Cooking System: Street Food Rules
Chapter 45: The Secret to Delicious Buns!

Chapter 45: Chapter 45: The Secret to Delicious Buns!

[Fengqi Mountain Sunrise Viewing Strategy]

[01:00 climb, 04:00 arrive, 05:30 watch the sunrise]

[06:00 descend to the mid-mountain square to eat baozi.]

This strategy had a very high view count on short video platforms.

Many people who come here to see the sunrise would usually check out the strategies in advance or ask someone who has been here before.

After seeing this strategy, they would often be puzzled, their faces full of question marks.

What?

Eat baozi at the mid-mountain square?

After watching the sunrise, shouldn’t we head back to the city for breakfast instead of eating baozi on the mountain? Isn’t that just plain silly?

That’s what Lu Lin thought, but his buddy Yu Hao insisted on going down, so he followed along.

For Lu Lin, it didn’t matter; he was fine with anything.

The two of them arrived quite early, around six o’clock.

While they were waiting in the square, a monk was also there.

It was still very dark early in the morning, and seeing a monk there felt quite unusual.

After a short while, Jiang Feng arrived.

"Finally here. I thought there wouldn’t be any," Yu Hao sighed.

Lu Lin didn’t say anything.

He just wanted to eat quickly and go back to rest.

After the food truck stopped, Lu Lin looked at the displayed sign and frowned slightly.

"Orléans chicken drumstick baozi?"

"Boss, did you write that wrong?" he asked.

"What I’m selling is baozi. There’s no mistake in the writing," Jiang Feng responded.

This piqued Lu Lin’s interest.

He ordered an Orléans chicken drumstick baozi, a soy-braised pork baozi, and a bowl of corn porridge, then sat down at a table to eat.

He took a bite and immediately tasted the chicken drumstick meat inside the baozi; it was extremely tender and flavorful, the aroma wafting straight into his nostrils.

Lu Lin’s taste buds were instantly awakened.

His tongue savored the unique flavor of the Orléans chicken drumstick; the taste was neither too salty nor too bland, very well-balanced.

Upon closer tasting, it was even more delicious than the Orléans chicken drumsticks he usually ate.

It’s clearly the same Orléans chicken drumstick—how come the meat filling in this baozi is so tasty?

The juice from the meat filling had already soaked into the baozi skin, which was soft and fragrant on the outside and moist and refreshing on the inside, providing an excellent texture.

"Mmm, delicious!"

A look of amazement appeared in Lu Lin’s eyes.

Before coming: Eating baozi on the mountainside early in the morning—isn’t that just plain silly?

After coming: Hehehe, this is amazing!

"How’s the Orléans chicken drumstick baozi?" Yu Hao asked from beside him.

"Very tasty. The filling is especially generous, and it isn’t greasy at all. It’s incredibly satisfying to eat."

"Hurry up and try it, it’s amazing!" Lu Lin immediately said.

Yu Hao also picked up a pork and Chinese cabbage baozi and took a big bite.

The pork and Chinese cabbage filling was even more delicious. The pork was high-quality, finely chopped streaky pork, with an even distribution of fat and lean meat, all the flavors blended perfectly.

When he bit into the baozi, a bit of broth even flowed out.

The texture was simply too good.

"Truly impressive!" Yu Hao exclaimed in surprise after chewing and swallowing the baozi.

"Following the strategy guide was indeed the right choice."

"When traveling, one should look at strategies shared by tourists, not those by influencers—those are all advertisements."

"I’ve seen several videos about this stall; it seems the owner is quite famous."

Hearing Yu Hao’s words, Lu Lin nodded.

"Of course. I even feel like sharing it with others."

The two of them ate contentedly.

As they were eating, they heard continuous car horns from the entrance of the square, followed by some bustling sounds.

Then, they noticed groups of people walking towards them.

These people had come specifically for breakfast.

"Has the crowd grown this much, all for the baozi?"

"Definitely."

The two of them were amazed at the business of the small stall. To attract so many customers to a stall in this location was truly remarkable.

Among the customers, there were quite a few regulars.

It wasn’t long before Jiang Feng saw a familiar face, Zhang Dashan.

He had made a special trip today to eat baozi again.

He was the owner of a ranch where employee breakfast was served every morning, and this morning they also had baozi.

Zhang Dashan went into the kitchen to try a freshly steamed baozi.

No matter how he ate it, it just wasn’t right.

So he decided to drive for twenty minutes to Fengqi Mountain for baozi after all.

Today, Zhang Xinya had woken up early and came along as well.

The two of them arrived at the stall, where there weren’t many people yet.

"Boss Jiang, four soy-braised pork baozi, four pork and Chinese cabbage baozi, two Orléans chicken drumstick baozi, two bowls of porridge, and five tea eggs. We’ll eat here," Zhang Dashan ordered directly.

"Okay," Jiang Feng responded.

Jiang Feng took out plates, arranged the baozi and porridge for Zhang Dashan, and then the lady brought them over.

Zhang Dashan was most interested in the pork baozi, picking one up and devouring it eagerly.

The pork was so fragrant that it filled his mouth with a satisfying meaty flavor, making him look extremely satisfied.

Zhang Xinya was more interested in the Orléans chicken drumstick baozi, taking a bite of one.

With just one bite, the tender flavor of the chicken made Zhang Xinya’s eyes widen.

This taste is incredible! It has the flavor of an Orléans drumstick, yet the taste is so much better than what I usually eat!

Zhang Xinya quickly asked, "Boss Jiang, how do you make these Orléans chicken drumstick baozi so delicious? They’re much more flavorful than the Orléans drumsticks in the burgers I usually have!"

Hearing Zhang Xinya’s words, many of the customers turned to look at Jiang Feng.

They were curious too. The flavor of these chicken baozi is indeed good. There’s no greasiness, just an indescribable fragrance!

Jiang Feng explained, "It’s quite simple. First, it’s because after marinating the chicken filling, I don’t fry it; I steam it. Steaming gives a more subtle texture. And because the chicken is marinated for a long time, the flavor fully penetrates the meat, making steaming more effective."

When making the chicken baozi, he only rendered the fat from the deboned chicken skin by frying it, and then incorporated this chicken fat into the filling. The chicken meat itself wasn’t fried.

Instead, after marinating, it was wrapped in the baozi dough and steamed directly. This way, the texture was more subtle and not as assertive as fried foods.

Jiang Feng continued, "Second, because the inside of the baozi is sealed, and the best way to cook chicken is in a closed environment.

"For example, Beggar’s Chicken is wrapped in foil and then baked in an oven.

"Or braised chicken, which also needs to be covered and simmered for two hours.

"This method helps to retain the maximum savory flavor of the chicken."

Upon hearing Jiang Feng’s explanation, everyone suddenly understood.

Zhang Xinya nodded her head.

No wonder it’s so delicious. Although I didn’t completely understand, it sounds very impressive.

Zhang Dashan, standing to the side, realized that Jiang Feng’s culinary creations were not only delicious, but his theoretical knowledge and practical cooking skills were also quite remarkable.

This is definitely not something an ordinary stall owner could achieve! He must have a master! He’s surely the disciple of an expert!

However, Zhang Dashan didn’t like prying into others’ secrets and simply regarded Jiang Feng as a great chef hidden among the common folk.

Jiang Feng remained calm, busy welcoming new customers.

Two teenage Taoist priests from the Taoist Temple also arrived. They hadn’t pre-ordered; they just looked at what baozi were listed on the sign and bought those.

As long as it wasn’t beef baozi, they had no dietary restrictions. After all, the other three forbidden ingredients couldn’t easily be made into baozi fillings anyway.

The two teenage Taoist priests murmured to each other:

"Let’s use our own money to buy a couple extra to eat on the way."

"That’s what I was thinking. It’s rare for us to come down the mountain."

"Our senior brother asked us to get thirty, so let’s get fifteen soy-braised pork baozi and fifteen pork and Chinese cabbage baozi."

"I’ll buy two Orléans chicken drumstick baozi for myself."

"Then I’ll do the same," the other agreed.

After they decided, one of them said to Jiang Feng, "Boss, we need fifteen soy-braised pork baozi, fifteen pork and Chinese cabbage baozi, and four Orléans chicken drumstick baozi.

"Please pack the Orléans chicken drumstick baozi separately."

Hearing their request, Jiang Feng replied with an "Okay," and started packing the baozi for them.

Little Black sat next to the food truck, tilting his head and sizing up the two teenage Taoist priests.

The two priests both liked dogs, and a black dog, symbolizing warding off evil and protecting the home, made them like him even more.

So, they squatted down and patted Little Black’s head.

The scene looked particularly pleasant.