Life is a Game

It was a pity that he could not eat Gu Jiangfeng, who Dong Shi didn't say, during the whole evening business, but he believed that there would be a long way to go.

In the future, the two brothers, Dong Shi and Dong Li, will gradually integrate into the collective atmosphere of eating melons in Taifeng Building, let go of their hearts and become good colleagues with everyone, Jiang Feng believes that at that time, there will be nothing they can't eat in Taifeng Building melon.

Everyone is tired of eating melons in the north, and Ling Guangzhao, who was the most popular some time ago, dug up the melons of the excellent white case chef from Gusu, and he still hasn't got a clue about the melons he has eaten. The man Jiang Feng met a few times, he was just an ordinary key man with no special features, and he spoke in a soft voice with a bit of Jiangnan flavor.

Superb culinary skills must have a source, even if you are not so lucky and have not been taught by a famous teacher, you have to steal it from famous restaurants like Zhou Shi. Only this Baian master is different, as if he jumped out of the cracks in the rocks, even Pei Shenghua only found out that his family opened a dim sum shop in Gusu, not a well-known dim sum shop, but a kind of neighborhood restaurant. A simple snack shop like the bun shop at the door.

Jiang Feng wondered if Ling Guangzhao's ancestor told him in a dream that he would go to Gusu to find such an expert to help Babaozhai regain its glory. Thanks to the master of the white case, the reputation of Babaozhai has improved a lot during this period, and the turnover is also booming, and it is about to radiate new vitality.

I am afraid that Taifeng Building will not wait until the day when Babaozhai closes down and recruit their foreman here.

Thinking of this, Jiang Feng sighed with great regret.

The evening business has ended, and everyone is very excited and quickly cleaning up the kitchen, ready to pick up things and go home. This kind of time should be regarded as a rare time when the entire kitchen staff is very excited, so Jiang Feng's sigh is particularly abrupt.

"Fengfeng, what's wrong?" Wu Minqi asked with concern.

Jiang Feng is a person who sighs easily, and there are various reasons for sighing. When Wang Hao was still writing novels based on him before, he often sighed regretfully that Wang Hao was about to be destroyed humanely by him. It's time to sigh with regret when you think that you didn't grab your favorite dish for dinner.

Wu Minqi carefully recalled what happened today, "Zhiwei" was published, and Taifeng Building became the biggest winner. The recruitment went very smoothly, and I recruited three new colleagues who are good at cooking and seem to be easy to get along with. The staff meal at night is prepared by Jiang Sanwei, so there is no need to grab food.

"Fengfeng, did you forget to do something?" Wu Minqi asked.

"I just found out that we may not be able to find the foreman of Babaozhai." Jiang Feng looked regretful.

Wu Minqi: ...

So... Did Ji Yue offend you today?

Jiang Feng sighed deeply again, only to be belatedly aware that Wu Minqi seemed to have said a few words to him just now: "Qiqi, what did you just say to me?"

This time it was Wu Minqi's turn to sigh deeply. Although she was used to Jiang Feng often reacting slowly like an elderly person when he was in a daze or thinking about things, she felt that after a long time of marriage, especially with After the child, she may dislike her husband's behavior of entering old age early.

Wu Minqi has recently started reading wedding magazines.

"I just thought you forgot to do something, so I asked you if you forgot something again." Wu Minqi explained.

After Wu Minqi reminded Jiang Feng, he suddenly realized that he had indeed forgotten one thing.

He forgot to call Sun Jikai to ask what the price of their vegetables at Jubaolou was.

"Qiqi, I suddenly remembered that my mother asked me to call to ask Sun Jikai what the prices of their dishes are at Jubaolou. Check the phone number for me." Jiang Feng glanced at his watch and felt that it was only after 10 o'clock, and Sun Jikai should not be busy when he called.

Wu Minqi nodded: "Do you want Lao Zhang to stay with you?"

"Ask him, if he's willing, he can help with reference. Remember to ask Xia Xia to stay and let her try more dishes to see the market." Jiang Feng slipped to the locker room to get his cell phone after speaking.

Changing rooms and toilets have always been holy places for gossip, and there were still customers in the store who hadn't finished their meal. Jiang Feng felt that it was not good to make a phone call directly in the lobby, so he put on a down jacket and went straight to the roadside outside with his mobile phone to make a call. .

The nights in Beiping City in January are colder than those in other places.

Jiang Feng was wrapped in a down jacket and held the phone in his hand. Before he even opened the wechat interface, he was shivering from the cold wind. After observing carefully, he found that there were no customers in the 24-hour convenience store next door, so Jiang Feng decided to move to the convenience store next door.

The owner of the convenience store stared at his tablet and watched dramas as usual, living the drunken life that ordinary people dream of, and he has no intention of thinking about his future life at all. Seeing that the customer who came in was Jiang Feng, the owner of the convenience store waved at him as usual.

"Yo, I'm off work."

"No, I'll borrow your place to make a call." Jiang Feng skillfully walked to the high chair and sat down.

The convenience store owner nodded and continued to look down.

Jiang Feng dialed Sun Jikai's WeChat number.

Even the wifi in the convenience store.

After dialing for a while, it took about 20 seconds to connect.

"Hello?" Sun Jikai's voice seemed a little tired.

He just walked out of Sun Guanyun's ward. Today he answered too many calls, from classmates, friends, colleagues, relatives, relatives, so many that he wanted to turn off his mobile phone and pretend that he didn't care. exist. If it wasn't for Jiang Feng calling now, Sun Jikai felt that he might just hang up the phone because of a moment of anger.

He had just seen Sun Guanyun's examination results.

The situation is not optimistic.

"Well, although I haven't contacted for a long time, I saw Grandpa Sun's new dishes published in "Zhiwei" today, so I wanted to call you specifically to say congratulations." Jiang Feng said that even he himself felt extremely embarrassed words.

Hearing Jiang Feng's words, Sun Jikai couldn't help showing a slightly sneering sneer. Today, he answered a day of hypocritical phone calls, and basically started with this, but he didn't expect that even Jiang Feng couldn't avoid it.

Since "Zhiwei" became an annual publication, the articles written by Xu Cheng himself have become very precious. Sun Guanyun's physical condition has been very bad since the beginning of winter. Winter is a hurdle for the seriously ill elderly. Sun Guanyun has been unable to survive the hospital since last week. The investigation never stopped.

While Sun Jikai was worried about Shen Guanyun's condition, he was also worried about the management of Jubao Building. At the same time, he had to be on guard against and investigate his second uncle's recent big moves. Behind him was his mother, who was like a pig teammate, who kept teasing him. hind legs.

Now even the friendship he felt so precious was beginning to deteriorate.

Sun Jikai, who had an outbreak of secondary illness due to all kinds of troublesome bonuses, said indifferently: "Fortunately, it can't compare with your Taifeng Building's page."

Jiang Feng on the other end of the phone was stunned for a moment. Why did he feel that Sun Jikai's tone seemed to be in a bad mood. But the phone call has already been made, and the question should be asked no matter how stupid it is.

"It's okay, it's okay, Taifeng Building's pages are all for cooking competitions, and the service is not as good as Grandpa Sun's new dishes." Jiang Feng first smiled politely.

Sun Jikai smiled coldly on the other end of the phone. Sure enough, after not seeing him for a few months, Jiang Feng began to test like those colleagues.

A stench of copper and sinister cunning.

"Just... as you know, our restaurant is newly opened and has no experience. We are not as sophisticated as your Jubaolou in terms of vegetable price pricing. My mother wants me to call you to ask you, what is the vegetable price of your Jubaolou? The standard is set, can you send it to me for reference. Our store is going to increase the price in the next year, and I want to see how you old stores that have been on "Zhiwei" set their prices."

Sun Jikai:? ? ?

For some reason, this abrupt turning point and mentally retarded dialogue made him feel very friendly, and even the tone of his speech became gentle and friendly.

"There is no problem with this, I will send it to you later." Sun Jikai felt extremely relaxed and happy.

"Thank you so much. You have helped us a lot. You also know that our store has always been very bad at ordering food." Jiang Feng said this from the bottom of his heart.

Sun Jikai said that from the moment you set the price of Ji Xue's fried beef 8 yuan higher than mine, I can see that you are really not good at pricing.

"It's easy to do. If you don't understand something in this area, you can call me anytime and ask me." Sun Jikai said politely.

Jiang Feng felt that Sun Jikai's words were so polite, and he should also be polite back. But for a while, I didn't know what to say politely, so I decided to care about the physical condition of the other party's elders.

"Then thank you very much. By the way, it's cold now, and old people tend to catch cold. My third grandfather went to the hospital today because he caught a cold last night. Is Grandpa Sun okay?" Jiang Feng regretted it after he finished speaking, and he just realized it The south is no better than Beiping, but Sun Jikai's side is much warmer than Beiping.

Sun Jikai could naturally hear that Jiang Feng's question was just out of politeness and politeness. He only needed to politely answer that he was in good health and that there was nothing serious to end the conversation.

But the words stopped.

These days, he has been telling some related or irrelevant people that Sun Guanyun is in good health, but because of a change of genius, he occasionally feels cold, and the old man needs to be hospitalized for observation when he is old.

He told the lie 100 times and even he almost believed it. If he hadn't just read the test results, he might really think that grandpa just had a cold and he would be discharged from the hospital in two days.

But in fact, given Sun Guanyun's current physical condition, it may be difficult to leave the hospital again.

He kept it from everyone and dared not tell the truth to anyone, not even his own father and mother.

But he really wanted to find a trustworthy person to tell the truth, and told himself that Sun Guanyun's time was really numbered.

"Not very good." Sun Jikai said.

"Huh?" Jiang Feng was stunned.

"My grandfather's physical condition is very bad now. I just saw the results of the hospital's examination, and it's not optimistic." Sun Jikai said.

Jiang Feng didn't know how to speak for a moment, and after thinking about it, he said, "Actually... maybe it's not as serious as you think. My second cousin is a medical student. There are many diseases that we think are serious, but in the eyes of doctors, they are just like that. , Grandpa Sun is in such good spirits that there will be no serious problems."

"I would like to thank you." Sun Jikai smiled wryly.

Both of them were silent for a while, and Sun Jikai spoke first: "I still have something to do here, so hang up first."

"Yes." Jiang Feng said.

Looking at the hung up WeChat call, Jiang Feng thought that he seemed to be coughing frequently when he saw Sun Guanyun last time, and suddenly felt a little uneasy.

Mr. Sun, maybe the situation is really not very good.

Thinking of this, Jiang Feng's heart tightened, and he remembered the time when Li Mingyi had just passed away. For a moment, he felt his chest was very congested.

Birth, old age, sickness and death, the world is impermanent.

Can't escape, can't hide.