CHAPTER 66: CHAPTER 66 SMART LITTLE BLACK!

Around 3 p.m., the number of customers finally began to dwindle. Jiang Feng, seeing a few customers still outside, announced, "No more meat! We’ll stop after another ten orders. Thank you all for your support!"

Hearing him say this, the customers at the front squeezed forward, afraid they might miss out.

Next, Jiang Feng noted everyone’s orders and started bustling around the stove.

Soon, bowls of steaming noodles were prepared and served by Jiang Feng.

The patrons received their noodles and happily went off to eat.

Seizing this break, Jiang Feng took down the signboard and hung up a "Closed" notice.

Then he began to clean the kitchen. He scrubbed the stove, the pots, and the pans, and closed the condiment boxes.

Taking a piece of paper, he quickly wrote down the side dishes needed for tomorrow:

Pork belly, 40 pounds

String beans, 20 pounds

Green vegetables: 10 pounds

Scallions: 5 bundles

...

After listing the required side dishes and condiments, he took a photo and sent it to the meat vendor. By tomorrow morning, the vendor would deliver everything Jiang Feng needed to Juxing Shopping Mall.

With these tasks done, Jiang Feng took off his apron and chef’s hat, washed his hands, and left the food stall.

Many small stall owners observed his business.

Jiang Feng’s business was indeed booming.

He must be making at least twenty or thirty thousand a month!

At this moment, Jyang Xu, the manager of the mall, walked towards Jiang Feng with a big smile.

"Executive Chef Jiang, Executive Chef Jiang, wait!" Jyang Xu called out.

Jiang Feng stopped and looked at him.

"Executive Chef Jiang, let’s discuss something. Would you consider setting up your stall long-term in Juxing Shopping Mall? We can give you a fifty percent discount on the stall fee and hygiene fee. How about it?"

"If you agree, we can sign the contract right away," Jyang Xu said, his face full of expectation.

"Didn’t I sign a 7-day trial contract? Let’s talk after the seven days," Jiang Feng replied politely.

He had already signed a contract to run a stall there for a trial period of seven days. Jiang Feng had no intention of pursuing it long-term; as soon as the trial was over, he planned to leave.

Hearing this, Jyang Xu said, "You can renew the contract in advance. I can offer you the best location."

"We’ll talk about it later, thanks though," Jiang Feng responded calmly and then casually walked away.

He had been busy all day and was a bit tired, especially from managing several orders at once, but he was used to it and didn’t mind.

He had completed his tasks for the day.

Served patrons: 434/100

Received additional reward: [Braised Beef Noodle Recipe]

Today’s reward was the Braised Beef Noodle recipe; tomorrow, he could introduce a new dish. The Braised Beef Noodle he made was naturally different from the ones produced by Master Kong. It’s said Master Kong’s braised beef noodles don’t even use a whole cow’s worth of beef in a year. The noodles he made, however, would definitely be packed with beef.

Jiang Feng started the car, and as the in-car stereo played music by Jay Chou, he felt quite comfortable.

Busy at times, relaxed at times, with money coming in—this was probably his life.

When he got home, Little Black came out to greet him.

Seeing Jiang Feng holding a plastic bag, the little guy curiously stretched his body and sniffed. It didn’t smell anything.

The bag, labeled "Lovepet Pet Store," contained deworming medicine Jiang Feng had bought. Deworming wasn’t something you did only when there were worms; it was something to give to a dog in advance to ensure its health.

Jiang Feng went to the kitchen, found a piece of cooked meat, and stuffed the pill inside.

"Little Black!" he called.

The little guy immediately scampered over. He was growing bigger and stronger. His fur was black and dense, and he looked robust and athletic.

"Come and eat the meat."

Jiang Feng placed the meat containing the deworming medicine into Little Black’s mouth. The little guy was quite smart. He lifted his head, carefully took the meat, and even seemed afraid of biting Jiang Feng’s hand.

Once Jiang Feng let go, Little Black immediately started to chew vigorously.

Jiang Feng watched him. After a few chews, the little guy sensed something was off. He fiddled with it in his mouth for a moment, then his mouth corners parted, and the deworming medicine dropped out.

"HMM?" Jiang Feng was momentarily stunned.

This little rascal was really crafty, even knowing to spit out the medicine.

Little Black seemed to realize he had made a mistake. He hung his head low and looked up at Jiang Feng with cautious eyes.

"You sure know how to eat," Jiang Feng remarked.

Upon hearing Jiang Feng’s words, the little fellow bent down, licked up the deworming medicine, and swallowed it.

Seeing this, Jiang Feng stroked Little Black’s head.

The little guy was very sensible.

Afterward, Jiang Feng relaxed at home. In his spacious house, he quietly enjoyed some alone time. He checked his phone, played some games, and, not wanting to cook that evening, ordered takeout.

Even chefs have moments when they don’t feel like cooking.

Because ordering takeout is just too convenient!

Jiang Feng was not short on money, so he found a barbecue restaurant with good reviews and ordered about 180 yuan worth of barbecue: grilled beef and mutton, grilled beef tendon, grilled eggplant, grilled clams, and so on.

Then he just waited. The residential complex had a dedicated delivery cart. When residents in the complex ordered takeout, security guards used a special cart to escort the delivery person inside. After the delivery, they would escort the delivery person back out.

Some said security guards and delivery staff were like oil and water, but here, there was no such conflict. Moreover, coincidentally, the delivery person and the security guard on duty today knew each other. They grew up in the same neighborhood and had sworn oaths as children: one to go into business and the other into politics. And indeed, the one who aimed for business ended up delivering takeout, while the one who aimed for politics became a security guard.

It seemed fate had its own plans.

「Meanwhile, on the internet.」

The video of the food stall was trending high on local video platforms.

#StallOwner’sBusinessExplodes#

This topic ranked fifth on the local trending list. Many people clicked into the list and could see many related videos: videos of Jiang Feng swiftly shaving noodles, of police arresting fugitives, and of the incredibly long queues. People found it all very interesting.

Who would have thought a talent would emerge from the street stall industry!

Most people were just onlookers; only those who had tasted the culinary delights made by Jiang Feng knew how good his skills were.

The atmosphere in the comments section was positive.

"This noodle-shaving technique is insane! It’s like he’s using a cheat code!"

"This guy’s going to be famous!"

"His food is truly amazing! I was lucky enough to try a bun he made once, and it blew me away!"

"So it’s him! I’m going to queue up for his noodles tomorrow!"

Jiang Feng paid no attention to the online buzz. He simply finished his barbecue, played games on his phone in bed for a while, and then drifted off to sleep.

「Tomorrow would be a new day.」

The next day at 8 a.m., Jiang Feng got up, washed, and fed Little Black. Then, he drove his SUV out of the residential complex, heading towards Juxing Shopping Mall.

Today was to be another tough battle.

The ingredients and noodles were all ready. For today’s special, Jiang Feng had discontinued the hand-shaved noodles and added Braised Beef Noodle.

He had no choice; shaving noodles yesterday had been truly exhausting. With the already large crowds and many ordering hand-shaved noodles, his arm had nearly become numb from the repetitive motion. Fortunately, he had taken the Stretched Leg Staring Eye Pill, which had enhanced his physical constitution, allowing him to withstand the strain.

There’s a saying: "A big head and a thick neck; if not a boss, then a cook." Chefs were generally chubby, with particularly strong arms and waists. Although Jiang Feng had a well-proportioned physique, his physical fitness was in no way inferior to these chefs.

He entered his small stall and began to prepare the day’s ingredients, calmly and unhurriedly.

Nearly all the other stall owners looked towards Jiang Feng. Seeing his calm and composed demeanor, they all wondered how they could make their businesses as successful as Jiang Feng’s.

To run a small stall yet exude the aura of an executive chef!