CHAPTER 325: CHAPTER 325: AN UNEXPECTED SCENE!

Jiang Feng’s business indeed returned to normal.

Because with a slight disguise, people wouldn’t make too many connections.

Usually, customers who came for pancakes would just stand and wait, not staring excessively at the stall owner.

The scallion pancakes and egg-filled pancakes were especially popular.

There were always three or four people queuing up from time to time.

You see, people seek convenience when eating pancakes; they generally avoid a stall if it’s too crowded.

But Jiang Feng’s pancakes tasted so good that even with a line, customers would still come over.

So Jiang Feng operated his stall for three straight days.

The number of people coming for pancakes visibly increased.

Of course, this increase meant at most five or six people surrounding the stall, which was far from the long queues seen before.

After all, most people who came here were tourists.

These tourists wouldn’t visit a second time; they would just remember that "at the entrance to Orange Isle’s southern tip, there’s a particularly tasty pancake stall."

Sometimes, patrons would even exclaim, "Boss, your pancakes really do taste good!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Feng didn’t respond.

Running the stall had been going very smoothly.

But sometimes, coincidences happen.

Just recently, a dangerous criminal had fled to Changsha, and the police were in pursuit.

The information the police had was that this person was quite tall, well-built, and very skilled at disguising himself.

The internet would occasionally feature videos of police incidentally capturing wanted criminals. This suggested that, in reality, quite a few wanted criminals were still at large.

On the sixth day Jiang Feng ran his stall, his business had already become very good.

Basically, as soon as he arrived, customers came one after another.

After all, such delicious scallion pancakes and egg-filled pancakes were hard to come by.

Some people, after trying them once, even made a special trip to Orange Isle’s southern tip every day just to buy his pancakes.

Today was indeed a weekend.

Police officer Yang Fei brought his girlfriend for a stroll at Orange Isle’s southern tip, planning to walk around the island. After all, as a grassroots police officer, it was rare for him to have a weekend off.

As the two were about to go onto the island, their attention was drawn to Jiang Feng’s stall.

Yang Fei, in particular, initially thought it was some kind of commotion. Upon closer inspection, however, he saw the stall owner wearing a hat and a full beard.

With his experience, Yang Fei could tell at a glance that the full beard was definitely fake.

After all, Jiang Feng’s complexion was very fair and wouldn’t suit such a full beard; it seemed incongruous.

Something occurred to Yang Fei. "No, something’s wrong," he said, looking towards Jiang Feng’s stall.

"What’s up?" his girlfriend asked, puzzled.

"Look at that stall owner. It’s such a hot day, yet he’s wearing a hat and sporting a fake beard."

"Do you remember I told you about a wanted criminal in the city who is good at disguising himself? I warned you that if you saw someone with a full beard, you should steer clear of them," Yang Fei explained to his girlfriend, keeping a close watch on Jiang Feng.

"Are you saying... that person could be the wanted criminal?" Worry flickered in his girlfriend’s eyes.

"Possibly. I need to verify it," Yang Fei nodded.

"Isn’t that too dangerous? Maybe you should call the team," his girlfriend said with concern.

"Don’t worry. In broad daylight like this, if he really is a wanted criminal, passersby will help me."

"Plus, if I catch him myself, that’s definitely a third-class merit at the end of the year. The opportunity for a commendation is right here!"

Yang Fei immediately headed towards the pancake stall.

His girlfriend’s heart leaped into her throat.

After all, in a peaceful society, the mere mention of wanted criminals would always scare ordinary people.

Yang Fei quickly arrived beside the pancake stall.

Not wanting to startle his quarry, he simply queued up with the crowd.

"Boss, give me two egg-filled pancakes with sausage," Yang Fei ordered.

"Okay," Jiang Feng replied in a lowered voice.

Yang Fei observed Jiang Feng carefully. The beard was indeed fake. The height and other features also matched. However, the eyes didn’t quite look right. But since wanted criminals often wore glasses and wigs, it was hard to discern his true gaze.

"Boss, where are you from?" Yang Fei pretended to inquire.

"I’m from Eastern Shandong," Jiang Feng answered.

"Why wear a fake beard in such hot weather?" Yang Fei dropped the pretense and asked directly.

"A fake beard?" As Yang Fei’s words registered, a few people nearby suddenly became interested. The beard of this pancake stall owner is fake? they wondered. Among the customers were two regulars who ate pancakes here every day but had never paid close attention to Jiang Feng’s appearance. After Yang Fei pointed it out, everyone sensed something was amiss.

Yang Fei’s body tensed. He was ready to apprehend Jiang Feng if he made any move to run or any other suspicious action, as he was not yet sure if this person was the wanted criminal.

The atmosphere grew tense for a moment.

Jiang Feng also felt something was off. This guy’s gaze is rather severe, he thought. He glanced at Yang Fei calmly and did not respond. After all, he felt no need to explain himself to others.

Just then, someone from behind suddenly exclaimed, "Holy cow! Aren’t you the Culinary God, Jiang Feng?"

"Boss Jiang?"

Hearing this person’s words, the image of Jiang Feng immediately came to the minds of others.

Then, looking at Jiang Feng, the image from their minds overlapped with the man before them.

Aside from the beard, the stature, demeanor, and movements were almost identical.

Only then did they belatedly realize.

"Holy cow! Boss Jiang!"

"I wouldn’t have recognized you if not for the fake beard!"

"This is too much! Dressing up in disguise to set up a stall!"

A few people got excited, and two of them immediately took out their phones to start recording.

Yang Fei was also a bit stunned. Boss Jiang? No way... Is it him? he wondered.

Jiang Feng, realizing he had been recognized, graciously admitted it.

He took off his hat and removed his fake beard, revealing a clean and handsome face.

Then he looked towards Yang Fei and said, "Your eyes are quite sharp to have recognized me."

Hearing Jiang Feng’s words, Yang Fei didn’t know what to say for a moment. Recognized him? I didn’t recognize him at all! I just wanted to ask because I saw someone in disguise—it’s an occupational hazard. Turns out it’s not a fugitive, but a famous chef. There goes my third-class merit. Yang Fei had a mix of feelings and couldn’t quite describe his current mood. It’s just... pretty complicated.

At that moment, Yang Fei’s girlfriend also ran over.

She came to the stall, took out her phone, and started taking pictures of Jiang Feng.

"Oh my God, it’s Boss Jiang!"

"He’s really still running a stall!"

"I’ve always wanted to see him!" Yang Fei’s girlfriend exclaimed.

She was excited, and the nervousness she had felt just moments before was now completely out the window.

Soon, the video was uploaded online.

#LatestVideoOfBossJiangAtHisStall

#CulinaryGodInDisguiseAtStall

#JiangFengRecognized

Many people were looking at related hashtags.

Everyone found it pretty amusing.

Seeing Jiang Feng in the video with a fake beard and a hat, netizens had a good laugh, leaving comments like:

"Boss Jiang is getting more and more unconventional, coming up with this trick!"

"My man, I was wondering why there was no news of him!"

"This is truly keeping a low profile!"

"Looking at the scene, it seems someone with sharp eyes spotted him!"

"Whoever noticed him has got great eyesight; they would make an excellent cop!"

"Hahaha, every time I see news about Boss Jiang, it’s so cheerful, always unexpected!"

The comments from netizens were exceptionally lively.

Soon, a large crowd gathered around Jiang Feng’s stall. Many were just there for the spectacle—taking pictures and hoping to see the hottest chef around. If they could snag a pancake, that would be the icing on the cake.

Jiang Feng didn’t run his stall for too long today. Facing everyone’s cameras, he announced, "Tomorrow will be the last day I set up the stall here, just for one day. Thank you all for your support."

Then, he mounted his tricycle and left.

However, Jiang Feng clearly hadn’t expected that, due to the tricycle’s slow speed, quite a few people would follow him.

Walking speed definitely wasn’t enough, but there were shared bikes on the side of the road.

So, an unimaginable scene unfolded to everyone’s surprise: a young man rode a tricycle in front, followed by about twenty people on shared bikes.

Passersby who saw this scene thought it was some sort of shared bike race.

"Look over there, what are all those people doing riding bikes together?"

"Is it a race? They’re pedaling so fast!"

"And they’re all holding phones, what are they filming!"

Jiang Feng was bewildered. What the heck? Why are they all following me on bikes? Isn’t this outrageous? he thought.

Jiang Feng looked back and saw at least twenty people following him.

Someone on the sidewalk captured this scene, and soon, the video was uploaded online again.

Netizens loved watching such humorous scenes. No one had expected the situation to be so funny, and Jiang Feng’s bewildered expression, in particular, made everyone laugh even harder.

The comments poured in:

"Go for it, capture Boss Jiang alive!"

"Hahaha, this is hilarious!"

"So interesting, I want to ride along too!"

"People really have too much free time!"

"If you’re bored on the weekend, why not have a bike race!"

Soon, Jiang Feng wasn’t far from the farmhouse he had rented.

He stood up on the pedals to speed up and took a turn. He quickly opened the door, pushed the tricycle into the yard, and locked the door behind him.

To prevent anyone from climbing the wall and seeing his food truck, he also parked the tricycle in a large room and locked its door.

Then Jiang Feng went back to his bedroom and didn’t come out again.

The whole sequence was completed in one smooth motion, as if he were truly a fugitive being chased.

"Phew, that was quite thrilling!" Jiang Feng remarked.

His fans, following on shared bikes, arrived after he turned the corner, only to find Jiang Feng had vanished without a trace.

"Where is he?"

"Boss Jiang!"

"He disappeared?"

"No way, he was that fast?"

"I just wanted to get a pancake!"

They all stopped their bikes, looking at each other in bewilderment. After a fruitless search, they had no choice but to ride away.