Life is a Game

Half an hour before the opening of the evening business, Jiang Feng entered the back kitchen and began to process the pigeons.

The nearly 60 copies of the Eight Treasure Chestnut Pigeon that had to be given out due to the work mistakes of the front desk clerk before were all sent out in 3 copies, and all the guests who had the last three copies had reserved boxes for tonight. Two of the guests were together, and they reserved a VIP box at 5:40, so Jiang Feng naturally had to start handling the pigeons early.

On such a hot day, even Ji Xue, a model worker, would not go to work early in the afternoon.

Jiang Feng was the only one in the empty back kitchen, so he wouldn't feel embarrassed humming alone.

Jiang Feng was humming a song that he didn't know what key it was, and skillfully deboned the whole pigeon in his hand with scissors. Just when Jiang Feng was humming happily, Wu Minqi came in with hold the phone.

"Fengfeng, Ji Yue called you, but she didn't answer your call, so she just called me." Wu Minqi handed Jiang Feng the phone.

Jiang Feng took off his gloves, wiped his hands and took the phone.

"Hello?"

"Boss Jiang, it's really hard to find you. I have to call your Qiqi to get in touch with you." Ji Yue's side was rather noisy, so she spoke loudly.

"I didn't bring my mobile phone in the kitchen. By the way, when will you come back? According to the employee rules, if you don't come back this month, I'm afraid your salary, performance, and bonus will all be deducted, and there is not much left in the guarantee." The capitalist Jiang Feng revealed his ugliness. face.

Ji Yue: "..."

"Boss Jiang, you should be an individual. Your transformation from working people to capitalists is too fast. I don't want to talk to you about this. I have something serious to ask you. Because of the Chinese Valentine's Day set meal, I wanted to give customers the Eight Treasure Chestnut Pigeon. Is it over?" Ji Yue asked.

"The last three copies will be delivered tonight, and they will be finished soon," Jiang Feng said.

"Do you know who is checking the gift list now? I just called Aunt Wang and Sister Fang, but they don't know. Who told you when to make a few copies of the Eight Treasure Chestnut Pigeon?"

"Qi Rou told me what you're asking for? Aren't you on vacation?" Jiang Feng was a little surprised.

Ji Yue sighed: "Boss Jiang, you are the boss anyway, even if you work in the back kitchen, you should know something about the division of labor in our lobby. I am basically responsible for customer feedback and performance appraisal. Even if I I have asked for leave, and I have to hand in the forms and summaries that should be handed in at the end of the month."

"When are you going to come back?" Jiang Feng asked.

"It depends on the situation. If everything goes well, I'll be back in two days. I didn't say that my brother's little bastard really lacked socialism and beat me up. Do you know what he told me when I first came home? He He actually told me that his school’s educational administration system is too old and has not been updated, so it’s so easy to hack into the data. He still thinks their school’s educational administration system is bad. He himself was caught by the school. Why didn’t he reflect on it? Doesn't he have the skills?"

Jiang Feng: ...

Your starting point is not right, my friend.

"How about your brother's transfer?" Jiang Feng continued to ask.

"Now the schools in the city are reluctant to take him after hearing about his great achievements. It would be too wasteful to waste money. My mother and I contacted the school in the county and planned to throw him there for a year. Eat hard first, and let my dad transfer back to the original international school when his business improves." Ji Yue said, "If I can go back the day after tomorrow, how much money will I have left from this month's salary?"

Jiang Feng calculated, and said, "Less than half."

"As soon as possible, I will call Aunt Wang and Sister Fang when I confirm the time, Ji Qiran, you little bastard, you dare to climb the window for me, when did you slip out, I...d...d...d...d...d .” Ji Yue hung up the phone.

Jiang Feng: ...

Sure enough, as expected of a brat, he actually mastered the difficult technical task of climbing over windows and walls.

This made Jiang Feng think of a ruthless person in their school whom he had heard about when he was in high school. for half a year. Until one day, because she was called to the police by a passer-by as a thief while climbing the wall, she was jointly captured by her parents and the local police. She was published in the local daily newspaper in City Z, and became famous throughout the school and became a legend.

Yes, this legendary woman, and it is said that she lives on the fifth floor.

"When will Yueyue come back?" Wu Minqi asked.

"She said the fastest day after tomorrow." Jiang Feng replied.

"That's good." Wu Minqi happily took the phone, clicked on the webpage and started to book the dessert shop, "I thought she couldn't catch up, this dessert shop will release a new product next week, it is said that the strawberry flavor must be very delicious .”

Jiang Feng continued to debone the pigeon as usual.

Having said that, he felt that his Kiki seemed to have gained a lot of weight recently, and when holding hands these days, he felt that his hands felt a lot better.

Girls really need to be fatter to be comfortable to hold. Jiang Feng still can't understand the mentality of Ji Gezi, who is 1.72 meters, has no breasts, and weighs less than 100, and has to lose weight every now and then because he can't fit into certain sizes of clothes.

Brother De and Brother Cheng can buy clothes, what are they worried about every day?

Jiang Feng's current disappointment is that he is still more than 10,000 experience points short of leveling up, and the progress of the last task has not yet been settled.

I don't know if the eight-treasure chestnut pigeon has been harvested tonight.

At 5:37, the two guests who booked the VIP box arrived at Taifeng Building on time.

The welcoming lady who received them was Qi Rou. With her signature sweet and friendly smile on her face, Qi Rou walked towards the two middle-aged men who looked familiar: "Hello, do you have an appointment?" ?"

"208," said one of them.

"Mr. Zhou and Mr. Ouyang, are they? Please." Qi Rou walked in front and led the way, and the two nodded and followed Qi Rou.

Qi Rou led them into the box, explained to the box attendant that they were the guests who compensated the Eight Treasure Chestnut Pigeon, and then went down.

As soon as Mr. Zhou entered the box, he skillfully picked up the tablet standing on the table and began to order. While ordering, he still complained to his friends: "Hey, the limited number of silk yams is gone again. I told you to come at noon, but you want to eat in the evening." Come."

Mr. Ouyang has long been accustomed to his complaints: "I'm not here to eat silk yam. If you want to eat it, you can come early at noon another day."

After speaking, he turned his head and said to the beautiful waiter who stayed in the private room: "Little sister, the rules of your store are too unreasonable. We are all high-level VIPs. We have to eat a shredded yam and come to grab it in advance."

"I will report your comments to our leader later." The waiter said with a smile.

"Can you eat spicy food recently?" Mr. Zhou asked, "Do you want to try Li Hongzhang's chowder? Haven't we ordered this dish yet?"

"There are only two of us. This dish should be a lot. Next time, I will order it when I bring my wife and children." Ouyang refused. "The strange soup I drank last time was good, so I will order this first."

Mr. Zhou continued to focus on ordering, and Ouyang was bored sitting and waiting, so he asked casually, "Little sister, when will the Eight Treasure Chestnut Pigeon be served?"

"The kitchen is already working on it, and the food will be ready soon," said the waiter.

Ouyang waited for another ten minutes. Mr. Zhou was still struggling with what to order. Ouyang became impatient and asked directly: "There are only two of us and you haven't finished ordering? I flew all the way from Guangdong Province Come to eat with you, are you going to starve me so hungry?"

Mr. Zhou continued to struggle without raising his head: "Come on, you didn't fly all the way from Guangdong Province for the Babao Chestnut Pigeon. Mr. Sun hasn't made Babao Chestnut Pigeon for ten years, so you're so hungry. Yesterday, Lao Zhao just said in the group that the Eight Treasures Chestnut Pigeon and Sun Lao used to fight, and you flew over from Guangdong Province today. I don’t know what you are drawing ?”

"I'll order it right away, wait a minute, waiter, do you recommend the sea cucumber with green onions and the sea cucumber with minced meat?" Mr. Zhou said.

"Grilled green onions... Sorry, the eight-treasure chestnut pigeon has already been served. I will serve you two first, and I will recommend it to you later." The waiter walked to the dish delivery window to serve the dishes.

Ouyang suddenly regained his energy: "Okay, Lao Zhou, just order some green onions and sea cucumbers."

Mr. Zhou listened to his words and ordered sea cucumbers with green onions and placed an order.

The waiter brought two servings of Babao Chestnut Pigeon to Mr. Zhou and Mr. Ouyang.

Remove the cover and cut open the belly of the pigeon with a knife.

The fragrance is overflowing.

Ouyang was drunk.

Even a little weeping with joy.

"That's the smell. Old Zhao, the cunning man, really didn't lie to me. It smells like that. You must be right."

Mr. Zhou shook his head helplessly: "You haven't eaten yet, so wait until you eat."

Ouyang picked up a small spoon, scooped it up carefully, and didn't forget to dip some gorgon juice.

Entrance.

"Drip, get 999 experience points."

"Drip, the main task [Loyal Customer] is completed, and the task reward is obtained: a memory of Jiang Chengde."

Jiang Feng, who was cooking in the back kitchen, smiled slightly.

It seems that a certain guest in the VIP box is very satisfied with today's Eight Treasure Chestnut Pigeon.

But the game is really stingy, and the mission reward is memory, so give me some...

Wait, whose memory?

Jiang Chengde? !

Grandpa? !