Life is a Game

Early the next morning, Jiang Jianguo drove his Wuling Hongguang and dragged a cart full of wooden molds to the Healthy Stir-fry Restaurant. Not only the molds, but also several large bags of red beans, mung beans, peas and several cauldrons that had been soaked overnight , a lot of guys, all dragged into the back kitchen.

Ever since my aunt was found out of the three highs, she no longer ate these high-sugar snacks, and Jiang Jianguo's bunch of guys were useless.

The kitchen was divided into two, one half was for Comrade Jiang Jianguo to make pastries, and the other half was for Comrade Jiang Jiankang to operate normally. There were not many customers coming to the store on weekends, and there were only a few takeaways. Ji Yue was completely busy by herself, so Jiang Feng sent a message to ask Qiu Chen and others not to come to the store to help today.

Comrade Wang Xiulian made an appointment with her aunt to go to a beauty parlor for a facial treatment, and they left early in the morning.

"Xiaofeng, I don't know what cakes you want, so I soaked some beans first." Jiang Jianguo poured several large bags of beans into the basin with a splash, and the three large basins were filled to the brim.

"Let's deal with these beans first. I still have dozens of catties of noodles. I'll make some Cantonese-style noodles later," Jiang Feng said.

Everything is ready, so of course we are going to make pea yellow, mung bean cake and red bean cake.

Jiang Feng put the peas in the pot to cook, Jiang Jianguo put the red beans in the pressure cooker, and then the two of them sat together next to the pot full of mung beans and began to peel the mung beans.

Peeling mung beans is hard work, but if you want to make fresh mung bean cakes and don’t want to buy mung bean flour on the market, you can only do this.

Jiang Feng can only look at this kind of layman's work. After the beans are boiled and pressed into mud, he will basically have nothing to do. .

After rubbing the skins of the mung beans for a full two hours, Jiang Feng had to rub off the skins in his own hands before finally finishing the big pot of mung beans. Putting the mung beans in the pressure cooker as well, Jiang Feng had finished his work.

Zhang Jianguo was cooking pea puree. Seeing that Jiang Feng was done, he pointed to several large dark bags on the ground and said, "Xiao Feng, let's see what kind of mold you want."

When I opened the bag, it was full of wooden moulds.

Needless to say, many of them must have been looted from the old man.

Animal shapes, flower shapes, all kinds of flowers, long and wide, square, round, heart-shaped, lettering, everything.

Those who didn't know thought it was a mold factory.

Jiang Feng picked a few that looked good, and felt that he was sure of winning.

With these molds alone, it will be difficult for the chess club to recruit people this year.

In order to thank his uncle for his great help, Jiang Feng asked Liu Zixuan to help him buy several popular health-preserving scented teas on the market yesterday. My aunt has been obsessed with health care recently, and she has posted several Moments complaining that she can’t buy the hot-selling health-preserving scented tea. Liu Zixuan’s family has a wide network of business contacts. When my aunt gets the health-preserving scented tea, she will be delighted. I will give it to my uncle this month. His pocket money might be doubled.

From top to bottom in the Jiang family, the wife has always been in charge of the money. If Mr. Jiang wanted to improve the food for his dear pig, he had to ask the old lady's permission.

Ji Yue had finished delivering the takeaway, and was sitting in the store playing with her mobile phone boredly. Seeing Jiang Feng coming out of the kitchen, she raised her eyes and asked, "Finished?"

"It's early." Jiang Feng found a chair and sat down.

"Jiahui finished the flyer, take a look, it's okay, she's going to the printing shop to print it now." Ji Yue handed Jiang Feng the phone.

The design of the flyer is very simple, without any fancy things, at first glance it looks like a product of cutting corners, if it wasn't for the words "Chess Club is recruiting!" .

There is even a QR code of the official account in the lower right corner.

Jiang Feng expressed his satisfaction.

"That's it, let's print it. Sister, do you remember how much money our club had left last year?" Jiang Feng said.

"Fifty."

"...Let's print 300 copies first. I'll hold the money first. I'll make up for it when the funds are approved." Jiang Feng took out his mobile phone and prepared to transfer money to He Jiahui. "How is the venue?"

"After all, you are the president and you still say I am the president? How do I remember that I seem to have graduated." Ji Yue couldn't help complaining, "You still have to rely on your former president to sacrifice your appearance to contact the venue. The society is abolished, and I will peel off your skin."

Theoretically, the sheds for clubs to recruit new students are fixed, but this is only in theory. If anyone gets to the corner and tries to expand the student union, he will not be able to manage it. The premise is to get the corner.

In the past few years, the largest site of the venue has been taken up by the cooking club. The name is that they need a venue to display props. The beautiful young lady who can speak well, tricked the ignorant schoolgirls to join in one after another.

"It's a lot of work for those who are capable. Fortunately, Senior Ji Yue." Jiang Feng said with a smile, "I'll bring you a bowl of sour plum soup that's chilled in the freezer?"

Ji Yue solemnly stretched out two fingers and said solemnly: "Two bowls!"

In the middle of the afternoon, Jiang Feng and the others had to take their things to set up a new venue.

Theoretically, recruiting starts at 7 o'clock the next morning. Some clubs with a large size A do not limit the number of people. What kind of badminton clubs, basketball clubs, etc. have a total of one or two hundred people, and the threshold for elite clubs is It's relatively high, after all, there are credits to get, and maybe you can get some good awards. It is very rare to have a club like the Chess Club that has water, no people, no credits to take, and not even much club funding.

Insufficient manpower means a lot of work.

When Jiang Feng and the others went to the venue with tables, chairs, props, decorations, banners and shades, the other clubs were basically set up.

"Everything is ready?" Jiang Feng asked.

"It's ready, I ordered it, let's start." Qiu Chen said, and started to build the awning.

Others also jumped into action.

"Jiang Feng?" Jiang Feng was spreading the tablecloth. When he looked up, he saw Wang Hui, the president of the Home Economics Society, standing in front of him holding a handful of decorative fake flowers.

"I went to the student union to ask for a space, and they told me that this land has been given to someone else. What does your chess club do with such a large land?" Wang Hui looked at the layout they arranged, "Do you want to set up a row of chessboards?"

"We want to show the benefits of the club," Jiang Feng said.

"Forget it, what kind of community benefits can you have with a total of four hundred yuan last year? What's the use of this place being so big? You might as well ask for a seat in the front. I heard that if you don't recruit enough people this year The club is abolished." Wang Hui said, "Change the venue."

There was really no grievance between the chess club and the home economics club before, only the personal grievances that the former president of the home economics club refused Jiang Feng to join the club on the grounds that he was a boy. After all, the Home Economics Society is a big society with 200 people, and the Chess Club has no chance to have grievances with it.

"No change." Jiang Feng directly refused, "The venue in front is so tight that there is not enough space."

"What are you going to show?" Wang Hui asked curiously.

"secret!"

"Tsk." Wang Hui went back with the fake flower in her arms.

"Why did Wang Hui come here?" Qiu Chen asked.

"Their site seems to be adjacent to ours." In fact, the land of the Home Economics Society is not small. What Wang Hui said just now is correct, this land is indeed remote.

"Neighboring?" Qiu Chen was shocked, "What if the new students treat us as a home economics club tomorrow?"

Jiang Feng: ...

"I filled out the application form from our agency, isn't it good to cheat?"