Life is a Game

National Day is the last legal holiday of the year.

After the National Day, all office workers and student parties will usher in a three-month long weekend with only weekends, and may not even have a happy and busy work or study time without weekends. When Jiang Feng was an honest student, he always felt that the National Day was the calm before the storm. Let everyone have a long vacation to refresh themselves, and then they can learn and work hard, and beheaded Rice has the same purpose.

Regarding this, Jiang Feng just wanted to ask if he could give the Double Ninth Festival some face. Everyone is a traditional festival, Qingming Festival, Dragon Boat Festival, Mid-Autumn Festival are all holidays, not only holidays, but also discounts in shopping malls, with the exception of Chongyang Festival, as a traditional festival, living is not as good as 618.

He can eat an extra portion of the head-cut meal, the Jiang family has a big appetite.

On the morning of October 1st, Jiang Feng could smell the national day.

Because he received a WeChat message from Comrade Wang Xiulian.

Mom: Son, the pigeons have been delivered to the store. If you wake up, hurry up and get rid of the pigeons. Your father and I will wait for you in the store.

The message was sent at 5:37 am.

Jiang Feng, who was only woken up by the alarm clock at 7:30, praised from the bottom of his heart that Comrade Wang Xiulian was so passionate and full of energy when it came to making money. Taking the time to wash up, Jiang Feng rushed out with Wu Minqi before 7:45.

By the time Jiang Feng and Wu Minqi arrived at Taifeng Building in a small blue car, Wang Xiulian was already sitting in the lobby to make overall plans.

Seeing that Jiang Feng and Wu Minqi had arrived, Comrade Wang Xiulian began to assign tasks to them: "Xiaofeng, why are you here so late? Didn't I tell you to come earlier today? Go to the back kitchen and get rid of your pigeons."

"Qiqi, you also go to the back kitchen to help Uncle Jiang. I'm afraid he can't handle it alone. Yueyue, have you confirmed the time and menu for the reserved guests? Call the guests after nine o'clock Be sure, the tables in our store are very tight during the National Day, and there must be no mistakes in this regard!"

Jiang Feng and Wu Minqi walked to the locker room. Wu Minqi looked back and was more excited than usual while walking. Even her voice was a little louder than usual. She was not at all like the usual Wang Xiulian who went to the monitoring room to sleep in the afternoon.

"Why do I feel that Aunt Wang is very excited today." Wu Minqi whispered.

"Normal." Jiang Feng said, "My mother is very excited about spending money and making money, especially during the National Day when there is a lot of traffic. It turns out that when my family was still serving healthy snacks in City Z, my mother could eat at 1 am before the National Day. Go to the Linshi slaughterhouse to grab the meat."

Jiang Feng looked at the hall and found that the decoration had indeed changed. All tables for two, four and six were decorated with festive-looking cartoon stand cards. Jiang Feng suspected that these stand cards could still be used during the Chinese New Year. , if Taifeng Building is open during Chinese New Year.

Before Jiang Feng reached the door of the locker room, Jiang Feng ran into a waitress who was holding a discount sign.

Standing tall like a man, Jiang Feng could clearly see a few bright and conspicuous characters on it: Happy National Day, limited-time special offer!

Jiang Feng walked in quietly and took a look. He didn't have his own dishes, they were all Zhou Shi's special dishes. It seemed that Comrade Wang Xiulian, the employee who was the least motivated, the least loyal, and most likely to resign or rebel, didn't intend to let him idle , The sales volume is not good to make up for the discount.

"Do you want me to help?" Jiang Feng asked.

This stand is not small in size, and it looks a bit heavy. The most important thing is that it is difficult to hold, and it is especially laborious to drag it. If you want to hold it or resist it, it is very likely that the waitress's body will not hold it.

"No need, little boss, go get busy." The one holding the sign was an ordinary, unprogressive, beautiful waiter in District A who was on the verge of being dismissed, who dared to ask Jiang Feng to help.

Jiang Feng nodded and left.

The generally good-looking waiters in Area A continued to drag the stand and struggled forward.

Jiang Jiankang, who was squatting at the door of the back kitchen to catch fish: ...

How did his son chase Kiki?

Jiang Feng quickly changed into his work clothes and walked into the back kitchen. He found his own father squatting at the door fishing for fish, so he reminded him: "Dad, no one else can see that cabinet, and there is a small stool inside."

Jiang Jiankang immediately understood: "Do a good job and call Dad if you are too busy!"

Jiang Feng spent the whole morning dealing with young pigeons. The technical difficulty of deboning whole pigeons was too high. All the chefs with this level in the back kitchen of Taifeng building were stove chefs. Because many large tables and private rooms were reserved in advance, many dishes were ordered in advance, and every stove chef was very busy, even Jiang Jiankang, who said he would come to help after 9 o'clock, would not He grew a third hand, or learned the technique of shadow clone, otherwise he would never have time to come and help.

Before the opening hours, there is a scene of opening in the back kitchen.

"Is the eggplant ready? No eggplant yet?"

"Xiao Han, go and check the menu to see if there is anything missing."

"Why doesn't this oven work anymore? Zhang Weiyu, come and see what's going on with this oven?"

"I'm a finance student, not a machine repairer. Let me see, it seems that the main switch is faulty. You should use other ones first. Are the disassembly tools in the warehouse?"

"Who saw the plate containing the eight-treasure chestnut pigeon? Who still has a plate for the eight-treasure chestnut pigeon?"

"you this……"

"what time is it now?"

"Where's Sang Ming?"

"you……"

It was so lively that the restaurant was about to close down.

At 11:27, noon business is about to begin.

Jiang Feng knew that at this critical moment, as the boss of Taifeng Building, it was time for him to say something to establish his supreme position as the boss.

"Ahem, everyone, be quiet." Jiang Feng clapped his hands, and there was a brief silence in the lively kitchen.

"Today is the first day of the National Day, and the noon business will start in a few minutes. Everyone has done a good job in the preparatory work, no mistakes have been made, and all the pre-ordered dishes are ready. But I want to emphasize that this A few days are the National Day, the traffic is very large, everyone's workload will be very heavy, including me, not only today, tomorrow, and even the next seven days, it is best not to make mistakes in our dishes."

"National Day is the golden week of tourism. Our store may welcome a lot of tourists. It is the first time for them to enter Taifeng Building. It is very important for us to leave a good first impression on them, so we There must be absolutely no mistakes in the dishes, and the bad reviews complained by customers will directly affect your quarterly bonuses and year-end bonuses, everyone must know."

"I would like to trouble everyone to work hard these few days. The two head chefs insist on staying here at such an age. I hope everyone can overcome the hardships and tiredness. After the National Day is over, I will give you bonuses."

"Okay!" Everyone applauded, basically for the last three words.

"The noon business will start soon, everyone continue to work." Jiang Feng said that the meeting was adjourned.

The kitchen suddenly became lively again.

"How is it?" Jiang Feng asked Wu Minqi. He felt that his speech just now was very good, and he performed beyond the standard.

"Handsome!" Wu Minqi smiled and said, "Your pigeon soup over there should be almost done, you can prepare the sauce."