Life is a Game

Jiang Feng stayed in the back kitchen of Jubao building until dinner time.

For a whole afternoon, he taught Sun Jikai how to thicken the eight-treasure chestnut pigeon just like he taught Ji Xia how to make crab-stuffed oranges. He also doesn't know special teaching methods, all he can do is to demonstrate again and again, explain as much as he can, and then let Sun Jikai do it himself.

He didn't know if Sun Jikai realized something, anyway, Jiang Feng really wanted to smash Sun Jikai's head.

In this teaching activity, he found the feeling he had when he was tutoring the two sisters Jiang Junlian and Jiang Junlian in their homework.

It is definitely Sun Jikai's lack of understanding, not his teaching ability.

The dinner was invited by Sun Jikai. Wu Minqi had nothing to do in the afternoon and didn't want to go back to the hotel to play with her mobile phone, so she went to the shopping mall. When the three of them met at the entrance of the restaurant where they were having dinner, Wu Minqi was still carrying two shopping bags. Obviously, she didn't have time to put her things back in the hotel and came directly from the shopping mall.

This time, the restaurant where Sun Jikai invited guests was not a food stall. The decoration was very high-end, and the corresponding dishes were also very high-end.

According to Sun Jikai, during the decline of Jubaolou, it was this store that took over the original position of Jubaolou.

Naturally, the team broke up after eating the big family. Wu Minqi still had a pair of shoes that she didn't buy, so she had to rush back to the mall to buy her favorite shoes. Jiang Feng was not needed for this kind of payment, anyway, he had no money now, so Jiang Feng went back to the hotel with the things Wu Minqi had bought earlier.

Taking advantage of Wu Minqi's absence, Jiang Feng seized the time to open the property panel and flip to the props to check his two new memories.

In addition to the two newly obtained memories, there is also a memory of Tian Mei that was rewarded by the side mission in the props column that he did not look at. He is not interested in Aunt Biao's memory for the time being, what he wants to see is Sun Maocai's memory.

After hesitating between [a memory of Sun Maocai] and [a memory fragment of Sun Maocai], Jiang Feng finally chose a memory he was familiar with.

It was the first time he had acquired such a memory fragment, so he had to wait until he read Sun Maocai's memory before making a decision whether to read it or not.

After clicking yes, Jiang Feng was surrounded by a fog.

The fog dissipated very slowly, and Jiang Feng could only feel that he was in a very noisy place with a lot of people. The sound of footsteps is very chaotic, and there are some strange knocking sounds. There are many people talking, rough voices, soft voices, loud voices, soft voices, old and young, men and women, all kinds of voices are mixed together to form a There was a buzzing noise.

Suddenly, Jiang Feng heard a somewhat familiar male voice: "I'm here, see you at the old place."

The fog cleared.

This is the train station.

Unlike the railway station in 1984 that Han Guishan saw in his memory, this railway station is obviously more modern. Jiang Feng even felt a little familiar, as if it was a slightly old but well-equipped train station when he was a child.

Well-equipped refers to the small vendors at the railway station entrance, chicken legs, lunch boxes, sweet potatoes, tea eggs, melon seeds, peanuts, corn, snacks, newspapers and books.

Jiang Feng looked at the individual packaged yellow corn sold by the hawker in plastic bags, and even wanted to eat it.

It has been a long time since he saw this kind of corn peddler at the train station and at the gate of the station.

Jiang Feng vaguely remembered that when he was a child, he and Comrade Wang Xiulian took the minibus back to his grandmother's house. Every time before getting on the bus, Wang Xiulian would buy a piece of corn to plug his mouth so that he would have something to do in the car.

Sun Maocai was beside him, looking like he was attracted by the newspapers on the newsstand, and was taking money out of his pocket to buy a newspaper.

Jiang Feng looked at the newspaper that Sun Maocai was staring at. It was not the serious and traditional XX Daily. He had never heard of the name of the newspaper, and it was probably an unknown small newspaper.

What attracted Sun Maocai was a piece of tofu on the page, which was very short and had a big title.

The eight-treasure chestnut pigeon in Jubaolou is hard to find!

Sun Maocai paid for the newspaper and began to read it carefully.

He was reading the newspaper, and Jiang Feng was watching him.

This is a younger version of Sun Maocai.

Since Sun Maocai was well maintained and looked young, Jiang Feng didn't dare to judge how old he was now. Anyway, he looked quite young, and he looked quite handsome in a suit.

After reading the newspapers, Sun Maocai folded the newspapers and put them back on the newsstand. The owner of the newsstand gave him a strange look, and swiftly took the newspapers back and put them back in their place.

Sun Maocai walked out without stopping the car, just walking alone like this, watching as he walked, like a wandering traveler.

Only then did Jiang Feng notice that he had no luggage, not even a bag.

This made Jiang Feng not only a little puzzled, did he come to the train station to see someone off or just got off the train, how could someone travel without luggage.

Soon Jiang Feng's doubts were answered. Sun Maocai walked and watched like this for about 20 minutes, beckoned to a roadside taxi, and after getting in the car, he said to the driver to go to Jubaolou and stopped talking. up.

Thanks to Sun Maocai when he opened the door, Jiang Feng was able to hurry up and get into the car, otherwise he might have to experience the feeling of being hit and dragged away by a wall at a speed of more than 60 kilometers per hour.

Sun Maocai didn't speak, but the driver was a restless person. After driving for a while, he couldn't help but asked, "Is the boss a foreigner?"

Sun Maocai was stunned for a moment, and then realized that the driver probably called him the boss because of his suit.

"Outsider?"

"I just heard that your accent doesn't look like a local. It's a bit like someone from Hong Kong City. Does the boss come from Hong Kong City?" the taxi driver asked.

Now Sun Maocai was really stunned, and it took him a long time to speak: "I didn't expect you to hear all this."

"I'm a taxi driver. I've seen a lot of customers. As long as I hear you talk, I can tell if you're a local." The taxi driver said cheerfully. This Mandarin is very good.”

"Yes." Sun Maocai smiled wryly.

"Is the boss here to do business with us? This Jubaolou is the most famous restaurant here. I don't know if you have heard of it in Hong Kong City. The eight-treasure chestnut pigeon in this Jubaolou is now famous. I heard from others that you have to make a reservation one or two months in advance, and a few days ago, I brought in a guest who came from other places to eat the Eight Treasure Chestnut Pigeon." The driver began to brag.

"I've heard of it, but I don't know if I have tasted it." Sun Maocai said, and then stopped talking.

Jiang Feng looked at the expression on his face, and felt that the four words "destroyed" could not be more appropriate to describe his current state.

It was only when Jiang Feng got out of the car that he realized that he could actually go through the doors. As for why he could only go through the doors but not the roof and bottom of the car, it was beyond his comprehension.

In memory, anything can happen.

The taxi stopped at the entrance of Jubao Building, and Sun Maocai did not take a step after getting off the car, but looked up at the signboard of Jubao Building.

Sun Maocai showed a smile and walked in.

There was a lot of voices.