Life is a Game

Sun Maocai asked some more information about Sun Guanyun's two sons. Boss He didn't know much about Sun Guanyun's situation, so he could only talk about the basics, and the time passed while eating and chatting.

Jiang Feng tried his range of motion while they were chatting. This time his range of motion was quite large, and he could go as far as half a meter away from the kitchen door.

Just as Jiang Feng was wandering around beside Sun Maocai, looking at what the other table guests were eating, the back kitchen door suddenly opened.

A little radish sneaked out of the back kitchen.

"Look, Master Sun, that's Boss Sun's grandson." Boss He pointed at Sun Jikai.

Sun Maocai looked at Sun Jikai, and Jiang Feng also looked at Sun Jikai. Before Jiang Feng could see Sun Jikai's face clearly, he felt that it was dark and he couldn't see anything.

Jiang Feng:?

It was as if he was hit by something suddenly, just for a moment, the darkness faded and the light reappeared, Jiang Feng staggered and fell to the ground, struggled to get up from the ground, and when he looked up, he found that there was actually a door in front of him.

If you look carefully, it is the door of the back kitchen of Jubao Building.

Just when Jiang Feng was still in a daze, he heard Sun Maocai's voice.

"One serving of baked lobster in soup, one serving of Yi noodles, and another serving of hibiscus soup."

Jiang Feng looked back following the voice and found that Sun Maocai was sitting on a chair and handing the menu to the waiter.

Sun Maocai's clothes changed, from formal suits to ordinary clothes, Boss He disappeared, and he was still in Jubao Building, the seat changed from a good seat in the middle to a bad seat closest to the back kitchen door.

Sun Maocai sat alone on a chair, waiting for the food to be served like an ordinary diner.

Jiang Feng understood what happened in an instant. This was still Sun Maocai's memory, but the time period had changed.

This happened only the first time he saw Jiang Huiqin's memory, and he never encountered a similar situation again.

Sun Maocai seemed to be in a good mood. He tilted his head and stared at the door of the back kitchen, and looked at the watch on his wrist from time to time as if to check the time. His fingers tapped rhythmically on the table, which seemed to be the melody of some song.

The door opened.

A diced radish slipped out of the back kitchen.

What a familiar scene, Jiang Feng had seen almost exactly the same scene a few minutes ago.

This time, Jiang Feng was able to see Sun Jikai's face clearly. At this time, Sun Jikai looked only four or five years old, and his small face looked a little fleshy, so he knew that he had eaten well on weekdays.

Her hair was shaved extremely short, she was wearing dark clothes that were resistant to dirt, and there were still stains on the sleeves that looked like sauces. The word "lazy" was written all over Xiaoyuan's face.

Sun Jikai got out of the back kitchen with a flash, and bumped into Sun Maocai who was closest to him.

Sun Jikai looked at Sun Maocai with some fear, and when he saw that he was not angry at all, he gave him a flattering smile.

Sun Changping happened to be nearby. Seeing this scene, he quickly stepped forward and picked up Sun Jikai, and he did not forget to apologize to Sun Maocai: "Mister, I'm sorry, this is my son. Sometimes he likes to hang out in the store." Run, are you all right?"

"It's okay, it's better for children to be more lively." Sun Maocai said with a smile, "Manager Sun, your son is so cute, but I don't know how old he is?"

Sun Changping put Sun Jikai down: "I will be 5 years old in the second half of the year, and I will start elementary school soon."

After finishing speaking, Sun Changping led Sun Jikai to the front desk, and said as he walked, "Why did you run out again? Have you had lunch yet?"

"Eat, grandpa is busy outside. Dad, I want to eat candy." Sun Jikai said loudly.

"Didn't you eat sugar this morning? Your mother said that you should eat less sugar now. If you eat too much, be careful that your teeth will hurt. You won't even be able to eat the rice made by grandpa."

"Dad, what is a tooth decay?"

"Tooth decay means that you eat too much sugar, and the worms smell the sugar and crawl to your teeth to bite you!" Sun Changping began to threaten his son.

Hearing the father and son's conversation, Jiang Feng couldn't help showing his aunt a smile.

Turning his head, he found that Sun Maocai had the same smile on his face.

Just when Jiang Feng was about to sneak into the back kitchen to see if he could see Sun Guanyun cooking, his vision went dark again, and he realized that he was still in the same place, and Sun Maocai was also sitting in the old seat, but his clothes had changed.

Jiang Feng:?

Serial?

The door opened, and Sun Jikai, who was still round but seemed to be taller than before, slipped out of the back kitchen.

This time Sun Jikai didn't bump into Sun Maocai, but he smiled at him as if he knew Sun Maocai, and then ran towards his own father.

Jiang Feng's eyes darkened.

Jiang Feng:? ? ?

WTF? What ghost memory is this? Are the memories of the masters so different?

Jiang Feng was ready for the fourth time he saw the radish version of Sun Jikai sneaking out of the back kitchen, but this time his eyes seemed to be dark for a long time, Jiang Feng waited for more than ten seconds and didn't come back in vain.

Jiang Feng:?

Cassette?

Crash?

System reboot?

Then he saw the light.

Not the kind of light you see when you open your eyes, but the kind of light that suddenly turns on a lamp in the dark. A white spot of light suddenly appeared in the air, extremely eye-catching in the pitch black.

Jiang Feng watched the white light spot gradually spread, spreading into a line, twisting into a snake shape, and finally forming 4 large characters.

To be continued.

Jiang Feng:? ? ?

? ? ?

Then he was kicked out of memory.

Jiang Feng: ...

Jiang Feng sat on the bed, quietly doubting life.

What did he see in his memory just now?

He didn't seem to see anything except eating a huge melon, he only saw Sun Jikai slipping out of the back kitchen, time and time again, as if a scene was going to repeat itself.

Sure enough, there is no good product if it is cheap, and two memories for one task are either inferior products or flooded.

Jiang Feng clicked on the property panel and began to search for recipes. He wanted to see what dish this strange memory could give him.

Jiang Feng flipped through the menu bar from beginning to end, but found no newly added recipes.

Jiang Feng:?

Jiang Feng searched again, but still couldn't find the new recipe.

Jiang Feng:? ? ?

He even wanted to call and ask Sun Maocai why his memory didn't give the recipe.

Unfortunately, he couldn't, and didn't dare.

The most important thing is that he does not have Sun Maocai's phone number.

He couldn't call Sun Maocai, but Jiang Feng could call Sun Jikai. If Sun Maocai appeared inexplicably as the first male in the memory just now, then Sun Jikai is definitely a well-deserved second male friendship cameo.

Jiang Feng called Sun Jikai.

Teacher Jiang couldn't wait to walk into the kitchen of Jubao Building, and scolded classmate Sun who couldn't learn how to thicken the eight-treasure chestnut pigeon.

"Hello." Sun Jikai answered in seconds.

"Hey, Sun Jikai, I just want to ask when we will meet tomorrow morning? Let's confirm the time first tonight, and I will go directly to your Jubao Building to find you tomorrow morning." Jiang Feng said.

"Ah?" Sun Jikai was still a little confused.

As far as Jiang Feng is concerned, he now has the memory of watching an inexplicable bad movie with a rating of less than three points. No phone calls necessary.

But for Sun Jikai, he was eating at the same table with Jiang Feng half an hour ago, and was practicing thickening the Babao Chestnut Pigeon under Jiang Feng's guidance two hours ago. In less than half an hour, Teacher Jiang took the trouble to call to confirm the next teaching time. This kind of devotion to his job and dedication moved Student Sun to the point of tears.

Student Sun recalled that Mr. Jiang seemed to have a good habit of staying in bed, and said: "Why don't you be later, after ten o'clock."

"Ten o'clock is too late. I can't stay here for a few days. Hurry up, or make an appointment at 7 o'clock tomorrow morning. See you in Jubaolou then." Jiang Feng hung up the phone without saying a word, went to the table and began to recall the past When the old man taught him how to scold himself, he copied down the wonderful words for use tomorrow.

Sun Jikai who was hung up on the phone: ...

Sun Jikai had mixed feelings for a moment, and even the corners of his eyes were moist.

Although he had a good relationship with Jiang Feng, he had always been secretly competing with Jiang Feng. Although he was a friend, he was also a competitor of the same age.

Maybe Jiang Feng didn't know about it, but at least Sun Jikai thought so.

Sometimes he would fantasize about Thirty Years in Hedong, Thirty Years in Hexi, Don't bully the young and poor, Jubaolou has regained its former glory with his efforts, Jiang Feng, Wu Minqi, Zhang Guanghang, recognized culinary masters His strong people were defeated by him one by one.

But now, Sun Jikai didn't think so at all.

Jiang Feng was his friend, a real friend.

Friends are for helping, not defeating.

"Ding, congratulations to the player for getting the achievement: truly turning an enemy into a friend, and getting the achievement reward [a memory of Sun Jikai]."

Jiang Feng:?

Did Boss Sun imagine something that shouldn't be imagined just now?