The lively atmosphere continued until after seven o’clock. Every single spicy crawfish had been sold, not one left. On the tables, the custors had sucked the crawfish shells clean. These crawfish could be said to have died a worthy death. Once Jiang Feng had so free ti, he sat down at the entrance.
A few girls hadn’t left yet; they were sitting at a table, occasionally glancing over at him with a laugh. As the saying goes, "the world is a giant beauty contest." aning, if you’re good-looking, you often get preferential treatnt. Of course, having both good looks and ability is like hitting the jackpot, but sotis, good looks alone can have the opposite effect.
Jiang Feng’s culinary skills were excellent, he was clean and tidy, and he was popular, so it was normal for him to have so female fans. However, Jiang Feng felt sowhat awkward about it. He wanted to cook, not to be part of so ’fan club’ phenonon. Appreciating the cooking should be enough.
When he finally had a mont to himself, Jiang Feng called Liew i at Jiangyue Terrace Shandong Cuisine Restaurant to ask about the daily operations. Liew i excitedly told him that business was booming. More and more custors were coming, and many companies and departnts liked to book private rooms at Jiangyue Terrace. Jiangyue Terrace Shandong Cuisine Restaurant had truly beco a landmark for Shandong Cuisine in the city.
Hearing this news, Jiang Feng felt relieved once again.
Today’s task has been completed. The extra reward is: [Sichuan Cuisine - Spicy Chicken Recipe].
Lately, he had basically been receiving a Sichuan Cuisine recipe every day, including dishes like boiled cabbage, chicken with bean curd, couple’s lung slices, twice-cooked pork, Mapo tofu, and pot-cooked tender fish. Considering he already knew how to make Kung Pao chicken and fish-flavored shredded pork, he could now be considered a master of Sichuan cuisine. However, his Sichuan culinary skills had not yet been revealed. People still thought he was a master of Shandong Cuisine. Sichuan cuisine was profound and diverse, boasting a huge variety of dishes. There’s a joke that a foreigner ca to Sichuan wanting to taste all its delicacies and ended up staying for three years without managing to try everything. Mastering even a few classic Sichuan dishes is already challenging enough, let alone mastering the majority.
The existence of the system saved Jiang Feng twenty years of detours.
Next week, I’ll see how things are, I should make so Sichuan dishes to get familiar with them and check custor feedback, Jiang Feng thought to himself. He needed to find another place to open a new restaurant. However, opening a restaurant could be quite expensive. Fortunately, the Shandong Cuisine Restaurant was profitable, bringing in over a million in revenue each month. That made investnt possible.
Jiang Feng just sat outside the shop, enjoying the breeze. He looked like any other small restaurant owner idling when there was no business. But in his mind, he was pondering things other owners wouldn’t even dare to consider.
I’ll open another large restaurant, and this ti in Chengdu! There were Sichuanese restaurants everywhere there, even many chain brands with high renown. But Jiang Feng wasn’t worried about chain brands that often used pre-made dishes. As long as the food is good enough and with a bit of promotion, the restaurant will take off. The key is to find chefs first.
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At this ti, the cleaning lady had just about finished tidying up the shop. Her wages were settled daily, so Jiang Feng paid her, and she left satisfied. All the tables and chairs had been put back inside the shop. So custors were still lingering, holding their phones and filming sothing. Jiang Feng casually collected the sign, unhurriedly, and closed the shop door.
"Boss Jiang, heading ho?" the owner of the pork brain shop next door greeted him.
"Yes, going ho to rest," Jiang Feng replied, leading Little Black.
"Your business is really good, and you’re so efficient! I saw you buy so many crawfish, and now they’re all sold out," the pork brain shop owner praised.
"I have so regulars, so they sell out a bit faster," Jiang Feng said with his usual easygoing deanor.
Then, leading Little Black, he went to the road, put Little Black into the back seat, and sat in the driver’s seat, ready to drive away.
"WOOF!" Little Black barked from the back.
"Pets aren’t allowed in the front passenger seat; you can’t co over," Jiang Feng, clearly understanding Little Black’s intention, responded.
"WOOF WOOF!" Little Black barked again.
"Alright, I’ll take you for a walk once we get ho," he said.
Jiang Feng drove towards ho. He was, after all, at Level 10 Canine Language and could communicate with Little Black without any barriers. Little Black lay steadily on the blanket in the back seat.
Business for the day had ended, and the remaining ti was for rest.
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The craze over the spicy crawfish was still ongoing. There simply weren’t enough tables and chairs outside the shop; even the owners of neighboring shops had offered to help. Next door, an empty shop was up for sublease. Soone had suggested renting it to place more tables inside, allowing more custors to be accommodated.
On the fourth day of selling spicy crawfish, the number of social dia creators recording with their phones started to increase. Many people wanted to interview Jiang Feng, but he always replied, "I don’t have ti. I need to fry crawfish; I can’t leave."
Today, Jiang Feng had hired an additional cleaner. He bought more spicy crawfish and prepared extra fried dough sticks. The work seed never-ending. More and more custors were arriving, causing so congestion for incoming cars. The navigation map showed the road as red and recomnded parking further out.
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Liu Lei had intended to buy more spicy crawfish today to treat his wife and son, but he was shocked to see the state of the street. A couple of days ago, when he bought crawfish, there weren’t nearly this many people. How did it suddenly beco like magic, with so many people showing up? Indeed, gold always glitters. That spicy crawfish is cooked so deliciously; it’s simply impossible not to love it after tasting it.
Liu Lei took a video of the street and sent it to his wife, saying, "Look how popular this place is now! You can’t even get a ticket to wait in line."
His wife saw the video and imdiately replied, "This is that chef’s little shop? It’s outrageous! How long is the wait?"
Liu Lei replied, "I’ll go ask."
「A few minutes later.」
Liu Lei reported, "It’s about an hour’s wait."
His wife said, "Get a ticket, and let’s go eat there in an hour."
"Alright," Liu Lei agreed.
The two decided instantly. You just have to eat those crawfish. They really are too delicious.
Generally speaking, spicy crawfish are heavy in oil, salt, and seasoning. After eating them one day, you definitely wouldn’t want to eat them again the next because the oil hasn’t yet left your stomach. But for so reason, many people didn’t feel any abdominal discomfort after eating Jiang Feng’s crawfish, even after waking up. Moreover, their first reaction when they thought of the crawfish was that they wanted to eat it again. This feeling was quite magical. So, many people would co one day and return the next.
New custors plus regulars ant the small shop always had a particularly large crowd outside. Now, many people called Jiang Feng’s little restaurant the "Divine Shop." This was an exaggerated nickna given by social dia influencers because "viral" was no longer sufficient to describe it.
Social dia influencers would say in their videos, "Today, we’re visiting a ’Divine Shop’ tucked away on a backstreet. It’s barely been open for half a month and is already incredibly popular, with tables hard to co by! Look at how many custors they have! I don’t know if anyone has heard of the owner—a chef from Eastern Shandong who commands a high price. He’s a bigshot restaurant owner with exceptional culinary skills, and he loves setting up stalls to sell all kinds of delicious food. Locals call him ’Executive Chef Jiang.’ His cooking skill isn’t just for show; he only opened this small shop recently, and it has already beco the number one place on the street."
You didn’t need to hype up such videos; the sight of the custors outside the shop told you it was the real deal. Plenty of people in the comnt section expressed their agreent.
"The crawfish are really delicious, I can vouch for that!"
"Indeed, it’s amazing. I’m a fan now too."
"The owner’s cooking skills are beyond reproach."
Upon seeing these ssages, many passersby flocked to Jiang Feng’s crawfish shop to check it out.
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At this very mont, Jiang Feng was busy inside the shop.
"Boss, give ten deep-fried dough sticks!" a custor called out loudly from outside.
Jiang Feng responded, "The deep-fried dough sticks are not sold separately and are limited per purchase. A small order cos with two sticks, dium with four, large with six, and extra-large with eight. I can’t sell you ten sticks."
It wasn’t just the crawfish that brought fa to Jiang Feng’s shop; the deep-fried dough sticks were also a hit. Many custors would even specify in advance that they didn’t want the sticks soaked in anything; they just wanted to eat them plain.
"Boss, you should open a breakfast place! These deep-fried dough sticks taste too good," a custor strongly suggested.
This wasn’t the first ti soone had ntioned this to Jiang Feng. Previously, Jiang Feng had sold breakfast—buns and millet porridge in the mountains—but he had never sold soy milk and deep-fried dough sticks before.
Jiang Feng considered it. But it doesn’t seem very profitable. After all, doing system tasks not only allows to satisfy my desire to cook delicious food but also to make a few million for myself. So, it still depends on whether it fits with the system tasks. After all, having the system and not using it would be a waste, wouldn’t it?
"We’ll see later; it’s not certain," Jiang Feng still responded unhurriedly to such suggestions.
Running a food stall or a small shop, you get to see all kinds of custors: sweet young couples, ordinary older husbands and wives, boys holding hands, and many groups of girlfriends taking photos and checking in. So people liked to chat with Jiang Feng, and so older folks liked to offer him suggestions. Additionally, several people asked if Jiang Feng was taking on apprentices. One young man was the most eager; he imdiately knelt and said, "As long as you take as your apprentice, I’ll serve you like a horse or ox for the rest of my life and care for you in your old age until your death!"
Jiang Feng quickly helped him up. "It’s uncertain which of us will live longer. You should find soone else; I don’t need an apprentice."
He’s trying to send off already? How scary. Please don’t curse , Jiang Feng thought. That’s how business is. You always encounter so strange things. Fortunately, Jiang Feng had a good attitude. No matter what, he remained composed. After all, with his wealth, money was the biggest source of confidence.
Taking on an apprentice? I’ve never considered it. First, it’s troubleso. Second, it’s very troubleso. It’s more carefree to be on my own. If I happen upon soone with potential, I might offer so pointers. But how much others can comprehend will depend on their own destiny.
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