Life is a Game

"Come on, come on, second brother eats chicken!"

"Eat beer duck."

"Eat two extra pieces of braised pork."

"Eat this piece of sweet and sour carp. This piece has no thorns. It is fried crisply and the juice is even."

"Second brother, let me scoop porridge for you."

In order to make up for Jiang Shoucheng's broken heart from eating beef just now, Jiang Feng has been serving him food graciously. His attitude was even more attentive than when he was trying to avoid making up lessons for the two sisters Jiang Junlian and Jiang Junqing during the Chinese New Year.

"Okay, okay, little brother, you've been busy all afternoon, let's eat first and I'll pick up the food myself." Jiang Shoucheng said, Jiang Feng's action of picking up the food for him greatly affected his efficiency in grabbing food.

For the nine doctors who ate at the same table, Jiang Feng could easily judge their food chain level in the emergency department based on their reactions when picking up vegetables.

Mr. Zhong is undoubtedly the highest in the food chain. Although he only uses his chopsticks for vegetarian dishes such as eight-treasure tofu, ground three delicacies, and scrambled eggs with tomatoes, there is never a shortage of meat in his bowl.

For every two pieces of braised pork that Dr. Cao picks up, one piece is for Mr. Zhong. Dr. Lu will recommend to Mr. Zhong which piece of tofu looks the most tender from the perspective of a gourmet. It is Mr. Zhong’s chopsticks. Wherever Mr. Zhong’s eyes see, his chopsticks will reach.

A trainee doctor like Lao Zhou, who is at the bottom of the emergency food chain, is not even qualified to serve Mr. Zhong with food.

Jiang Feng originally thought that he had cooked so many dishes, many of which were hard dishes, and cooked such a large casserole of preserved egg and lean meat porridge. Counting his dinner at night, there were only 9 people in total. I can also leave some porridge and vegetables for the doctor on night shift tonight.

What he didn't expect was that the combat effectiveness of the emergency doctor who had been hungry for 14 hours was amazing.

Among them are Dr. Cao who works the night shift for two consecutive days, Lao Zhou who has not eaten meat for several months, Jiang Shoucheng whose weight is stable at more than 200 catties, and the old grandson who just lost his love (unrequited love) a few minutes ago and turned his grief and anger into appetite.

The eleven dishes, soup and porridge on the table were all wiped out in just half an hour.

If it wasn't for Dr. Cao going out to suture a patient during the meal, Jiang Shoucheng and Lao Xu went out to carry stretchers twice, Lao Zhou cleaned up the wounds of two wounded, and Director Zhong went to see the wounded who had a broken leg in a car accident. Meals can be eaten even faster.

The porridge in the casserole was scraped clean by Jiang Shoucheng, who was the last to liquidate it, with an iron spoon, as if it had just been washed. There was only a complete fish skeleton left on the plate containing the sweet and sour carp. Jiang Feng even suspected that if he hadn't taken off the bones of the chicken and duck by himself, the chicken bones and duck bones on the plate might be as clean as before. Same as shaved.

People who are full are lazy, especially the emergency doctors who suddenly ate a big meal after being hungry for more than ten hours. They all slumped on their chairs and didn't want to move, and they didn't even want to sort out their medical records.

There is nothing better than chatting and bragging after a hearty meal.

The well-informed Dr. Lu deeply felt that Jiang Feng's craftsmanship was not the chef of an ordinary small restaurant, so he asked curiously, "Which restaurant are you Xiao Jiang as the chef?"

"Taifeng Building." Jiang Shoucheng not only had a quick mouth when eating, but also quick mouth when talking.

Dr. Lu's eyes lit up: "That's such a coincidence, I'm off next Saturday, and I originally wanted to take my wife, children and my parents to your Taifeng Building for a meal."

Lao Xu, Lao Zhou and Lao Sun who are at the bottom of the emergency food chain can only look at Dr. Lu enviously.

This kind of winner in life who has a suite on the second ring road of Beijing, a beautiful wife, both children, a high degree of education, less hair loss, and tens of thousands of steps ahead of others since reincarnation, and plans to go to a restaurant for dinner, is definitely not their kind Low-level doctors with a monthly salary of less than 3,000 can afford it.

Lao Zhou recalled the taste of the braised pork, braised chicken, beer duck and sweet and sour carp he ate just now, and thought of the taste of the shredded yam he ate at the beginning, and the aftertaste of the preserved egg and lean meat porridge that remained in his mouth. He felt that this might be the best meal he had ever eaten in memory.

Although it is largely because he has not eaten meat for several months, as long as he eats meat, he feels delicious.

"Is Taifeng Building close to our hospital?" Old Zhou asked weakly.

"It's very close, the subway can go directly to it," Jiang Feng said.

"Is the food expensive?" Lao Zhou's voice became weaker.

Jiang Feng thought for a while, and said honestly: "It's not cheap, the cheapest fried beef is 48."

Old Zhou's heart twitched.

"Such a pot of preserved egg and lean meat porridge costs more than 100. I cook all the porridge in our shop." Jiang Feng continued.

Lao Zhou's heart twitched again.

His fiancée is coming to Peking next month, and he wants to take his fiancée to have a good meal.

It's not just a restaurant on the street, it's a good meal in the true sense. Go to those old restaurants and order the most expensive signature dishes in their stores.

He ate radishes, cabbage, and steamed buns for so many months, and he was reluctant to buy instant noodles at a special price. The old godmother would gobble up other people's, in order to save money to treat his fiancée and parents to dinner respectively.

There are quite a few established restaurants in Peking, plus high-end restaurants with cuisines from various countries, there are many options to choose from. Lao Zhou has done a great job of doing strategies during this period of time, but he has never been to any of these stores.

Now that he had tasted Jiang Feng's cooking skills, he felt that Jiang Feng's cooking skills were so good at a young age, and the other chefs in Taifeng Building must have better cooking skills.

He came to Renyi Hospital from the local hospital for a year of training, and there are still two months left.

He didn't have much talent, he graduated from a second-rate medical school, and his grades were not very good during his schooling. It was a stroke of luck to be able to perform exceptionally well this time and be admitted to Ren Medical University for further study. With his current talent and level, he would definitely have to go back to the county hospital after finishing his studies, and he would have no chance to stay.

When he finishes his studies, he probably won't have a chance to come to Peiping again.

His fiancée will come next month, and his parents will come next month. Even if he doesn’t have time to take them to climb the Great Wall and visit the Forbidden City, Lao Sun still wants to take them to have a good meal instead of going to the orthopedic cafeteria to order a braised braised meal like last time. Meat.

He couldn't wait for him to return to the county hospital after finishing his advanced studies. When someone asked him what he had in Peking, he told them that the braised pork in Renyi Orthopedics Cafeteria was particularly delicious.

Old Sun had a lot of thoughts and worries in his heart.

Jiang Shoucheng had told Jiang Feng before that the basic salary of these doctors was very low during the development period, and he could also see that the old grandson was shy.

"However, we have new dishes to try in our store. The new dishes are all special dishes, and they taste very good," Jiang Feng said.

Special dishes are all special effects dishes that I can't sell.

"Special offer!" Old Sun's eyes lit up, "Then, will there be special offer next month?"

Jiang Feng, who was struggling to survive among the ruthless people who are masters of lies, rarely encountered such an honest person, and suddenly felt that it was unkind to fool him into ordering his own food.

"Next month, it should be the Eight Treasures Chestnut Pigeon." Jiang Feng didn't lie. The eight treasures Chestnut Pigeon has been tested so well, and it will definitely be on the menu next month.

"Eight Treasure Chestnut Pigeon?"

"Eight Treasure Chestnut Pigeon!" Dr. Lu suddenly cheered up, "You still have the Eight Treasure Chestnut Pigeon in your store."

No talent, it is the next.

"Yes, Sun Jikai, the grandson of Master Sun Guanyun, happens to work in our shop." Jiang Feng smiled slightly.