Life is a Game

In the afternoon, the sun is just right.

Although the tea house is hidden in the corner of the market, sunlight still falls through the glass windows, and it just falls on the face of Zhang Guanghang who is sleeping on the wicker chair. The collar and hair are shining brightly. His sleeping appearance only makes people feel that the years are quiet and good.

Yes, in this kind of scene that only appears in idol dramas and comics, Jiang Feng, Ji Yue and Wu Minqi, who are not favored by the sun, are sleeping next to Zhang Guanghang. Background plate in the dark.

If it was in a coffee shop, in this situation, there must be countless petty bourgeoisie or pretending to be bourgeoisie, girls with make-up or makeup but the makeup is almost off, took out their mobile phones to take ten consecutive shots of Zhuan Zhang Guanghang. Pick the one with the best angle, put it together with the photos I have refined countless times, and post a circle of friends with the caption: I met a handsome mixed-race guy in a cafe today. Quiet, I really hope that time can stop at this moment of text content like this.

It's a pity that this is a teahouse, not a coffee shop, and the people around are not young girls but old men. Zhang Guanghang is leaning on wicker chairs instead of sofas, and the onlookers are none other than the waiter who comes up with four cups of lemon tea.

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The waiter looked at the sleeping group of four in front of him, and slowly made a question mark in his heart.

The waiter gently brought the lemon tea to the four people who were already asleep, and then left quietly.

The four of them didn't wake up until Zhang Guanghang's alarm clock rang. Everyone was a little dazed when they woke up. Looking at the cold lemon tea in front of them, Jiang Feng suddenly realized Zhang Guanghang's good intentions.

Refreshing!

Jiang Feng picked up the lemon tea in front of him and took a swig.

Almost spit out on the spot.

As expected, it is lemon tea, but it is sour.

"Let's go." Jiang Feng silently put down the lemon tea, and Zhang Guanghang had already gone to the first floor to check out. Among the four of them, only Zhang Guanghang brought a mobile phone, and the burden of paying the bill naturally fell on him.

"Let's go." Ji Yue stood up, glanced reluctantly at the wicker chair behind her, and sighed: "The wicker chair in this teahouse is really comfortable to sleep in. I'll buy a similar model on Taobao when I get paid."

Tea house owners will never know what customers are really looking for when they come to their shop.

After the group returned to Taifeng Building, they went straight to the locker room to change clothes. Jiang Feng's first reaction when he opened the cabinet was to pick up his phone to see if any major events had happened in the world during the time he was not looking at the phone. After all, the last time he slept When I wake up and look at my phone, a certain country is leaving the EU.

Jiang Feng didn't know if there was any major event in the world, but Jiang Feng could tell if something major happened to his wechat. As a friend, there are only a few people, and there are only a handful of people who can chat on wechat, and all group chats are blocked. Jiang Feng's wechat is so lively for the first time.

Wang Hao's news has long been submerged in the fun of other people.

Taking a quick look at WeChat with his phone, Jiang Feng put the phone back in the cabinet, changed into his work clothes, and went to work in the back kitchen. Although Jiang Feng always felt that he seemed to have forgotten something, when he saw the row of squabs waiting to be killed in the back kitchen, he temporarily put these things that had nothing to do with the Eight Treasure Chestnut Pigeons behind him.

Even if the sky falls, he will have to wait until he finishes disposing of these Eight Treasure Chestnut Pigeons.

Looking at the row of pigeons in front of him, Jiang Feng felt that he had to train the chef Chedun in the shop, otherwise he might be submerged in the infinite bone-breaking of whole pigeons in the future.

The only way to survive is to train Chedun chefs well and hand over the work of deboning whole pigeons to Chedun chefs!

Jiang Feng set his sights on Jiang Weisheng and Zhang Weiyu.

There are several chefs in Taifeng Building, but they are the only ones with names. Jiang Weiming, as Jiang Weiming's apprentice, is promoted from time to time to play the role of stove chef, and Zhang Weiyu is very talented. Whenever he has time, he will teach him a thing or two, as if he was trained as a stove chef.

"Uncle Jiang." Jiang Feng decided to start with Jiang Weiwei, who is hardworking and studious, "Are you interested in learning how to remove the bones from a whole pigeon?"

"Bone off the whole pigeon?" Jiang Weiwei, who was diligently chopping vegetables, suddenly raised his head, with stars shining in his eyes, and I'm happy to write all three words on his face, "That little Feng, you are not bad at Uncle Jiang's level." I know, Uncle Jiang, I’m a slow learner, I’m afraid I can’t do the delicate work of deboning whole pigeons.”

"It's okay, just learn slowly. You have been a chef for so many years and you are very good at knife skills. Don't worry so much. As you can see, I am obviously overwhelmed. I said I want you to learn, but I actually want to invite you Help." Jiang Feng said.

"Of course it's okay to help. If you want me to say that the workload of your Eight Treasure Chestnut Pigeon is too great, this arrangement is unreasonable." Jiang Weiwei said, "But your aunt will take my son, daughter-in-law and grandson with me tomorrow. Come and see me, you Jiang Bo and I may not be able to learn during this National Day."

"It's okay, and I'm not in a hurry, thank you Uncle Jiang." Jiang Feng smiled.

It was actually Comrade Wang Xiulian's mistake to reserve so many copies of Babao Lixiangge in one day. Jiang Jiankang went to talk to Wang Xiulian about this problem after the noon business closed, but the amount for the National Day has already been reserved, so even if you want to adjust it, you have to wait until the National Day is over. After that, Jiang Feng should be tired as much as he should.

After finishing the first one, Jiang Feng set his sights on the second one.

Zhang Weiyu with glasses.

Zhang Weiyu had just heard the conversation between Jiang Feng and Jiang Weiwei, and saw that Jiang Feng knew what he wanted to say when he started looking at him, so he preemptively asked, "Add more money?"

Jiang Feng:? ? ?

You, a talented student of finance at Kyoto University who is proficient in blacksmithing, why is your mind full of money?

"Add more money." Jiang Feng said, of course you have to pay more for extra workload.

"I'll learn." Zhang Weiyu responded, "After the National Day."

During the National Day, everyone was exhausted to death, even if it was extra money, he didn't have the energy to learn additional things.

Zhou Shi, who has been paying close attention to Jiang Feng's movements: ...

Zhou Shi has worked as a chef for so many years, and has worked in many restaurants, large and small. He knows that Taifeng Restaurant has the most unique style of painting, but he did not expect that Taifeng Restaurant's painting style can be so unique. .

The little bosses can ask the chefs on the chopping board one by one if they want to learn how to remove the bones of whole pigeons.

Zhou Shi sighed.

It would be great if he could come across such a restaurant when he was just working as a chef, but unfortunately, although this restaurant is good, it can't give him what he wants.

Zhou Shi looked at Jiang Feng, Jiang Feng seemed to have noticed something, turned his head to look at him, their eyes met, and Zhou Shi gave him a smile.

A genuine smile from the heart.

Jiang Feng:? ? ?

Zhou Shi's sudden friendly smile doesn't fit his 19-point loyalty personality.

Jiang Feng returned to the cooking table, thinking about Zhou Shi's friendly smile just now, and wondered if Zhou Shi was influenced by their love and decided not to change jobs. Bonus stove cook?

Jiang Feng looked around and found that everyone was busy with their own affairs, even Zhou Shi was actively preparing dishes, so he silently clicked on the employee management system.

Sure enough, Zhou Shi's loyalty has changed, from 19 to 17.

Jiang Feng: ...

Is the game broken or Zhou Shi's brain is broken?