Life is a Game

Zhang Guanghang was unwilling to participate in this accident, which directly caused Jiang Feng to not be able to find a fourth player.

There were many chefs in Taifeng Building, but there were very few people who wanted to find out the four aspects that could not hold back the team, especially Jiang Feng and Sun Maocai.

Zhang Guanghang used to be the best choice and everyone's default choice. As a result, the recommended player gave up the game for unknown reasons.

For this reason, Jiang Feng directly spent the afternoon's practice, went into the teahouse, discussed with the two old men and Sun Maocai all afternoon about the serious issue of who would be the fourth contestant.

Ji Xue can't do it. Her business ability is not bad, and her culinary skill level is also OK, but Ji Xue's problem is that she is from an orthodox background and became a monk halfway through. The only particularly good dish she cooks is Watan Huadiao Chicken.

You know, she doesn't even have ten dishes on the menu of Taifeng Building, so how could she list ten dishes for the program group to draw during the competition.

Sun Jikai is also not very good, he has a lot of dishes, let alone ten, twenty Sun Jikai can list, but he is just too much in quantity, not good in quality.

Neither can Dong Shi and Dong Li. It’s good to add one piece to the two brothers, but it’s not so good to take it apart. Master Wang was also quickly excluded, not to mention Jiang Weisheng, who was not on the school list from the very beginning.

After discussing for about half an hour, everyone agreed that Qiu Fu was a good choice.

Qiu Fu is Sun Guanyun's apprentice, and also worked as the head chef of Jubaolou for a period of time. His management ability is not good, but he is very capable in business and has superb cooking skills. He belongs to the kind of honest person who works in silence.

If he participates in the competition, he will definitely make Taifenglou even more powerful.

It happened that Qiu Fu didn't rest today. Jiang Feng called Qiu Fu and went to Taifeng Building immediately after learning that he was in Taifeng Building.

In the afternoon, it was a break time. In the hall, several waiters sat around chatting and playing with their mobile phones. When they saw Jiang Feng coming, they smiled and greeted him. Jiang Feng also nodded at them and walked quickly towards the back kitchen.

Only Qiu Fu and Sun Jikai were in the back kitchen, and Qiu Fu was instructing Sun Jikai to cook, which looked like a stew.

"It's enough to slice the abalone with a cross knife, and the bamboo shoots need to be shredded a little more, this..." Qiu Fu was explaining seriously, and he didn't notice Jiang Feng's arrival at all, and even Sun Jikai didn't notice.

"Master Qiu."

Only then did Qiu Fu notice that Jiang Feng had walked behind him: "Brother Feng, you are here, what's the matter?"

Jiang Feng: "...There is something I want to discuss with you."

Qiu Fu pretended to be listening.

"Some time ago, Chef Arnold invited us to participate in a reality show. You should have heard of it?" Jiang Feng asked, seeing Qiu Fu nod before continuing, "The thing is like this, at noon, Ah Chef Nuo sent me the competition system, I read it, and thought it was pretty good, there is no big problem, just one problem."

Qiu Fu:?

"There is one person missing, and we sent four contestants to participate. Now we have Master Sun and Wu Minqi here. Old Zhang...maybe he has something to do and can't participate. I discussed with Master Sun just now, and I think you are the most suitable The time is not long, about three or four months, of which one and a half months will not affect normal life at all, but it will be a little more troublesome later."

Jiang Feng was about to tell Qiu Fu the detailed competition system, but Qiu Fu repeatedly waved his hands with rejection written all over his face.

"No, no, no, I can't, I can't participate in this kind of show. This kind of reality show requires the camera to shoot at the side, right? I can't, I can't face the camera."

"Can't face the camera?" Jiang Feng was stunned. What is the latest reason for refusing to participate.

"It's like this. About 20 years ago, maybe almost 30 years ago, I also participated in a cooking competition, and it was in Europe." Qiu Fu explained, "It's not a particularly big competition. Then... the players are not particularly strong, my grades are quite good, I have already entered the semi-finals, but in the end..."

Qiu Fu looked embarrassed, but he still said: "I didn't expect that the competition was quite formal, and there were still photographers videotaping the semi-finals. In fact, it was not close, but it was taken from far away. But when someone was taking pictures, I felt uncomfortable. As a result, when I was cooking, I couldn’t cut the vegetables properly, the seasoning couldn’t be adjusted properly, and the heat was wrong.

"At that time, I thought it was because I had never seen the world, it was the first time I saw a game, and I was on the road, so I was nervous, but I participated in another game later, and there was a camera recording, but I couldn't see it. I get nervous and I make mistakes.”

Jiang Feng: ...

I can't see it, I didn't expect you to have a heavy burden as an idol.

Qiu Fu has talked about this, so he must not be able to participate in the reality show competition. It's just that there is a camera far away, and he can be so nervous that he can't perform well. If he participates in a reality show and a cameraman follows his face to shoot, he might not be able to tell the difference between salt and sugar.

Just when Jiang Feng was about to go back to the teahouse to continue discussing with Sun Maocai to see if he could find another person suitable for the competition, Sun Jikai, who had been silent like a background board, suddenly spoke.

"Can I?"

"Huh?" Jiang Feng was a little surprised.

You know, Sun Jikai was quite low-key during this time.

How low-key? He was so low-key that when Jiang Feng hadn't gone to Yongheju to learn cooking, he and Sun Jikai were the only ones in the back kitchen practicing cooking every afternoon. But as long as it was mentioned who was practicing in the kitchen in the afternoon, everyone's first reaction was Jiang Feng and there was no second reaction.

Low-key to completely non-existent.

He once showed his sharpness, exuded the richness of three generations, a rich man, thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi middle school, Young Master Sun, now he is like an ordinary social animal, obviously he is richer than before, but he is much richer than before Before, he was more like an ordinary person.

Now Sun Jikai seems to be a tool person who can only practice cooking repeatedly. His daily life is monotonous. He doesn't play with his mobile phone much, he doesn't watch TV dramas, he doesn't go shopping, he doesn't climb mountains, he doesn't listen to concerts, he doesn't go to art exhibitions, and he doesn't even have an evening with Ji Yue. Meet at the barbecue stand.

One must know that it is midsummer now, in midsummer in August, there is no figure of Young Master Sun at the barbecue stand.

Sun Jikai now comes to the kitchen to cut vegetables early every day. Jiang Feng once went to Sun Jikai's house to borrow vinegar at night, and accidentally saw a variety of dishes in his refrigerator that were comparable to those of his aunt's refrigerator. After asking, I found out that Sun Jikai would practice cooking for one to two hours after returning home from get off work every day. He would not engage in any recreational activities, and would just take a shower and sleep.

His mechanical practice is not the same as Jiang Feng's practice. Jiang Feng's practice is to fight mobs. The goal of the experience-based practice is very clear. Work hard and be positive.

Sun Jikai's practice is a kind of moistening and silent practice. He seems to regard cooking practice as his daily life, as if his life should be like this, every day is to get up early to chop vegetables and go to bed late to practice cooking.

A bit like Gu Li, Jiang Feng felt that Sun Jikai was becoming more and more like Gu Li, with no sense of presence and silence, but he was working hard all the time, but it didn't make people feel that he was working hard.

Sun Jikai offered to take part in the competition, which surprised Jiang Feng.

Qiu Fu thought it was very good and agreed very much: "Yes, Xiao Kai is more suitable than me. Xiao Kai is very natural when facing the camera, and he was not nervous at all when he was interviewed."

If Qiu Fu does not participate, Sun Jikai is indeed the best candidate. Although his professional ability is not particularly outstanding, he is very comprehensive.

The most important thing is that he cooks fast.

"Okay." Jiang Feng agreed immediately.

In fact, when he was discussing with Sun Maocai just now, Sun Maocai told him that the four contestants don't necessarily need to find four particularly strong business abilities. It is very difficult for an ordinary restaurant to find four chefs with particularly strong professional ability, but it would be very good to have two.

The best configuration should be two chefs and two assistant chefs, two for the main attack and two for the assistant. If you want to take the first place, you must engage in this configuration. The previous points competition was nothing to fear. With Jiang Feng and Sun Maocai's two gold-lettered signboards shining in Taifeng Building, sales must be no problem.

Sun Maocai felt that the key to determining the list of the top four should be the weekly quiz that the program group did not indicate the specific content.

Sun Jikai was a little surprised to see that Jiang Feng agreed so readily. He was still a little uncertain about who was better between him and Qiu Fu.

"Don't you need to test it?" Sun Jikai himself felt that such a serious matter should be considered carefully.

"Test?" Jiang Feng was taken aback, "How to test? I know your level."

"Are you free this afternoon? If you are free, you can stay here for a while. I'm going to make Bazhen Seafood Soup this afternoon. You can try it when it's ready." Sun Jikai suggested.

If Jiang Feng would have said that he was not free two weeks ago, he would have to go back to Yonghe Ju Xuecai to accept Peng Caiping's guidance. But today is different. After taking over Zhou Shi's cat, Peng Changping forgot about the little apprentice and Jiang Feng, and the education mode has changed to free-range and free-range.

Jiang Feng hadn't even seen Peng Changping's face today.

"Okay, wait for me to send a message..." Jiang Feng was about to take out his mobile phone and send a message to Zhou Shi, asking Zhou Shi to tell Peng Changping that there was something going on in Taifeng Building, and he might have to go there at night, and then he saw Zhou Shi message to yourself.

Peng Changping has something to do this afternoon and may not pass it tonight, so let the two of them figure it out by themselves.

Jiang Feng: ...

"I'm quite free today, you can continue to make soup, I'll make thirty wontons."

Idle is idle, why not make some pure meat wontons to benefit the students of the Academy of Fine Arts.

Sun Jikai continued to make soup, Qiu Fu watched from the sidelines, and Jiang Feng went to find ingredients and happily wrapped wontons.

Just 30 wontons, plus chopped stuffing and stuffing, it will be done in a few minutes. After wrapping the wontons, Jiang Feng had nothing to do. Seeing that Sun Jikai was still busy, it was hard for him to be idle, but he didn't eat braised pork today and his enthusiasm for work was not so high.

After thinking for a while, Jiang Feng decided to cook porridge.

He hasn't cooked porridge for some days, and the legend of his porridge king is probably almost forgotten in the world.

Cooking porridge is simple, prepare the ingredients, control the heat, handle the ingredients, put them in the pot, and people can sit on the side and play with their mobile phones, just remember the time.

Jiang Feng found a special porridge pot that had been dusty for a long time in the warehouse. It was the same type as the porridge shop. The porridge cooked in one pot could be used as a staff meal for all the employees of Taifeng Building. It is estimated that they could not finish a meal. Jiang Feng found two pots and decided to cook two flavors of porridge.

After thinking about it, Jiang Feng decided to return to the original beauty, cooking eight-treasure porridge and preserved egg porridge.

A sweet porridge, a salty porridge, which happened to be what he was familiar with and was good at, and it happened to be a staff meal for everyone. If you can't finish it tonight, you can continue to eat it tomorrow. It is economical, convenient and delicious. It is simply the employee meal that capitalists dream of.

Jiang Feng cooked the porridge happily.

While cooking porridge and playing with mobile phones, the time passed quickly. Seeing that the two big pots of porridge were about to be finished, Sun Jikai's side was also in the final stage, and people from the back kitchen began to come in one after another to prepare for work. When everyone saw Jiang Feng appearing in the back kitchen, they thought he would relax and come back to work today for a change of taste.

"Brother Feng, are you going to put your name on stage tonight?" Sang Ming asked.

"No need, just put the pure meat wontons backstage. I won't be cooking tonight." Jiang Feng refused.

After chatting with Sang Ming for a while, he learned that the staff meal at noon today was made by Jiang Sanwei and unfortunately overturned the car. Everyone was miserable while eating, and Jiang Feng immediately felt a lot of psychological comfort. She even started to comfort Sang Ming, telling him to get used to it after eating.

He and Zhou Shi are quite used to it now.

While chatting, Sun Jikai's Bazhen Seafood Soup is ready.

Jiang Feng had never eaten or seen this dish before, and the name was a bit familiar, maybe he had seen it on the menu of Jubaolou before. When he saw Sun Jikai cooking in the afternoon, he felt that this dish was quite troublesome, mainly because of the handling of the ingredients. Bazhen seafood soup, of course, uses eight kinds of ingredients, most of them are seafood, and some vegetables are used in small amounts.

Soup is similar but ever-changing. There are only a few ways to make it, but changes in ingredients and different processing methods will make great differences in taste.

The Bazhen Seafood Soup made by Sun Jikai is very good in terms of appearance, and the presentation is especially good. There are only two abalones in the whole pot of soup, and they are all placed on the bright side to look very rich.

The taste is also okay, with the umami taste of seafood, the overall taste is thick, but not greasy, slightly salty, and there are actually quite a lot of ingredients in the soup. It’s okay to eat this soup as a stew, just add an extra bag of vermicelli.

It's a good soup that sells for a premium price.

Jiang Feng, a capitalist who lost an unknown amount of money only at noon, expressed his affirmation.

After drinking the soup, it's almost time for the evening business to start.

Although Jiang Feng is not currently working in Taifeng Building, there are still students of the Academy of Fine Arts and artists who insist on coming to Taifeng Building every day to eat in case I missed something. They eat at noon and at night. They are getting fatter and thinner, Inspiration is still missing.

When these humble families saw the familiar pure meat wontons on the menu, their hearts were boiling.

Even the cold wallet seemed to have a little warmth.

There was a small-scale commotion in the lobby of Taifeng Building. This commotion made some new diners feel a little inexplicable, such as the freshmen college students at a certain table.

Although freshmen usually don't start school on September 1st, there are always schools that like to stick to September 1st, especially to set military training before the start of school, compressing everyone's precious senior year summer vacation so that everyone can feel the warmth of university military training in advance colleges and universities.

The happy summer vacation has gone, and the hard military training has come to an end. The next day is the day of the start of school, which is not known whether it will be pleasant or not. The confused freshmen decided to come out to have a meal.

Small restaurants without money, big hotels with money.

Zhang Qian was obviously the rich one, and it was she who suggested coming to Taifeng Building for dinner.

"Qianqian, is the mask you mentioned easy to use? I feel that you are indeed a lot whiter than the previous two days. What brand is it? Give me the link. Did you buy it online or through someone else? "The classmate and roommate who was at the same table with Zhang Qian kept staring at Zhang Qian's face.

"I just bought it online, I'll send you the link now." Zhang Qian said.

"I want it too, I want it too." Another girl responded positively, looking at the menu, "Sissy, what shall we eat next? The two chefs you told us about are not on the menu, who else do you know?" Do the dishes taste better?"

Zhang Qian thought for a while, but she didn't think about it for a while, she reached out and asked the girl opposite to give her the tablet, and looked at the menu by herself.

"Hey, Ji Xue is here too. If it's not the same name, then the dishes she cooks are actually quite delicious. Zhang Guanghang is also here, and the dishes he cooks are also delicious. Not only do he cook delicious dishes, but I tell you Tell him he looks so handsome!" Zhang Qian was pleasantly surprised.

"What's your way of ordering? Don't you just order what we want? Why do you order according to the person?" The girl sitting next to Zhang Qian was speechless, looking at the menu.

"Squirrel mandarin fish, order squirrel mandarin fish, squirrel mandarin fish is delicious!"

Zhang Qian started to order, and when she ordered, she saw pure meat wontons and the name of the chef.

Zhang Qian turned the tablet over to show it to the person opposite, and pointed to Jiang Feng's name: "Isn't there Jiang Feng? Look, he made this wonton. Why did you just tell me that he wasn't on the menu today?"

The girl who was in charge of ordering food before was also very innocent: "I didn't see it when I saw it just now, there is no wonton at all, okay? Does he have any other dishes?"

Zhang Qian read the menu from beginning to end and shook her head.

"Then let's order wontons and try it!" The girl opposite was very hearty.

When it was time to place an order, Zhang Qian decisively placed an order for wontons.

Zhang Qian was a little disappointed: "I wanted to drink eight-treasure porridge, but I didn't even have eight-treasure porridge, only wontons."

As soon as she said this, the other three laughed, and one of them couldn't help but said directly: "I want to drink eight-treasure porridge back to school, but I can't go to the porridge shop outside. It costs two yuan a bowl, and three yuan One bowl, five yuan a bowl, ten yuan a bowl, no matter how expensive it is, twenty yuan a bowl, what kind of eight-treasure porridge do you want to drink, why do you come to this kind of restaurant to drink porridge?"

"You don't understand, Jiang Feng's eight-treasure porridge is very delicious, and it's completely different from the ones sold outside."

Zhang Qian reached out and gestured in the air, trying to compare the size of the casserole that Jiang Feng used on the day of the competition, but she couldn't remember because of the time interval.

"It's about this big, maybe bigger and deeper. You don't know, it only took 40 minutes. He used such a big casserole to cook eight-treasure porridge. I suspected that he might fail at first, but the porridge he cooked was very delicious. One of the judges at the scene drank several bowls in one go. I have never had that kind of porridge. Later, I went to his shop to drink porridge again. His porridge with preserved eggs and lean meat is also delicious. Anyway... anyway, he only needs to cook porridge It’s cooked very well, and you’ll know how it feels after drinking it once.” It’s really delicious, but I just can’t describe it.

The other three girls have already started discussing what to order.

Zhang Qian: ...

Zhang Qian didn't think there was anything at first, but she was a little disappointed. Now she suddenly wanted to prove to the three that Jiang Feng's eight-treasure porridge was really delicious.

Zhang Qian beckoned to a waiter.

Hu Li walked towards her: "Hello, what do I need?"

"I want to ask about that. Chef Jiang Feng's name is not on the menu, but I saw his pure meat wonton. So, do you have eight-treasure porridge today?"

Hu Li:?

Although she didn't understand what Zhang Qian wanted to express, she probably heard that Zhang Qian wanted to drink eight-treasure porridge.

"Wait a minute, I'll go ask the kitchen for you." Hu Li walked quickly towards the kitchen, just in time to bump into Jiang Feng who came out of the kitchen happily, ready to go home and relax.

"Little boss." Hu Li stopped Jiang Feng.

"Um?"

Jiang Feng stopped.

"It's like this. Just now, a table customer asked if we have eight-treasure porridge in our store today? Has anyone cooked eight-treasure porridge in the back kitchen today?"

Jiang Feng was startled, thinking that this guest was really destined. He cooked eight-treasure porridge but didn't put it on the shelves. He didn't intend to sell it. Porridge is a staple food that takes up the stomach and can't be sold at a high price. Comrade Wang Xiulian doesn't like this staple food very much. Taifeng Building rarely sells porridge now. Jiang Feng used to cook it only occasionally, and sold it when he had a chance.

I didn't expect fate to come so quickly.

"Which table ordered it? I just made eight-treasure porridge and now it's ready. You can ask Sang Ming to serve a bowl, and just sell it at the previous porridge price." Jiang Feng said.

"It's the table over there, the table for the four little girls." Hu Li pointed to Zhang Qian's table.

Jiang Feng is a little short-sighted now, and he can't see faces clearly if they are too far away. In fact, he didn't see Zhang Qian's face clearly or recognize him at all. But Zhang Qian recognized Jiang Feng at a glance, and waved wildly at him excitedly.

Jiang Feng was a little confused and could only walk towards Zhang Qian. It took a few steps to see Zhang Qian's face clearly, and it took 30 to 40 seconds to realize that the girl with long hair was Zhang Qian who had lost to him in the Good Taste Cooking Competition for cooking porridge.

"Zhang Qian?!" Jiang Feng was a little surprised. In his memory, Zhang Qian should still be in high school in City A, but he soon realized that Zhang Qian should have come to Peking to go to university after the college entrance examination.

"You went to university in Peking?"

"Yes. I wanted to come to your restaurant for a long time to eat, but I have been in military training some time ago and have no time to come. I watched "Zhiwei" on New Year's Day this year. You are really amazing. Everyone has an exclusive interview, Taifeng Building Still on the cover, my dad said that you must be much better now than you were in last year's competition." Zhang Qian said that she was a rainbow fart.

"Fortunately, it has improved a bit and is much better than last year. What dishes did you order today? Would you like me to recommend it to you?" Jiang Feng also became interested.

"We ordered four of your pure meat wontons per head."

Jiang Feng: ...

He thought it was time for him to leave. He came out after cooking the pure meat wontons. Judging by the time, Sang Ming should already be helping to pack the bowls and bring them out to the table.

"This, wonton, that might not be suitable for you, why don't you think about something else." Jiang Feng's smile gradually twisted.

"But we've already placed an order."

Said that Cao Cao had arrived, and Hu Li came over with four bowls of pure meat wontons.

Inside the small bowl was a very poor-looking wonton, which smelled of despair.

"Don't eat it yet. The wontons are a bit hot just out of the pan. Let them cool down for two minutes before eating." What Jiang Feng really wanted to say was that you wait until I leave before eating.

The next table was already crying.

Four people:?

"By the way, what major do you study? Oh, I haven't asked you which school." Jiang Feng decisively changed the subject, decided to give a few polite greetings and then slip away.

"I was admitted to the University of Foreign Languages ​​and studied Chinese." Zhang Qian said.

Jiang Feng:?

Although there is nothing wrong with it, it feels weird when these words are connected together.

"Hey, eight-treasure porridge is here too, so I won't bother you. I just made this porridge, so you can eat it while it's hot." Jiang Feng really slipped away, and when he walked to the door, he looked back deliberately. As expected, Zhang Qian four People have started to cry.

One of the girls who was particularly emotional was already lying on the table, crying loudly in grief.

Jiang Feng sighed.

Hey, it seems that from this moment on he lost another little fan.

He didn't want that either.

I just hope that Zhang Qian won't become a fan.

Thinking of this, he happened to see Ji Yue coming down from the second floor, and turned back to tell Ji Yue.

"Did you see the table? Does Zhang Qian remember?" Jiang Feng pointed to Zhang Qian's table.

Ji Yue shook her head in bewilderment, obviously she was getting older and had a bad memory.

"It's the one I competed with in the Good Taste Cooking Competition, the one who cooked eight-treasure porridge together."

Ji Yue hasn't remembered yet, but she probably knows there is such a person.

"They ordered pure meat wontons at that table, and they are crying now. Please wait for them to finish crying, and go to them and explain to them that this wonton is a specialty of our restaurant. Don't let people misunderstand, they are all here for the first time."

After speaking, Jiang Feng slipped away.

Ji Yue:?

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