Life is a Game

Before going out in the morning, Jiang Jiankang and the others agreed to meet Jiang Feng at the parking lot. After separating from Wu Minqi, Jiang Feng walked towards the parking lot. At the entrance of the parking lot, he saw the familiar seven-seater commercial vehicle. Jiang Jiankang rushed excitedly in the driver's seat. He beckoned.

After opening the door and getting in the car, Jiang Feng sat silently in the last row.

"Son, what are you competing against in the top four! Who are you comparing to?" Jiang Jiankang felt swollen like never before after watching today's game, and even felt that his own team could win the championship.

"Wu Minqi, play freely, you can't cook the dishes you have cooked before." Jiang Feng said, "I haven't figured out what to do yet."

"The chances of winning are not great." Jiang Weiming said one thing at a time.

"There is no chance of winning." Jiang Weiguo said, but he encouraged Jiang Feng rarely, "Go all out, and lose without regret."

Jiang Feng nodded solemnly, thought for a while, organized his words, and briefly talked about Xia Mubing's affairs.

The two old men were silent.

After a long time, Jiang Weiming sighed: "I didn't expect that he is still there."

"The two of us are not as good as him." Jiang Weiguo said, looking back at Jiang Feng, "Do you want to reopen Taifeng Building?"

"I..." Jiang Feng got stuck in the middle of his sentence.

Of course he wants to reopen.

It is Xia Mubing's lifelong persistence, the regrets and dreams of the two old men, Jiang Huiqin's youth and childhood, and the thoughts and memories of Li Ming's dead wives.

It is the obsession of several generations of the Jiang family.

But re-running a restaurant that has been deserted for more than half a century is not something you can do just by thinking.

"I think." Jiang Feng said.

This has been his responsibility since he accepted the Taifeng Building transferred by Li Mingyi.

It is his duty, and it is his mission.

"Just do what you want." Jiang Weiguo looked relieved, "Do your best and don't let me and your third grandpa down."

Just now when Jiang Feng told him about Xia Mubing, he suddenly thought about it. They were all a lot of old men. Xia Mubing was holding on before the gate of hell and refused to go in. Why didn't he and Jiang Weiming step into the gate of hell with half a foot. They have lost too much and had too many regrets in these years. At this age, they have nothing to lose. It is meaningless to be afraid to reopen Taifeng Building just because of fear.

This era no longer belongs to him, and the future belongs to his children and grandchildren. Instead of procrastinating, it is better to let go of his hands and feet and work hard.

Jiang Jiankang sent the two old men downstairs to Jiang Jianguo, and Jiang Feng took advantage of the opportunity to sit in the second row.

Downstairs, Jiang Weiming smiled and said to Jiang Weiguo, "Have you figured it out?"

"I figured it out," Jiang Weiguo said.

"Just figure it out. Children and grandchildren have their own blessings. Xiaofeng is a good boy. Let's do what we can and leave the future to them." Jiang Weiming patted Jiang Weiguo on the shoulder and went upstairs with him.

On the other side, just as Jiang Feng sat in the second row, Wang Xiulian, who had been silent all this time, asked, "Son, you really have no chance of winning against Qiqi?"

"Basically, there is no chance of winning." Jiang Feng said honestly, if Wu Minqi was not allowed to cook Sichuan cuisine, Jiang Feng would surely win. However, they can't cook porridge if they are good at cooking. The gap between Wu Minqi and Wu Minqi is there. Unless Wu Minqi seriously overturns and his mentality collapses like Sun Jikai's before, Jiang Feng basically has no chance of winning.

"Hey, I was thinking that if you entered the finals, I would put up a sign in front of the store to advertise." The business genius Wang Xiulian looked disappointed.

"Qiqi is also in our store, won't it be the same if she entered the finals to advertise her?" Jiang Jiankang asked.

"That's right." Wang Xiulian figured it out instantly, "It's okay, let's compare it to you, what if I win."

Then Wang Xiulian and Jiang Jiankang chatted about the purchase of goods. Wang Xiulian severely criticized the poultry meat supplier who pretended to be fake and was caught by her in public. She discussed with Jiang Jiankang about changing suppliers, talking non-stop along the way, Jiang Feng was stunned and couldn't get in a word.

The car stopped at the door of the Healthy Wok Pot, and Jiang Feng walked back to the dormitory by himself. Today's game ended early, and it wasn't too late. You don't need to climb the balcony to go back to the dormitory. You can enter through the main entrance in front of the dormitory manager.

Wang Hao just came back from running at night and was taking a shower in the toilet. Since he had a good meal with the goddess last time, he has paid more attention to his figure. He runs in the morning and runs at night. He eats a light diet and lives a regular life. Vegetable tofu to eat. I believe that in a few days, I will be able to change my life and start a new life, get rid of the single dog and return to the couple dog.

Spring is here, and it's the season of love again.

Wang Hao took a shower in the toilet, so Jiang Feng sat on the chair without any scruples and opened the attribute panel to check the existing recipes to see if he could find any inspiration to decide the dishes for the semi-finals.

ravioli. No, it's unpalatable, the last time Jiang Jiankang and Wang Xiulan's heartbreaking cry to death still echoed in Jiang Feng's ears, if everyone on the judging panel cried with their heads in their arms, that would be fine.

Willow leaf jelly in clear soup (false) can be made, but even if it is improved, it is only a D-level dish.

There are not many dishes in the menu bar. Li Hongzhang's chowder is actually a good choice, but Jiang Feng has never practiced it. Secondly, the buff of this dish is similar to wonton. Serve it up, everyone tasted it, and the judges were crying together. The scene is quite touching, but the score is estimated to be even more touching.

After screening all of them, only shredded yam and chopped pepper fish head are suitable.

Chopped pepper fish head is a B-level dish, and the game display is still slightly higher than the player's culinary level. If you challenge it, you may succeed. But the problem now is that Jiang Feng can't cook spicy dishes.

Because he doesn't eat spicy food, Jiang Feng usually cooks very few spicy dishes. The limit is simple stir-fries like chili fried meat and chili scrambled eggs. Even though he has watched the cooking method of chopped pepper fish head many times and is familiar with every step, he is confident that he can get started with this dish quickly, but it is still not safe.

After struggling for a moment, Jiang Feng still chose the shredded yam.

This dog food dish, a dish that single dog chefs have no right to even add buffs, exudes deep malice towards single dogs from beginning to end.

Jiang Huiqin's cooking of this dish is grade C, because she doesn't know how to sink sugar in oil, so she can only fire two pots at the same time, but Jiang Feng knows how to sink sugar in oil, so he is confident that he can cook better than Jiang Huiqin.

Ever since he failed to make Zhang Zhiyun's chicken last time, it showed a grade C, and combined with the game's description of Zuo Zongtang's chowder, Jiang Feng has always had an idea in his heart waiting to be put into practice.

If all goes well, I can confirm my guess tomorrow morning.

The dish rating given by the game is its upper limit or its passing line.

The sound of water in the toilet stopped, Jiang Feng turned off the attribute panel, went to find clothes and prepared to take a bath, and waited for Wang Hao to come out of the toilet.

"Brother Feng, how is today's game? Did you advance?" Wang Hao came out of the toilet with a bucket of clothes.

"Didn't you watch?" Jiang Feng was a little surprised, Wang Haoke has always been a loyal viewer of Haowei Chef's live broadcast.

"Tonight I accompanied Zhenzhen to the library." Wang Hao had a sweet face.

"oh."

Jiang Feng walked into the toilet with his clothes indifferently.

Wang Hao happily took the mobile phone and sent sweet words to Zhenzhen on the other end. The expression on his face was bubbling with beauty, and the air was filled with the sour smell of love.

"Brother Feng, you won't understand if you haven't been in love before." Wang Hao didn't forget to make up for it.

Jiang Feng suddenly remembered that when he was young and ignorant when he was a freshman, he saw someone on the school confession wall asking what it was like to be in a relationship with only you in a dormitory. At that time, he naively thought that the comments under the confession wall were displayed in chronological order, so he replied casually. I know what it's like to be alone in a dormitory. Who knows, the confession wall is a limited display of friends' comments.

The next day, the whole class knew that Jiang Feng was the only single dog in their dormitory.

:)

sad.