Life is a Game

When delivering lunch, Jiang Feng first gave Director Zhong's share of the emergency department. The reason is very simple, Director Zhong's share is the most important.

How heavy is it? When Director Zhong just took the lunch box, he almost lost his grip and dropped the lunch box on the ground.

Director Zhong with the lunch box:?

I'm not too busy in the morning, so I don't have the energy?

Director Zhong entered the office with a confused look, carrying a lunch box.

It's lunch time and the emergency department is not very busy. The doctors are basically rushing to eat takeaway in the office, and Lao Sun and Lao Zhou are also crowded in the office-the lounge is full of sundries that have not been removed in the morning. Can't sit and eat.

Originally, Director Zhong was also a member of the takeaway army, but now Jiang Feng is delivering food to him.

"Xiao Cao, how does the pork chop rice taste?" Director Zhong smiled and asked Dr. Cao who was eating pork chops.

"It's not bad, it smells good." Dr. Cao nodded.

Director Zhong went to the seat and sat down, silently opened the lunch box.

The fragrance is overflowing.

Director Zhong: ∑(°Д°)

What is this rice covered with?

Director Zhong thought so in his heart, and asked the question out of his mouth.

Dr. Lu, who was eating the love box lunch made by his wife with his head down, looked up and explained: "It should be an elbow, and the whole root can't be put in, so I picked out the meat and put it on the rice alone."

After speaking, Dr. Lu still didn't forget to add: "My wife used to cook me rice with elbows."

Director Zhong nodded, and estimated how much meat and elbow meat there was on the top layer. He felt that this layer alone should be enough to eat, so he opened the second layer.

Director Zhong was stunned, and Dr. Lu who was opposite Director Zhong was also stunned.

Doctor Cao: ...

The pork chop in my mouth suddenly lost its fragrance.

Dr. Cao shed tears of remorse in his heart. He only hated himself for being ignorant, for not working hard enough, and for not being good at medicine.

Director Zhong opened the third layer with a troubled heart, and found that it was just ordinary cabbage stewed with tofu, and he felt a little relieved and let out a long sigh of relief.

Then Director Zhong felt Dr. Cao's burning eyes, and when he turned his head, he saw Dr. Cao staring at his lunch box with a large piece of pork ribs between his eyes.

"Doctor Cao, would you like to have some together?" Director Zhong invited with a smile.

Dr. Cao immediately abandoned the pork chops and other side dishes on the table, and moved the chair to Director Zhong with the white rice.

"Thank you, Director. Alas, there are so many dishes. You, Director, can't finish them all by yourself." Dr. Cao happily picked up a piece of sweet and sour ribs with his chopsticks.

"Little Lu, I remember you like hairtail fish the most. Would you like to try a piece?" Director Zhong invited.

Dr. Lu looked at the hairtail in the lunch box: "The fried hairtail must be eaten right out of the pan to be delicious. This kind of fried hairtail that has been steamed in the lunch box, no matter how crispy it was when it was just out of the pan, it tastes as good as it is now." Everything has changed."

Saying this, Dr. Lu stretched out his chopsticks and took a small piece of it honestly.

At the entrance, the crispy fried octopus was no longer crispy due to the water vapor, and the skin was soft and slightly salty, with a little elasticity. After biting it open with your teeth, the fish meat inside is delicate and loose, with a bit of saltiness, and the fish meat is scattered in the mouth without using your teeth and tongue.

Dr. Lu was speechless.

It is true that this fried octopus is no longer crispy because of the water vapor and loses the soul of fried octopus, but it is undoubtedly a very delicious fried octopus.

Really delicious fried hairtail, even if you ignore the fried word, it is still a very delicious hairtail.

In the end, the box of lunch Jiang Feng sent was divided among the doctors in the emergency room.

Dr. Cao, Dr. Lu and his ilk can divide up the dishes on the second floor, while interns like Lao Sun and Lao Xu, who have no status, can only order the stewed tofu with cabbage on the third floor. The whole layer of elbow rice was eaten.

The price is a little support.

On the other side, when Jiang Feng delivered two lunches to Jiang Weiming's ward, only Jiang Weiming and Aunt Zhu were in the ward. The young man in the next bed and the nurse went out, as if to go for an examination.

Jiang Weiming was not around, so he had to let Aunt Zhu eat his meal. Jiang Feng sat by the bed and chatted with Jiang Weiming for a while. After they finished their meal and Aunt Zhu cleaned up the lunch box, he took the lunch box with him. go home.

For some reason, Jiang Feng felt that Aunt Zhu's attitude towards her was extraordinarily warm this time.

Dr. Lu, who handed him a lunch box when he went to the emergency room, was also very enthusiastic about him.

After Jiang Feng returned to Taifeng Building, the noon business was not over yet, but the old man had disappeared. According to Sang Ming, the old man only stayed in Taifeng Building for a few minutes after Jiang Feng left, and then went to change clothes and left, as if he went to a teahouse for tea.

During the tens of minutes that the old man was away, there was a small situation in the back kitchen, which was handled with the help of Zhang Guanghang and Wu Minqi.

During lunch, Jiang Feng gave Zhang Guanghang and Wu Minqi a look. After they got what he meant, they gave him a gesture of receipt. A few minutes later, the three of them gathered in the convenience store next door.

Yes, now the venue for their secret meetings has become the convenience store next door.

The main reason is that some time ago, the convenience store launched freshly squeezed juice and freshly brewed milk tea. Although the convenience store owner’s technology is not good, his raw materials are not good enough. If you cook it casually, as long as you don’t overcook it, the milk tea you make is very good. delicious.

But Jiang Feng once suspected that he launched these drinks simply because he wanted to drink them - every time Jiang Feng walked into the convenience store, he saw the owner of the convenience store sitting at the front desk drinking juice or milk tea while looking at the house.

Life in a fat house full of decadent capitalism.

"Where's Ji Gezi?" Jiang Feng took two sips of freshly squeezed orange juice before realizing that a teammate was missing.

Although he didn't signal Ji Gezi at noon, if he called Lao Zhang, it was like fighting Ji Gezi.

"She has to hurry up and draw the second edition of the comics. Now she is drawing in the upstairs box. In the evening, I will tell her what we said today." Zhang Guanghang said.

"second edition?"

"Isn't the first edition being distributed in the lobby now? That edition was made by Orchid cutting corners. Yesterday and today, the store's sales dropped sharply. She was also worried, so she wanted to draw a better version to attract customers. .” Zhang Guanghang explained.

Jiang Feng was immediately moved. He didn't expect Ji Gezi to love the company so much and think about the company so much that he even wanted to present her with a pennant.

"Has the turnover dropped a lot in the past two days?" Wu Minqi asked puzzled, she never cared about the turnover.

"The decline is quite obvious, but there is no way around it. The restaurant on the top floor has just opened and is in the discount period, and a large number of diners have been attracted. I estimate that the turnover of all major restaurants in Beiping has dropped to a certain extent. Waiting for the restaurant on the top floor It should pick up after the end of the preferential period." Zhang Guang said.

"How many days are they discounting?" Jiang Feng asked. Since Jiang Weiming was hospitalized yesterday morning, he had never cared about the top-floor restaurant, and even forgot about him in just one day.

If Zhang Guanghang hadn't mentioned it, Jiang Feng would have even forgotten that they still had such a powerful opponent.

"20% off for drinks, 50% off for designated packages, lasting for three days." Zhang Guang said.

Jiang Feng couldn't help clicking his tongue.

High-end restaurants offer such a large discount, rich.

It's nice to have money.

"How's the food?" Wu Minqi asked.

"The overall quality is not bad, the ingredients are very fresh, and the dishes have basically been improved to a certain extent, which should be more suitable for the taste of Beiping." Zhang Guanghang commented pertinently, "The price is a bit inflated, but after all, the Michelin star There should be quite a few people who buy it with their heads up there."

"And I inquired a little bit, and their appointment has been scheduled for four days."

"Business is booming." Jiang Feng couldn't help sighing.

"However—" Zhang Guanghang changed the subject, "I found that the restaurant on the top floor doesn't actually have much influence on us."

Jiang Feng \u0026 Wu Minqi:?

"Although our two restaurants are close to each other, they are not in the same shopping mall and there is some distance. Yesterday I asked the house manager to analyze and found that the overlap rate of customers in Taifeng Building and the restaurant on the top floor is not high. The overlap rate of customers is the highest. It should be Babaozhai." Zhang Guanghang said, "The search position of the restaurant on the top floor has already been bought on Babaozhai."

Jiang Feng silently lit a piece of wax for Ling Guangzhao in his heart.

"Let's not talk about this." Jiang Feng called Wu Minqi and Zhang Guanghang to the convenience store for a small meeting, not to discuss the top-floor restaurant next door.

It has nothing to do with them no matter how good the restaurant business in the movie city is. Jiang Weiming is hospitalized, the old man is restless, and it is normal for the chef at the back of Taifeng building to be distracted, even if there is no drop in the turnover of the restaurant on the top floor.

"Do you know about Sun Jikai's grandfather?" Jiang Feng asked.

Zhang Guanghang and Wu Minqi nodded, and the atmosphere suddenly became heavy.

"Grandpa has been in a bad state since he received Sun Jikai's call this morning. He also saw it in the post-processing appearance this morning. He is absent-minded and distracted. I have never seen my grandpa like this."

"My grandpa and I will go to FJ to attend Grandpa Sun's funeral in two days. To be honest, I'm a little worried about him." Jiang Feng frowned, "I'm worried that grandpa will be overwhelmed. He's really so wrong now. .”

Hearing what Jiang Feng said, Wu Minqi also began to worry about the old man, but she had never encountered a similar situation and didn't know what to do.

Zhang Guanghang comforted: "This is normal."

Jiang Feng:?

Wu Minqi:?

Zhang Guanghang smiled when he saw the almost simultaneous expression changes of the two, and said, "Serious illness and death are two different concepts."

"As long as a person is still alive, even if he is dying of illness, he is alive after all. As long as he is alive, we will have a sense of reality."

"But death is different. Even if it is an expected death, when that day comes, the last sense of reality disappears, and everything is different."

"When you start to think about that person, it's like holding sand with an empty hand. The tighter you hold it, the faster it leaks. The harder you try, the less you can remember it. It seems that with his departure, the memory also leaves , there is only a vague face in my mind, I can’t remember the most specific appearance, and I even feel a strange feeling when I see the photos.”

"I feel that he is still alive. When I leave home, I feel that he is at home. When I return home, I feel that he is outside. I can hardly remember what he looks like, but I feel that he is always by my side."

Seeing that both Jiang Feng and Wu Minqi were in a daze, Zhang Guanghang realized that he had strayed from the topic: "I just posted it out of feeling, I think Master Jiang may be because Master Sun and old Master Jiang are too close, Master Jiang After all, I am over 80 years old, so I will inevitably think about it, and I may feel the same way."

"My grandpa used to do the same thing. He used to read the news of strong anti-virus, assassination, murder, and murder in the newspaper. It will be fine."

Jiang Feng looked at Zhang Guanghang and felt that what he said just now was actually missing Xia Mubing.

But it wasn't just Xia Mubing.