Food: Randomly set up stalls, even the little guy is drooling.

That's right, these are the quotes that Lu Feng learned from a very popular chicken cutlet stall owner in his previous life, and he didn't expect them to be so useful.

Let customers take their own plastic bags, open them, and wait for the fried chicken cutlets to be put into the bags. This saves time for both parties.

Of course, Chicken Cutlet Bro sells more of an emotional value; in Lufeng, it's all about deliciousness.

You can refuse everything, but you can't refuse delicious food.

Lu Feng slowed down his movements, and on the screen in front of him, the S-level fried chicken cutlet proficiency level jumped from the initial stage (996/1000) to the advanced stage.

[With S-level fried chicken cutlet proficiency reaching the pinnacle, the speed of making fried chicken cutlets increases, you will receive an extra deliciousness bonus, and your mood will be doubled.]

Finally, it's here. Lu Feng dares to go out early in the morning to sell spicy chicken noodles because of the confidence given by his mastery of the skill. His fried chicken cutlet is made with an S-level recipe from the system, a perfect semi-finished product that others cannot replicate, plus five days of fast track training, which is comparable to a master chef's ten years of experience in frying chicken cutlets.

Everyone feels happy when they eat delicious food, especially when they take a sip of a sugary drink, the happiness is doubled.

His fried chicken cutlets already offer the instant pleasure of eating them freshly fried, but the perfect semi-finished product and just the right temperature control bring out the deliciousness of the fried chicken cutlets to the extreme, with both aroma and crispiness reaching their peak.

You could say it's already double the happiness, and because it's lower in calories, it makes you feel less guilty about eating it.

The added bonus of high-level skill enhancement effects doubles the enjoyment.

This kind of joy cannot be experienced even for 1000 yuan, let alone 10 yuan.

Lu Feng picked up another piece of the semi-finished product and put it into the pot, his movements becoming even faster.

At the front of the line, it was the male college student's turn to strike up a conversation.

He watched as Boss Lu seemed to have leveled up, his hands moving so fast that he could barely keep up with the naked eye. He couldn't help but exclaim, "What kind of hand speed is this? If I could be this fast, I could go play e-sports."

The guy behind him laughed, "It's a real shame that Boss Lu isn't into esports."

The male college student had just scanned the 10-yuan note twice when Lu Feng spoke up, "Take your plastic bag."

Hurry, so fast, there wasn't even time to pay. The male college student quickly opened the plastic bag he had been holding and precisely tossed the fried chicken cutlet, which was wrapped in a paper bag, into the bag.

The guy behind me, while grabbing a plastic bag, asked, "Two portions, bro, can you finish them?"

The male college student swallowed hard and said, "Well, it's not that I wanted to eat it myself. My girlfriend saw it here yesterday and insisted that I come and buy it for her. Since I'm already here, I'll reluctantly try it myself."

Just then, his girlfriend walked over and her eyes lit up when she saw the chicken cutlet in his hand. "Baby, that's great! You bought it so quickly."

The male college student had just reached out when his girlfriend unexpectedly took both of them.

He looked completely bewildered and asked, "Didn't you only want one serving?"

His girlfriend replied, "When did I say I only wanted one serving? It's such a small piece, two servings would be just right. Thank you so much. Mwah!"

The male college student retorted, "I waited in line for so long, shouldn't I get a serving?"

"You promised to buy it for me!" The girl got angry too. "Fine, fine, Zhang Jiahao, you've really grown up. You actually argued with me over a bite to eat."

The male college student, Zhang Jiahao, also felt wronged. "Gao Ruoxi, I've worked so hard, don't I even deserve a bite?"

The girl, Gao Ruoxi, yelled, "Fine, then let's break up!"

Zhang Jiahao sneered, crossed his arms, and said, "Fine, then give me the chicken cutlet."

Gao Ruoxi was completely stunned and stood there dumbfounded. "Give me the chicken cutlet? I earned it myself, why should I give it to you?" Thinking this, Gao Ruoxi picked up the fried chicken cutlet and took a bite.

"Ouch, it's so hot." The freshly cooked chicken cutlet was so hot that it felt slightly hot when it entered her mouth, but she quickly got used to it.

Then came the soft crunch of biting into the flaky pastry. The tender chicken and the pastry complemented each other perfectly. Just one bite gave Gao Ruoxi a great sense of satisfaction, a satisfaction she couldn't get even when she was with her boyfriend at the guesthouse.

The key point is that it tastes even better than what she ate the day before. She took another bite, and with each bite, the bouncy chicken rolled in her mouth. The rich meat juices, the slightly spicy sauce, and the aroma of the meat collided, and the more she chewed, the more she could feel the richer layers of flavor.

Before he could take more than a few bites, Zhang Jiahao snatched it away and took a big bite.

One bite and he froze on the spot. This was actually fried chicken cutlet. This also made him understand why his usually generous girlfriend wanted to have two servings all to herself today. I could eat this kind of chicken cutlet for the rest of my life.

The two of them took turns eating, one bite after the other, and then burst out laughing. They made up again, their display of affection so intense that it was hard for onlookers to bear it.

"This is a real blow to a single guy like me." The guy behind me, holding his fried chicken cutlet, suddenly didn't find it so appealing anymore.

Light food stalls.

Sister Liu was completely overwhelmed. She only sold three whole wheat sandwiches in a whole hour, whereas she usually sells at least thirty or forty!

Yang Yuyan, who sells light salads, and Aunt Gao, who doesn't talk much, sell energy bowls. Their businesses have been declining these past few days. Only Amei's fruit and vegetable juice has not been affected much.

Sister Liu complained, "This young man, business is good, and he's selling more and more every day! He only sold 100 servings on the first day, and by the fifth day he's sold 200!"

Yang Yuyan could only sigh. She wanted to speak but found herself speechless. She sold light snacks at the entrance of the gym, but she had never sold fried chicken cutlets before. She had never been so humiliated in her life.

Sister Liu sighed, "This can't go on."

"What can we do? His business is good, we can't just kick him out," Yang Yuyan said honestly.

At this moment, Aunt Gao rarely spoke up, and said quietly, "You all know, his repurchase rate is so high..."

Amei spoke her mind frankly, "Yes, it's too expensive. Everyone who bought it has said it's bad. Back in my hometown, I heard some shops..."

As Amei spoke, she lowered her voice, "She secretly added poppy powder."

"Huh?" Yang Yuyan was taken aback. She had never thought of it this way before. "How could that be? These customers seem to be enjoying themselves so much, it doesn't seem fake. Is it because it's so delicious? There are many top-rated stores on the Meizhong platform now, and they're all like this, with supply falling short of demand."

Sister Liu chuckled. "That's not surprising. Every brand on the beauty platform's rankings is an established business. How can someone so young have over ten years of experience?"

"Don't underestimate the ease of making snacks. To accurately grasp the ingredients and understand customer tastes, you need at least ten years of experience to achieve this level of repeat purchase rate." Sister Liu spoke with the air of someone who had been there before. "However, that's all we can say. In today's society governed by law, we need evidence."

"Sigh..." A few more sighs. In this society, which small vendor has it easy? Every family has its own troubles.

Just then, a white sedan with blue paint scheme drove up.

Ah Mei, with her sharp eyes, exclaimed in surprise, "A police car?"