Cooking System: Street Food Rules

"Boss Jiang, I want an iron plate roasted duck."

"Okay, would you like cilantro on that?"

"Yes, add extra."

"What about chili?"

"Yes, add extra."

"Alright."

Jiang Feng received the order and began bustling about.

A half-roasted duck was swiftly cut into pieces with just a few slashes.

The iron plate was already doused with tea oil, and as he placed the sliced duck onto it, the sizzling sound of grilling instantly filled the air.

This sound, combined with the aroma of the delicious roasted duck, was incredibly tempting.

Jiang Feng took a teapot and poured some more tea oil over the sliced duck.

The sizzling noise grew even louder.

The customer watched the duck on the iron plate intently, occasionally glancing at Jiang Feng, feeling quite happy with the experience.

There was also a lid on the iron plate, which Jiang Feng pressed down with the handle, squeezing out the grease from the duck.

After about two minutes, the duck on the iron plate, sizzling under the heat of the oil, had taken on the color of roasted meat.

The skin remained golden and crispy, but the inside of the duck was now the color of roasted meat.

Around the duck meat was a pool of fat—some squeezed out from the duck itself, but mostly tea oil.

Amidst the high temperatures, the sounds continued incessantly.

Jiang Feng occasionally took a small spatula and adjusted the angle of the duck meat, ensuring that every piece was roasted to perfection.

Finally, he pressed it once more, squeezing out the excess tea oil.

This method created an irresistibly fragrant duck that had the customer swallowing repeatedly.

It really smelled so good.

Some snacks don't have such a strong scent, but this iron plate roast was different.

Its aroma was incredibly powerful.

The fragrance instantly wafted outwards.

Those in line, tempted by the smell, couldn't wait to get their hands on it.

Jiang Feng pressed down with the iron plate once again before starting to season the duck meat.

He added a spoonful of minced garlic first, followed by a sprinkle of cumin powder. After stirring it evenly, he poured a large spoonful of chopped green onions and a spoonful of chili all over it, then mixed again.

The scent was already pleasing, but once the green onions and chili blended in, it climbed to another level, making the customer drool.

Holding a spatula in each hand, Jiang Feng stir-fried the mixture a bit longer before scooping the duck meat into a round plastic container.

A container of fragrant iron plate roasted duck was ready.

This roasted duck had a hint of sesame flavor in its skin. During the oil-roasting process, minced garlic, pepper powder, green onions, cilantro, and chili were added, infusing all these flavors deep into the meat.

It couldn't possibly taste bad.

Moreover, the skin was brushed with crispy skin water, offering a sweet and crunchy texture, while the duck meat itself, similar in texture to roast meat, was very chewy.

Various techniques blended together to create this wonderful bowl of iron plate roasted duck.

If you come to Changsha, this roasted duck is a must-try.

The customer finally received the long-awaited roasted duck.

This half-duck cost 35, a bit more expensive than the average street stall's iron plate roasted duck.

The reason for the higher price was that Jiang Feng selected more expensive ducks.

He used better quality ducks, not those raised on hormones.

Given his reputation, the ingredients he used for cooking were at least above standard.

That was the only way to be fair to his customers.

Clutching the duck, the customer grabbed a pair of disposable chopsticks and couldn't hold back any longer.

He picked up a duck leg and bit fiercely into the meat.

The skin was crispy.

Upon biting down, the first tastes were those of green onions and cilantro, followed by the release of garlic and spicy flavors.

The garlic and chili, roasted at high temperatures, had a unique fragrance that was much more aromatic than usual.

The texture of the duck meat was also excellent.

Especially the meat on the duck leg, which was the firmest.

That one bite was unbelievably delicious.

"So fragrant!"

After tasting the duck meat, the customer was extremely satisfied.

The long wait had been well worth it.

It was truly superb!

Duck meat is hard to flavor. Take Capital City roast duck, for example; if you don't dip it in sweet bean sauce or wrap it with cucumber and shredded spring onion, eating the duck directly will taste so bland it could make you nauseous.

However, once flavored, duck meat becomes a delicious type of meat.

That's why so many famous braised meat brands on the market sell duck, like Zhou Heiya and Juewei Duck Neck, among others.

Jiang Feng's iron plate roasted duck was just like that.

Not only was it flavorful, but it boasted a variety of wonderful tastes.

Some people preferred no cilantro, others added more chili, but these preferences didn't affect its delicious taste at all.

The locals already loved it and naturally sang its praises once they had it.

Many outsiders had never heard of iron plate roasted duck before, so tasting it here was a novel experience for them.

In the queue, a few tourists discussed it among themselves.

"Iron plate roasted duck? I've never heard of that. Iron plate squid, I know!"

"I can smell it; it smells so good!"

"Whatever Boss Jiang makes, you can eat it without worry."

"Right, Boss Jiang is so down-to-earth. He has opened so many restaurants, but he still sets up a street stall whenever he feels like it."

"It's true, watching him grow his business step by step, achieving new brilliance."

Everyone discussed this animatedly.

Jiang Feng continued to cook the iron plate roasted duck at a leisurely pace.

It really smelled delicious.

He was getting hungry himself and wanted to eat a few pieces.

But there was no way; with so many people watching, and being live on air, it wouldn't look good to eat the duck on the spot.

Ugh, so annoying.

Jiang Feng continued to cook, and with another round of sizzling, the aroma of the roasted duck once again filled the air.

If it were someone else selling iron plate roasted duck, they might have become immune to the smell from daily exposure and might not even notice the aroma.

But for Jiang Feng, it was his first time making iron plate roasted duck. Since he had started preparing it that very day, he hadn't tasted it yet.

So naturally, he really wanted to eat it.

"Zhuangfei, set aside two ducks. Make sure not to cook them all."

Jiang Feng took the opportunity while reaching for the tea oil to turn his back, switch off his microphone, and whisper the reminder to Sun Zhuangfei.

"Boss, I've already set them aside," Sun Zhuangfei, busy arranging the grill, responded in a low voice.

"I've saved three."

Hearing this, Jiang Feng nodded silently.

As long as some were saved, that was good enough.

He had to make one for himself tonight.

This way of eating was indeed a first for him, and it truly tasted better than the usual duck roasted in a regular oven.

After all, the flavors of minced garlic, chili, scallions, and pepper powder made any meat delicious.

The queue moved on.

Every now and then, Jiang Feng would encounter some familiar faces.

"Boss Jiang, do you still remember us?"

Two young women in the queue greeted Jiang Feng.

He was still live-streaming at the time, and this sort of scenario with old fans stopping by had happened more than once.

"You're from Alibaba Park, right? I remember meeting you when I sold kiln-roasted chicken there. Later on, when I had my stall, we met again," Jiang Feng replied with a smile.

Liu Yao and Lin Qiaoqiao were thrilled.

"No way, Boss Jiang! You actually remember after all this time?"

"Lots of people say you have a really good memory, that you remember people who came to your stall in the city."

"With a memory like that, it's a shame you didn't become a police officer," Lin Qiaoqiao said, laughing.

Jiang Feng calmly replied, "I have a general impression. The time I set up a stall at Alibaba Park left a strong impression on me."

The official live stream continued.

The online audience found this scene quite astounding.

[Boss Jiang really is something else. Sometimes I wonder if these people are plants.]

[It's not the first time. Definitely not shills; his memory is truly good!]

[You suspect these people are plants? I suspect Boss Jiang isn't human. He might be an alien for all we know!]

[I suspect there's something illicit added to the food he makes. The police should investigate!]

[You might not believe it, but Boss Jiang has helped us police catch a criminal before and was even commended by the department. I heard the whole station went to enjoy his food!]

[In Eastern Shandong, the provincial Public Security Department invited him to cook in their canteen. Just guess what his background is.]

The bullet comments kept flowing.

Everyone enjoyed this casual chat.

[I really want to try the iron plate roasted duck! That settles it, duck for dinner tonight!]

[We don't have this dish here. I can only buy a Capital City roasted duck as a substitute!]

[Indeed, I'm so hungry just watching. I don't even know why!]

Jiang Feng continued chatting with the customers.

"How come you're in Changsha? It's quite far, isn't it?"

Liu Yao replied cheerfully, "It's the weekend, and we're your fans, so we wanted to come see you and also try some of the delicacies of Changsha. It's just perfect."

Jiang Feng also smiled. "Welcome."

People behind them were also watching the exchange.

Jiang Feng always greeted everyone with great politeness.

Also, with officials maintaining order, the atmosphere on site was good.

After a while, once Liu Yao and Lin Qiaoqiao had gotten their iron plate roasted duck and left, two more people stepped forward.

One of them said, "Boss Jiang, do you recognize us?"

Jiang Feng looked at the two people in front of him; they were also two young women.

He replied truthfully, "I don't have any recollection of you. This must be your first time here, right?"

Hearing Jiang Feng's response, the two instantly showed surprised expressions, then burst into laughter.

"We are indeed first-timers."

"We've always wanted to come, and today we finally made it through the line."

"We both want half an iron plate roasted duck!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Feng nodded. "Wait a moment, it'll be ready soon."

Orders from two people were the easiest to handle.

Jiang Feng could roast a whole duck at a time and then serve it in two boxes.

Since the ducks he bought were quite large, even half a duck was a generous portion.

Many small vendors sold cheaper ducks that were smaller and often raised with hormones, hence the lower price.

"Boss Jiang, can you really remember every customer that comes to your place?" one of the young women asked again.

"How could I? I've been in so many businesses and had countless customers. I don't have that kind of memory," Jiang Feng admitted generously.

Then he jokingly added, "But I will definitely remember you two. Next time you come, I'll recognize you for sure."

Upon hearing Jiang Feng's words, the two young women immediately began to laugh joyfully, looking very happy, their bodies involuntarily swaying.

Behind Jiang Feng, Sun Zhuangfei, having heard what his boss said, marveled inwardly.

He remembered Jiang Feng saying that he preferred quiet and didn't interact much with others.

Now, that hardly seemed to be the case.

With such eloquence, opening any shop would surely draw wealth from all directions.

He was nothing like someone who didn't usually interact with people.

In truth, Jiang Feng did enjoy quietness, but he could speak well when it was called for.

People are like that, not everything is black and white; liking something and being able to do it are two different things.

The online audience in the live stream chat also chuckled.

[Boss Jiang, is that you spouting cheesy lines?]

[He looks so honest, I didn't expect he'd be this kind of person!]

[Ah, I don't care! Next time I'm in line, I want to hear that too!]

[Those two young women are almost over the moon with joy!]

The bullet comments continued to surge.