The canteen was abuzz with excitement. Everyone was enjoying their chicken while talking about Jiang Feng. Their gloves were covered with savory sauce, and their mouths were greasy. The fresh, piping hot chicken danced in their mouths, an utterly delightful sensation.
"Is that person really one of Boss Jiang's employees?"
"You mean the boss behind this stall is Jiang Feng, that chef who sets up stalls everywhere?"
"Is it him?"
"Could someone have made a mistake?"
"This kiln chicken is absolutely delicious!"
The employees chattered amongst themselves.
