Food: How did I become a chef when I set up a stall?

Jiang Feng completely entrusted the preparation of ingredients to Sun Zhuangfei.

This gives me time to walk the dog and watch TV.

Who calls him the boss?

Of course, the salary that should be paid is a lot, and Sun Zhuangfei also pays five insurances and one fund.

This is different from other hired employees at fried chicken restaurants.

Although he also works at a fried chicken restaurant, Sun Zhuangfei is an official employee of Jiangyuetai Sichuan Restaurant

Jiang Feng spent a beautiful afternoon at home.

It feels good to have a little brother.

Then, he leisurely drove to the fried chicken restaurant.

There are customers outside the fried chicken restaurant.

After Jiang Feng parked the car and got out of the car, many people immediately gathered around to take photos and say hello.

"Good afternoon, Boss Jiang."

“Hurry up and start frying chicken!”

"Let's not talk about chickens and civilize you, me and others!"

"When will it open?"

"Boss Jiang, do you want to accept a disciple?"

"Boss Jiang, if you want a wife or not, as long as you speak Jinchou, I will bring it to you immediately!"

The crowd was noisy.

Jiang Feng responded with a smile.

"I have to get ready first. It still opens at four in the afternoon."

"Thank you for your support!"

Jiang Feng entered the fried chicken restaurant and closed the door again.

Sun Zhuangfei said on WeChat that the fried chicken was ready and he wanted to check the situation first.

However, when Jiang Feng walked into the counter of the fried chicken shop, a look of astonishment appeared on his face.

There were several iron basins on the ground, all filled with marinated chicken.

"I'll go, how much did you buy?"

Jiang Feng couldn't help but ask.

"Three hundred."

Sun Zhuangfei replied with pride.

"Three hundred?"

Jiang Feng made fried chicken a few days ago. He prepared about 300 fried chickens and could make set meals.

Sun Zhuangfei was kind enough to give him the task of preparing the ingredients, and he managed 300 of them by himself.

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"No, you did it all by yourself?"

Jiang Feng asked again.

"Yes, boss, didn't you tell me to buy it? I'll be there in the morning."

"I thought I could finish it, so I bought 300 of them."

"No, it's all marinated by him."

"Don't worry, boss, everything is clean."

Sun Zhuangfei explained.

Jiang Feng's explanation to him was casual, without clear details. After all, Sun Zhuangfei had been following Jiang Feng in the past few days, and Jiang Feng thought he would buy according to the previous quantity.

But in Sun Zhuangfei's eyes, this was my boss testing me.

Then I have to do a good job.

So a man bought three hundred chickens, washed them all, and marinated them.

It has to be him.

Jiang Feng didn't know what to say for a moment.

The staff worked hard and he was very pleased.

But you don't have to.

Don’t you have to work overtime again?

But Sun Zhuangfei could finish it, and Jiang Feng didn't need to do anything more.

"Well done, thank you for your hard work."

"Tomorrow is the last day, just buy 200."

"Don't be tired."

Jiang Feng praised Sun Zhuangfei's behavior.

Of course, employees who work so hard should be praised.

"Boss, I'm not tired at all. If it were earlier, I could pickle 400!"

Sun Zhuangfei felt that he was being looked down upon, and he puffed up his chest and promised.

"Need not!"

Jiang Feng waved his hand and immediately retorted.

"Only 200, don't buy any more."

"Okay, boss."

Sun Zhuangfei was moved and nodded. He felt that the boss was so kind and he was worried that the employees would be tired.

Is Jiang Feng afraid that he will be tired? He is afraid that he will be tired.

You marinate 400 of them, how long do I have to fry them?

Let those poor chickens go and give them a way to survive.

Two hundred is enough.

Jiang Feng began to prepare the batter, and at the same time, he began to prepare sauces of various flavors.

Sun Zhuangfei took out the initially marinated chicken and prepared to cut it into parts.

It is also convenient when frying in a while.

Several other young hired part-time workers also came over.

Jiang Feng's treatment is higher than what's available on the market and he's generous. Everyone still likes to work in his store.

The only pity is that the store opening time was too short.

It was over in just a few days.

Soon, the fried chicken restaurant opened for business.

The customers came early because they were worried that they would not be able to eat fried chicken.

However, today's business hours are extremely long.

The line was always queuing up and the fried chicken was always on sale.

When someone passes by, they will ask:

"Boss Jiang, can we wait in line now?"

Jiang Feng leaned out, glanced at the back of the team, counted the number of people, and responded:

"There's enough time. Today's portion is enough."

Hearing this, the regular customers were a little surprised.

"It's still there today?"

"Well, I'm more prepared."

Jiang Feng replied calmly.

He was frying chicken silently in front of the oil pan.

This time it really couldn't be finished.

There was just too much chicken.

Sun Zhuangfei was very passionate and was handling the chicken in an orderly manner.

Although these are chores with low technical content, it is quite difficult to keep making no mistakes.

At this time, another young customer came to the counter and said to Jiang Feng inside:

"Boss Jiang, if I apply for a job here, can I have fried chicken?"

"I want to apply for a job."

"As long as you can eat fried chicken."

After hearing the guest's words, the expressions of several young men who were doing odd jobs changed slightly.

Good guy, there are still business-stealers!

But it is true as this customer said, when you work here, you can actually eat the fried chicken made by Jiang Feng.

This staff meal is really delicious and can be regarded as a perk of working.

Jiang Feng didn't expect that someone would take the initiative to come and work.

He replied politely:

"No need, and the fried chicken will not be sold when it is sold out today and tomorrow, and there is no need for anyone to come and help."

Hearing what Jiang Feng said, the other guests suddenly became anxious.

"What? Not selling it anymore? Boss Jiang, with such a good business, why can't you sell it if you don't want to sell it?"

"I still want to come here every day!"

"This delicious fried chicken is no longer for sale?"

"Boss Jiang, your hunger marketing is so powerful, it really makes us hungry!"

The guests immediately said.

Setting up a stall is Jiang Feng's hobby, and he doesn't rely on it to make a living.

He also has two big restaurants.

According to Jiang Feng's idea, he would look for a place to open a restaurant, set up a stall and sell snacks, and live a relaxed and happy life.

It would only make him uncomfortable if he kept selling fried chicken.

Seeing so many people trying to stay, Jiang Feng didn't know what to say, so he replied:

"Selling fried chicken is just a hobby. Thank you for your support."

"I also want to experience other things, I hope everyone understands."

He is always so calm.

Many people know Jiang Feng’s story.

A chef who likes to set up stalls among the people.

A very down-to-earth rich man.

Therefore, it is reasonable that Jiang Feng's fried chicken restaurant will close its business soon.

It’s just that everyone is reluctant to part with it.

"I finally understand why so many diners are looking for him. It's really unforgettable."

“The fried chicken restaurant hasn’t even closed yet, and I’m already missing it!”

"Can you give me some news about where to set up a stall next time?"

"Why don't you form a group and tell me about setting up a stall?"

Everyone spoke again.

They felt the feelings of diners in Ludong and Chengdu areas.

If you want to eat delicious food, you still have to look for Jiangfeng.

"I haven't decided where to go next time."

"Maybe take a few days off."

"We'll talk about this later."

Jiang Feng continued to fry chicken silently.

The batter-coated chicken turns golden and crispy in the pan.

The chicken is fresh, the batter is fresh, even the sauce is fresh.

That's why fried chicken is so delicious.

Crispy on the outside and juicy on the inside.

Deeply loved by people.

It’s rare to find such delicious fried chicken.

If it is a fried chicken steak from a small store, it will tend to be dry.

The fried chicken in fast food restaurants is pre-made and tastes delicious, but not so fresh.

Jiang Feng marinates and rolls the batter on site.

Guests can see what's going on inside.

So I feel reassured and satisfied with his fried chicken.

After people bought the fried chicken, they ate it contentedly.

Someone said:

"It's normal. He's a great chef, so it's good if we can eat it."

"I want him to be here all the time, but I can't keep him."

Others nodded.

Even if you are lucky to be able to eat it, it is unlikely that you will be able to eat it all the time.

Jiang Feng remained calm.

He is serious about food, and no matter what he does, he always completes it meticulously.

Careful, patient, free and easy.

His ability to reach this point is inseparable from his character.

Only occasionally, Jiang Feng would stop to drink a glass of water, and then emphasize to Sun Zhuangfei:

"I'll buy 200 tomorrow. Don't buy more."

"It's really endless."

Hearing this, Sun Zhuangfei nodded and agreed.

"Okay boss, I'll buy 200."

The bar door across the street was closed.

Ma Jiang and Zheng Chuanlin, who were in plain clothes after get off work, came to Jiang Feng's fried chicken restaurant to queue up and bought several portions of fried chicken.

Everyone expressed their gratitude to Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng still responded politely.

When you open a store, it's normal to attract a few wanted criminals.

After all, the food is indeed delicious.

Waited until the last day.

Business at fried chicken restaurants continues to be booming.

Sun Zhuangfei followed Jiang Feng's request and only bought 200 chickens to marinate.

The last day of setting up stalls was spent in excitement.

This week’s fried chicken stall is over.