Life is a Game

On the second day, Sun Jikai was still able to come to work normally. Jiang Feng, Ji Yue and Wu Minqi were all moved by his spirit of persevering in his work.

What a spirit it is to be so drunk the night before and still insist on waking up at 8 o'clock in the morning and coming to the back kitchen!

Today's Sun Jikai is still trying to maintain his image of a cold and domineering president.

"What nonsense did I talk about when I was drunk last night?" Sun Jikai sneaked up to Jiang Feng and asked before the noon business started.

"a lot of."

"How many?"

"Your second uncle's family is kind-hearted and cruel. You were kicked out of the house by your grandfather, kicked by your girlfriend, your credit card was frozen, and you can't pay the rent next month. Fried Niuhe is 8 yuan cheaper than Ji Xue. Juicy prawns are 16 yuan cheaper than Zhang Guanghang, and lychee meat..." Jiang Feng began to explain everything he said last night to Sun Jikai one by one.

"Okay, stop talking." Sun Jikai had already begun to consider the specifics of resignation.

"Actually, these are nothing. The main reason is that when I sent you back later, you kept muttering something," Jiang Feng said.

"What words?"

"Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, don't bully the young and poor."

Sun Jikai: ...

"Really, read less novels. You can see that the routines of these novels were written several years ago, and they are not popular now." Jiang Fengyu persuaded earnestly, "I have a friend who likes to read novels as much as you. He not only watched him but also wrote. As a result, "Signals and Systems" failed and had to be retaken, and "Optical Information Processing" was also failed this semester and probably had to be retaken.

"Look, writing a novel is a dead end!" Jiang Feng didn't say a word, Wang Hao was a lesson in blood.

Sun Jikai: ...

"I don't read novels." Sun Jikai said stubbornly, "How could I have time to read novels?"

"Hey, forget it, that's not what I wanted to tell you at the beginning. Let me tell you, I went back last night to discuss it with Qiqi, and I think that we can use the Gorgon juice of the Eight Treasure Chestnut Pigeon from the beginning. Make a big fire, then a small fire, and turn it into a big fire at the end." Jiang Feng changed the topic, and quickly changed the topic to serious processing and research.

"Big fire first, then small fire, then big fire?" Sun Jikai thought for a while, his grandfather didn't seem to do this, but Jiang Feng's approach sounded somewhat feasible.

"Try it at noon today."

"Yeah." Jiang Feng nodded, trying at noon.

"Wait, you just said that you discussed with Wu Minqi, she also knows this dish?" Sun Jikai began to doubt life, isn't this the unique skill of their Sun family, when did it start to be bad?

"Qiqi was watching when your grandfather gave me a demonstration before, and your grandfather agreed. Although she didn't know the details, the general steps are still very clear." Jiang Feng explained.

Sun Jikai thought for a while and suggested, "Why don't we study with Wu Minqi at noon."

"Um?"

"She proposed this method. With her participation, we will go much smoother." When Sun Jikai was drunk yesterday, he wiped out his family fortune in front of Wu Minqi, and now he seems to regard Wu Minqi as one of his own.

Jiang Feng and Sun Jikai's research on the eight-treasure chestnut pigeon did not make any breakthrough after Wu Minqi joined. To be precise, there was no progress at all.

A few days passed in the blink of an eye, tomorrow is the day of food tasting on the 27th, and the three of them are still walking in place. Although this day has nothing to do with them, because they don't have any new dishes to try, but it is also an important day. After all, Sun Jikai's dry fried beef river can be raised to 48 yuan on the 27th.

In the past few days, Comrade Wang Xiulian went to several Chaoshan beef hot pot restaurants in Beiping to work as an undercover agent. He ate a few beef hot pot meals with his aunt, second aunt, fourth aunt, and fifth aunt, and checked the prices of fried beef in their restaurants. , I found that fried beef river and fried noodles are really different.

Dry Fried Niuhe is more expensive than Fried Noodles!

In the past few days, Jiyue, who was exhausted of inspiration, suddenly had a burst of inspiration, and the speed of drawing increased slowly.

Maybe it's because of Ji Xue's vegetable tofu soup, or maybe it's because after eating barbecue for a few days, it's a matter of course, and all the previously blocked inspiration gushes out all at once, and I don't feel sleepy even if my liver explodes until three or four in the morning every day. Ji Yue even forgot who she was drawing for in the first place, and spent her lunch break lying down on the table to sleep instead of looking at Zhang Guanghang's face.

Closer to home, the progress of Jiang Feng and the other three's eight-treasure chestnut pigeon was not satisfactory. If it is in a healthy stir-fry restaurant, there is absolutely no problem with changing the name of the eight-treasure chestnut pigeon, which tastes good but has no soul and is not authentic at all. But now it is no longer a healthy stir-fry restaurant. It is now Taifeng Building, a high-end restaurant opened in Beiping. Their diners are no longer students from University A but the whole society. There are even many people who come here admiringly. gluttonous.

This kind of fake version of the inferior Eight Treasure Chestnut Pigeon will only embarrass Taifeng Building if it is put on the menu.

So the eight-treasure chestnut pigeon practiced by the three of them was rewarded as an employee reward, and it was used as an extra meal for the employees of Taifeng Building who performed well that day.

On the 27th, due to the food tasting, Taifeng Building will be closed after noon. Except for the stove chef who participated in the food tasting, who needs to stay to try the dishes, other employees can basically leave work early and take half a day off.

Working in a restaurant is basically untrue. All statutory holidays have nothing to do with the service industry staff, and the more statutory holidays, the busier they are. The company will use practical actions to prove to you that it is not easy to get 4 times the salary.

Although the holiday on the 27th was only half a day, it was enough for everyone to be excited for a long time.

Before the noon business started, some young chefs in the back kitchen couldn't hold back their inner excitement, chatting about what to do with this half-day vacation.

"Tang Tang, the roommate I shared with me told me that there is a place where clothes are very cheap. I asked her to send me the address. Let's go shopping in the afternoon!" A female chef at the cold vegetable table sent an invitation to Tang Tang.

"Ah, I'm not free, you can find someone else, I made an appointment with my boyfriend this afternoon to go swimming in the swimming pool." Tang Tang politely refused.

"Sang Ming, are you going to climb the Great Wall in the afternoon? I remember you said before that you wanted to climb the Great Wall. I, Zhang Weiyu, and Wei Shiheng will also go." Ouyang invited. Sang Ming was most active in the back kitchen on weekdays. Popularity is also the best.

Wei Shiheng, who usually has no sense of presence, smiled at Sang Ming without any sense of presence.

Sang Ming just turned his head to talk to Ouyang, without seeing him at all.

Wei Shiheng lowered his head as usual and continued to chop vegetables.

"I can't, I'm not free today, my sister is here and I have to take her to play." Sang Ming said.

"Your sister is here?!" Almost everyone in the back kitchen said in unison.

The two old men, who had never been involved in the conversation, couldn't help looking at Sang Ming.

"When is your sister coming?" Jiang Feng asked.

"She's already here. I asked her to wait for me in Taifeng Building. By the way, I have to talk to the house manager to see if I can find a corner for my sister to sit there and wait for me." Sang Ming said , turned to look at the two old men.

"Chef Jiang, I..."

"Go." Jiang Weiming said with a smile.

Sang Ming went out to find Fang Mei.

"Do you think Sang Ming's younger sister is very beautiful?" Ouyang asked Zhang Weiyu.

"Didn't he say that his sister is not good-looking? But isn't his sister only in the second grade of junior high school? Her parents are very concerned about coming to Beijing to play alone at such a young age!" Zhang Weiyu's focus is quite strange.

"His younger sister studied late. She was in poor health and took a year off from school in elementary school. She is 16 this year." Han Yigu has a better understanding of Sang Ming's younger sister.

"I think his sister must be pretty, Sang Ming just likes to slander his sister." Luo Yu vowed.

"Not at all, I feel that Sang Ming likes his sister quite a lot, and her sister may really be ugly." Zhou Shi said.

"I also think his sister may not be good-looking."

"But I think his sister might be quite good-looking, and Sang Ming doesn't look too bad herself."

"I don't think it's okay either."

"I……"

The back kitchen of Taifeng House suddenly divided into two factions: Sister Sang Ming's good-looking party and Sang Ming's bad-looking party.

"Okay, stop chatting, there are still more than a dozen tables that have been booked in advance at noon today, and some are busy. Han Yigu, you go to the cold vegetable counter to help prepare the cold dishes. Zhou Shi, go and see the ones over there Is the stewed meat ready?" Jiang Feng ended the discussion that would soon see the result.