Little Black was fine, already accustomed to baths.

The moment the kitten realized it was bath time, it shot off like a startled rabbit, practically doing a burnout as it scrambled into its cage. It was clear it disliked bathing. Giving it a bath felt like trying to murder it.

Little Black gave the kitten an innocent look, then turned to Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng tilted his chin toward the direction the kitten had fled and issued a command: "HM?"

Receiving the command, Little Black immediately darted off. It returned shortly after, gently carrying the black kitten in its mouth.

Jiang Feng took the kitten, tested the water temperature, and then began to wash its fur. The kitten tilted its head back, bared its teeth, and even revealed a tiny canine tooth, as if trying to look threatening. That look, however, was quite adorable.

Little Black, on the other hand, was much more cooperative; or rather, it seemed to enjoy it. Jiang Feng had prepared a special bathtub for it, filled with warm water and bubbles. Little Black got into the tub, immediately lay down on its back, closed its eyes, and wore an expression of pure bliss.

It was as if it were saying, "Ah, master, a little more pressure, please."

Amidst all the busyness, life still had its amusing moments. Business at his stall wasn't busy this week, so Jiang Feng had plenty of time to look after his pets and spend time with his cat and dog.

「Until the next day.」

The sun rose as usual.

Sun Zhuangfei went to purchase fresh ox bones and other ingredients.

Jiang Feng, unhurried, got into his car and headed toward the shop.

「Right then, outside the funeral home, it was crowded with people.」

Those in the know understood these were diners drawn by Jiang Feng's fame. Those unaware might have thought it was the cremation of a gang boss, with his underlings coming to send him off.

It was quite a grand spectacle.