The next day, Jiang Feng went with Sun Zhuangfei to the poultry farm early to pick out chicken at.
The taste difference between fresh and frozen goods is huge.
Jiang Feng always pursued the best flavor in food, so if fresh chicken was available, he would naturally choose fresh.
Having bought the chicken at, Jiang Feng hauled a cart full of it back to the fried chicken restaurant.
Wu Jiang and a few others had arrived early, had already opened the shop, and were cleaning up.
They were as diligent as ever.
"Boss Jiang, good afternoon," Wu Jiang greeted him.
"Good afternoon," Jiang Feng replied politely.
Then, Jiang Feng and Sun Zhuangfei got busy processing the chicken.
The fried chicken was divided into five parts: drumsticks, wings, breast, thigh, and rib.
They had purchased only drumsticks in haste the day before.
But buying drumsticks alone was more expensive; it was more cost-effective to buy whole chickens.
After all, the poultry farm didn’t have that many drumsticks to sell individually.
And supermarkets wouldn’t buy legless chickens.
So they decided to buy whole chickens and fry them all.
The chicken had already been slaughtered and de-feathered.
However, Jiang Feng asked Sun Zhuangfei to soak them and clean them again to thoroughly remove any trace of blood.
Only with thorough cleaning would there be no gay sll.
The young undercover officer Zheng Chuanlin was there wiping tables and chairs.
"You guys work hard, coming over here every day," Jiang Feng said, greeting him.
"The case is quite significant; I can’t reveal the details, but we’re pretty sure the suspect is in this area. However, we don’t dare to search rashly for fear of alarming him."
"Now everyone is hoping those people will show themselves and be caught all at once," Zheng Chuanlin said.
Jiang Feng nodded and continued to get busy preparing the breading.
"They’re persistent, alright. They’re really good at hiding; they still haven’t shown up."
"If even one of them cos out, we could follow the trail and catch them all," Zheng Chuanlin sighed.
It seed unrealistic to draw them out; the two fugitives were too cautious.
They weren’t likely to show themselves easily either.
When business hours arrived, Jiang Feng’s fried chicken restaurant opened again.
Today’s business was clearly much better than yesterday’s.
The number of delivery orders started to increase rapidly.
Almost as soon as they opened, delivery orders started pouring in.
Many deliveries were even ordered from the bar across the street.
Ma Jiang, the delivery guy, got busy. He packed the deliveries into a box and hurried off.
Apart from him, there was another young delivery guy doing the sa.
And it wasn’t just the two of them; other delivery guys in yellow and blue uniforms also ca in succession.
The rate at which the fried chicken was consud was extrely fast.
"No way, business is this good? More orders already?"
Ma Jiang had just delivered a batch of orders and, upon returning to the shop, saw several more orders waiting on the table.
He felt overwheld.
This was not quite the sa as yesterday.
Wasn’t yesterday pretty relaxed? Why are the delivery orders non-stop today?!
anwhile, in an office sowhere, so programrs were chatting.
"I’ve placed an order. Sa fried chicken as yesterday, but with a different sauce, and two more servings today."
"I’m planning to eat from that place too, what a coincidence."
"I ordered as well!"
"It’s so satisfying to eat. It would be great if it could be paired with a bowl of fried rice or sothing."
Everyone was ordering fried chicken.
Jiang Feng’s fried chicken was so delicious that when these people got hungry, they chose to order it again.
It wasn’t just the number of deliveries that increased.
The dine-in business also picked up.
"It’s this fried chicken; it’s super delicious!"
"Really?"
"You’ll know once you try it."
In the small shop, the few tables quickly filled up with custors.
Jiang Feng stood next to the deep fryer, wearing a mask, and expressionlessly began to fry chicken.
Marinating the chicken was now Sun Zhuangfei’s job; the young man had a knack for cooking and was ticulous, so he could fully et Jiang Feng’s standards for this miscellaneous task.
After all, Jiang Feng had prepared the seasonings; as long as Sun Zhuangfei followed his recipe, it wasn’t difficult.
It required attentiveness and patience.
So, Jiang Feng continued to quietly fry chicken.
He could always control the temperature just right.
With his current experience, as soon as the chicken hit the hot oil, he could tell how long it needed to fry just by observing the degree of bubbling.
The young volunteer, Zheng Chuanlin, also started to get busy.
As the number of custors increased, he had no choice but to keep busy, with hardly any ti to rest.
Sohow, it was as if people had suddenly fallen in love with fried chicken, flocking to the shop.
Nobody seed to recognize Jiang Feng and make a big fuss, which indicated that people were coming purely for the taste of the fried chicken.
Zheng Chuanlin mused to himself. In the past, they said if you mastered math, physics, and chemistry, you could go anywhere without fear. Now, I feel it’s more like if you master cooking, you can go anywhere without fear. True. No matter what, a chef will never starve. Especially Boss Jiang; he’s a top chef. It’s really impressive. Even his simple fried chicken business is doing so well.
A big shot is a big shot; no matter where he goes, he doesn’t have to worry about business.
During a brief lull, Zheng Chuanlin would glance in the direction of the bar.
This covert operation was set for half a month and was a secret mission; information about it was strictly limited on a need-to-know basis.
For this reason, Jiang Feng had even signed a confidentiality agreent.
These two criminals were involved in so criminal transactions, and it was very possible that their contacts would co to this area.
Therefore, they needed close surveillance.
If those two top-wanted criminals couldn’t be found soon, they would really have to call in favors to conduct a search.
"Waiter, clear this table, please!"
At that mont, a custor called out to the distracted Zheng Chuanlin.
"Coming," Zheng Chuanlin replied, hurrying over to help.
These plainclothes officers had thought they might have so downti at Jiang Feng’s restaurant, but who knew there would be so much work they couldn’t finish it all.
Good grief, it’s like we eagerly signed up to work for him for free!
Just then, three girls with very fair skin, looking adorable, walked into Jiang Feng’s fried chicken shop.
They all had great figures and were stylishly dressed.
Zheng Chuanlin saw the custors co in and went to the counter to take their orders.
"What would you like?"
"We’ll have two fried chicken als, less spicy."
"And three glasses of plum juice," one of the girls said.
"Alright." Zheng Chuanlin took their paynt.
The three girls’ gaze first landed on Zheng Chuanlin’s face. He has a buzz cut and looks sharp and energetic, but his looks are just average.
They then turned their eyes to Sun Zhuangfei’s face. Hmm... pretty average.
Afterward, the three of them looked at Jiang Feng.
These three girls were the type who judged heavily by appearance; for them, looks ca first. If a guy is handso, everything else is negotiable.
Jiang Feng’s deanor was excellent. He looked very clean, and his proportions were good. Most importantly, his face was also very handso.
One of the girls nudged the other two, casting a glance in Jiang Feng’s direction.
The other two caught on imdiately, smiling and nodding in approval.
A girl’s eyes were like radar, always zeroing in on the handsost guy in the room at the first opportunity.
Just then, one of the girls seed to realize sothing, her face suddenly filled with surprise.
She covered her mouth with her left hand, her right hand pointing shakily at Jiang Feng.
The other two girls were taken aback by her reaction.
What’s wrong? Could it be that this scumbag hurt you before? You were that lucky?
Then, the girl managed to blurt out, "Ah! It’s him! It’s him!"
"The viral chef!"
"The one with the food stall who also opened a restaurant!"
"It’s really him!"
Hearing the girl’s exclamation, the other two also looked towards Jiang Feng.
Now, they recognized him as well.
"Is that him?"
"Seems like it!"
"Not sure, let’s look again."
The three girls waited by the side.
There were a few other custors in the shop, all of whom heard their commotion.
Two people also stood up, looking over the tables at Jiang Feng, who was frying chicken at the back.
Soone tentatively called out, "Executive Chef Jiang?"
Hearing this, Jiang Feng smiled warmly and replied, "Hello, welco."
He sighed. Alas, I just wanted to get along with you all as an ordinary person, but all it brought was distance. No more pretending. I’ll lay my cards on the table! I’m a billionaire!
"Damn! It really is you!"
"Aweso! Can we get a photo with you? I’ve read your story; it’s really interesting!"
"You actually ca to Yangzhou!"
Everyone got excited.
Jiang Feng, however, responded, "You can take pictures of working, but no posed photos together. I still have chicken to fry."
"Thank you for your support."
Even so, the custors were very enthusiastic.
Everyone took out their phones and snapped photos of Jiang Feng making fried chicken.
This was all understandable.
Although not many people in Yangzhou knew Jiang Feng, with the internet being so prevalent, so had certainly seen him online.
Nowadays, people can’t live without the internet, and upon discovering a celebrity, they always think of posting on their social dia to show off.
The three girls, in particular, took several pictures, then updated their WeChat Monts, Little Red Book, and other social dia platforms.
They captioned it: "At the fried chicken shop, bumped into viral chef Jiang Feng."
Although Jiang Feng wasn’t an internet celebrity and didn’t have any social dia accounts, so people were used to the term and called anyone they recognized from the internet an "internet celebrity," which wasn’t a big deal.
The other custors also got excited.
No wonder the fried chicken tasted so good; it was made by an executive chef!
That made sense.
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