Life is a Game

Mr. Zhou and Ouyang both began to eat the eight-treasure chestnut pigeon in silence, and stopped talking.

Ouyang was hiding something in his heart, and he didn't eat as slowly as last time. Instead, he devoured his usual big gulps, fast and anxious, which made Mr. Zhou look up at him frequently.

Although the mentality has changed, the palate is honest.

"Ding, get 999 experience points."

"Ding, get 999 experience points."

"Ding……"

On this day, Jiang Feng remembered the fear of being swiped by 999 experience points before.

Although there was a burst of ecstasy in his heart, Jiang Feng didn't show it on his face, and he didn't hesitate in his movements. He stared at the eight-treasure chestnut pigeon and carefully thickened it.

After he finished thickening the three eight-treasure chestnut pigeons in front of him, Jiang Feng turned his head and called Ji Xia: "Xia Xia, go outside and ask, which box did the first two eight-treasure chestnut pigeons go to?"

"What's wrong?" Wu Minqi turned around and took a plate of eggplant from the kitchen counter.

"It's nothing. I just suddenly found out that the timing of the first two pigeons' thickening seems to be wrong. Let Ji Xia ask. If the guests have any complaints, they can make up for it in time." Jiang Feng said.

According to his deduction, the guest who earned 999 experience points with one bite should be the first two eight-treasure chestnut pigeons sent up.

"Are you too tired? You have been busy all morning, do you want to take a rest?" Wu Minqi asked with concern.

"I'm not tired, but maybe I couldn't feel it when I thickened the cornstarch. Now it's better." Jiang Feng's ability to make up lies has caught up with the Jiang family's mainstream level.

"That's good." Wu Minqi nodded and continued cooking.

After a while, Ji Xia trotted back.

As long as the back kitchen of Taifeng Building is busy, Ji Xia will lose his job. From a small vegetable cutter to a small messenger, he can only watch but not do it.

"Master, I just asked clearly. The first two Eight Treasure Chestnut Pigeons were ordered by the guests in box VIP888. There are only two guests in that box, named Zhou, Zhou, and Zhou..."

"Master, wait, I'll ask again." Ji Xia started to run back.

Jiang Feng: ...

Really, his stupid apprentice is hopeless.

"Xia Xia's memory..." Jiang Feng didn't know what to say for a while, "It really doesn't match her age."

"Xia Xia told me before that she didn't memorize "The List of Teachers." Wu Minqi said, "The last time I tested her, she could only memorize the first emperor's entrepreneurship, and then she couldn't memorize it. She couldn't memorize a single sentence." over."

"What's behind?" Jiang Feng also looked confused.

Wu Minqi: ...

After a while, Ji Xia came back with a post-it note.

"Master, those two customers are called this, and they are both senior VIP customers of our store. The name of that customer Zhou is too difficult, so I will copy it down for you." Ji Xia stretched out his hand and showed the post-it note in front of Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng was busy thickening the cornstarch and didn't have time to watch it: "Wait a minute, I'll watch it later."

Ji Xia was fine, just holding a post-it note next to Jiang Feng, like a chief eunuch serving the emperor.

The Eight Treasure Chestnut Pigeon thickened very quickly, but within a few minutes Jiang Feng had thickened all the remaining Eight Treasure Chestnut Pigeon. Turning his head, he saw the words on the note clearly.

Ouyang Yang.

Zhou... Zhou... Zhou what?

What is this word?

Jiang Feng was also stunned.

Seeing Jiang Feng staring at the note with the expression of a scumbag looking at the blackboard in math class, Wu Minqi also leaned over to take a look, and said, "Zhou Ju (g four times)."

"So it's Mr. Zhou and Mr. Ouyang." Wu Minqi added another word.

"Qiqi, do you know these two guests?" Jiang Feng suddenly became interested, and he started fishing on the spot even if the silk yam was not ready to be made. The pure meat wontons have just been boiled in the pot, and it’s okay to cook more. Anyway, the core of this dish is unpalatable, and the harder it is, the better it is for those art students who are not afraid of death just to find inspiration.

Everything is for the guests!

"These two guests are quite famous, especially Mr. Ouyang, he is a loyal fan of Jubaolou, the kind who will turn his face when others say that Jubaolou is not good." Wu Minqi said, and continued to work after finishing speaking alive.

Jiang Fengkong has a heart to eat melons but has no melons to eat, so he can only continue to make shredded yams honestly.

As long as you put in the intense work, the big melon can be forgotten.

On the other side, Zhou Ju and Ouyang Yang in the private room had already paid their bills and chatted for a while, then got up and prepared to leave.

The waiter at the door of the box opened the door for them, indicating that the people outside are ready to come in and clear the table.

"Old Zhou, do you know who made an appointment for the Watan Huadiao Chicken?" Ouyang Yang just finished eating the Eight Treasure Chestnut Pigeon, and then set his sights on the Watan Huadiao Chicken.

"Ouyang, you are addicted to eating, drinking, and drinking. The last time you rubbed my pottery chicken, it wasn't enough to get someone else's idea." Zhou Ju said helplessly, "Don't think about anyone else, now It’s not easy to make an appointment for Watan Huadiao Chicken, even if you make an appointment, everyone hides it and eats it before posting it to Moments to show off.”

"Isn't it just one dish, what about it?" Ouyang Yang said.

"As for it? Didn't you come back from Australia all the way for a dish? Did you book tonight's flight or tomorrow's?" Zhou Yu asked.

"Tonight." Ouyang Yang said, "The Eight Treasure Chestnut Pigeon here is pretty good, but it's not as good as Old Sun's."

"Old Sun hasn't cooked this dish for many years, do you still remember the taste of the eight-treasure chestnut pigeon he made?" Zhou Jue was convinced by Ouyang Yang, the brainless fan of Jubaolou.

Ouyang Yang didn't answer.

Of course he remembered that Jubaolou was more than just a restaurant to him, it was his childhood and youth, where he spent time with his family, memories of joking with his good buddies, those memories mixed with him Remember clearly.

The eight-treasure chestnut pigeon of this family is really doing well, even better than those of Mr. Sun's apprentices, but it is not enough.

not good enough.

"Let's go, what's for dinner?" Ouyang Yang said.

Unfortunately, he may never have the best taste ever again.

He didn't say the most important thing when he was chatting with Zhou Ju just before dinner. He heard a news, a terrible news, news that no one can tell.

Sun Guanyun is dying.

The Treasure House is almost dead.

"Ding, I found an optional side mission." The system prompt sounded suddenly in Jiang Feng's mind.

Jiang Feng's hands shaking when he sprinkled salt, almost sprinkled too much.

"Xia Xia, go and see how many dishes I have left." Jiang Feng felt that he was only a few dishes away from sudden death.

"I just read it. Master, you still have two servings of braised lion heads and one serving of sweet and sour pork ribs." Ji Xiashou was next to Jiang Feng to accurately broadcast for him.

"Dad, I'm going to the toilet and you help me cook the last two braised lion heads and one sweet and sour pork ribs!" Jiang Feng shouted at the top of his voice, ready to get away.

Jiang Jiankang pretended not to hear.

"Xia Xia, your master doesn't seem to have heard. Go over and tell him what I just said." Jiang Feng used his trump card.

Ji Xia was ordered to run to Jiang Jiankang's side. Before he could speak, Jiang Jiankang changed from pretending not to hear to pretending to respond slowly: "Okay, son, go, come back quickly."

"Hey, I'm getting older, and I'm slow in doing things." Jiang Jiankang said to himself, doing all the tricks.

Jiang Feng put down the spatula and ran away.

There are still many guests in the hall. On the first day of the National Day, Taifeng Building ushered in the highest table turnover rate in history. It is almost two o'clock and there are still guests coming. Can the ordering system in the kitchen still listen? There was a ding. Jiang Feng even suspected that the back kitchen staff all died suddenly before he could pay the bonus.

Only then did Jiang Feng realize how important Sun Jikai was.

What a workforce!

If you say no, you will leave, if you say go, go.

It's time for Taifeng Building to learn from Ling Guangzhao and recruit two chefs from other places. Jiang Feng took a look at Zhou Shi's loyalty yesterday. It was very stable and he was still 19, the kind who was ready to leave at any time.

As soon as the week left, the back kitchen lost another cheap labor force that could deduct wages, and it was really overwhelmed when the holidays came.

With his heart full, Jiang Feng walked into the men's room on the second floor, walked into his exclusive compartment for checking tasks, clicked on the attribute panel, and received the task.

[Replacement]: In Ouyang Yang's heart, Jubaolou is the irreplaceable No. 1 restaurant. Even though it is about to decline due to frequent changes recently, its position in Ouyang Yang's heart is still irreplaceable. As far as Ouyang Yang is concerned, although the eight-treasure chestnut pigeon made by chef Jiang Feng is not the best, please players make an amazing eight-treasure chestnut pigeon to replace it.

Task hint: Please try to improve your fire and seasoning level.

Mission reward: A memory of Ouyang Yang.

Jiang Feng: ...

Frequent changes in Jubao Building?

Is Jubaolou going to close down?

Ling Guangzhao's Babaozhai has not yet closed down, and Sun Jikai's Jubaolou is about to close down?

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