Life is a Game

After Jiang Jianguo, Jiang Jiankang and others were released from the kitchen by the old man, more people fell into deep thought in the dining room together.

A group of people, fat or thin, male or female, sat together, their chins propped up in deep thought, looking from a distance as if a cult was in a meeting.

Except for Jiang Jianshe, who was playing chess with Professor Li, and a few people in the living room, everyone was solving this super-outline problem in the dining room, but no one solved it, and no one even found a way to solve it.

"I think we can look at this problem from a different angle." Jiang Feng suddenly broke the silence, "Since we can't think of a solution, why not look at this problem from the perspective of the questioner."

"The questioner?" Zhang Guanghang sat up straight and looked at Jiang Feng, "From Roland Reiner's point of view?"

"Yes." Jiang Feng's thoughts suddenly broadened, "Since we can't think of a countermeasure for the time being, why don't we think about what Roland Reiner and the restaurant he works for have come to Peking to open a restaurant at such a high price. What are they planning? "

Grandma Jiang, who just tried to understand the question just now, was a little at a loss: "Didn't you say that you will be punished?"

"No, if it's just for the price of getting off the horse, it must be profitable." As the former tailor shop owner's wife, the eldest aunt realized that things were not that simple.

"Opening a restaurant in Beiping can make a lot of money." Jiang Jiankang, who didn't like reading or watching political dramas, looked bewildered.

"What a fool, their Michelin two-star restaurant doesn't make money in the United States?" Wang Xiulian gave Jiang Jiankang a supercilious look, "It must have come here because we earn more."

"But the business of these branches of Michelin-starred restaurants has always been sluggish here. They have opened upside down and have no foundation. Even if the chef is sent here, the profits should not be as big as those in the mainland." Jiang Feng also couldn't figure it out.

We are all capitalists, making money is the most important thing, why bother to be so impulsive, you are not good and I am not good.

"But what if they are profitable, and there is a lot of profit." Zhang Guanghang said.

Everyone looked at him strangely.

Zhang, did you hear any news when you returned to China? "Jiang Feng asked.

"When I was having dinner with my dad, he casually complained that the store's business was not very good last year, and the profit dropped by 20%." Prosperity. When I came last year, I heard colleagues complain that the income was not as good as in previous years. Although Europe is different from the Americas, my restaurant has three Michelin stars. Even the income of my restaurant has dropped so much. It must be the stars in the United States. The restaurants are not much better.”

"you mean……"

"They may not come here to show off, but to open up the Chinese market." Zhang Guanghang guessed, "China's economy has developed rapidly in recent years, and the West has long been envious of this market. You all know that a few years ago there were Many Michelin-starred restaurants have tried to open branches here in Peking, but they all failed.”

"Aunt Wang is right. They sold the top floor of the shopping mall and spent a lot of money to promote it. It must be profitable. If it is just because of the Michelin rating that you want to send a capable chef here to give everyone a big shot, you can do it. You don’t have to spend so much time and money to mobilize people.” The more Zhang Guanghang analyzed, the more he felt that he had misunderstood, “We have all fallen into a misunderstanding, and we messed up the order of this matter.”

"We think that there is Michelin selection first, and then Roland Reiner comes to Peiping. However, if Roland Reiner originally planned to come to Peiping, but happened to be in the Michelin selection, I would like to take this opportunity to give everyone another blow." Woolen cloth?"

Hearing what Zhang Guanghang said, Jiang Feng's eyelids twitched in shock.

"If you think about it this way, all this makes sense. The Western economy is in a downturn, and the catering industry is also in a downturn. On the contrary, our side, especially Beiping, has a very prosperous and prosperous catering industry. The West wants to seek new Way out, to open up a new market, so they sent Roland Reiner, because only he is the most suitable. He knows how to cater to the tastes of diners, he is a vanguard officer, and there is a strong army behind him, give him the best resources and weapons Power." Zhang Guanghang said calmly.

Everyone thought it made sense and nodded their heads.

"That's right, that makes sense. I said why I thought this matter was a bit weird before. It turns out that we were wrong." Jiang Jianguo nodded repeatedly, typical hindsight.

"Yes, that's it." Jiang Jiankang slapped his thigh excitedly, "That what Roland didn't just come to our store, but to all the restaurants in Beiping, just to compete with us for jobs and business."

Beiping's catering industry is a huge cake, anyone who sees it wants to eat two bites.

"But if that's the case, wouldn't this matter be more difficult to handle?" Jiang Feng couldn't help but pour cold water on everyone, "If you just came to give us a blow, you'd go back after a little setback. But if They came to grab food from us with a firm will and a clear goal, and trying to get them to give up... seems not easy."

A tiger with a full belly might wag its tail and walk back when it hears the enemy's warning cry. But a hungry wolf can't give up without trying his best to tear off a piece or two of meat.

The dining room fell silent again.

After empathizing, instead of coming up with a solution, I found that the enemy was stronger, more difficult, and even harder to deal with.

When a group of people collectively cosplay the thinker, Chen Suhua strayed into the dining room with a fruit plate.

"I said why can't you see people everywhere? Why are you sitting here? If you want to chat, go to the living room to talk. The bench is so hard. I cut the fruit, let's go to the living room to eat together." Chen Suhua said.

"Okay, stop thinking about it, thinking alone can't solve the problem. How do you say that? Soldiers come to block, water comes to flood the soil. Back then, the city needed to build a dam, and there were no machines or cars, so it was all carried by manpower." The dam has been repaired as usual, and the quality is so good that it’s okay now. So many of us are still afraid of someone surnamed Luo? We all go to the living room to eat, and don’t worry about such troubles during the holidays.” Grandma Jiang stood up Filled everyone with chicken soup for the soul, and started to chase people away.

"What's wrong? What happened?" Chen Suhua looked confused.

Grandma Jiang waved her hand. In fact, she didn't understand what happened. When Zhang Guanghang analyzed it, she didn't understand it at all: "It's not a big deal, just scare yourself."

Just when everyone was about to leave the dining room and go to the living room to eat fruit, Jiang Weiming came out of the kitchen with a bowl of food, just in time to meet everyone.

"Why are you all here?" Jiang Weiming asked with a smile, "Xiao Zhang is here too. Just in time, I have done a lot, let's try it together."

Jiang Feng looked at the bowl in Jiang Weiming's hand, the contents inside looked like...

It looks like a bowl of bean curd, but with too much water.