It was 12 o’clock noon, lunchti.
In the City Managent Bureau canteen, Zhao Nan and Qian Bing returned from their duties, heading to the canteen to get their als.
They were also carrying a plastic bag, which appeared to contain so kind of delicacy.
They placed the plastic bag on the dining table, then went with their al trays to get so food.
Several colleagues imdiately gathered around.
"Zhao Nan, what delicious stuff did you buy?" one of the city managent officers asked.
"Braised at, duck intestines, and chicken gizzards," Zhao Nan responded with a smile.
"Not bad, getting sothing extra! Hurry up and open it so we can have a taste."
Those who ate at the sa table usually had a good rapport, and it was common to share any delicacies.
Zhao Nan and Qian Bing opened the plastic bag, revealing transparent al boxes containing two boxes of duck intestines, one box of chicken gizzards, and one box of chicken wings.
As the al boxes were opened, everyone dove in with their chopsticks, so grabbing a chicken wing, others taking so duck intestines, and imdiately popped them into their mouths.
Zhao Nan and Qian Bing also grabbed so ofr the braised at and took a bite right away.
With the first taste, they were amazed by the sauce on the braised at.
Although the braised at had cooled, it was thoroughly marinated and simred with a natural stock, containing no artificial additives.
Even cold, it was still delicious.
"Hmm, these duck intestines are really nice!" exclaid one of the city managent officers.
"So crisp, and well-marinated too! Where did you buy it? I’ve got to buy so myself."
At this point, another city managent officer chid in, "The chicken wings are also tasty; the at inside is thoroughly marinated. These braised items are so fragrant!"
Everyone was thoroughly enjoying themselves, enthusiastically reaching for the duck intestines with their chopsticks.
Seeing the feast, city managent officers from another table ca over to join in.
All of them were frontline workers, considered the hardest-working group in the departnt, and they all had good relationships with each other.
In just a few grabs with their chopsticks, the duck intestines, chicken gizzards, and chicken wings were all gone.
They all had satisfied expressions on their faces.
"Qian Bing, where did you guys buy this? The braised items from this shop are genuinely authentic, perfect for pairing with so drinks in the evening!" another officer said.
At this mont, soone nearby cautioned in a hushed tone, "Keep it down, the departnt has recently imposed a ban on drinking, don’t let the leaders hear you."
Everyone looked at Zhao Nan and Qian Bing, waiting for their response.
Qian Bing deliberately kept them in suspense, smiling as he asked, "Guess where I bought it from?"
"Damn it, who could guess that!"
"Stop ssing around and just tell us, I need to check out this amazing shop."
"Is it from one of those famous chain stores that sell braised items? Like those popular duck neck brands? Or so other shop?"
The crowd laughed.
At this ti, Qian Bing revealed the answer, "Rember the rice combo set stall we ate from last week when we had the morning shift? That guy isn’t selling rice combo sets this week. He’s set up a stall selling braised at near Shuize Resort. We bought this braised at from him!"
The crowd was sowhat surprised to hear this.
"Really? The guy who sold rice combo sets? His sets were so delicious, how co he’s making braised at now?"
"It’s really him? No wonder it tastes so good!"
"This guy is impressive. His stir-fries were delicious, and now his braised at is excellent too!"
"Shuize Resort? That’s not far from here. We can swing by when we’re on patrol."
They chatted idly as they ate.
After enjoying so of the appetizing braised at, they found the canteen’s dishes slightly bitter and salty, but they could still eat them.
The city managent officers were very interested to learn from Qian Bing that Jiang Feng was now selling braised at.
Zhao Nan added, "His business is booming, there were still a lot of people queuing up at his stall, all familiar custors. People are definitely hooked on what he makes; even so folks from Hongshan Park go out of their way to buy from him. They just trust him!"
Hearing Zhao Nan’s words, a nearby city managent officer nodded in agreent, "It is delicious indeed. That braised at was sothing else. If he continues in the food business, I really want to buy more."
A few of them discussed Jiang Feng’s cooking as a topic of conversation after their al.
Similar discussions were happening in many places.
Despite Jiang Feng being just a street vendor, his food was clean and tasted great, and his influence among the locals was beginning to show.
If there were a Culinary God in China, they wouldn’t erge from a hyped-up TV show. They would rise from the everyday lives of people, slowly building their reputation, convincing one person at a ti.
Jiang Feng, however, wasn’t paying attention to his growing fa.
He just felt that the braised at sold really quickly today. Even faster than yesterday.
It was only one in the afternoon, and there wasn’t much braised at left in the pot.
Pig’s trotters, duck intestines, and duck racks had long been sold out.
Chicken gizzards and chicken feet had just been completely bought out by soone.
There were only a few chicken legs left, and a little bit of pig’s head at.
After one or two more sales, Jiang Feng planned to pack up and head ho. He could use the leftover at for his own lunch, and also feed Little Black the dog.
It’s almost sold out.
Then again, business hasn’t stopped since I got here.
There are still so many custors, Jiang Feng thought to himself.
He had only planned to complete his task: sell 200 pounds and then call it a day. Considering the crowd, he had prepared a bit more, roughly 340 pounds. Unexpectedly, even with the extra, business went just as quickly.
"Boss, give half a pound of chicken feet," another custor said as he approached.
"Sorry, the chicken feet are sold out. Only chicken legs and pig’s head at left," Jiang Feng responded. "I’m about to close up!"
"Sold out?" The custor was sowhat surprised. It was only 1 p.m.! Who closes up this early?
Another custor behind him, upon hearing this, imdiately said, "Boss, give two chicken legs and half a pound of pig’s head at." He was afraid there wouldn’t be anything left to buy.
Hearing the person behind him, the first custor quickly added, "I want half a pound of pig’s head at and one chicken leg."
"Okay." Jiang Feng weighed the at for both custors and packed it up.
Then, he stepped down from the food truck, began to remove his sign, and started to close up the food truck.
Just then, another diner ca up. "Boss, rest a little later! I want two pig’s trotters!" the custor said hurriedly, thinking Jiang Feng was just taking a break for the restroom or a al.
Hearing this, Jiang Feng replied, "I’m not resting, I’m closing up. The braised at is all sold out, only three chicken legs left. Getting ready to head back."
Upon hearing Jiang Feng’s words, the custor was taken aback. "Closing up? You’re closing up now?"
Jiang Feng smiled. "All the braised at prepared for today has been sold out, so of course, I’m closing up."
"There are three chicken legs left, right? Then I’ll take all of them."
"You take two, I’ll keep one."
"Sure."
The custor paid, Jiang Feng scooped out two chicken legs for him, and then the custor left.
Jiang Feng, seeing no one was paying attention, fed the remaining chicken leg to Little Black. He had intended to save more for Little Black, but business had been too good; there was nothing he could do. The little guy had been a bit short-changed.
Little Black, however, didn’t feel hard done by at all, happily eating away in his bowl.
Taking advantage of the lull in custors, Jiang Feng cleaned up the food truck and drove it straight out of Shuize Resort.
Seeing him leave, the surrounding stall owners showed envious expressions. That guy’s so carefree! Shows up, sets up his stall for three hours, and custors line up to buy. Sells out, packs up, and leaves just like that. Running a stall like that... he’s in a league of his own! Young people these days are truly incredible!
The other stall owners continued with their businesses. Occasionally, custors would co over and ask them if there was a stall nearby selling braised at.
The owners would sigh and say, "There was, but he’s packed up already. The braised at was sold out by 1 p.m., and he went straight ho."
Hearing what the stall owners said, the custors were both surprised and disappointed.
Closed already?
Looks like I’ll have to co earlier tomorrow.
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