Life is a Game

Jiang Weiguo raised his head and glanced at the middle-aged man. He reacted too much, nodded and said, "Long time no see."

The middle-aged man seemed quite used to Jiang Weiguo's indifferent attitude towards him, and said with a smile, "When did Brother Jiang arrive?"

"Just arrived." Jiang Weiguo said.

"Me too. I came here as soon as I received the call in the afternoon. I read the latest issue of "Zhiwei". Congratulations, Senior Brother Jiang."

Jiang Weiguo sat up straight suddenly, turned sideways and looked directly at the middle-aged man: "I received a call yesterday morning."

"It's past six o'clock in the morning."

Jiang Feng \u0026 Wu Minqi \u0026 middle-aged man: ...

The middle-aged man laughed dryly twice, obviously not knowing what to say, leaving a sentence of "I won't bother Senior Brother Jiang for dinner" and returned to his original position.

"Grandpa, is he Grandpa Sun's younger brother?" Jiang Feng asked curiously.

"Yeah." Jiang Weiguo nodded, took a bite of stir-fried lotus root, wanted to curse but held back, "He is Sun Maocai."

"Oh, Sun...Sun Maocai?"

Not only Jiang Feng was a little surprised, but even Wu Minqi was a little surprised. After all, Sun Maocai, as the number one person of contemporary Cantonese cuisine, is known to everyone in the chef circle. Since he lives in Hong Kong City all the year round and does not have much communication with other chefs, everyone only knows his name but not his name. people.

Hong Kong City's weekly gossip magazine has reported a lot of news about him. There are at least more than 100 versions of his love and hatred with Sun Guanyun in Hong Kong City's weekly gossip magazine, but everyone will not read Hong Kong City's weekly gossip magazine— — After all, it is hard to buy.

"Sun... I didn't expect Master Sun to be so young." Jiang Feng sighed.

He knew that Sun Maocai was much younger than Sun Guanyun, and he had seen it in his memory. When Sun Guanyun and Sun Maocai had the legendary duel of the century, Sun Guanyun was already a middle-aged man, and Sun Maocai looked like a young man. But now that Sun Guanyun was an old man, Sun Maocai still looked like a middle-aged man, which made Jiang Feng a little unacceptable.

At least he has to look like a middle-aged and elderly person to meet the public's expectations of him.

"He's quite young. He's more than 20 years younger than old man Sun, and he should be in his early fifties now." Jiang Weiguo said, he couldn't remember exactly Sun Maocai's age.

Early fifties?

Jiang Feng and Wu Minqi turned their heads to look at Sun Maocai, and scrutinized his face carefully. This face didn't look like he was in his early fifties, at most he was in his forties.

It's really well maintained.

Jiang Feng sighed inwardly.

Sun Maocai was scanning the QR code on the table with his mobile phone. Seeing that Jiang Feng and Wu Minqi were looking at him, he raised his head and smiled at them, then looked at his mobile phone and ordered food.

Looking at it, Sun Maocai's eyes narrowed and narrowed.

Then Sun Maocai put down his phone, silently took out his reading glasses from his pocket, put them on and began to look at the menu again.

The whole person looked instantly kinder.

Jiang Feng: ...

It's a middle-aged and elderly person in his early fifties, that's right.

Dinner is naturally unpleasant. Apart from Gudu Pork, the few dishes on the table can make ordinary diners a little happier-although it is perfunctory, the sauce ratio is still good, and it can be fooled. The other dishes are even for ordinary people. It's hard to be fooled.

Before leaving, Jiang Feng observed what dishes Sun Maocai ordered, and found that he ordered a crispy roast pork and a bird's nest with coconut milk and rock sugar.

At least Jiang Feng felt that Sun Maocai had only tasted two mouthfuls of the bird's nest with coconut milk and rock sugar at most.

After leaving Jubao Building, the three of them took a taxi back to the hotel. Jiang Feng didn't dare to talk to the old man along the way. As the old man's little grandson, Jiang Feng knew very well that his grandfather was full of anger while eating, so he didn't dare to scold him at a time like this.

Wu Minqi booked two rooms, one for her and Jiang Feng, and one for the old man. The two rooms are opposite each other.

The first thing he did after returning to the hotel was to organize his luggage. Jiang Feng remembered to eat after getting off the plane, and forgot to take out the funeral suit in the suitcase and hang it up. When packing his luggage, Jiang Feng also saw the shortbread that Ji Xia specially made for Sun Jikai. He took out the shortbread and put it in the most conspicuous place, so as not to forget to bring it when he went out tomorrow.

After finishing these chores, Jiang Feng sat on the bed and started sending messages to Sun Jikai, telling him that his group had arrived at the hotel, and also told Sun Jikai that they met Sun Maocai in Jubaolou, but did not mention the food in Jubaolou.

As the funeral approached, Sun Jikai became more relaxed. There seemed to be an agreement between his father and his second uncle that the funeral should take priority in everything. The elders took over the work of related matters, making Sun Jikai the most idle person in the Sun family, so he had time to chat with Jiang Feng on wechat.

Sun Jikai: During this period of time, the business of Babaozhai is not good. I guess the chefs are not paying much attention. I guess you didn't eat anything at night. How about this, I will meet you at your hotel and treat you to dinner.

Jiang Feng froze for a moment after receiving this wechat, and handed the phone to Wu Minqi to refer to her opinion. Wu Minqi naturally had no objection, she really didn't eat much at night and now she was a little hungry after staying in the hotel for more than an hour.

"Would you like to bring something to eat for Grandpa Jiang? I don't think he ate anything at night." Wu Minqi said.

When the old man ate dinner, he basically took a breath, and finally put down his chopsticks in anger and stopped eating.

"I'll ask Grandpa, it's probably a bit cold outside at this late hour, Qiqi, change into a thick coat." Jiang Feng said as he left the room and knocked on the door opposite.

But in a few seconds, the old man opened the door, with a mobile phone in his hand, and there was Grandma Jiang's voice in the mobile phone, obviously he was calling Grandma Jiang.

"What's the matter?" the old man asked.

"Grandpa, Qiqi and I went out for a stroll and bought something to eat. Would you like me to bring you something?" Jiang Feng asked.

"What's the matter with you, old man? Why don't you have dinner so late?" Grandma Jiang's loud voice came from the phone.

"Eat, it's the one tonight. I'll explain it to you later." The old man said that he was about to close the door, and looked back at Jiang Feng before closing the door, "Bring a pancake."

Jiang Feng:?

Scallion pancakes?

Then the door closed.

Jiang Feng, who got the task of buying pancakes, went back to his room and put on his coat, then sat in the room and waited for Sun Jikai to arrive downstairs at the hotel.

The Sun family was probably quite close to the hotel, but within 10 minutes, Sun Jikai sent Jiang Feng a wechat message telling him that he had arrived, and Jiang Feng and Wu Minqi went downstairs immediately.

As soon as he got out of the elevator, Jiang Feng saw Sun Jikai standing in the lobby, wearing a coat with his hands in his pockets, looking like a cold handsome guy from the side.

Taking a closer look, this cold handsome guy probably hasn't washed his hair for several days, and he hasn't shaved his beard.

Scruffy and cold and not very handsome handsome guy.

"What do you want to eat?" Sun Jikai asked.

"You are familiar with this place, so we can go to whichever one you take us to." Jiang Feng handed over the choice to Sun Jikai, "By the way, is there a shop that sells pancakes here? My grandpa wants to eat pancakes."

"Pancakes?" Sun Jikai thought for a while, "There seems to be a pancake shop. I really don't know the pancake shop. I'll ask when the time comes. There is a seafood stall here that does okay dishes, so I'll go to that one." Bar."

Jiang Feng and Wu Minqi readily agreed.