Life is a Game

Fang Zhuoyue came to the gate of Taifeng Building.

As a single young man who grew up step by step in a socialist environment, it was the first time he and his friends came to this high-end restaurant for dinner.

Fang Zhuoyue walked into Taifeng Building, and the waiter at the door hurriedly greeted him, and asked with a smile, "Excuse me, are you alone, sir?"

"I've made an appointment with a friend, a chef from your restaurant named Jiang Feng." Fang Zhuoyue said.

"So it's Mr. Fang. Master Xiaojiang has already greeted us. I'll take you there. The dishes are ready. Do you want to serve them now?" The waiter led the way.

"Come on now." Fang Zhuo said, followed the waiter to the seat and sat down.

After taking his seat, Fang Zhuoyue began to look at the lobby of Taifeng Building.

The decoration of Taifeng Building is very particular, the antique looks the same inside and out, it looks very comfortable, the lobby is almost full of customers, and the business is very good.

"Dad, I want to eat baked peggies!" the little girl at the next table called Fang Zhuoyue, her voice was sharp but not too loud.

"Wenwen, didn't Dad ask the waitress for you last time? The baked peggies in this store need to be ordered in advance, and they are not available now." Wenwen's father explained to Wenwen very patiently.

"Then why didn't dad make a reservation in advance?" Wenwen asked in soul.

"This..." Wenwen's father was at a loss for words for a while, unable to speak for a long time.

"Um... Dad doesn't have a good memory? Dad is old, it's normal to have a bad memory. Dad forgot about it." Wenwen's father said.

"Then dad remembers now, let's make a reservation now, we will eat again in a few days." Wenwen said.

Wenwen's father: ...

Why doesn't this kid play his cards according to the routine?

Fang Zhuoyue kept looking sideways at the interaction between the father and daughter and found it interesting. Suddenly, as if thinking of something, he took out his phone and clicked on WeChat.

After thinking about it, I put it down again.

Fang Zhuoyue sighed, he still didn't have the courage to take that step after all.

"Hello, Marriage Set Menu, the dishes are ready, please take your time." The waiter walked up to Fang Zhuoyue with chopped pepper fish head and vegetable-wrapped chicken.

Marriage package?

Fang Zhuo looked at the chopped pepper fish head and vegetable-wrapped chicken in front of him, and couldn't understand why the combination of these two dishes was called the marriage set meal.

If you really want to make the dish into a marriage set meal to win the prize, shouldn't it be made into Cupid's arrow or Yuelao's red rope? What kind of marriage set meal is the red and red chopped pepper fish head and the yellow-green vegetable wrapped chicken.

Red and green?

Fang Zhuoyue picked up his chopsticks and picked up a piece of chopsticks to chop the fish head with pepper.

Fresh, tender and spicy.

The taste is good, worthy of being a big restaurant.

After Jiang Feng finished cooking the ground delicacies on hand in the back kitchen, he was ready to go to the dressing room to change clothes and go out to have dinner with Fang Zhuoyue. This meal was invited to Fang Zhuoyue. He couldn't have all the guests. He, the treater, was still there The back cook stayed and couldn't go out.

Jiang Jiankang was frying his best kung pao chicken in front of the stove. The spatula was flying on the iron pan. Even though a high-power electric fan was blowing on it, beads of sweat kept coming down.

Jiang Feng suddenly remembered the reminder of the plate of Kung Pao chicken that his own father made the day the game was activated.

[A plate of kung pao chicken mixed with sweat and oil]

Jiang Feng stared at the sweat beads on Jiang Jiankang's cheeks, thinking that this scene might happen again.

"Dad, it's too hot here, go to the cold vegetable room to have a rest after you finish frying this dish!" Jiang Feng said loudly.

"It's not hot, it's not hot, don't worry your dad and I'm not hot, I'm used to it. Aren't you still going to have dinner with your friends? Go, don't make your friends wait." Jiang Jiankang said happily typical.

"Uncle Jiang, there's a watermelon I carved this afternoon in the cold vegetable room. Would you like to eat a couple of bites of this dish after you cook it?" Wu Minqi suddenly turned her head and asked.

"Watermelon!" Jiang Jiankang was a little moved.

"It's still ice cold." Wu Minqi said.

"Okay, Uncle Jiang, I'll go over and eat this plate of Kung Pao Chicken after cooking." Jiang Jiankang felt that the iced watermelon was already in his mouth, it was cold and sweet, "Qiqi, you're staying in the back kitchen too It's been a day, why don't you go over to have a rest, or you might as well go out for dinner with Xiaofeng."

"Uncle Jiang, I'm not tired. I still have several dishes here." Wu Minqi gave Jiang Feng a look of completion, telling him to go out with peace of mind.

Jiang Feng went to the locker room to change, found Fang Zhuoyue's table and sat opposite him.

The three vegetable-wrapped chickens on the plate remained intact on the plate, but the fish head with chopped peppers moved a few chopsticks.

"Not to your liking?" Jiang Feng asked.

"No, it's delicious. I can't eat enough now." Fang Zhuoyue had something in his heart, so naturally he couldn't eat.

"Why are these two dishes called marriage set meals?" Fang Zhuoyue asked curiously.

"Someone in our store ordered these two dishes before, and after eating them, he successfully confessed his love to the girl he had a crush on for a long time. In order to win the prize, he combined these two dishes into a set meal for marriage." Jiang Feng began to make up nonsense, "I invited you over for dinner today, just to please you."

Fang Zhuo smiled wryly: "Thank you, I'm afraid I'm not as lucky as that guest, I don't even dare to confess my love."

"Don't think too much about it. Eat a piece of vegetable wrapped in chicken. It won't taste good when it's cold." Jiang Feng began to persuade Fang Zhuoyue to put a piece of vegetable wrapped chicken in his hand, and watched him eat it with his own eyes.

A minute passed, and Fang Zhuoyue ate fish head with chopped pepper again.

Two minutes passed, Fang Zhuoyue pressed the phone but did nothing.

Three minutes later, Fang Zhuoyue clicked on WeChat and quickly quit.

Five minutes passed, Fang Zhuoyue simply put away his phone.

Jiang Feng:? ? ?

No way, with the buff of all the dishes, he still has the courage to speak out his love. How deep is this love buried in his heart?

Although it is written in the dish details that people will have the urge to express the love in their hearts within two hours after eating, but Jiang Feng has been cooking buff dishes for so long. He knows very well that buffs often take effect very quickly, almost on the spot It works, even if it is a little slow, it only takes a minute or two at most.

Judging by Fang Zhuoyue's appearance, it is obvious that the effect of the buff is not enough.

Need some more medicine.

Jiang's matchmaker said that he would feel uncomfortable if he didn't do the matchmaking today.

In fact, Fang Zhuoyue also felt that he was a little strange tonight.

Just now, he suddenly wanted to confess to the girl he had a crush on for many years. He had always wanted to, but the urge to confess had never been as strong as before.

Hesitation and fear finally defeated the impulse, and he simply put his phone away, out of sight and out of sight.

If you can't see your phone, you won't think of confession.

"Do you drink?" Jiang Feng asked, "We have recently bought a new batch of blueberry wine in our store. The quality is very good. Do you want to try it?"

In fact, Fang Zhuoyue didn't drink alcohol. Even if he drank beer, he would only pour two bottles. He knew what Jiang Feng was thinking.

After all, wine is strong and cowardly, he tried this method a few days ago, got himself very drunk in the dormitory, but in the end he didn't send out the message that I like you.

"Drink." Fang Zhuoyue knew very well that he wanted to confess his love.

After drinking a glass of blueberry wine, Fang Zhuoyue began to feel a little confused.

Fang Zhuoyue took out his mobile phone, this time he did not send WeChat. He suddenly became bolder, as if this glass of blueberry wine gave him strength, he clicked on the contact.

Found Huang Chenxuan.

After a call was made, Fang Zhuoyue began to regret it. He wanted to hang up the phone, but it was already connected.

"Hello." Fang Zhuoyue's extremely familiar voice came from the other end of the phone.

Huang Chenxuan was at home, and her 7-year-old nephew was making a fuss next to her.

She has been at home for two weeks, sleeping every day, watching TV or listening to music, and doing things that can relax her. Knowing her situation, her cousin asked her cousin to bring her favorite little nephew over every afternoon to accompany her, make her laugh, and bring her back at night.

Huang Chenxuan knew that she should be happy, but she couldn't be happy. She liked her little nephew very much, but her smile was fake and far-fetched.

"I'm Fang Zhuoyue, how do you feel now? What are you doing?" Fang Zhuoyue asked.

"I'm watching TV with my little nephew." Huang Chenxuan said, "Can I call here at this time?"

"It's something." Fang Zhuoyue took a breath and paused.

"I have something very important to tell you."

"What's up?"

"You...I... next Saturday is Qixi Festival, can you spend Qixi Festival with me?"

Huang Chenxuan froze on the other end of the phone.

Fang Zhuoyue didn't hear back from him for a long time, thinking that he was really affectionate, and even though he was disappointed, he pretended to be indifferent: "I'm sorry, I just had dinner with my friends and drank two glasses of wine, so you just think I'm talking nonsense Bar."

"I am willing." Huang Chenxuan said, "Not only am I willing to spend next Saturday with you, but I am also willing to be your girlfriend."

Now it was Fang Zhuoyue's turn to be stunned, unable to speak for a long time.

"What? You confess to me first, why don't you talk anymore?" Huang Chenxuan smiled, this was the only time she smiled from the bottom of her heart this month.

"I, I didn't think of it, I thought..."

"Fang Zhuoyue, thanks to your college entrance examination results, you are still in the top 30 in the city. Do you really not understand, or are you pretending to not understand, or do you boys not understand? Every time you come back from summer vacation, some of our old classmates hang out together, I will invite you to eat bean curd together when we are parting. Do you really think that they don't like to eat bean curd?" Huang Chenxuan asked.

"I..." Fang Zhuoyue only felt that his tongue was a little knotted now.

"I'm eating Douhua, you are watching Doudou, do you know that Doudou has been waiting for you to speak first?" Huang Chenxuan said, her nickname is Doudou.

"If you don't speak again, I will have to wait."

...

As a staunch atheist, Fang Zhuoyue would not hang Conan or switch to koi before the final exam, but now he feels that maybe this marriage package is really useful.

With a pair of chopsticks chopped pepper fish head, Fang Zhuoyue thought it was the best chopped pepper fish head in the world.

This restaurant is also the best restaurant in the world!

"Ding, get a customer's approval, task progress (5/10)." The game prompt sounded in Jiang Feng's mind.

Jiang Feng looked at Fang Zhuoyue's smirk of the same style as his back then, and knew that he had successfully left the order, and even his body began to smell like a couple dog.

Seeing Fang Zhuoyue holding his mobile phone and typing on the screen, Jiang Feng knew that he must not be in the mood to eat now.

Taking a bite of fish head with chopped peppers and a sip of blueberry wine to make a match, Jiang Feng felt very happy in his heart.

It really is happier to be a matchmaker than to fall in love yourself!

Taking out his phone, Jiang Feng began to happily browse Moments.

Fang Zhuoyue updated a circle of friends 6 minutes ago

Ever since I snatched your bottle of milk when I was 15 years old, I knew that I would spend my whole life paying back this bottle of milk.

Jiang Feng couldn't help shaking his head, and looked up at Fang Zhuoyue who was opposite him.

Men in love are scary.

Why didn't he think of such a circle of friends who spread dog food?

Jiang Feng began to reflect on himself. The Jiang family suffered from culture!

PS:

This love story is true (slightly imaginative), and the parties involved are two of my junior high school classmates.

Don't talk, I'm going to pick up lemons.