As the God of Cooking, I Have to Show Off!
Chapter 39

He Really Was Such an Easygoing Guy!!!

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The neighboring stall owner might have talked tough, but his body was honest.

He had already quietly shifted his stall a foot closer to the stream of air.

That air conditioner really pumped out the cold! Just standing nearby let him enjoy some of it!

Boss Shen really did not seem like someone who had come to run a stall. As far as he knew, hiring people to drive him to and from his stall cost four hundred a day, and he was particular about his ingredients, too. Although his food cost a little more than the average stall's, it was only a few yuan more. He only did business for two hours a day and sold so little. Was he even making any money?

But business really was good. Just look at that line. Probably everyone on the entire food street had come to buy scallion pancakes.

And business along the whole street had picked up in the process.

The neighboring owner felt that if Boss Shen were not so unconventional and did not say such unpleasant things, he would surely be very popular. Everyone wanted to thank him for bringing more customers to the whole street.

But all the stall owners who tried to strike up a conversation had fallen before his showing off. They simply could not take it. Going over to flatter him would only make showing off even more satisfying for him!

So the stall owners craving his food went to line up, while those with business to do got on with it.

They made up their minds not to chat with Boss Shen. It hurt too much!

"Then, Boss Shen, now that you have air conditioning and it's nice and cool, can you keep your stall open a little longer?"

One customer thought Shen Chuan had been leaving early every day because the weather was too hot. Now that his working environment was cool, all he needed to do was keep his head down and make pancakes, so the customer voiced his question.

Shen Chuan had already started kneading dough. At that, he calmly raised his head and looked at the customer in surprise. "What gave you that idea? Running a stall is hard work already. Working overtime would wear me out!"

The customer who had spoken instantly lost control of his expression, his face twisting.

What part of this was hard work or wearing you out?!!

I spend longer waiting in line than you spend making pancakes!

He could not help inwardly going berserk, but when he lowered his eyes and saw the dough in Boss Shen's hands, he forced out another smile. "Right, thanks for all your hard work, Boss Shen. Please carry on. I'd like three scallion pancakes!"

For the sake of food, the customers could still endure it.

The owners of several nearby stalls nearly had heart attacks when they heard that.

Was running a stall really so hard and tiring for him?

Boss Shen arrived at four thirty every afternoon and left before it even got dark.

He hired people to handle all the odd jobs. He did not even have to ride his own stall cart!

What about them? They arrived at four thirty to set up and had to stick it out until past eleven. Sometimes, to earn a little more, staying until one or two in the morning was perfectly normal.

That was the normal routine for running a night market stall!

Seemingly noticing the very obvious gazes sweeping toward him, Shen Chuan looked up and glanced around, discovering that they were all his neighboring stall owners.

His eyes shifted, and he said mildly, "It's so hot. Why don't you install air conditioners? Don't you mind the heat?"

[Ding, Show-off Points +50!] [Ding, ...]

The way he showed off nearly had the stall owners rolling their eyes.

Yes, yes, yes, they did not mind the heat. They were all cold-blooded animals.

They were born workhorses and did not find it hard or tiring.

They had come to run street stalls not to save on costs, but purely to suffer.

This was not the first time these stall owners had heard Shen Chuan speak, but listening to him still made their fists clench.

Hearing the Show-off Points constantly rolling in and looking at the stall owners' expressions, Shen Chuan guessed they were bad-mouthing him in their heads.

Honestly, every time he showed off, he felt as though he was offending people.

He really was such an easygoing guy!!!

But for the sake of Show-off Points, he could only rack his brains for ways to show off every time he opened his stall.

It was all because life left him no choice! Amen!

Having harvested a huge wave of Show-off Points, Shen Chuan wasted no time and got down to making scallion pancakes in earnest.

He had already arrived late today. If he wanted to finish work early, he had better get straight to business.

The dough rose quickly in the hot weather. By the time Shen Chuan had chopped the scallions and prepared everything he needed, it had finished proofing, and he kneaded the finely chopped scallions into it.

When he tossed the pancake dough into the air and it visibly grew larger, the new customers inevitably exclaimed in amazement.

Shen Chuan had only mastered this skill after countless rounds of practice in the System Space. His movements were effortless, dashing, and strikingly handsome. Coupled with his good looks, he was a pleasure to watch from any angle, and the display left the customers dazzled.

He moved quickly and steadily, and scallion pancakes were sold from his stall one after another.

After waiting so long, the customers finally got their scallion pancakes, and their persistent agitation finally subsided.

One customer's eyes reddened when he received his scallion pancake, his expression showing what an ordeal it had been.

A middle-aged man beside him, who was eating a scallion pancake, saw the tears glistening in his eyes and immediately thought he was being a little dramatic.

"Buddy, lining up today did have a few twists and turns, but there's no need to cry."

It would have been fine if he had not asked. Once he did, the customer grew even more emotional and choked out, "I lined up two days in a row, but because I got off work late, I never got any. I could only watch you all eat. Today, I actually took half a day off work and came early in the afternoon before I finally managed to buy some. I'm just so excited."

When the middle-aged man heard that he had failed to buy any for two days, he suddenly understood a little.

Boss Shen had only been selling scallion pancakes for three days in total. This man had come three times, missed out twice, and only managed to buy some today by taking half a day off.

That kind of resolve-if he had not been pushed to his limit, he would never have taken time off to line up!

That feeling of narrowly missing out on delicious food every time, of making an effort but getting nothing for it-just thinking about it drove the middle-aged man crazy.

The middle-aged man could not help giving him a sympathetic look and patting him on the shoulder.

"You really had it rough. Stop standing there in a daze and eat while it's hot. Once you get that scallion pancake in your mouth, you'll be happy. You'll feel that sticking with those lines was worth it, because these scallion pancakes really are delicious."

The customer nodded emphatically. "Right, I'm going to stuff myself. I have to eat a few more to do justice to these three days of lining up!"

With that, he picked up a scallion pancake and blew gently on it twice before impatiently bringing it to his mouth and biting down. The crust met his teeth with a texture completely different from a chive pocket's.

Chive pockets were purely deep-fried food, with a crispier shell, while scallion pancakes were pan-fried in oil, giving them more of a fragrant, flaky texture.

All the deliciousness of a chive pocket was hidden inside its wrapper, in the filling. When someone bit into it, the savory flavor escaping from within was instantly, intoxicatingly fragrant.

But with a scallion pancake, the very first bite of the crust alone felt distinctive.

As the dough fried to fragrant, flaky perfection, the pungent aroma of the chopped scallions was fully drawn out and infused into it. It looked perfectly ordinary, but one bite filled the mouth with scallion oil flavor.

That flaky yet moist texture was truly addictive, making people take big bite after big bite, unable to stop.

And it had to be eaten straight from the pan. It scalded the mouth a little, but that was when it was most fragrant.

"I spent two whole days hearing how delicious these scallion pancakes were, and today I finally got to eat one. It tastes even better than I imagined. The scallion flavor is rich, but not pungent at all. There's even a hint of savory sweetness. The more you chew, the more fragrant it gets."

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