Life is a Game

When Jiang Feng woke up in the morning of the second day, his first reaction was to check the time on his mobile phone and he was taken aback. An unknown number called him 11 times in a row, and the additional display of the unknown number was express delivery/takeaway.

A total of 11, each showing 8 or 9 bells. Because there was a precedent of being woken up directly by unknown harassing calls at two or three o'clock in the morning, Jiang Feng would turn his phone to silent mode before going to bed at night, not even vibrating.

Jiang Feng recalled that he hadn't shopped online recently, so he characterized this unknown number as a sales promotion. He also sighed in his heart that the salesmen these years are really dedicated. They started calling sales at 6 o'clock in the morning, and they made so many persistent calls. Telephone.

He doesn't look like he can afford a house either. Could it be that he sells insurance?

After Jiang Feng changed his clothes, he went to the bathroom to wash his face and brush his teeth. When he brushed his teeth, he felt that the smell of the barbecue that he ate last night still remained in his mouth. The mint-flavored foam in his mouth could hardly taste the taste of mutton skewers.

The ancients described good music as a lingering sound that lasted for three days. Jiang Feng felt that even if Peng Changping's BBQ didn't last for three days, it was almost the same. Anyway, it was an exaggerated rhetorical technique.

I just don't know if there is still a chance to eat Peng Changping's BBQ. Actually, there is no need for BBQ, and stir-fried vegetables are also fine.

When Jiang Feng was practicing cooking, the old man always criticized Jiang Feng's pig food by saying that Jiang Chengde's fried vegetables tasted like grass jelly. At that time, Jiang Feng didn't believe it. After all, he had never tasted the fairy grass and didn't know if it was good or not. But in this short period of more than a year, he has seen so many famous chefs besides the old man. He has eaten Babao Chestnut Pigeon, Chicken Douhua, Tan Family Cuisine, and Buddha Tiaoqiang yesterday, and now Even the BBQ made by Peng Changping, who ranks first in the list of famous chefs, is full.

It wasn't until last night that Jiang Feng realized that before, he had always thought that the old man said that Jiang Chengde's stir-fried vegetables all tasted like grass jelly was an exaggerated rhetorical technique, just because he had too little experience. Peng Changping can make BBQ so delicious, why can't Jiang Chengde stir-fry vegetables to taste fresh and grassy?

After washing up, Jiang Feng came to the living room, only to find that the house was extremely quiet this morning. Not only was it quiet, but it also lacked the familiar smell of greasy peppers.

The living room was quiet, there was no one else except Jiang Feng. There was only an empty plate and a can of Jiyue's mother just sent over two days ago on the dinner table, unopened pickled radish, no chopsticks, and no traces of food.

Jiang Feng walked into the kitchen and found that the stove was clean, and the saucepan was turned on to keep warm, and there was a pot of steaming white porridge inside. The big iron spoon was placed next to the stew pot, and the white porridge in the pot had no trace of being scooped. There is a lot of oily and hot peppers in the refrigerator, and the Liangpi that Wu Minqi just made yesterday is also in the same place. It seems that Wu Minqi just cooked the porridge last night, and did nothing this morning.

Since she didn't do it, what about her?

Morning exercise?

Just as Jiang Feng was hesitating whether to seize the power of breakfast again and cook a bowl of his best egg noodles with chopped green onion and noodles bought from the supermarket, the door opened.

The house became lively in an instant, Wu Minqi, Ji Yue, Ji Xia and Ji Xue walked in together.

"Jiang Feng, you're up." Wu Minqi was carrying a few small plastic bags, apparently the breakfast she just went downstairs to buy.

Ji Xia was holding pancake fruit in his mouth, Ji Yue was carrying a big bag, and Ji Xue was carrying a plate.

"Just now when I went downstairs to buy hair cakes and bean curds, I happened to meet Xia Xia who came back from buying breakfast. Now I said that Ah Yue and Ah Xue had something to give us, so I invited them to come home for breakfast. I also cooked a pot White porridge, everyone can drink a small bowl to warm their stomachs." Wu Minqi smiled and said, "I ate so much barbecue last night that it was too greasy, so eat something light this morning."

Ji Xue consciously took the plate and walked to the refrigerator, and put the plate into the refrigerator.

"This is the beef patty I made last night. You can fry it tomorrow morning and eat it." Ji Xue said.

Ji Yue put the bag on the ground as soon as she entered the door, and now she doesn't want to mention it, obviously she is overwhelmed. This is a new thing for Ji Yue, as an excellent waiter in Taifeng Building, there are not many things that can overwhelm her.

"This area was sent by my grandma. I thought it was just a small item and I didn't care. I just picked it up last night. When I got it, I was shocked. There was a whole big box, bacon, pickled leg of lamb, salted duck, and salted fish. , sauced duck, sausage, all made by my grandma during this time, I also picked some and brought them here for you." Ji Yue said.

Jiang Feng:?

Jiang Feng looked at the big bag on the ground, then at Ji Yue and asked, "Yesterday, that big box...you brought it back by yourself?"

"That's right, I dragged it all the way back. If I had known my grandma sent me so many things, I would have asked Xia Xia and Ah Yue to go with me." Ji Yue said.

"I was thinking of giving some more to Aunt Wang and Grandpa Jiang. But my grandma called me this morning to ask if the things had arrived. She still has two days to send me another batch. I have two days to go." The day will be divided, you can taste it first."

While they were talking, Wu Minqi had already put the bean curd in a bowl, poured the fat cake into the plate, and put 5 bowls of white porridge on the table.

The reason why she cooked a big pot of porridge was because she originally planned to only drink porridge this morning, so she cooked so much. But after waking up, Wu Minqi changed her mind. She felt that porridge was not enough and it was too light, so she went downstairs to buy breakfast.

Although the breakfast on the table is all white, but now the quantity looks very rich. The hot white porridge has just the right thickness, and it feels warm in the stomach after drinking it.

The 5 people sat around the dining table and drank porridge together. Ji Xia seemed particularly out of place with a mouthful of white porridge and a mouthful of pancakes.

"Ji Gezi, haven't you guys eaten? Why is Xia Xia eating pancakes?" Jiang Feng asked.

"Eat, what we ate this morning was fried beef patties, and I also cooked soy milk. But Xia Xia was not full, so she ran out to buy pancakes and fruits." Ji Yue said.

Jiang Feng looked at the pancake with egg and meat in Ji Xia's hand, and realized that he felt that Ji Xia's appetite had increased again, not because he thought it was, but because Ji Xia's appetite had really increased again.

It is estimated that the average adult man now does not have as much appetite as Ji Xia.

After the three of Ji Xia drank the hot porridge, they went up to pack their things and prepared to go to work in Taifeng Building. After seeing the three of them leave, Jiang Feng dared to speak: "Qiqi, do you feel that Xia Xia's appetite is getting bigger and bigger now, and she can eat more food than before? ate too much."

"It's more edible than before. Originally, Xia Xia's meal size was probably a little more than one bowl, but now it's probably two bowls." Wu Minqi saw Jiang Feng's expression and knew what he was worried about. "At Xia Xia's current age, I can eat it." It's normal, you can eat it even if you are tall during puberty. Don't look at Xia Xia now that she seems to be fatter than before, as long as she grows up, she will lose weight very quickly."

"What if I can't lose weight?" Jiang Feng couldn't believe it. Chen Xiuxiu could eat special food in high school, but she didn't lose weight at all.

But in his memory, Chen Xiuxiu can eat it anytime.

Wu Minqi was silent: "Generally speaking, if you don't smoke vertically, you can only smoke horizontally."

Jiang Feng: ...

Wu Minqi drank the last mouthful of porridge and began to forcibly change the subject: "But why is Grandma Ji Yue making so much cured meat all of a sudden?"

"I don't know, maybe the old man is idle at home and wants to find something to do." Jiang Feng was successfully diverted from the subject, "My grandfather never raised anything when he was working, not even chickens and ducks. I started raising pigs in the countryside, maybe it’s just a hobby.”

What Jiang Feng didn't know was that Ji Yue's grandma suddenly started spending huge sums of money, time and effort to make so many cured meats, not because of her hobby, but because of the great success of Ji Yue's mother's pickled vegetables.

Ji Yue's mother learned how to pickle vegetables from Ji Yue's grandmother, and even Ji Yue's aunts and uncles also pickle vegetables. In the beginning, only Ji Yue's mother and Ji Yue's aunt made pickles, and the supply exceeded demand. Besides being used for cooking, these pickles were occasionally given to guests as side dishes. Later, Ji Yue's grandmother, Lao Dang Yi Zhuang, also started to pickle vegetables, and Ji Qiran was often unable to finish his homework and was caught by Ji Yue's mother as a strong man. The supply gradually increased, and Taifeng Building launched a random order Give away a small jar of pickled vegetables.

This preferential activity caused some guests to make up a table for pickled vegetables.

Ji Yue's two uncles were originally running a business with Ji Yue's father to prepare for a comeback, and after halfway through Dongshan, they found out that the possibility of a comeback hadn't returned home and made a fortune with pickles with their sister, so they abandoned Ji Yue Dad went home to make pickles.

During the Chinese New Year, Ji Yue's family conducted a year-end inventory. Ji Yue's father found that he had worked so hard to run a business outside for a year, and worked hard to prepare for a comeback. In the end, he made less money than his wife's home pickled vegetables. Earn a lot.

Ji Yue's father, as an excellent businessman who once monopolized more than half of the clothing wholesale business in the whole province, immediately realized that instead of trying to start from scratch through years of hard work with the help of his previous accumulated contacts, it is better to take advantage of his wife's Dongfeng and change his method Create another glories. Then Ji Yue's father gave up making a comeback in the clothing industry, and planned to make a big splash in the pickle industry.

Then everyone discovered that Ji Yue's father could do business, was shrewd and capable, knew people, talked nonsense when meeting people, had a keen sense of smell and intuition, except that he couldn't make pickles.

Ji Yue's family is so short of people that they start to pick pickles from the village where Ji Yue's grandma lives, trustworthy, honest and reliable people as apprentices.

Then why did Grandma Ji Yue start making bacon?

Ever since Ji Yue's father's business failed and almost went bankrupt, Ji Yue's grandma has been worrying about them. However, as an old man with a level of education comparable to that of Zhao Lanhua, she couldn't think of any other way except to take out her savings, until Ji Yue's mother's great success in pickles showed her a clear way.

Grandma Ji Yue's pickled vegetables are not in the same way as Grandma Ji Yue's. The taste is far inferior, but the cured meat has its own characteristics, and it always wins everyone's unanimous praise every Chinese New Year. But because cured meat is cumbersome and cumbersome, Grandma Ji Yue only cooks a little cured meat every year when the Chinese New Year is approaching, and save it for the Chinese New Year.

Grandma Ji Yue's thinking is very simple. Since Ji Yue's mother's pickled vegetables can achieve such a great success, although her pickled meat is not as good as pickled vegetables, it does not need to achieve such a great success. Even getting a little bit of success is satisfying for her, and it can help her son.

I just don't know if Grandma Ji Yue thought that Ji Yue's father actually doesn't know how to cook bacon.

These intricate stories were told by Ji Yue to Jiang Feng and the others on the way to work.

Jiang Feng \u0026 Wu Minqi: ...

"Then your house...isn't it a pickle workshop now?" Jiang Feng asked.

"It's a regular small-scale pickle factory. My family has gone through the formalities and obtained the license. It's legal!" Ji Yue said, "My father and my uncle have been looking for a place during this period, and they probably want to set up a factory."

Jiang Feng: ...

"So, Boss Jiang, you must work hard in the back kitchen! The livelihood of my whole family is closely tied to our Taifeng Building!"

Jiang Feng:?

"Isn't the business very good recently? I remember that after the launch of the spring package, the passenger flow has been very stable and it has always been profitable. Isn't the spring package not over yet? What's the rush? There are still more than half a month! If it doesn't work, let's launch the summer Limited." Jiang Feng said.

Ji Yue gave Wu Minqi a strange look, and Wu Minqi shook her head at him.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Feng was a little puzzled seeing the interaction between the two.

"It turns out that your Qiqi didn't tell you. I just said that you didn't seem in a hurry or anxious this morning. I thought it was because you were in a good mood." Ji Yue turned on her phone, and there was a poster in it screenshot, "This is the poster released by the restaurant on the top floor at 12 o'clock last night."

Jiang Feng took the phone and found three people on the poster. One of them he knew was Roland, the chef of the restaurant on the top floor. He was wearing a chef's uniform and posing in a very handsome pose, looking straight ahead with intent eyes. What made Jiang Feng feel strange was that Roland was not C, but C was a bearded foreign chef whom he had never seen before. Judging from the poster, this bearded chef had a particularly strong aura, and he didn't look too young for his beard. Part of it is white, and there is an inexplicable air of dominance of the protagonist of Long Aotian.

"The restaurant on the top floor has changed chefs. Because of the change of chefs this time, they will launch a chef's limited-time limited set meal next week. During the event, the chef's set meal will be 10% off, and 10 tables will be drawn every day for the next month. Customers are free of charge." Ji Yue said.

"The package is discounted and 10 tables are free every day?" Jiang Feng was shocked, "They are not doing business, they are doing charity."

"Are you crazy? Don't you feel like you're losing your reputation when you have so much money to fight such a price war?"

"Fengfeng, do you know who the one in the middle is on this poster?" Wu Minqi said.

"who?"

"He is Chef Arnold ranked sixth in the list of famous chefs, and he is also the only chef in the top ten in the list of famous chefs who still insists on being a chef in a restaurant."

Jiang Feng: ...

"grass."