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

Jiang Feng is thinking about opening a restaurant.

Various invitations came one after another.

In addition to some commercial activities, there are also several variety shows that have extended an olive branch to Jiang Feng.

For example, "Chinese Restaurant", "Cooking Competition", and even programs where Chinese and foreign chefs compete.

Jiang Feng has never participated in competition programs.

He believed that if the chefs who went there were all talented chefs, they should all have their own merits, and there was no need to compete with each other.

And programs like "Chinese Restaurant" are all full of celebrities. Whether they are promoting local food characteristics or going abroad to promote Chinese food culture, Jiang Feng still likes to watch them.

As for participating on his own, Jiang Feng felt it was a bit awkward.

So I refused.

Jiang Feng has been looking for a suitable place these days. Business is not easy to do these days, so renting a restaurant is quite simple.

But Jiang Feng is more thoughtful. He doesn't plan to rent, but plans to buy, which will take a lot of effort.

Moreover, his cash flow was somewhat insufficient, and the system had not yet appeared, so Jiang Feng thought about making some money.

Being a boss is not that easy. When you need money, you still have to work.

Of course, he has a lot of assets, but he doesn't have much cash. He can cash them out anytime he wants, so he's not short of money to spend.

"Gotta make some money."

“Otherwise I can’t afford to buy a building.”

Jiang Feng thought to himself.

"City special performances, variety show invitations, commercial activities."

“It’s more comfortable to make money from the system.”

Jiang Feng stretched and continued to cultivate for a few days, eating and shopping here.

Afterwards, Jiang Feng thought about setting up a stall to buy some snacks.

He still likes the feeling of setting up a stall.

It’s best if there are fewer people.

At worst, if you switch to a food truck and wear a mask, you shouldn't be recognized so easily.

Jiang Feng had already figured out what to sell.

At night, the system sound suddenly sounded.

"System upgrade completed."

“Start the city stall task: set up a stall at a designated location in Changsha, selling 100 pancakes and egg-filled pancakes every day.”

"Get recipes: pancake recipes, egg pancake recipes."

“Get a food truck: a three-wheeled food truck.”

"Task reward: gold crotch protector*1, random intangible cultural heritage craft*1"

"After the system is upgraded, Chinese intangible cultural heritage technical skills will be unlocked."

Jiang Feng was a little surprised when he heard this voice.

System upgrade successful?
After upgrading, it actually unlocks intangible cultural heritage skills.

This is pretty good.

However, what the hell is this golden crotch protector? Could it be the golden briefs worn outside?

It doesn't matter, as long as it's gold, the shape doesn't matter.

"Finally the upgrade was successful."

“The new features unlocked are pretty reliable.”

Jiang Feng said with a smile.

He had heard that the system was going to be upgraded before, and he had many wild ideas.

For example, the system unlocks the time-travel function, allowing him to travel to the long river of history to set up a stall and complete tasks. It is quite interesting to think about it.

Or call a few powerful ancient people over and let them experience modern cuisine.

Now, none of this is possible.

The food stalls set up this week are also simple, which are pancakes and egg-filled pancakes that are common on the street.

Available almost everywhere.

This also shows that pancakes and egg-filled pancakes are really delicious and have a huge audience.

Of course, the taste produced by different people will definitely be different.

After Jiang Feng learned the recipe, he thought about it secretly.

"The making of pancakes is very similar. What affects the taste should be the raw materials."

"For example, batter, pancakes made from fresh batter will definitely taste different from those made from batter that has been left for a long time."

Jiang Feng has a deep research on food.

He knows how to make food taste the best.

Sun Zhuangfei has gone back to the Sichuan Restaurant. He likes to work in the Sichuan Restaurant now, and Jiang Feng has no intention of calling him again.

Making pancakes can be done by one person.

Moreover, Sun Zhuangfei can now be recognized by others. Everyone knows that he is Jiang Feng's assistant, and his physical features are unusually obvious.

If you really take him to spread pancakes, he will be recognized immediately without anyone having to say anything.

What's more, who is going to spread the pancakes and bring an assistant?

Isn't it pure that there are three hundred taels of silver in this place?

Just do it yourself.

Jiang Feng made a plan and began to prepare related matters.

The system is so considerate that even a tricycle is ready.

Jiang Feng rented a small yard and the kitchen was fully equipped with tools.

There are quite a lot of small farmhouses in Changsha.

Taking out the tricycle in a deserted place, Jiang Feng was a little speechless.

"No, it's human."

"At least get an electric three-wheeler!"

He can accept it.

After all, the stall is not far from here.

The place where Jiang Feng sets up his stall is at the entrance of Juzizhoutou. He also wanted to set up a stall in Juzizhoutou, but the regulations didn't allow it!
Changsha is a city that is very tolerant of stalls. There are stalls everywhere, and the atmosphere is full of fireworks.

Juzizhoutou is a scenic spot due to internal regulations and requires cooperation.

Jiang Feng plans to keep a low profile this time.

So, prepare batter, eggs, chicken tenders, ham and various other ingredients.

Jiang Feng planned to set up a stall.

He prepared the batter himself and followed a systematic recipe, making the pancakes softer and more glutinous.

The chicken tenders are also carefully prepared and taste better than regular chicken tenders.

The ham is just ordinary Shuanghui ham sausage. If the customer wants it, it can be added to the pancakes.

By the way, I bought a dozen packs of Weilong spicy strips, the small ones. Some customers like to add Weilong spicy strips to pancakes, which is also a fresh way to eat them.

At about nine o'clock in the morning, Jiang Feng got on his tricycle and headed to the stall location.

The scenery along the way is very good.

If there is any shortcoming, it is probably that there is a big uphill slope on the way there, and you have to stand up and pedal to get up.

At this moment.

On the way, a couple was sitting in a car going to work and saw Jiang Feng riding a three-wheeler next to him.

"It's not easy for the current stalls to sell pancakes in the morning."

The wife sighed, feeling a little sorry for the suffering in the world.

"This man looks quite young. If he doesn't find anything serious to do at a young age, he just sets up a small stall. There is no development."

The husband complained disdainfully.

"What's wrong with setting up stalls? There are many people who earn 20,000 to 30,000 yuan a month from setting up stalls, and isn't that particularly popular Boss Jiang just starting out by setting up stalls?"

"Just listen to the monthly income of 20,000 to 30,000 yuan. Boss Jiang is very rich in his own right. Setting up a stall is his hobby. His cooking skills are also very good. Is that something that others can match?"

The two were arguing in the car.

"This kind of stall has little development. Who can set up a stall if they can find a job?"

The husband said again.

Little did they know that the protagonist of their chat was none other than Jiang Feng, a young rich man with a net worth of over 100 million.

But it’s normal. What kind of rich man with a net worth of over 100 million sells pancakes on a three-wheeled bicycle?

Jiang Feng was very fast all the way.

For him, pedaling three rounds is actually not tiring. After all, he has good physical strength.

But when encountering an uphill slope, it will be more comfortable to stand up and pedal.

My butt always feels unsteady when sitting.

After climbing the slope, he continued to move forward.

Climb aboard my beloved tricycle~
It will never be stuck in traffic~
This feeling of not having too many people paying attention is really quite comfortable.

As he said to Sun Zhuangfei, "I am a person who likes peace and quiet."

Soon, Jiang Feng arrived at his destination.

There are quite a few stalls here.

Those selling grilled sausages, roasted sweet potatoes, fried noodles, fruit platters, and corn.

As it happens, no one else is selling pancakes.

This is a good thing.

After all, peers are most likely to be hated by others, and if there is competition, there may be unnecessary disputes.

Jiang Feng found a place to park the car.

His location is not particularly good, far away from the entrance, but everyone is setting up stalls together, and customers can always see it.

Jiang Feng stopped the car and put on his mask.

He changed his hairstyle again and wore casual half-sleeved pants. From his skin, he looked particularly young.

Anyone who is familiar with Jiang Feng can still recognize him at a glance.

After all, things like height, body shape, and temperament cannot be changed.

However, because of the different hairstyles, wearing masks, and the very ordinary food trucks, few people will pay attention to these.

No one thought about that.

Who would have thought that a small vendor selling pancakes would be the famous God of Cooking.

"Ah, this is such a nostalgic feeling."

Jiang Feng felt relaxed.

Setting up a stall like this is much more comfortable than a special event in the city.

Everything is as it is.

Everyone's attention is on themselves and not on him.

Tourists chatted among themselves.

Some people sit on the roadside to rest.

There was also a family of three who came out to play.

Looking at such a scene, Jiang Feng felt comfortable.

Just this feeling of freedom.

Not long after, two young people came here to order because they were hungry.

There is a sign hanging on the dining car that says
Pancakes: 7 yuan each, egg-filled pancakes: 7 yuan each

Extra eggs: 1.5 yuan

Chicken tenders: 2 yuan

Weilong: 1 yuan

Ham sausage: 1.5 yuan

"Boss, I want a pancake with an extra egg and chicken fillet."

"I want pancakes too, plus two packs of Weilong and a ham sausage."

The two looked at it and immediately ordered.

This time, Jiang Feng lowered his voice and said:
"it is good."

Then he started to get busy in the dining car. (End of chapter)