Food: How Did I Become a Chef When I Set Up a Stall? Chapter 217

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

This way I have 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 is also paid five insurances and one fund.

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

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

 Jiang Feng spent a beautiful noon at home.

 It feels good to have a younger brother.

 After that, he leisurely drove to the fried chicken restaurant.

 The fried chicken restaurant is full of customers.

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.”

 “Let's start frying chicken now!”

 “Stop talking about chickens and civilize you, me and others!”

 “When will it open for business?”

 “Boss Jiang, do you want to accept a disciple?”

“Boss Jiang, if you want a wife or not, as long as you ask for it, I will bring it to you right away!”

 The crowd was noisy.

Jiang Feng responded with a smile.

 “I have to get ready first, it will open at four o'clock 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 restaurant, a look of astonishment appeared on his face.

There are several iron basins on the ground, all of which are filled with marinated chicken.

 “Let me 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 150 fried chickens and could make 300 set meals.

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

 Left from the big spectrum.

“No, you did it all by yourself?”

Jiang Feng asked again.

"Yes, boss, didn't you tell me to buy it? I went 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 gave him an explanation casually 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 is the boss testing me.

Then I have to work hard.

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 employees are working hard and he is very pleased.

  But it's not necessary.

Don't you have to work overtime again?

But Sun Zhuangfei can finish it, Jiang Feng doesn'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 we need to praise employees who work so hard.

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

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.

“Just 200, don't buy any more.”

 “Okay, boss.”

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

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

 You pickle 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 began to prepare sauces of various flavors.

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

 It is also convenient when fried in a short time.

Several other young part-time hired 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 will be over in just a few days.

 Soon, the fried chicken restaurant opened for business.

 The guests were worried that they would not be able to eat fried chicken, so they came early.

However, today's business hours are extremely long.

The queue has been waiting and the fried chicken has been selling.

 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.

 “Is there still one today?”

 “Well, I'm more prepared.”

Jiang Feng replied calmly. He was frying chicken silently in front of the oil pan.

This time it's really impossible to finish the explosion.

 There is 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 come to apply for a job at your place, can I have fried chicken?”

 “I want to apply for a job as an employee.”

 “As long as you can eat fried chicken.”

 Hearing the words of the guest, the faces of several young men who were doing odd jobs changed slightly.

 Hey guys, there are still business-stealers!

But it is true as this guest said, working here in Jiang Feng, you can really eat the fried chicken made by Jiang Feng.

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

Jiang Feng didn't expect anyone to take the initiative to come and work.

 He replied politely:

“No need, and the fried chicken will not be sold today and tomorrow when it is sold out, and we don't need anyone to come and help.”

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

"What? Not selling it? 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!”

 “Such delicious fried chicken, are you not selling it anymore?”

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

 The guests said immediately.

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

 He also owns two large restaurants.

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

 It would 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 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 the story of Jiang Feng.

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

  A very down-to-earth rich man.

 So, 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 closed yet, and I'm already missing it!”

 “Can you give me some news about where you will set up a stall next time?”

 “Why don't we form a group and let's talk about setting up a stall!”

 Everyone spoke again.

 They felt the feelings of diners in eastern Shandong 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.

 Chickens coated in batter become 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.

 Very popular among people.

 It's rare to find such delicious fried chicken.

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

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

Jiangfeng is marinated on site and battered 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 stay here, 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 also inseparable from his character.

Only occasionally, Jiang Feng would stop to drink a glass of water, and then emphasized 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 of them.”

 The bar door across the street is closed.

Ma Jiang and Zheng Chuanlin, a couple of plainclothes men, came to Jiang Feng's fried chicken restaurant to queue up and bought several portions of fried chicken. They wore casual clothes after get off work.

 We all express our gratitude to Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng still responded politely.

 When opening a store, it is normal to attract a few wanted criminals.

 The food is indeed delicious after all.

 Waiting until the last day.

 The business of fried chicken restaurants continues to be booming.

Sun Zhuangfei only bought 200 chickens and marinated them according to Jiang Feng's request.

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

This week's fried chicken stall is over. (End of chapter)

Chapter end