Cooking System: Street Food Rules

Jiang Feng's Big Bone Soup had indeed become a hit.

In the past, besides the hearses passing by, the area was mostly frequented by a few elderly people wandering around.

Now, every day was extraordinarily lively.

The area constantly buzzed with voices.

Moreover, because this place didn't restrict street vending, many small vendors set up shop, simply parking their three-wheeled carts on both sides of the road.

After all, there was plenty of space.

There were vendors selling deep-fried skewers, grilled cold noodles, stinky tofu, pancakes with crispy fritters—you name it.

It was like a marketplace. Utterly ridiculous.

When Jiang Feng arrived at the soup shop for work, he was astonished all over again.

How is it different every single day?

Just a couple of days ago, there were only a few live streamers and many people who came to join in the excitement.

Today, however, a bunch of food stalls had appeared! Utterly ridiculous.

A funeral street turned into a food street?

On one side, the funeral home cremated the deceased, playing mournful music on suona horns. On the other, the area teemed with activity, with many food stalls blaring music from loudspeakers to promote their offerings.

This world had truly gone mad.

「At this moment, at a suburban subway station.」

Outside this station, many people set up stalls to sell snacks.

Because the area was spacious and foot traffic was substantial, these vendors could earn some money.

But today was a bit different.

Two vendors arrived as usual to sell their delicacies, only to find that the others hadn't shown up today.

Vendor Liu Woo asked another person, "What's going on? Where is everyone? Where did they all run off to?"

"Did they find a better place?"

Whether one could make money from a stall depended first on the location and second on how delicious the food was.

Finding a good spot was crucial.

And it wasn't just about the number of passersby, but about how many were actually buying.

Take the subway entrance, for example. Many people came and go there, but relatively few bought snacks because most were in a hurry to catch the subway.

The other vendor also found it odd and called a friend.

After chatting on the phone, he understood what had happened.

He immediately began packing up his stall, preparing to move.

Seeing this, Liu Wu eagerly asked, "Where are you going? Tell me."

The man replied, "The funeral home to the east, the one about six or seven kilometers from here."

Hearing this, Liu Wu thought he had misheard.

What? A funeral home? Have you lost your mind, or have I?

He hurriedly pressed, "The funeral home? Are you sure you're going to set up your stall there?"

"What business could there be?"

The other vendor replied, "You know the restaurant owner who sets up a stall, right? He's been there recently. So, the place is swarming with people, all there to eat."

"But the queue is too long, and many can't get a spot, so they have to eat other snacks."

"The business won't be bad, certainly better than here."

"I plan to head over quickly and then come back in the afternoon."

Upon hearing this, Liu Wu had a sudden realization.

You mean Boss Jiang is there? I haven't been paying attention! Well, I'm going too! It's a perfect chance to see what he looks like in person!

Having made his decision, Liu Wu packed up his stall and rode his electric tricycle towards the funeral home.

The situation was developing in an absurd direction.

Meanwhile, the funeral home staff stood on the second floor, gazing at the bustling scene outside, utterly amazed.

"When did our place get so lively?"

"To be honest, if I hadn't tried Boss Jiang's Big Bone Soup and known why these people came, I'd have thought this place was haunted."

"I still feel like it's haunted, with so many people here!"

"It's broad daylight, say something auspicious! There's no such thing as a ghost market opening during the day!"

"This is really strange. I'm craving a grilled sausage. Who wants to go get one?"

"I'll go, I'm craving some grilled cold noodles."

The staff chatted casually.

It was a rare, lively scene, much like a fair, so naturally, they wanted to go out for a stroll.

Jiang Feng always brought in crowds.

At this moment, Jiang Feng was already in his shop, preparing the day's delicacies.

He was always creative.

Jiang Feng had grown to love cooking. He especially enjoyed seeing the satisfaction on people's faces as they ate the food he prepared.

He was quite suited to this line of work.

Today, he had also prepared many small sugar cakes.

The small sugar cakes were sweet and fragrant, bringing a sense of delight with every bite.

"Boss, there are so many people outside, and several vendors have arrived," Sun Zhuangfei reported to him.

Jiang Feng sighed. "I've seen it, but I still can't understand why."

I don't run any social media accounts, nor do I make videos. I just wanted to set up a stall quietly; how did it turn out like this?

Sun Zhuangfei probably understood, but he couldn't put it into words.

Perhaps it was because Jiang Feng himself was worth over a hundred million. He owned two very popular grand restaurants and had another under renovation, yet he still insisted on setting up a small stall. This created a sense of contrast.

Maybe it was because his cooking skills were incredible. Every dish he made was met with endless praise, attracting waves of customers as everyone spread the word.

Or perhaps it was because he was handsome.

It would be strange if someone like him wasn't popular.

After thinking for a long time, Sun Zhuangfei flattered, "Boss, it must be because of your personal charm."

Hearing this, Jiang Feng waved his hand dismissively. Sun Zhuangfei, this kid, actually knows how to say such flattering things. Quite rare.

"Alright, today we're still making Big Bone Soup Rice Noodles and little sugar cakes," Jiang Feng said.

"My pickled sour cabbage is about ready too. Later, I'll pour it into the pickle basin so customers can help themselves."

Hearing this, Sun Zhuangfei recalled yesterday's situation and said, "Boss, many people went straight for the pickled vegetables before even eating their meal."

"The pickled vegetables were gone in no time."

"Yesterday, I saw someone gulp down several bowls of pickled vegetables one after another."

"They were full before even touching the rice noodles."

Sun Zhuangfei was telling the truth.

Many people, seeing the long queue for the Big Bone Soup Rice Noodles and unable to get any, would sneakily help themselves to Jiang Feng's pickled vegetables.

His pickled vegetables were also delicious.

Whether it was the pickled sour cabbage or the sweet-and-sour pickled white radish, they were all very crisp and appetizing.

One bite and you couldn't stop.

Even a pancake bought from outside tasted delicious with his pickled vegetables.

"Alright, let's include it then. Everyone who orders rice noodles will get a small complimentary dish of pickled vegetables," Jiang Feng decided.

"Okay."

Jiang Feng had prepared the pickled sour cabbage two days in advance, making two large jars.

The method was simple. First, wash the Chinese cabbage and cut it into strips. Then, let it partially dry. After that, put it in jars, add chili, salt, ginger, and rice vinegar. Mix well and let it pickle for two days.

With careful attention to detail, the resulting pickled sour cabbage was exceptionally flavorful.

When pulled out, the cabbage stems were white and translucent. The leaves were golden yellow, curled, and disheveled. The whole combination looked very appetizing.

While eating the rice noodles, taking a crisp bite of the pickled Chinese cabbage and putting it in one's mouth was a delightful experience.

The sour and sweet flavors, with a hint of spice, were incredibly stimulating.

Saliva would almost instantly begin to flow, and one's appetite would be thoroughly whetted.

The flavor of the pickled vegetables could also cut through the richness of meat.

Almost every household enjoyed a plate of pickled vegetables with their meals.

This alone demonstrated how delicious pickled vegetables could be.

The pickled vegetables Jiang Feng prepared were made with meticulous care.

He used top-quality organic Chinese cabbage, which looked particularly fine at the time of purchase, naturally resulting in delicious pickled vegetables.

Soon, all the side dishes were ready. Jiang Feng opened the doors of his small shop, ready to welcome customers.

Seeing Jiang Feng, people immediately took out their cell phones to take photos.

And so the day's business began.

It wasn't just customers who came to Jiang Feng's stall.

Several groups of people had already introduced themselves as being from TV stations or as independent media creators, all wanting to interview Jiang Feng.

They definitely wanted to capitalize on this trending topic.

Jiang Feng politely declined.

He had no interest in being interviewed.

Nowadays, many small stall owners had become famous, including Zhou Binglun, Tianshui Master, and a skewer stall owner.

The skewer stall owner, when interviewed, stated that he only enjoyed researching grilled beef and disliked public exposure.

So, he changed the name of his shop overnight.

As a result, the number of customers visiting his stall decreased significantly, so the queues were no longer excessively long.

The skewer stall owner was very pleased with this.

It was just right.

Jiang Feng shared that sentiment.

After all, for a brick-and-mortar business, online traffic wasn't particularly useful.

Jiang Feng planned to avoid exposure as much as possible for his upcoming business endeavors, provided the system tasks could be completed easily.

It was time to match wits with the foodies.

Soon, customers entered the shop and received the Big Bone Soup Rice Noodles they had been eagerly awaiting.

The bone soup was rich, fragrant, and delicious.

The rice noodles were firm and chewy.

The pickled sour cabbage was sweet, sour, and delightful.

Every bite brought a sense of profound comfort.

After finishing their meal, customers had to sit in their chairs and pause for a moment.

Why didn't they leave immediately after finishing their meal? The answer was simple: they were stuffed and needed to recover.

Outside, the other small stalls were also doing brisk business.

The queue was especially long, so many people who arrived couldn't get the rice noodles and turned to other food stalls instead.

Besides the food stalls, fruit vendors had also set up shop in the vicinity.

Their business was exceptionally good.

Word spread like wildfire, from one person to ten, then from ten to a hundred.

The area truly became a hot spot.

By the next day, the number of stalls had increased.

There weren't just food stalls and fruit sellers, but also vendors selling popcorn and small toys.

The area in front of the funeral home had transformed into a bustling market.

When hearses arrived, no one found it taboo.

Instead, they would glance over with curiosity.

After all, the street could now be described in one phrase: bursting with life.