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Chapter 25 - Jiang Feng’s Skills Are God-Tier! New Seafood Porridge Sends Daily Revenue Past 30,000!

Chapter 25: Jiang Feng’s Skills Are God-Tier! New Seafood Porridge Sends Daily Revenue Past 30,000!

Customers who managed to buy the new buns immediately took a bite.

“Delicious!”

“This is insane—the best zucchini and egg buns I’ve ever had!”

“How did he even make this flavor? It’s so fragrant!”

Jiang Feng’s hands moved swiftly.

In less than ten minutes, all 400 zucchini and egg buns sold out.

“Gone already?!”

“No way—my blood pressure’s spiking! I queued up at six and still missed out?!”

“At least the other fillings are still available. Those are great too.”

“True. Boss Jiang’s buns are all amazing. His skills are just unreal.”

Xiao Liu got lucky and snagged the last five zucchini buns, along with five beef ones.

Even though Jiang Feng was technically a competitor, his buns were irresistible.

Might as well enjoy a few while I’m here.

Standing outside Jiang Feng’s shop, Xiao Liu devoured the beef buns before hurrying back to Fu Ji Baozi.

“I got them!” he announced as he rushed in.

Zhang Quanfu and the chefs immediately crowded around.

“Let’s try them!”

Zhang stuffed a bun into his mouth—and his face darkened the moment he bit through the wrapper.

The other four chefs wore equally stunned expressions.

After a heavy silence, Zhang sighed.

The chefs exchanged grim looks.

“What do we do now?” one asked.

Zhang shook his head. “We’ll take it one step at a time. If we can’t compete, we’ll relocate.”

“Jiang Feng’s skills are on another level. Losing to him isn’t shameful.”

“If we can’t beat him, we’ll just… stay out of the god’s way.”

“Oh, and remove all the fillings we copied from him…”

8:10 AM.

Apart from the buns reserved for Cui Hao, everything else had sold out.

Disappointed customers who missed out reluctantly left.

“Youyou, time to work.”

“Okay!”

The two beauties—one tall, one small—stood up and began clearing the tables.

The shop was already spotless. The regulars took care to clean up after themselves, knowing how hard Jiang Feng worked.

As he washed the kitchenware, Jiang Feng tallied the morning’s earnings.

With 400 extra buns sold, today’s revenue had already surpassed 8,000 yuan!

Net profit for the day would easily break 20,000!

Though the extra workload was tiring, the rewards made it worthwhile.

Soon, the shop was tidy again.

After a short break, Jiang Feng took Rong Shuang and Youyou to buy ingredients for lunch.

Along the way, he placed another order with Huang Hai—an 80-liter porridge cauldron.

The shop still had space, but Jiang Feng wanted to leave room for future recipes and equipment.

Two cauldrons would allow him to serve 3,000 bowls of porridge daily, which should suffice.

On the way back, Youyou noticed something.

“Daddy, that porridge shop took all the copied buns off their menu!”

Not just Fu Ji Baozi—even this shop had surrendered.

Jiang Feng smiled. “See? Just focus on doing our best, and things will work out.”

“Mhm! Daddy’s always right!”

Back at the shop, the new cauldron arrived quickly.

This time, Jiang Feng didn’t make eight-treasure porridge—he prepared seafood and lean meat porridge.

He stir-fried shrimp and shells for fragrance, then simmered them with rice over low heat.

Once the porridge thickened, he added marinated shredded pork and cooked it briefly.

Timing was crucial.

Seafood couldn’t be stir-fried at high heat—above 120°C, glutamates would break down, losing their umami.

So he kept the flame gentle.

One cauldron used 2 pounds of shrimp and 3 pounds of pork, costing about 200 yuan in ingredients.

Priced at 7 yuan per bowl (one yuan more than eight-treasure porridge), the profit margin was solid.

“It smells so good, Daddy!”

“It really does!”

Halfway through cooking, Rong Shuang and Youyou were already drooling.

Jiang Feng ladled them each a bowl.

“Try it.”

Rong Shuang blew on a spoonful and fed Youyou first.

The little girl’s eyes sparkled after one sip.

“So yummy! Daddy, this porridge is the BEST!”

“Teacher, you try too!”

Rong Shuang took a bite—and her beautiful eyes widened in surprise.

“It’s incredible!”

The aroma had been promising, but the actual taste was even better.

The shrimp’s sweetness, the rice’s fragrance, and the tender pork—all harmonized perfectly.

A slight chew revealed the pork’s savory depth, enhanced by a hint of peppery spice.

Heavenly.

Jiang Feng grinned. “Glad you like it. I’ll save extra bowls for you later.”

“Yes!”

By 11 AM, a line had already formed outside.

The moment Jiang Feng opened for business, a group of sleep-deprived office workers rushed in.

“Whoa, new porridge?”

“One bowl, please! Plus 20 beef buns and 20 zucchini buns!”

“Boss, hurry—I’m literally one second away from starvation.”

“Coming right up.”

Jiang Feng packed their orders swiftly.

The first sip of seafood porridge instantly revived the exhausted workers.

“This is AMAZING!”

“How is this only 7 yuan?!”

“I’m alive again! I can work overtime now!”

Other customers, intrigued by the new option, quickly followed suit.

“One seafood porridge, please.”

“Me too!”

“Looks good—I’ll take a bowl.”

Within three minutes, some were already back in line for seconds.

The porridge was a smash hit.

By 12:40 PM, both cauldrons were empty.

Latecomers left disappointed, but Jiang Feng’s tally for the lunch rush alone was 11,850 yuan!

Daily revenue was now breaking 30,000!

“Daddy, time to eat!”

Youyou and Rong Shuang tidied up and eagerly took their seats.

Jiang Feng brought over five bowls of porridge and 20 buns.

After lunch, the trio headed home for a nap.

By afternoon, the weather turned muggy and overcast.

Jiang Feng turned on the AC, instantly improving the shop’s atmosphere.

The dinner rush was even more frenzied.

At 6:20 PM, both cauldrons were drained, and every last bun sold.

Another 10,000+ yuan in revenue.

Jiang Feng was thrilled.

At this rate, his post-tax monthly net profit would hit 500,000 yuan!

“One more month like this, and I can open a second location.”

After dinner, a light rain began to fall.

With only one umbrella in the shop, Jiang Feng made a decision.

“Youyou, wait here. I’ll take Teacher Rong Shuang to her car and come back for you.”

“Okay!”

Under the umbrella, Jiang Feng and Rong Shuang walked side by side to the curb.

I really need to buy a car soon.

Rainy days like this were inconvenient without one.

When the ride arrived, Jiang Feng held the umbrella as Rong Shuang got in.

She noticed half his shoulder was soaked.

This dummy…

Yet another reason to adore him.

Too many to count now.

Waving, she urged, “Go back quickly. Change your clothes and drink some ginger tea.”

Jiang Feng nodded. “See you tomorrow.”

As the car drove off, his phone buzzed.

He checked it—and his eyes lit up.

His car purchase permit had finally been approved!

Time to go car shopping!