Life is a Game

Ouyang in the VIP box has been immersed in the world of Babao Chestnut Pigeon.

As a native of the third generation of wealthy Guangdong Province, Ouyang has eaten Jubaolou as a canteen since he was a child. He is familiar with the chefs of Jubaolou for more than 30 years, and even the resident waiters in Jubaolou can name them. And Sun Guanyun's hardcore fans.

He is also a loyal fan of Babao Chestnut Pigeon.

Since Sun Guanyun stopped being in charge ten years ago and handed over the position of head chef of Jubaolou to his apprentice, Ouyang has never eaten authentic Babao Chestnut Pigeon.

He once had the cheek to come to ask Sun Guanyun to make an exception to cook for him once, but how could he ask for something that Xu Cheng couldn't ask for. Jubaolou without Sun Guanyun is like a peony flower show without peonies. No matter how gorgeous, fresh, white and flawless the other flowers are, they cannot compare with the noble status of peonies.

What he wants to eat is the eight-treasure chestnut pigeon made by Sun Guanyun, or the eight-treasure chestnut pigeon that has been passed down by Sun Guanyun, not the defective products made by Sun Guanyun's apprentices who only learned the appearance.

Ouyang once thought that he would never eat the eight-treasure chestnut pigeon in his memory again.

But today he ate it. Although the taste was not as good as he remembered, it was the taste and the feeling. From the moment when the tip of his tongue touched the stuffing inside the Eight Treasure Chestnut Pigeon, every cell in Ouyang's body was trembling, roaring, trembling, and shouting at him hoarsely.

This is the taste, this is the taste, unmistakable, this is the eight-treasure chestnut pigeon!

This is the authentic Eight Treasure Chestnut Pigeon!

Ouyang was drunk.

The Eight Treasures Chestnut Pigeon is only a small one, even if the pigeon's belly is bulging when served, it is only a small one.

Its portion, after a grown man as an appetizer or afternoon tea snack.

Ouyang ate carefully, but very quickly. Having rich experience in eating Babao Chestnut Pigeon, he knows very well that this dish is the most delicious only when it is just out of the pan, and the flavor will be greatly reduced once it is cold.

Ouyang carefully chewed the lily in his mouth and closed his eyes.

"Ding, get 999 experience points."

Ouyang ate a small piece of shiitake mushroom and felt like he was already walking in the clouds.

"Ding, get 999 experience points."

Ouyang dug out the pigeon eggs buried in the deepest place, and couldn't bear to bite the whole thing, and only bit off a small half.

"Ding, get 999 experience points."

It was a rare luxury for Ouyang. He scooped up a full spoon. In the small spoon, there were chopped shiitake mushrooms, lilies, chestnuts and half of the pigeon eggs left just now. After wrapping it in one bite, Ouyang felt that his whole body had been sublimated .

"Ding, get 999 experience points."

Ouyang...

"Ding, get 999 experience points."

"Ding, get..."

"Ding……"

Jiang Feng, who was in the kitchen, was still dumbfounded.

It was the first time that he was bombarded with full experience in this way. Pan Ling had never contributed such a high and intensive experience value for decades after being abused by his mother's dark cooking skills during the Chinese New Year.

The beeps in the brain are still ringing continuously, almost every few seconds, and often the next beep will sound just after the previous beep is finished, like a repeater.

Jiang Feng knew very well that most of the diners who gained experience now were probably the ones who were very satisfied with the Babao Chestnut Pigeon.

only……

How small is this guest's mouth, why he ate so much and why he hasn't finished eating a portion of Babao Chestnut Pigeon.

In the private room, the process of Ouyang eating the eight-treasure chestnut pigeon finally came to an end.

Mr. Zhou was already dumbfounded by the sidelines. He had finished eating his own eight-treasure chestnut pigeon a few minutes ago.

In all fairness, his 3-year-old son eats faster than Ouyang now.

He really wanted to ask Ouyang, do you want to eat flowers from this little pigeon?

"As for?" Mr. Zhou watched Ouyang finish eating the stuffing with his own eyes, and then began to eat the pigeon.

"You don't understand. It's been ten years. You don't understand the feeling of eating a dish that I've been thinking about for ten years." Ouyang turned to ask the waiter with emotion on his face, "little sister, when will you get this dish?" On the menu?"

"It's expected to be on the menu in October." The waiter replied.

Ouyang frowned, now he wished he could eat Babao Chestnut Pigeon for three meals a day for a week, and it was only the end of August, and he had to wait for more than a month, which made his heart itch.

"Talk to your leader that this taste is already very good. It will be on the menu at the end of this month, or at the beginning of September. If it is on the menu, remember to call me and I will make an appointment as soon as possible." Ouyang said.

"Okay, I will respond to the leader. As long as the menu is on, our front desk will definitely call you as soon as possible." The waiter gave a formulaic answer with a formulaic smile on his face.

Two minutes later, Ouyang wiped out all the pigeons on the plate.

Jiang Feng didn't hear the game notification sound in the back kitchen. He thought that the guests in the VIP box had finally finished eating the Eight Treasure Chestnut Pigeon, and he was relieved. Be stingy, it's best to only give 1 or 2 points at a time, like two old men. Don't use up the remaining experience points to upgrade the game, he still wants to see his grandfather's memory when he gets home from get off work later.

The recipes from my grandfather's memory must be very precious.

Maybe it's the legendary Jiang family's long-lost famous dish.

As for whether the Jiang family has the legendary long-lost dish, it's none of Jiang Feng's business.

Relieved, Jiang Feng continued to work.

Ouyang and Mr. Zhou sat in the box and waited. Since waiting for food was boring, they couldn't help wanting to gossip.

"I heard that Jubaolou is about to be replaced. You go to Jubaolou for dinner every day, and you know Mr. Sun well. Is there such a thing?" Mr. Zhou asked.

"It should be a new generation. Mr. Sun takes his eldest grandson, Sun Jikai, with him everywhere now. I heard that he is still teaching him how to cook in person. He makes big and small moves. It should be paving the way for his grandson." Ouyang nodded. .

"His boss and second child fight so fiercely. If Mr. Sun likes Sun Jikai, won't his second child get nothing?" Mr. Zhou became interested.

"That's not necessarily the case. The second child in his family is not a fuel-efficient lamp. Don't even think about Jubaolou, but the rest of the Sun family's property is estimated to be able to share a lot. No matter how partial Sun is to his eldest grandson, a son is a son after all. It's impossible to leave nothing to his second child." Ouyang said. Looking at the little gorgon juice left on the plate, I felt that it would be a waste not to eat it like this, so I picked up a small spoon again.

Scraped the plate with a small spoon, scraped half a spoonful of the gravy, and put it in the mouth.

Mr. Zhou: ...

My friend, you are exaggerating.

We are all three generations rich, so don't spoil our face.

"Ding, get 996 experience points."

"Ding, the player has reached level 25, the game has started to be updated, the current update progress: 0%."

Jiang Feng: ...

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