Life is a Game

After recording the preparations, the program team sent Jiang Feng and the others back to Taifeng Building. Although it was a bit inappropriate for the program team to block up people so early in the morning, the starting point was good and it would not affect everyone's normal work.

It was only 8:10 when the four of them arrived at Taifeng Building, and they didn't even arrive at work time.

"Fengfeng, did you notice that the two girls seemed to be taking a photo with the signboard at the door just now?" Wu Minqi couldn't hold back after changing her clothes and returning to the kitchen.

"Take a photo with the signboard?" Jiang Feng didn't notice at all, "Maybe it's just a selfie. Our store has been open for more than a year. It's impossible for someone to think it's a photo taken with a scenic spot."

Wu Minqi was a little uncertain, it was the first time she saw someone taking a photo with the signboard of Taifeng Building: "Maybe I made a mistake, Fengfeng, how many pure meat wontons are you going to make today?"

"500 copies!"

Since the price of pure meat wontons is really too cheap, one yuan a piece, the program team worried that Taifeng Building would use such a cheap price to boost sales. During the price tug-of-war between Comrade Wang Xiulian and the program team last night, after heated discussions, the non-limited price of pure meat wontons was set at a super high price of five yuan a piece. After eating, I feel that the merchant's heart is simply black through the price.

In order to prevent Taifeng Building from cheating, the main reason is that one wonton is sold too much. If Liu Qian comes to eat, she can make a thousand copies a day alone. The unlimited pure meat wontons are actually the same. Limited quantity, each person is limited to six pieces per meal.

Jiang Feng thought it didn't matter, and each person was limited to six per meal. He had confidence in the students of the Academy of Fine Arts.

I also have confidence in the wallets of the students of the Academy of Fine Arts.

In addition to preparing a large number of pure meat wontons, Jiang Feng also asked Zhang Weiyu to cut more yams this morning. Pure meat wontons are popular because they are unpalatable, and the candied yam is popular because it is delicious. Once the candied yam is unlimited, Jiang Feng believes that its sales will also explode.

However, it may not be so explosive. The price of unlimited silk yam is 118 copies. There should not be many people ordering such expensive silk yam.

The price has become more expensive but the taste has gone down. Jiang Feng felt more and more like a black-hearted capitalist.

It feels so good to be a capitalist!

Jiang Feng was busy in the back kitchen all morning, and he didn't notice that the number of videographers stationed in the back kitchen changed from two to one this morning.

Because of the explosive word-of-mouth on the Internet, the program team realized that when the plot of the story is not very good, and there are no explosive points, tears and laughter, the food itself can make up for it.

These dishes in the back kitchen have basically been photographed by the camera teachers of major restaurants last week, and it will appear a little clichéd if they are filmed and broadcast again. This week the program group decided to do the opposite, mainly filming the reactions and comments of the guests, focusing on the expressions and reactions of the guests while eating.

Last week, the program team basically didn't film the performance of the guests, mainly because they were afraid of exposing the fact that the restaurant was recording a variety show, which would lead to the restaurant's false prosperity and competition results mixed with water. Now that the first episode of the variety show has been aired, we are not afraid of what will be exposed or not. The program team believes that with the lessons learned from the Eight Immortals Pavilion, other restaurants will definitely think twice before doing something wrong.

As for the issue of portrait rights, the photographers of the program group will communicate with the guests on their own, and will not shoot if the guests do not agree.

Of course, this communication is communication with translation.

Unnecessary production costs have increased again.

That's why the show is always short of money.

This time, all the photographers were tasked with capturing the reactions and expressions of the guests, and it was best to capture the explosive expressions.

The photographers in the other groups felt that it was a big headache, and they yelled in their hearts how many times they are stupid directors, stupid bosses, and stupid leaders. How can the guests react explosively, crying and laughing?

Is it true that someone will suddenly collapse and cry while eating, or jump up and shout: "It's so delicious, I love the chef!"

The cameraman in charge of Taifeng Building will tell them that the latter may not be there, but the former does.

God knows how much they wanted to run out with cameras on their shoulders last week.

Now, their opportunity for promotion and salary increase has come.

The three photographers outside the kitchen looked at each other tacitly, knowing exactly what they were supposed to shoot at noon today.

ravioli!

At 11:20 noon, the Taifeng Building was full of guests as usual, and the lobby was filled with all kinds of people who were obviously engaged in art and students from the Academy of Fine Arts. If there is something different, there are three more cameramen in the lobby, the very obvious photographer Fu.

Although the online variety show has a good reputation, there are few people who watch it. As of 8:00 this morning, there are only four million views, and few of you who came to eat have watched the variety show. Seeing that there were three more professional photographers in the lobby who were not Chinese, many guests couldn't hold back their curiosity and began to ask the waiter what was going on.

Then the waiter told them that Taifeng Building is recording a variety show, and these are cameramen who shoot the external environment.

The guests immediately became interested: "Recording a variety show? Are there any celebrities? Who is coming and where are they?"

The waiter could only answer with a smile: "It's not obvious, it's a few chefs in our store recording variety shows."

The guest looked disappointed: "I thought that a celebrity could ask for an autograph or something. What you just mentioned should be a documentary. Documentaries are what variety shows are documentaries talking about."

waiter:……

There are not a few guests who showed this reaction. Some people said that they didn't mind being photographed, and even asked to be photographed, and some people did not mind being photographed. The waiter informed the camera brother of the guests who minded being photographed, and asked them to be careful to avoid others when filming.

At a table by the window in Area A, two female guests on the table were looking excitedly at the videographer wandering around the edge of the lobby.

"Yufang, there are really photographers. You guessed right, they are still recording this variety show."

"This is the family I told you all the time. If you pass by every day, you still don't believe it. Chen Qi, you really need to change your glasses."

If Wu Minqi was in the lobby now, she would definitely recognize these two female guests as the two who took selfies at the signboard of Taifeng Building this morning.

"I really didn't expect that the store the two of us pass by every morning is actually recording a variety show." Chen Qi sighed, "The grades are still so poor."

"But why did we come here to eat at noon today? It's a rare time off. I wanted to sleep in. I was pulled up by you early in the morning. I checked it on the Internet. The food in this restaurant is very expensive. If it is really If we want to have a good meal, we will have to spend half a month's wages." The girl called Yufang still feels a little bit distressed about money, "Let's just order something cheap."

"You can order whatever you want. I mainly want to eat Dinghu Shangsu. When I was watching a variety show last night, I really wanted to eat this dish. I just wanted to go crazy. Let me tell you, I went to Hong Kong City with the manager. When we were on a business trip, a client over there invited us to dinner at a very high-end restaurant. I don’t remember the name, but it serves Cantonese cuisine, and Dinghu Shangsu is among them. Wow, the taste is really amazing. "

"It's nice to have money!"

Yufang laughed: "How can a vegetarian dish be delicious? Aren't Babaozhai and Yongheju also in Beiping? I think the oil fried double crisps made by Master Tong in Babaozhai are very delicious at first glance. Let's go to Babaozhai to eat this Saturday."

"Okay." Chen Qi agreed, "I also want to eat the cakes made by that master Zheng, wow, his hands are so beautiful."

"I think the handsome blond guy in the back kitchen of Taifeng Building is the best looking one. Unfortunately, the back kitchen is not open. Why don't you think they do open ones?"

Chen Qi and Yufang were discussing the variety show they watched last night while ordering food, and they quickly chose the dishes they wanted to order.

Dinghu Shangsu, scallion fried lamb, mapo tofu and pure meat wonton.

As soon as 11:30 arrived, the food grabbing competition in Taifeng Building officially started.

Today's contestants are as good as ever. In almost a second, the limited number of shredded yams and pure meat wontons were all sold out. Chen Qi and Yufang were given a vivid lesson on how hand speed determines fate. .

"There are no more wontons." When Chen Qi placed the order, she belatedly realized that the pure meat wontons had already been sold out.

"So fast." Yufang was startled, "Then these wontons should be delicious, no wonder the limited editions cost five yuan a piece, why don't we order two to try."

The two wontons that Chen Qi ordered again went on a road of no return.

Different from the two newcomers with slow hands, the table next to Chen Qi and the others were students from the Academy of Fine Arts, and they were also the first batch of people who ate pure meat wontons. After fighting for such a long time, he has already developed extraordinary hand speed and successfully grabbed a limited number of wontons with buffs.

Their professional wonton grabbers are the first batch to only order wontons, and then order other dishes after grabbing them.

"I finally got it. Let's have something good today. Let me see if Master Jiang's dishes are still available... Hey, why are there still wontons?" The brother in charge of ordering was surprised to find that there were still wontons on the menu.

"Anything else? Is it different? You read it wrong." The person at the same table moved over.

"That's right. You see, the pictures of pure meat wontons are the same, and they are also made by Jiang Feng. Each person is limited to six wontons per meal, which is just five yuan more expensive."

The person next door quickly patted him: "Hurry up, isn't it five yuan a piece? There are four of us, four or six... twenty-four! Twenty-four is full."

The little brother quickly placed an order.

The other tables also had the same reaction. The more wontons they got, the better. Those who didn't get them thought it was a surprise.

For a while, orders for wontons floated into the back kitchen like snowflakes. If Jiang Feng hadn't prepared enough, 500 wontons would not be enough.

When Jiang Feng ordered the wontons, he thought about it in his mind, and felt that he had to make some in the afternoon, and there were still a group of guests in the evening.

The ravioli with buff and the ravioli without buff were cooked in two batches, mainly because Jiang Feng was afraid of confusion. Although the ingredients and method are the same, they are all very bad, it is unpalatable at first glance, it is very perfunctory, it is very shameful, and it is worthy of being complained about as a bad review, but the difference between with buff and without buff is still huge.

Unpalatables can also be divided into unpalatable with soul and unpalatable without soul.

When the first batch of wontons was brought out, the cameraman in the lobby was ready.

They picked up the camera and pointed it steadily at the diner who agreed to shoot after questioning, and agreed to take a close-up of the face.

In fact, photographers don't know the difference between limited and unlimited, they just think that limited is more worthy of being photographed.

It turns out that their hunch was correct.

The diner who grabbed the wonton excitedly picked up the small bowl, and opened his mouth intoxicated under the camera.

The spoon moved.

Wontons are delivered to the mouth.

Wrap it in one bite.

Almost at the same time, the expression changed from intoxicated to sad, and then to pain, but this pain was actually mixed with a bit of distorted happiness and excitement.

If the photographer hadn't seen them with his own eyes, he really wouldn't believe that there are such complicated and puzzling expressions in this world.

Bean-sized tears popped out of the eye sockets, and soon flowed into a line, swishing across the cheeks, flowing continuously.

The videographer's hands trembled with excitement. He knew that his chance for promotion and salary increase had come.

If this part doesn't work, he will smash the director's dog's head when he goes back, and use the camera to hammer it!

"I found the feeling, I can't find the feeling, yes, it's finally right!" A person at the same table suddenly exclaimed excitedly, and stood up from the chair in a moment of excitement. broken.

The surrounding guests were not surprised by this behavior that seemed to be neurotic. They should eat and drink, and some even looked at him with envy.

While tears were streaming down his face, he was jumping for joy at the same time, his expression was distorted, and his limbs were excited.

If this is a movie, it would be the biggest shady scene in the history of the program if it didn't win an Oscar for its acting skills alone.

His words made the people around him even more sad. While weeping bitterly, they asked themselves sadly: "Why haven't I found the feeling yet? Is my painting really not good?"

"Am I really that bad? Am I really not afraid of being inspired?"

After speaking, he was so sad that he lay down on the table and cried bitterly. After crying for more than two minutes, he suddenly raised his head. The crying had stopped, but there were still tears on his face.

The videographer quickly turned the camera to him and took a close-up of his facial expressions. Sure enough, this little brother did not disappoint the videographer.

He picked up the bowl and drank the wonton soup in the small bowl in one gulp. After drinking, tears flowed down the previous tear trail again. But he felt that it was not enough, feeling that he hadn't come yet, so he snatched the wonton soup from the person next to him and drank it all.

Chen Qi and Yufang at the next table were dumbfounded.

They felt that it might have been a mistake for them to enter this restaurant today.

It's terrible. What's terrible is not that the person next to him has suddenly become like this, but that no one is surprised that they have become like this except them.

Chen Qi shivered, swallowed in fear, and even her voice trembled a little: "Yufang, do you think they are abnormal, or, just now, that bowl of wontons is abnormal."

Chen Qi stuttered a little.

Yufang also shivered.

"I don't think it's normal, and that photographer is the most abnormal."