Life is a Game

When he came to Jubaolou for the third time, Jiang Feng clearly felt that there were much more guests in Jubaolou than when he came for the first time.

He couldn't see what was going on in the private rooms on the second floor, but the occupancy rate in the lobby on the first floor alone had already exceeded 50%. Such a huge change in the circumstances of non-holidays and non-rest days was obviously due to the Eight Treasures last night. The chestnut pigeon helped.

Jiang Feng even saw a few familiar faces on the small table in the hall, as if he had seen them at yesterday's funeral.

Obviously, even if Sun Jikai tells the truth, there are still diners who don't believe in evil, and insist on coming and spending money to try it for themselves.

Sun Maocai has arrived.

There are only 4 of them in total, and it is enough to make a small table for 6 people by the window. But Sun Maocai chose the innermost big round table closest to the back kitchen. Thanks to the low attendance rate of Jubao Building, otherwise the waiter would not necessarily give him this table.

After approaching, Jiang Feng suddenly understood why the waiter was willing to give him this table - Sun Maocai ordered a large table of food.

After the confrontation, I counted carefully. There are 13 dishes including cold dishes, 12 dishes and one soup. The smaller table really can't fit.

"I haven't eaten at the same table with Senior Brother Jiang for many years. It is estimated that Senior Brother Jiang will return to Peiping in two days. I don't know when we will meet next time. Senior Brother Jiang also took good care of me when I was still in Jubaolou. Today I will invite Senior Brother Jiang for this meal." As soon as Sun Maocai opened his mouth, he said that he would pay for the meal, and then turned to the waiter next to him and said, "Buddha Jumping Wall is ready."

"Okay." The service desk nodded and left.

"I know that Senior Brother Yijiang's temperament must be too lazy to inquire about the signature dishes of Jubaolou. If he ordered dishes, he would definitely order according to the habits of the year. These dishes have a good reputation in Jubaolou in recent years. Let's It’s rare to come here and taste all the meals, and if you waste it, you can’t finish it and take it away, just as I haven’t figured out what to have for dinner.” Sun Maocai said.

Hearing what Sun Maocai said, Jiang Feng began to carefully look at the dishes on the table. Many of them were eaten last night, among them was the steamed sea bass which was highly praised by him and Wu Minqi. Lychee meat, minced chicken and golden bamboo shoots, pan-fried eel and barbecued pork in honey sauce are also among them. Wenchang chicken, sea tiger fin braised with raw crab meat, stewed bird's nest and a plate of abalone are added. The soup was ordinary radish and ribs soup. Jiang Feng tried the two cold dishes yesterday, and they tasted average.

"Why did you choose such a table inside, isn't there a big table outside?" the old man asked.

The table that Sun Maocai chose was indeed a bit out of the way, it was the one closest to the back kitchen, and the light was not as good as other tables.

"This is the fault of mine when I eat out. When I choose a seat, I like to pick one that is close to the kitchen. It's my professional habit. I always want to be closer to the kitchen."

"Originally, I wanted to add another baked lobster in soup. After all, this dish was the signature dish of Jubaolou when Master was there. Unfortunately, the waiter said that the lobster was out of stock and the dish was sold out." Sun Maocai said regretfully.

"It's nothing to be sorry about. They probably don't have the ability to taste like Master Sun." The old man stretched his chopsticks towards the sea tiger's fin braised with raw crab meat, picked up a small chopstick, and ate the shark's fin as a vermicelli.

"Gorgeous." It's not a good evaluation as soon as you hear it.

Jiang Feng was a bit impressed with this dish, it was expensive. If he remembered correctly, it was the most expensive dish in Jubaolou, and the unit price was far above the Buddha Jumping Wall.

After all, there is still one dish at any rate, and there is only a small cup of Buddha Jumping Over the Wall.

Thinking of this, Buddha jumped over the wall and went to the table.

In a small cup, if Jiang Jiankang could eat it in three mouthfuls, Jiang Feng could smell the money before he even lifted the lid.

Although Jiang Feng had never eaten the dish of Buddha jumping over the wall, he had heard of it. Before their family had recognized the Li family, Professor Li had asked Jiang Jiankang to cook Buddha jumping over the wall. For this, Jiang Jiankang also used Huadiao wine that he had collected for many years. Although the finished product was not satisfactory, the fragrance was still very successful. At least Jiang Feng had some impression of the fragrance.

Entrance, delicious.

So Jiang Feng didn't know why this little pot of Buddha Jumping Wall actually had to be thickened to give a false sense of thickness when all kinds of ingredients were integrated in his mouth, but the overall taste was still delicious, at least the broth was well seasoned and the tone was good . Although the various ingredients are not coordinated and blended, but with such an excellent broth base, it will not be unpalatable, and the cooking time is enough. It is a Buddha jumping wall that is about the passing line, but the price is a bit more expensive, one digit more.

"Cut corners." The old man put down the spoon.

"It's really perfunctory. It turns out that when the master was there, the best ingredients were used to make this Buddha jump over the wall. The dried abalone needed to be soaked 5 days in advance, the best Liao ginseng was used for the sashimi, and the best golden hook fin was used. , Even the altar was specially made in the kiln factory.” Sun Maocai added, “It takes more than a day for a Buddha to jump over the wall, and someone has to watch over it at all times. At that time, which senior was assigned to guard the altar. You have to eat more bowls of rice."

Jiang Feng swallowed involuntarily, looked down at the Buddha jumping over the wall in the bowl, and immediately felt dull.

But that's all.

In the next few minutes, the old man tasted each dish one by one like a harsh food critic, and offered wonderful idioms to curse people.

"It's perfunctory."

"It's a mess."

"It's a mess."

"hard to swallow."

"Misunderstanding my son."

"..."

"It's useless." The old man put down his chopsticks, and began to make a summary evaluation, "The steamed sea bass dish is still a bit standard, and the rest are just things to fool people."

Basically, every time the old man scolded a dish, Sun Maocai had to explain in detail why the dish was scolded.

"The steamed sea bass is made by Qiu Fu. I often hear people say that he is the most honest disciple of Senior Brother Sun. Now it seems that is true." Sun Maocai said.

When everyone is lazy, he is the only one who is not lazy, which shows that he is an honest person.

"Isn't he the head chef? I don't care if the dishes are made like this." The old man tasted the normal performance of the chefs in Jubaolou last night, so he was naturally even more angry with today's extremely perfunctory dishes.

"I heard people say that although Qiu Fu is honest and good at cooking, he is not good at interpersonal relationships and has no deterrent effect. He lacks management experience and is not suitable to be a chef. It turned out that when Senior Brother Sun was still there, although he didn't cook often, he also He often goes to the back kitchen, so he has always been the head chef, and Qiu Fu was also appointed temporarily." Sun Maocai said.

"You know the news about Jubaolou," the old man said.

Sun Maocai smiled: "I was really bored at the hotel last night, so I asked my friend to find out some news about Jubaolou. My friend is very well-informed, and I found out everything in one night."

The old man naturally didn't believe Sun Maocai's nonsense, and said in a deep voice, "Do you really want to come back?"

Sun Maocai put away his smile and put on a straight face: "That's natural."

The old man raised his head and looked around, and took a closer look at this familiar yet unfamiliar restaurant: "This place is different from before."

"When Taifeng Building reopens, will it be the same as Brother Jiang remembers?" Sun Maocai asked back.

"Taifeng Building belongs to my family."

"This is also my home." Sun Maocai said, turning his head to look at the closed kitchen door, "Senior brother Jiang is very clear about my affairs, my parents died in the flood, and my relatives didn't want to support me, so I wandered outside and became a thief. The most dexterous is these hands, and the most skillful is to observe words and expressions."

"At that time, I stole the belongings of the guests of the Jubao Building. I was caught on the spot and broke the things in the Jubao Building when I fled. Forget it after a meal, and if you break something in Jubao Building, you can go to the back kitchen to work as a handyman to pay off the debt if you don't have any money to pay for it."

The old man scooped up a bowl full of radish and ribs soup for himself, and was gnawing on the ribs. Hearing what Sun Maocai said, he continued casually: "Of course I know, I was the one who caught you back then."

Jiang Feng: Pfft.

"Indeed, in fact, the person I should be most grateful to is Senior Brother Jiang. If you hadn't run fast and strong back then, and grabbed me and pinned me to the ground, I might be locked up in prison now." Sun Maocai said, "It's a pity that there is no wine now. If there is wine, I must toast Senior Brother Jiang."

"Don't talk nonsense with me, I'm not joking with you. If you want to come back, will you be willing?" The old man continued to eat ribs with his head down.

"How do you know if you don't try?"

"So what about Ken? It's not like you haven't tasted these dishes. Even if you want to take care of them, do you think they'll let you take care of them?"

"So I have to try." Sun Maocai smiled, "Who would have thought of the future, just like Senior Brother Sun and I could not have imagined that Senior Brother Jiang would actually be able to buy back Taifeng Tower one day, and the business would still be so prosperous after reopening .”

"Just like Senior Brother Sun and I would never have imagined that one day I would leave the Treasure Building and not be able to return for decades." Sun Maocai said softly.

The atmosphere at the dinner table suddenly froze.

Wu Minqi quietly raised her head and looked back and forth between Sun Maocai and the old man, then lowered her head and pretended that she didn't hear anything, and continued to pick up vegetables for dinner.

As a big eater of melons, she has quietly eaten enough melons these days, and she needs some time to digest these melons.

"Fengfeng." Wu Minqi whispered in his ear with a voice that only Jiang Feng could hear, "Actually, you can tell Sun Jikai about the comments made by Grandpa Jiang and Mr. Sun just now."

"Ah?" Jiang Feng was confused.

Wu Minqi pointed to the dishes on the table: "Although Grandpa Jiang's words are a bit unpleasant, his and Mr. Sun's comments are extremely fair. If Sun Jikai wants to rectify the back kitchen of Jubaolou, these fair comments should It will be a good way for him to rectify the kitchen and establish his prestige."

Wu Minqi was worthy of being the former heir of the Wu family restaurant. When Jiang Feng heard the old man scolding the food just now, what Jiang Feng thought was: Oh, grandpa started to scold people every day again. What Wu Minqi thought was that Sun Jikai could use these words to scold the cook back.

Jiang Feng felt that Wu Minqi's suggestion was very good, so he immediately took out his mobile phone and started typing and sending WeChat messages.

He can't remember the specific words, but he still remembers the general idea.

Jiang Feng: My grandfather, Wu Minqi, and Sun Maocai are eating in your shop right now.

Jiang Feng: My grandfather said that your Buddha Jumping Wall cut corners and materials. Mr. Sun Maocai said that the materials used in your Buddha Jumping Wall are not as rigorous as before. He said that your Buddha Jumping Wall used to last for more than a day...

Jiang Feng: Barbecued pork in honey sauce...

Jiang Feng: There are also braised sea tiger fins with raw crab meat...

...

Jiang Feng sent more than a dozen messages to Sun Jikai, but he didn't know that Sun Jikai was in the back kitchen at this time.

Sun Jikai was originally checking whether there were any problems with the ingredients. When he entered the back kitchen last night, he saw the dishes on the chopping board and felt something was wrong. He suspected that someone had tampered with the purchase of ingredients to shoddy them.

The results of spot checks are obvious. There are problems with the ingredients in Jubaolou. Common fruits and vegetables are okay. For example, sea cucumbers, bird's nests and shark fins are basically mixed.

Qiu Fu was temporarily ordered to be incapable of managing affairs, so it was too easy to take advantage of him.

Just as Sun Jikai was furious, he felt the cell phone in his pocket vibrating non-stop.

After the training, Sun Jikai went into the cubicle and took out his mobile phone. Seeing that it was Jiang Feng who sent the message, he sent him more than a dozen messages in a row. After clicking on it, he saw——

To fool customers in a mess and sell it so expensive is simply to deceive consumers.

Sun Jikai:?

scold me?

After a closer look, it was not Jiang Feng who scolded him, but Sun Maocai and Jiang Weiguo who scolded him.

Sun Jikai looked from the bottom up, and only when he saw the top message, the first message, did he realize that Jiang Feng and the others were having dinner in Jubaolou.

Sun Jikai quickly responded to the message.

Sun Jikai: Which table are you at?

Feeling the vibration of the phone, Jiang Feng who clicked on the phone to read the news:?

Get angry and hit me?

Could it be that what I just expressed was too clear and hurt Sun Jikai's fragile heart a little bit?

After thinking about it, Jiang Feng still sent the table number to Sun Jikai.

But in a few tens of seconds, the door of the kitchen opened. Sun Jikai came out of the kitchen and saw Jiang Feng and the others at a glance, walking towards them quickly.

After approaching, Sun Jikai apologized without further ado.

"Grandpa Jiang, Master Sun, I'm sorry. I haven't had time to take care of the store's affairs during this period of time, which caused the store to be full of smog, and the dishes I made are also sorry for the customers. Let me treat the meal today."

The old man did not speak, and gave the opportunity to speak to Sun Maocai.

Sun Maocai showed a gentle smile that only belonged to the elders: "I originally invited Brother Jiang to this meal today, so I should pay for the meal. It is understandable if the management of the store is negligent due to family problems. Just improve it. Forget about the meal, if you can, you might as well give me an eight-treasure chestnut pigeon, the kind I ate last night."

Sun Jikai was stunned for a moment, then looked at Jiang Feng again, a little embarrassed: "The Eight Treasure Chestnut Pigeon last night was actually..."

"I know that the thickening part of the Eight Treasure Chestnut Pigeon last night should be done by Jiang Feng. But last night I heard Jiang Feng say that the thickening of the Eight Treasure Chestnut Pigeon was not taught by your grandfather, but by you and him It was researched, since it was researched together, I believe you should be able to do it to some extent." Sun Maocai said warmly.

Sun Jikai is really embarrassed now, although it is true, but...

He really won't.

"Actually, I can't." Sun Jikai smiled wryly, "Although Jiang Feng's thickening was indeed figured out together with me, I still haven't grasped the real essentials of thickening it. Grandpa also taught me later, but..."

Sun Jikai shook his head.

"I'm not as good as Jiang Feng."

Now Jiang Feng and Wu Minqi were surprised, although it was a recognized and unchangeable fact that Sun Jikai was not as good as Jiang Feng. But with Young Master Sun's proud character, it is extremely rare and rare for him to say this sentence himself.

"Not at all?" Sun Maocai asked.

"A little bit, but never to the point."

The thickening of the Babao Chestnut Pigeon requires comprehension. Sun Jikai has not been able to concentrate on cooking these days, so naturally he has no time to comprehend, and he has no chance to pierce the last layer of window paper.

"You can try it." Sun Maocai said, "Don't have psychological pressure. After all, I have never had the chance to taste it before, and I don't know the specific taste of the eight-treasure chestnut pigeon made by your grandfather. I just tasted it twice last night. I found it amazing, so I want to eat it again today.”

Sun Jikai was still a little hesitant, he knew best about his thickening technique, if he said he knew a little bit, he really knew a little bit.

It might be better for him to thicken the finished product than the one sold in the store, but it is far from what Jiang Feng did. He didn't want to disappoint Sun Maocai, after all, he still had something to ask of Sun Maocai.

Now he is like a product waiting to attract investment. He just wants to show investors the good side of the product and try his best to hide the bad part.

"The eight-treasure chestnut pigeon at noon today is all sold out. If you want to taste it, you have to start over. It will probably take..." Sun Jikai wanted to politely refuse.

"I can wait. I booked a return ticket the day after tomorrow and there is still some time. I can take this opportunity to stay in Jubao Building for a while." Sun Maocai said, blocking Sun Jikai's way.

Just when Sun Jikai was about to let go of his promise, Jiang Feng spoke up.

"If Master Sun really wants to eat it, why don't I help thicken it again."

Doing a freelance job for Boss Sun is a once-in-a-lifetime job.

"This is naturally the best." Sun Maocai smiled.

Sun Jikai breathed a sigh of relief.

Jiang Feng walked up to Sun Jikai and asked in a low voice, "Should I change my clothes when I go in? After all, it's officially open now."

Sun Jikai nodded: "I'll send someone to get it for you."

After speaking, he called a waiter to get Jiang Feng a kitchen staff overalls that fit his size.

It took some time to find clothes in the warehouse, so Jiang Feng pulled Sun Jikai to sit down, and asked the waiter to add another pair of bowls and chopsticks for him to taste how perfunctory the dishes made by his back kitchen can be.

What is the difference between having a boss and not having a boss?

"By the way, haven't you figured out how to thicken the corn after so long?" Jiang Feng asked curiously.

Sun Jikai shook his head: "Grandpa taught me a lot after I came back, but something happened later, I haven't practiced cooking much, and I was wasted."

"It was not going well in the previous practice. Although you said that the temperature is the key, I couldn't find the feeling. It was a little better when grandpa was around to give pointers. Now that grandpa is gone, I don't know when I will find the feeling. "Sun Jikai sighed.

"Practice more." Wu Minqi said, "Fengfeng's thickening is achieved through practice. What he is doing now is much better than when you just left. It is all based on measurement."

During this period of time, Jiang Feng's Eight Treasure Chestnut Pigeon has made some progress, all thanks to Comrade Wang Xiulian's pressure on his own son.

Sun Jikai nodded: "I know, Grandpa said the same thing. It's a pity that I don't have enough understanding and I'm always short of fire."

Jiang Feng glanced at the old man and saw that he was eating with his head down, as if he didn't pay attention to the conversation of the three juniors on their side, and said, "My grandfather said that he would stay here for two more days, probably to meet some friends. Anyway, these two days I'm idle and I'm idle, or I'll come and teach you."

Sun Jikai was taken aback.

"Your grandfather taught me this dish. Logically speaking, it should be your family's dish, but now it has become the signature dish of Taifeng Building. I feel a little bit sorry for my conscience. Anyway, I am idle, so maybe I If you can see where there is a problem, let me tell you and it will work, how slow it is to think about it yourself."

You didn't hang up again.

Jiang Feng swallowed the last sentence in his stomach.

Sun Jikai smiled: "Thank you, I'll treat you to dinner tonight."

"Look for a restaurant that has lobster in soup. I've been to your store three times and I haven't eaten baked lobster in soup. It's rare for me to come here. Anyway, you have to let me try this famous dish." Jiang Feng laughed.

"must."

"It's better to be a restaurant that does authentic Buddha Jumping Wall. I haven't eaten authentic Buddha Jumping Wall yet." Wu Minqi added, taking advantage of the opportunity to rob.

"Don't worry, I'll definitely find you an authentic one." Sun Jikai agreed without hesitation, "It's better than my family's now."

Just as he was talking, Sun Jikai suddenly raised his head and wanted to stand up: "It seems that the clothes have been brought here. Let me take you to the dressing room. I just want to change clothes."

Jiang Feng got up.

"Ding, complete the side mission [Beautiful Memories] and get the mission reward: [A memory of Sun Maocai] [A fragment of Sun Maocai's memory]."

The game notification sound suddenly sounded in Jiang Feng's mind, and Jiang Feng subconsciously looked at Sun Maocai.

Sun Maocai was also looking at them, at him and Sun Jikai.

Sun Maocai had a smile on his face, and the corners of his eyes were filled with smiles, but his eyes were a little empty, as if he was looking at someone else through them.

Probably looking at himself.

But who is the other one?