Life is a Game

As soon as Jiang Feng changed and came out of the dressing room, Lu Sheng and Peng Changping were already waiting at the door. As the owner of Yongheju, Lu Sheng often visits the vegetable market even though he doesn’t know how to cook. It’s just that Lu Sheng has been worrying about his business and hasn’t visited the vegetable market for a long time. After a few days, I read the report in the office and scratched my hair.

His hair has fallen out badly recently, and Lu Sheng, who has been going smoothly for many years, really experienced the feeling of a midlife crisis.

Lu Sheng drove a few people to a relatively large vegetable market closest to Yongheju. He usually comes here if he wants to visit the vegetable market.

Like all vegetable markets across the country, this vegetable market is lively and noisy, even in the afternoon there are still many people. It is still difficult to find very fresh vegetables and fresh and good cuts of meat at vegetable and meat stalls. As long as you know how to pick and choose seafood stalls, you can find some good things.

Peng Changping hadn't been to this kind of vegetable market for many years. Originally, he just went out with Jiang Feng to relax, but he became the happiest shopping, from the vegetable stall to the tofu stall, and finally stopped in front of the tofu stall to provoke Tofu.

Jiang Feng and Lu Sheng followed Peng Changping, glancing at the surrounding vegetable stalls from time to time, but didn't intend to step forward and ask the price.

For some reason, Jiang Feng found that the feeling of anxiety in this way of shopping in the vegetable market was indeed a little less, and the inexplicable feeling of depression in his heart was relieved a lot. The piece on his chest made him feel panicky and even a little out of breath. The stone seems to be much lighter.

Jiang Feng glanced at Lu Sheng, who was staring at a Chinese cabbage with not too fresh leaves on the vegetable stand in front of him.

"Boss Lu." Jiang Feng called Lu Sheng. Even though he knew Lu Sheng very well, he was still used to calling Lu Sheng Boss Lu, "What are you thinking?"

"Something about the store." Lu Sheng said.

"If you still have something to do in the store, you can go back first. I'll stay here with Master Peng, but Didi and I will go back." Jiang Feng suggested.

Lu Sheng shook his head and refused: "I can't finish it in a while, and it's good to come to the vegetable market. Hey, the radishes in that store are good, let's go and have a look."

Jiang Feng followed the carrot that Lu Sheng said.

"..."

"That's cauliflower, didn't you wear contact lenses when you came out?"

Lu Sheng: ...

"Cough, cough, cough." Lu Sheng could only cough twice in embarrassment. After coughing, he found it even more embarrassing, and quickly changed the subject, "Hey, I don't know what Chef Arnold is thinking, against the number one chef in the United States. He actually went all the way to the top restaurant to be the head chef."

"The owner of the top-floor restaurant is said to be the son of a Wall Street tycoon. The rich second generation was promoted as a pioneer to test the water. What do you think Chef Arnold is thinking?"

Jiang Feng: ...

You changed the subject too bluntly.

However, although Lu Sheng changed the topic abruptly, it was very useful. So far, in Peiping, as long as those who are engaged in the catering industry or Chinese food department, no matter whether they have had a festival or not, as long as they complain about Chef Arnold together, they are half brothers/siblings/sisters.

Chef Arnold's operation is really too fascinating.

Tangtang, the most well-known and active chef with the highest cooking skills in the United States, has traveled thousands of miles across the ocean just to bully a group of chefs in foreign countries who are not even in the top ten. If this is a hobby, Chef Arnold’s hobby is also a hobby So peculiar.

In just two months, it was enough for everyone to find out about Chef Arnold's situation.

Such a bad-tempered, small-minded, rebellious, self-important top celebrity chef, who took a villain script, often quarreled with his boss and colleagues because of various strange things when he was in the United States. The brilliant record of changing six bosses every year is immortal. When he arrived at the restaurant on the top floor, it was as if the owner of the restaurant on the top floor had kidnapped his wife and children. He went to work on time every day, worked hard, and worked hard to help the restaurant on the top floor become bigger and stronger in Beiping.

Everyone even suspected that the real owner of the top restaurant was not the son of a Wall Street tycoon, but the son of an Italian mafia boss.

"Maybe...he likes us here and wants to settle down?" Jiang Feng just checked the wechat group every day before going to bed, and rarely had the opportunity to join the discussion, and the information he got was actually not much.

"I heard from Ling Guangzhao that the sales of chef's set menus at the restaurant on the top floor have increased again this week." Lu Sheng sighed, his face full of worry.

Jiang Feng took a breath.

Can't tell, Chef Arnold still has the potential of 007's workaholic.

This is going directly to 007 by passing 996.

"Come over here, both of you, to see how this payment by scanning the QR code is done." Peng Changping interrupted their conversation, and rushed to Jiang Feng and Lu Sheng to recruit with his mobile phone in his hand.

"Let me pay for you." Lu Sheng stepped forward first and asked the tofu stall owner, "How much?"

"It's 104 yuan and 3 yuan. I'll touch it for you and give you 100 for a fraction." The owner of the tofu stall was very enthusiastic.

Lu Sheng \u0026 Jiang Feng:? ? ?

The two of them took a closer look, only to find that during the few minutes they chatted just now, Peng Changping had already bought a lot of tofu, soft tofu, dried tofu, bean curd, firm tofu, and even a big bag of bean sprouts. , is really puzzling.

"I haven't seen a tofu stand for many years, and I want to buy everything when I see it." Peng Changping explained.

That's right, it may be more difficult to find this kind of tofu stall in the United States than to reach the sky.

Lu Sheng paid, Jiang Feng carried the tofu, and the two followed Peng Changping to clean up the next dry goods stall.

After sweeping the tofu stalls, dry goods stalls, dry ingredients stalls, and stewed vegetables stalls, Peng Changping had no choice but to regretfully look around the aquatic product stalls because Jiang Feng and Lu Sheng really couldn't carry anything else.

The purchasing power of elderly chefs who have not visited the vegetable market for many years is also amazing!

Both Jiang Feng and Lu Sheng's hands were full of plastic bags of various sizes, large and small. It was roughly estimated that there were at least seven or eight plastic bags in one hand. Even Peng Changping himself carried two bags of dried chili peppers of different varieties. These things are available in Yongheju, even if there is no Lu Sheng, just contact the supplier and they will be delivered soon. There is really no need to go to the vegetable market to pick and buy.

But since Peng Changping likes it and is rarely interested, Lu Sheng and Jiang Feng can just pay and help carry things without saying a word.

"The price of vegetables at that store has gone up. I remember that the same ones sold for 8 yuan a catty last month, but now they are actually buying 9 yuan." Lu Sheng complained to Jiang Feng in a low voice while holding the bag.

"Maybe it's because of the season." Jiang Feng actually didn't know the vegetable prices very well, he hadn't been to the vegetable market for a long time.

This vegetable market is very large, with many stalls. If Jiang Feng went shopping like shopping for clothes, Jiang Feng probably wouldn't be able to visit the entire vegetable market in one afternoon. Fortunately, now Peng Changping has no intention of buying any more. He just walked around very fast, and he was about to reach the bottom of the last row of vegetable stalls.

The last one is a stall selling fish, which occupies a large area and has many types. Maybe it was because the business was not very good because it was too inside. Jiang Feng could see the fish twisting and turning in the tank from a distance, and they were quite energetic and fresh. It's completely different from the fish at other fish stalls that float on their belly and don't know if it's dead or alive. You think it's dead and it occasionally moves around.

There was a customer at the fish stall who was squatting on the ground to pick fish from a basin. He was wearing a hat and looked like a strong man with a big beard. Jiang Feng felt a bit like a foreigner from a distance, and even looked familiar.

Peng Changping came to this fish stall.

"Yo, this fish is quite fresh." Peng Changping sighed.

"That's not true." Seeing another customer coming, the stall owner quickly said, "Grandpa, let me tell you that my fish is different from other people's. My fish is the best fish. It was delivered just this morning. .There are not only farmed fish, but also fish fished in rivers and rivers. There are many varieties, good quality and affordable prices. They will never slaughter customers. Look, all foreigners come to my place to buy fish.”

The stall owner pointed to the strong man picking the fish.

Jiang Feng and Lu Sheng were standing by the side with their bags in their hands. Jiang Feng was still thinking that the owner of the stall was quite talkative. He talked the most after visiting so many shops. The rest were just saying hello because you didn't buy vegetables. Didn't even bother to say hello.

"Is it so rich?" Peng Changping answered with a smile.

"That's not true. Don't look at the location of my stall inside. The business is good. Many restaurants in Beiping place orders from me. I come here every morning to deliver the goods. Every morning before dawn We have to start delivering goods at three or four o'clock, and we earn a lot of hard money." The stall owner said.

"Oh? Boss, your business is quite big. You even order the seafood in the restaurant." Peng Changping didn't mind chatting with the boss.

"You may not believe it, but it's true. Even the fish in Yongheju is ordered from me." The stall owner deliberately lowered his voice, as if he was talking about some great secret.

Lu Sheng: ...

I'm not, I don't, don't talk nonsense, my supplier is not you.

"Boss, tell me how much it is." said the strong foreign man who had been squatting on the ground to pick fish. His Chinese was relatively poor and he spoke slowly, but at least he could understand it well.

Not every foreigner can open his mouth like Zhang Guanghang and just sip Beijing movies.

After all, foreign universities do not need to pass the Chinese Level 4 test to issue degree certificates.

"Okay, just wait a moment." The boss stopped bragging and called the fish to go.

The strong man stood up.

The strong man turned around.

Jiang Feng saw the strong man's face clearly.

Jiang Feng felt that the strong man looked familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

"Master Arnuo?" Peng Changping was a little surprised, and said in English, "I didn't expect you to like to visit the vegetable market at this time."

Chef A Nuo saw that Peng Changping didn't show much expression on his face, and Jiang Feng felt that he was deliberately sullen in order not to show too much expression, and the expression management was very good.

"Strolling occasionally." Chef Arnold said, looking at Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng also looked at Chef Arnold.

Then he saw Chef Arnold showing a standard fan-shaped statistic smile with three points of contempt, four points of disdain, two points of sarcasm, and one point of complacency.

This smile was directed at Jiang Feng.

After laughing, Chef Arnold took a look at Peng Changping.

Jiang Feng:? ? ?

Did he offend this vengeful boss somewhere?

Could it be that he didn't enthusiastically praise Chef Arnold's superb craftsmanship during the last meal?

No, Chef Arnold didn't give him a chance last time. Chef Arnold left after finishing the English listening test and no one praised him.

Jiang Feng fell into a deep entanglement.

Then Chef Arnold walked towards Jiang Feng.

Walking up to him, stopped, and looked down condescendingly.

Jiang Feng felt nothing, and even felt a little kind and familiar.

Chef Arnold spoke in perfect Chinese: "The recent business of Taifeng Building must be very bad."

"If you can't hold on, I suggest you ask your master for help."

Like a villain.

Chef Arnold left after speaking, with my face written all over me, leaving Jiang Feng, Lu Sheng, and Peng Changping with question marks on their faces.

"Did you offend him?" Lu Sheng asked.

"I just saw him for the second time today." Jiang Feng felt that he was wronged, "I didn't even say a word last time!"

"Did your master offend him?" Lu Sheng continued to ask.

"My grandfather never saw him."

Lu Sheng and Jiang Feng could only remain silent.

Jiang Feng suddenly understood what other people said about Chef Arnold.

This boss is really a man with a weird temper and unpredictable personality, who makes people scold him behind his back without knowing where he started to scold him.

It's really confusing.