Life is a Game

He wasn't sure if Jiang Feng was talented in two-color prawns, but it was certain that Zhang Zhiyun's family had no talent in finding the way.

They were originally road idiots, but under the guidance of a certain navigator, they were completely lost in the huge city of Beiping.

At 4:36 pm on August 11th, the evening business of Taifeng Building was about to start, and Jiang Feng hadn't received a call from Zhang Zhiyun yet.

The two of them made an agreement during lunch yesterday. Today, Zhang Zhiyun's family will go to Prince Gong's Mansion for a visit. They are expected to return to the hotel at three o'clock. After they have rested, Jiang Feng will send them to Yonghe Residence.

It was half past four, and Jiang Feng hadn't received the news yet.

Jiang Feng accompanied Jiang Junqing and Jiang Junlian to Prince Gong's mansion before, and later went there with Wu Minqi, logically speaking, one morning is enough time to finish shopping.

Wu Minqi also noticed that it was very late, and asked, "Aren't you going to take Zhang Zhiyun and his family to Yongheju tonight? It's already past 4:30, isn't your reservation for 6 o'clock?"

"I made a reservation for 6 o'clock, but Zhang Zhiyun hasn't sent me a message yet." Jiang Feng said, taking out his mobile phone to call Zhang Zhiyun.

The phone was connected quickly, Zhang Zhiyun was very noisy, and the horn of the car could be heard, it should be on the side of the road.

"Hey, Brother Feng, I'm sorry I forgot to tell you that my parents, grandfather and I are already in the taxi to Yongheju." Zhang Zhiyun said loudly.

"taxi?"

"Yeah, we were planning to come back after we came out of Prince Kung's Mansion. But I don't know how the map navigation is done, and I can't find where the subway exit is. It points here and there, pointing us to We went to a residential area, and just now we saw that it was already 4 o'clock, so we simply took a taxi to Yongheju." Zhang Zhiyun said.

"It's going to be the evening rush hour now, isn't your road blocked?" Jiang Feng asked.

"Probably not, what, master, you said the front is already blocked?"

Jiang Feng: ...

"Where are you now?" Jiang Feng asked.

Zhang Zhiyun turned to ask the taxi driver and gave Jiang Feng an address.

Jiang Feng thought for a while and said, "You tell the driver to stop at the subway entrance in front and you get off. I'll go pick you up now."

"Brother Feng, you don't need to come here, I'll just follow the navigation." Zhang Zhiyun didn't want to bother Jiang Feng anymore.

"Will you walk in Beiping subway station?" Jiang Feng questioned soulfully.

Zhang Zhiyun: ...

"The road in Yongheju is under construction recently, and many roads are blocked. When you get out of the subway, where can you find Yongheju?" Jiang Feng questioned Erlian with his soul.

Zhang Zhiyun: ...

"Brother Feng, please."

Very attentive.

"I'll go first." Jiang Feng said to Wu Minqi.

"En." Wu Minqi nodded.

The business model of Yongheju is very similar to that of Taifeng Building, which has been passed down from generation to generation, even during the period of public-private partnership.

The current owner of Yongheju, Lu Sheng, is 10 years older than Jiang Feng. He is not very good at cooking, but he treats people kindly and manages well. He has a lot of prestige, and he is very familiar with Jiang Feng on wechat.

There are WeChat groups among the chefs of these old Chinese restaurants in Beiping. The current situation is special. The high-end catering market in Beiping is gradually being eaten away by foreign cuisines, and the traditional old Chinese restaurants are gradually declining.

At this time, everyone's attitude is very firm, unanimous to the outside world, even Tong Deyan and Ling Guangzhao will not pinch each other in the WeChat group.

Some time ago, Zhang Guanghang pulled Jiang Feng and the others into the wechat group to chat with Shuishui group in his spare time. Even though Jiang Feng had never met Lu Sheng before, he might not have recognized him, but they did know each other very well in wechat.

This time I booked a seat for Zhang Chu directly with Lu Sheng.

Jiang Feng asked Zhang Zhiyun and the others to wait for him at the subway station. He went to look for them and then sent them to Yongheju. The back and forth wasted some time, and by the time the group of them arrived at Yongheju, it was already half an hour past the scheduled time.

Fortunately, Lu Sheng still saved their seats.

In the lobby on the 2nd floor, at a small round table by the window, Jiang Feng stayed to eat with them, and there was a slight suspicion of skipping work.

Ever since Zhang Chu saw the signboard of Yongheju, he couldn't stop looking at the store, going up and down, even when he was walking up the stairs.

"The decoration hasn't changed much, it's still the same, but the area is much bigger. The Yonghe Residence wasn't this big before, and the one in front was originally a silk shop." Zhang Chu sat on the chair and sighed.

"Even if these old-fashioned restaurants in Beiping are redecorated, they will be slightly modified on the basis of the original ones, and nothing has changed," Jiang Feng said.

"Grandpa, does grandma really work in this store?" Zhang Zhiyun couldn't believe it.

"Not only that, your grandma still had an establishment back then." Zhang Chu said, "A regular worker is a regular worker at the age of 17, and her seniors only became regular workers at the age of 20."

"Dad, aren't you a carpenter? How did you know my mother back then?" Zhang Chiyuan asked curiously.

Everyone stared at Zhang Chu in unison. Everyone loved to hear the love stories of their grandparents.

Zhang Chu supported his head, and began to recall the past green years.

"How else do we know each other? My master took me to Yonghe Residence to repair things. I remember it was summer. Resting by the window, it seems to be the second floor, your grandma brought me a bowl of fried noodles." Zhang Chu said.

"That bowl of fried noodles has a lot of toppings. I've never eaten noodles with so many toppings. The fried noodles are fragrant and chewy."

"Then you fell in love with my mother?" Zhang Chiyuan asked.

"How is that possible? I was a well-known handsome young man back then, and I had a good handicraft. When your mother was young, she was so-so. How could I fall in love with her immediately." Zhang Chu began to brag.

"No, it's weird. I just didn't remember what I was repairing back then."

"Grandpa, are you repairing chairs?" Zhang Zhiyun asked.

"No, my master was a well-known carpenter in Beiping City back then. How could he be invited to repair a broken chair? What exactly is he repairing?" Zhang Chu was confused.

"Okay, Dad, don't think about it. How could you remember what happened so many years ago?" Zhang Chiyuan handed the menu to Zhang Chu, "Yunyun ordered jar meat, and I ordered fried eggplant. Let's see what you want to eat. By the way, Xiao Jiang, do you have anything you want to eat?"

"Yongheju's shredded pork with Beijing sauce is very famous." Jiang Feng recommended.

"Three wire shark's fin, crab roe shark's fin, casserole shark's fin..." Zhang Chu flipped through the menu, chanting, "Abalone in oyster sauce, Arhat prawns, sunflower duck, white fungus braised..."

Zhang Chu suddenly raised his head and asked the waiter next to him, "Is Qin Guisheng still your chef now?"

The waiter was stunned for a moment, and replied: "Master Qin retired to the United States a few years ago, but don't worry, several of Master Qin's apprentices are still working in the store, and the taste of these dishes will not be a problem."

"Two-color prawns, stewed white fungus and stir-fried broccoli." Zhang Chu said.

"Okay, jar meat, fried eggplant, Beijing sauce shredded pork, two-color prawns, white fungus stew and stir-fried broccoli, please wait a moment." The waiter left.

"Grandpa, who is Qin Guisheng?" Zhang Zhiyun asked.

"Your grandma's younger brother, I don't have any contact or friendship, but I just asked when I suddenly remembered it." Zhang Chu said.

"Strange, what exactly are you cultivating?" Zhang Chu was still wondering what exactly he and his master cultivated in Yonghe Residence back then.

"Ding, I found an optional side mission." The system prompt sounded suddenly.

Jiang Feng:? ? ?

"I'll go to the toilet first." Jiang Feng chose to pee.

Fortunately, the men's toilet was not crowded. Jiang Feng walked into a cubicle, clicked on the attribute panel, and accepted the task.

2. [Zhang Chu's Confusion]: After decades, Zhang Chu came to Yonghe Residence again, where he fell in love with his wife at first sight, but found it difficult to recall the specific details of the first meeting. Players are asked to help Zhang Chu retrieve his lost memories and let him relive his old dreams. Task Progress (0/1)

Task reminder: In fact, just remind him of what he repaired back then.

Mission reward: A memory of Zhang Chu.

Jiang Feng:? ? ?

Is Mr. Zhang so obsessed with what he cultivated back then?

As expected, he was a carpenter.