Chapter 300 - 136: Nice Body? Too Bad You Met Boss Su.

Chapter 300: Chapter 136: Nice Body? Too Bad You Met Boss Su.

Su Chen was in charge of the cooking.

Zhang Heping had to ensure that Su Chen had prepped ingredients ready for every dish. Ever since those four women had placed their order, Su Chen had also handed over the task of chopping vegetables to Zhang Heping.

He also showed him how to slice the red and green chili peppers for "mildly spicy" and other flavor profiles.

As a Lu Cuisine master chef, Zhang Heping was an incredibly fast learner. He grasped what Su Chen wanted without needing any instruction.

The slicing technique was easy enough, but the main challenge was timing the beef marinade. Zhang Heping had to master this schedule perfectly.

After the first order, a second soon followed.

Especially when Su Chen was making the mildly spicy stir-fried beef, right before taking it off the heat, he would use a high-heat flaring technique.

A brilliant burst of flame erupted against the night sky, and this spectacular display of skill made passersby stop in their tracks to watch.

By the time one order of mildly spicy Stir-Fried Yellow Beef was done, a crowd had already formed in front of the stall.

Street food stalls that stir-fry dishes to order were rare in Jingzhou, especially one with a chef demonstrating such incredible skill right before their eyes.

Many people even took out their phones to start recording, some hoping to secretly study his technique at home!

Furthermore, everyone could see Su Chen cooking, and it was obvious at a glance that the vegetables and beef were fresh.

Nowadays, people aren’t afraid of high prices. They’re afraid of being cheated. Everyone knew that 48 yuan for a serving of beef made with such high-quality ingredients wasn’t expensive at all.

Once Su Chen had washed the wok, he immediately fired it up to dry it.

Instantly, someone else shouted, "I’ll take one! I already sent the payment!"

The "Three Golden Flowers," who had already eaten, quickly threw themselves into their work, handing out disposable bowls and chopsticks, helping clear away leftovers, and wiping down tables.

Su Chen was most proficient with this standard recipe, finishing a portion in just five minutes.

The dish had just come off the wok when the first man who ordered ran back over.

"Holy shit, this boss can really cook! Give me another one! And an extra side of rice cakes, it’s too delicious!"

"For real? Is it that good? I don’t believe it. Let me get one to try, mildly spicy!"

"You know, I am getting a little hungry. I’ll take one too! Mildly spicy for me as well!"

People from the Northwest generally can’t handle much spice, so most customers ordered their food mildly spicy.

But thanks to Zhang Heping’s help, Su Chen only needed to fire up the wok and cook.

As more and more orders of Stir-Fried Yellow Beef were brought to the tables, the seven small tables that Aunt Fang had bought were clearly no longer enough.

Although each table had at least two small stools, every single seat was now taken.

"Damn, I knew it! When the boss makes a move, business is guaranteed to be good!" Bai Xiaobo said, standing at the door of the food truck and staring at the spectacular scene.

"Stop bragging and get to work! That table’s leaving, go clean it up, quick! I’m dead tired!" Liu Shengnan had no time to worry about collecting money anymore.

That was because President Ling had taken over that job.

Ling Shuyu didn’t join in on clearing trash and wiping tables. She was in charge of making sure people who ordered paid their bills and that no one tried to dine and dash.

’To have this much success on our first day running a stall... it’s actually kind of fun.’

President Ling stood there, proud and motionless, her gaze occasionally sweeping over the crowd as if she were surveying her subjects.

Meanwhile, in the middle of the crowd, the four beautiful women, drenched in sweat, put down their bowls and chopsticks, their faces showing an unsatisfied craving.

"I still want more. What should we do?"

These four young, wealthy women ate rather elegantly. And because the dish was genuinely spicy, they ate a bit slowly.

As more and more people sat down to eat around them, the woman in blue steeled her resolve. "Let’s get another order! We’ve already had one, what’s the difference if we have two? It doesn’t matter anymore!"

"Are you sure that’s okay? It’s already past eight. If we eat more..."

"I’m getting another one anyway. I haven’t had stir-fry this good in forever!"

"Yeah, me too! I’ll get another one!"

The woman in blue stood up and ran over. "Hey, Chef~ Four more orders of stir-fried beef, plus four orders of rice!"

Su Chen was already swamped, his hands practically never stopping.

Beside him, He Shuting jotted it down in a notebook. "Hello, please scan the code here to pay. We’ll get your order ready as soon as we can!"

The woman in blue paid and returned to her seat, satisfied.

Su Chen made another dozen or so orders, then turned to glance at the phone he’d set on the table.

10:15 PM

"How is it already past ten?"

Zhang Heping’s knife tapped out a rapid rhythm on the cutting board as he sliced the beef. "Boss! This situation is getting out of hand! Take a look!"

Su Chen had been so busy cooking that he hadn’t paid much attention to what was happening outside.

Now, he looked up.

Holy cow!

Describing the scene outside the food truck as a sea of people was no exaggeration at all!

The people closest to the truck were all waiting for Su Chen to cook their food, while the circle just beyond them had been drawn in by the aroma.

The outermost ring of the crowd consisted of people who had no idea what was going on but had gathered out of curiosity to watch the spectacle!

"If we keep going like this, when will it ever end?" Su Chen suddenly started to worry.

Zhang Heping replied, "I have no idea! We might not even finish if we cook all night!"

Su Chen glanced over at his other helpers, who were also swamped.

Mainly because there weren’t enough tables, some customers who got their food simply squatted by the roadside to eat.

Some of the more considerate ones conscientiously threw their bowls and chopsticks into the trash can after eating, but there were also less courteous customers who just left them on the curb.

Bai Xiaobo and the others were now running around with trash bags, collecting all the garbage.