#Finding Boss Jiang Info Group#
"Boss Jiang appeared, setting up a steak stall at Liulang Bay, and business is booming!"
"Reliable news: it’s his first day setting up shop, and following his usual pattern, he’ll be there for six more days!"
"A chef cooking steak? This has got to be worth a taste!"
"I’ve got a video here—goodness, he’s really making a splash!"
The mbers of the group discussed excitedly.
Before long, a guy posted a video in the group. The video showed Sun Zhuangfei playing the violin next to Jiang Feng’s food truck. Everyone watched as Jiang Feng busied himself cooking steaks in the food truck while a young man in a tailcoat played the violin beside him. The scene was quite amusing.
"Are they going this big this ti? Is there a performance too?" soone imdiately comnted.
"Seems like that’s an employee. Pretty creative, though."
"Selling steak on the food street is crazy enough, and now with a live performance!"
"Is Boss Jiang starting his antics again?"
The chat in the group was lively.
It wasn’t just the group; the video quickly went viral on Douyin. People found it quite refreshing. In an internet saturated with mundane content, users often watch videos purely for amusent, and this type of video was exactly what they enjoyed. Consequently, its popularity surged almost imdiately upon release. Coupled with Jiang Feng’s existing fa, the video’s viewership skyrocketed.
Netizens were blown away.
"No way, have food stalls really evolved to this point now?"
"I don’t believe it, because I haven’t tried it!"
"My goodness, it would be against all reason if this stall owner doesn’t beco a hit!"
"He’s already a hit!"
"Young people nowadays really know how to do business."
"He’s no ordinary person; not only is his culinary skill exceptional, but he also owns a restaurant and is very wealthy."
Netizens in the comnt section were discussing fervently. The more they chatted, the more delighted everyone beca.
Jiang Feng never imagined he’d attract another wave of traffic. Sun Zhuangfei also gained so fa. This guy wasn’t just ticulous and earnest in his work; he also had so quirky, imaginative ideas. He always managed to do so unexpected things.
To save up enough money to buy the restaurant, the stall had to continue. Jiang Feng also genuinely enjoyed setting up his steak stall; the cooking wasn’t complicated, almost like making simple snacks. He’d sell out in an hour or two, and then he could wander the food street to enjoy other delicacies, which felt great.
The next day, Jiang Feng went to pick up Sun Zhuangfei specifically.
"Can you drive?" Jiang Feng asked.
"No, I haven’t passed my driving test yet."
"Alright, you sit tight. I’ll drive."
"Boss, how can I let you drive? I... I..." Sun Zhuangfei wanted to do sothing but, after thinking for a while, ca up with nothing. So, he simply sat down securely.
"I’m seated, Boss," he said, nodding.
Jiang Feng drove the food truck straight towards the food street.
The food street was likely the most suitable place to set up a stall. Different cities have different regulations. In Chengdu, for instance, you can’t just set up a stall anywhere; you have to go to designated areas and complete the necessary paperwork. Jiang Feng also quite liked setting up his stall on the food street. It wasn’t an issue for custors to queue there, and the neighboring stall owners also welcod more patrons. The greater the flow of people, the more they could sell.
Even before the truck arrived, people were already waiting. It was the sa familiar scene. Soon, people began to line up to buy steaks.
anwhile, a few blocks away, in a red Ferrari, Du Wei, a young wealthy heir dressed in designer brands and expensive sunglasses, frowned upon hearing his sister’s request.
"You want to go where? A food stall for steak?" There was a hint of disbelief in Du Wei’s eyes. It was the first ti he’d ever heard of eating steak at a food stall.
"Oh, co on, Bro! I just want to eat steak. Are you coming or not? If not, I’m going by myself," Du Yuxuan, sitting in the passenger seat and dressed immaculately, replied.
"If you want steak, go to an authentic Western restaurant. Who goes to a small stall?" Du Wei imdiately said. "I’ll take you to Taikoo Li; they have a decent steakhouse there."
Both were typical wealthy heirs, with no shortage of money. Their parents’ only expectations were for them to live well, avoid thinking about entrepreneurship, stay on the straight and narrow, and otherwise do as they pleased.
"I want to go to that one. I’ve seen it online several tis, and I really want to try it," Du Yuxuan pleaded again. "Please co with ?"
"Alright, alright, we’ll go," Du Wei relented. "You should watch less stuff online; don’t get brainwashed."
"I’ve seen that stall owner many tis, and my friends also recomnded him. It’s bound to be good," she asserted.
Starting the car, Du Wei headed straight for the food street.
Once Du Wei parked the car, many passersby imdiately turned to look his way. After all, a red Ferrari tends to attract a few extra glances. Their attire was quite ordinary; although they wore designer brands, the styles were everyday, not like those trendsetters who might step out wearing sothing as outlandish as a plastic bag.
They walked into the food street and, before long, spotted Jiang Feng’s stall. It was hard to miss—a sea of people. The queue was exceptionally long, forming a striking contrast with the other small stalls. The other stall owners were initially surprised, but they soon stopped caring. It couldn’t be helped; with his level of preparation and the buzz he generated, it was difficult for him not to be popular.
Du Wei waited in line, looking curiously at the small tables and chairs in the distance. How can these people sit by the roadside eating steak? Can it actually be good?
Du Yuxuan, on the other hand, was full of anticipation.
"Look at that boss! He’s really popular, has great culinary skills, and even owns a restaurant," Du Yuxuan inford Du Wei.
Du Wei scoffed, "If his culinary skills are really that good, why isn’t he working at those top restaurants preparing custom als? Top chefs there make more than a hundred thousand a month."
Du Yuxuan imdiately responded, "Not everyone is obsessed with money. He just enjoys running a stall and letting more people taste his delicious food. That’s a true chef."
If Jiang Feng had heard this, he would have probably refuted it in his mind. No, young lady, you’re mistaken. I actually do like money.
Du Yuxuan would never imagine that Jiang Feng could earn ten million in a week from running this stall—far more than what top chefs at fancy restaurants make.
The two of them moved forward with the queue. The steaks were prepared quickly. Du Wei still harbored doubts about the stall.
About half an hour later, they finally reached the front of the line.
"Boss, give two of your secret recipe steaks," Du Yuxuan said imdiately.
"Okay, please wait a mont," Jiang Feng replied, his tone still gentle.
Du Wei scanned the code and paid, all in one smooth motion. Du Yuxuan stared at Jiang Feng for a few more seconds.
After they found a place to sit, Du Wei seed to realize sothing. "You didn’t just co here for the steak, did you? You’re here to check out the handso guy, aren’t you?"
"Both were incidental," Du Yuxuan replied with a laugh, her motive discovered.
Soon, Sun Zhuangfei brought over two sizzling hot plates of steak. Admittedly, the stall looked sowhat rudintary in every aspect, but the steak itself was an entirely different matter. The steak was already sliced, the texture of the at clearly visible from the side. The sliced section was a beautiful, tender rosy pink. Piercing it with a disposable fork released a small amount of savory juice from the beef.
"It does look good!" Du Wei exclaid in admiration. This was his first ti eating steak like this: disposable forks, disposable plates, a little stool by the roadside. He wouldn’t have even dared to imagine it in the past.
They had ordered the secret recipe steaks. Jiang Feng had marinated the steak in advance with milk and eggs, making it extrely tender. Thus, the first bite revealed a delicate milky flavor.
Du Wei tried a piece and was instantly captivated by its taste.
What the heck? He was taken aback for a mont. This steak... there’s sothing special about it! No, it’s exceptionally good! The beef’s texture was incredible, and the aroma wafted enticingly from the steak. Du Wei hadn’t had high expectations, so this was a pleasant surprise.
"This is really good!" he couldn’t help but exclaim.
Du Yuxuan smiled broadly, delighted. "It really is delicious! No wonder my friends recomnded it. This is way tastier than steak from a Western restaurant."
Just then, all the small tables filled up. Seeing his chance, Sun Zhuangfei first adjusted the bow tie at his collar. Jiang Feng glanced at him. This guy is acting quite solemnly. Anyone who didn’t know better might mistake him for Detective Conan!
Then, Sun Zhuangfei took his violin out of its case on the truck and began to play.
A food street is generally too noisy to properly appreciate music. But at such tis, it wasn’t the music itself that delighted people, but the atmosphere. After all, it was just a food stall; having a musical performance was already quite extraordinary. What more could one ask for?
As the music started, the custors began to cheer, and everyone turned to look.
Du Wei ate his steak, soaking up the lively atmosphere. For so reason, a relaxed smile couldn’t help but appear on his face. It just felt so comfortable eating steak here. There was a sense of bustling excitent, more comfortable even than eating steak at upscale Western restaurants.
Du Yuxuan was ecstatic. This stall is so interesting! The steak is delicious, and the performance is enjoyable. The music might lack technical skill; it’s all raw emotion. Still, it’s cheerful to listen to.
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