Life is a Game

Xu Cheng and Peng Changping walked to the entrance of the self-service barbecue restaurant. Because it was reserved for private use, there was a sign that it was temporarily closed, but because of the glass door, the two of them could clearly see the bustling inside of the barbecue restaurant.

The specific method of excitement is probably that everyone is staring in one direction longingly, with faces written all over: Ah, I also want to take a bite.

Peng Changping:?

Peng Changping was at a loss, but Xu Cheng probably understood what was going on—he knew many waiters in Taifeng Building, and many waiters in Taifeng Building also recognized him.

Several waiters at Taifeng Building who noticed that Xu Cheng and Peng Changping were standing outside the door ran to whisper to Fang Mei, who immediately ran to the door to open it.

"Mr. Xu, what a coincidence. I didn't expect to meet you here. Are you here to find someone?" Fang Mei smiled enthusiastically, and turned to make way for Xu Cheng and Peng Changping. Come in and sit down."

"I was eating at the opposite side, so I came to take a look when I smelled it." Xu Chengdao, walked in with Peng Changping, looked around and found it strange that he didn't see Jiang's family, "Aren't Jiang Feng and the two old masters here?"

"The two head chefs are also eating next door. Didn't you see them just now?" Fang Mei said, "Jiang Feng and the others are in the kitchen now. I'll call him for you."

After saying that, Fang Mei walked towards the kitchen.

Everyone in the kitchen is still reminiscing about the delicious bowl of Buddha jumping over the wall just now.

The lingering fragrance of the mouth makes people reluctant to open their mouths, for fear that the taste in their mouths will escape as soon as they exhale. It seems that as long as you stand still, time will not flow away, and the fragrance of Buddha jumping over the wall remaining in your mouth will not dissipate.

Jiang Feng wanted to lick the bowl, and so did Jiang Jiankang. May I ask which child in the Jiang family didn't fill two mouthfuls of the bowl when he was a child for the New Year's Eve dinner?

Too bad they can't.

After all, there are outsiders here.

Especially for a handsome guy with a mixed race surnamed Zhang, he couldn't lose his face and demeanor in front of the handsome guy.

Jiang Feng and Jiang Jiankang father and son held the bowl together, stared at the bowl, and sighed.

Then Fang Mei came in.

Fang Mei:?

"Jiang Feng, Mr. Xu Cheng is here. He seems to be looking for you. He's outside." Fang Mei said.

Hearing that Xu Cheng was coming, Jiang Feng's first reaction was that he came so fast and where did he get the news. After all, the last time Xu Cheng came to visit so suddenly was for the Eight Treasure Chestnut Pigeon.

Thinking of this, Jiang Feng breathed a sigh of relief when he looked at the empty bowl in his hand. Fortunately, they ate fast enough, and Xu Cheng was still a step late after all.

Jiang Feng put down the bowl and walked out with Fang Mei, and saw Xu Cheng who was sitting at the table drinking tea and Peng Changping who was looking at the grill with interest.

"Mr. Xu." Jiang Feng stepped forward to greet him.

"I'm eating next door, and I'll come and have a look when I smell it." Xu Cheng smiled, and cut to the chase: "I wonder if this Buddha jumping over the wall was done by your grandfather or your third grandfather?"

"My grandpa made it."

"It does have the smell of Buddha jumping over the wall in Jubaolou a few years ago, but your grandfather and Master Sun have a good relationship. They should have communicated before and it smells like it is normal." Xu Chengdao, now the fragrance is much weaker than before, He didn't dare to talk too much.

Jiang Feng was taken aback, he didn't expect that Xu Cheng didn't know that the old man learned Buddha Jump over the Wall from Sun Zheran. But after thinking about it, he thought it was normal. After all, Xu Cheng didn't know that there was a old man a year ago.

"My grandfather learned Buddha Jumping from the Wall from Master Sun Zheran," Jiang Feng said.

This time it was Xu Cheng and Peng Changping's turn to be stunned. Peng Changping was stunned for a long time, as if he had fallen into a very long memory. After a while, he came back to his senses and said slowly: "Sun Zheran...hasn't heard anyone mention it for many years. He, I almost forgot there was such a person."

Sun Zheran has passed away for more than half a century, and now when it comes to Cantonese cuisine masters, everyone says Sun Maocai, and those who can think of Sun Zheran are basically old men and women.

Jiang Feng didn't know Peng Changping, so he felt that the old man in front of him looked a little too old. Age is such a thing, no matter how much you take care of it, the skin, wrinkles, bones and demeanor cannot be concealed.

Seeing Jiang Feng looking at Peng Changping, Xu Chengcai realized that he was in a hurry to ask about Buddha jumping over the wall and forgot to introduce Peng Changping to Jiang Feng, so he hurriedly said, "This is Peng Changping, Master Peng. It was recorded for the ranking competition. By the way, I don’t know if there will be time tomorrow, but choosing a date is worse than hitting the sun, how about setting the time for tomorrow?”

Jiang Feng showed embarrassment: "My grandfather should be fine, but my third grandfather may... be reluctant now."

With so many people around now, Jiang Feng really didn't want to tell Xu Cheng that Jiang Weiming had completely lost his sense of taste in this situation.

Xu Cheng immediately misunderstood: "It must be that Master Jiang's body has not fully recovered. It doesn't matter. This time, Master Peng will stay in Beiping for a long time. We will set a date when Master Jiang recovers. Anyway, it is only now." In April, there is still a long time before the end of the selection."

"Are you... having a dinner party?" Peng Changping, who had been staring at the grill in silence, suddenly spoke.

"Well, today is the team building day, and it's inconvenient for us to book restaurants together, so we booked this self-service barbecue restaurant for BBQ." Jiang Feng said.

He had met Peng Changping, but he had met Peng Changping when he was young. Although Peng Changping was young at that time, he looked very mature and stable, and he was a reliable and honest person at first glance. Compared with Cao Guixiang and Qin Guisheng in memory, they are not so eye-catching, they always cook silently in the corner like a background board, without saying a word.

The appearance and temperament of Peng Changping now are completely different from those of his youth. If Xu Cheng hadn't said that Jiang Feng would not have recognized him.

Maybe it's the reason why Peng Changping beats chefs from all over the world for the first time in the list of famous chefs. Now Peng Changping has an aura of a big boss who is not afraid of self-indignation. When he sits there, he feels like an extraterrestrial master.

After being explained by someone next to him, it makes people feel that this is an extraterrestrial expert.

It's just that the experts in the world are a little deaf because they are old. Peng Changping just heard Jiang Feng and Xu Cheng say so much, but he didn't hear a lot of things clearly. Grandpa or something.

A smile appeared on Peng Changping's face: "My great-grandson also likes to go out with friends to get this thing. He often pesters me and asks his grandfather and I to take him outside for picnics and BBQ."

"I haven't heard much about the group building you are doing now, but if I had this thing when I was young, my juniors and younger sisters would love it very much. The two of them are born with restless minds, and it would be all right to give out a cold tea to the street." To scramble to go."

"By the way, Master Peng, I forgot to ask you, how is Master Qin doing now?" Xu Cheng asked.

"Him? Not bad, worse than me. When the season changes, he will suffer from physical problems. Originally, he also wanted to come back with me, but his body is estimated to be half-dead after getting off the plane, so I didn't let him. Come back." Peng Changping said, "It's my junior sister who obviously sent a letter to leave her contact information before going abroad, and also communicated with her once or twice later. But suddenly there was no contact again, and I don't know where she is now. How is it going, I don’t know if it’s still there.”

"Do you know the approximate address of your junior sister? You tell me the specific information. It is not as convenient to find someone now as it was back then. I will ask my assistant to help you find out." Xu Cheng said.

Now that Cao Guixiang was mentioned, Jiang Feng felt that it was his turn to speak: "Master Peng, is your junior sister Cao Guixiang?"

Peng Changping looked at Jiang Feng: "You know him?"

"His grandson and I are classmates. Last year when the family went to Beijing to play, they went to Yongheju for dinner. His grandfather mentioned this to me. I think it might be because of what you said just now." Jiang Feng said.

Peng Changping didn't expect such a coincidence to happen in the world, he seemed very happy and a little excited: "Then she..."

"She has been dead for many years."

Peng Changping sighed, apparently also guessed the ending.

While they were talking, people from the kitchen came out one after another. Seeing that Jiang Feng was talking to Xu Cheng and an old man he didn't know, Wang Xiulian didn't bother them, but urged Jiang Jiankang to go to the barbecue quickly.

Although Buddha Tiaoqiang is delicious, the small bowl is really not very filling, not only not very filling, but also hooked out all their greedy worms.

Wang Xiulian thinks she can eat 100 skewers today!

Big skewers!

Jiang Jiankang, who wanted to eat 150 skewers, had already begun to grill lamb skewers actively.

After being skewered by Wang Xiulian and brushed with two sauces, the mutton skewers rolled over the charcoal fire, sizzling and oily. The aroma of the mutton was completely covered by nature and chili powder. Meaty and cumin.

"Snapped."

A drop of oil fell on the charcoal fire, making a small but crisp sound.

Zhang Guanghang next to him was not far behind in his work as a kebab chef. He was only missing a beard and he was an authentic and handsome kebab chef.

Gradually, the lingering aroma of Buddha Tiaoqiang was overwhelmed by the aroma of grilled meat.

Pork, beef, mutton, leeks, beans, potatoes, peppers, cumin, and a variety of spices, and even the aroma of sauces began to fill the whole self-service rotisserie, so that this self-service rotisserie finally smells of self-help It means a barbecue shop.

Jiang Feng was talking to Peng Changping about what he knew and saw, what Zhang Chu told him about Cao Guixiang, and he swallowed involuntarily, although he was not thirsty but wanted to eat meat.

Who grilled the mutton skewers, it was so fragrant and tempting.

Oh, who sprinkled cumin, it is so delicious.

Damn it, it's steamed buns, which heretic doesn't roast meat to bake steamed buns.

"There is a frequent customer in our store who is a painter. He is a patient with savant syndrome and has a very good memory. He recognized Grandpa Zhang at a glance when he was eating in the store before, because he was brought home by Grandpa Zhang to eat when he was a child. A meal of mutton skewers made by Grandma Cao. Ah, no, it's not mutton skewers, it's grilled steamed buns, no, it's..." Jiang Feng's mind was full of lamb skewers and grilled steamed buns, but he couldn't help but say lamb skewers and grilled steamed buns .

For a while, the atmosphere was very awkward, even filled with the smell of mutton skewers and grilled steamed buns.

Jiang Feng couldn't continue, and looked at Peng Changping with embarrassment.

Peng Changping chuckled softly: "I was negligent, you must have not eaten yet, let you tell me these things while hungry."

After speaking, Peng Changping turned his head to look at Xu Cheng who was holding back his laughter: "Are you full just now?"

"Ah?" Xu Cheng was stunned for a moment, even if he was not full, he didn't feel like eating anything else after seeing the smell of Buddha jumping over the wall, "It's about the same."

"Then you should eat less. I see there are two grills over there that are not grilled. Can you use them?" Peng Changping pointed to the two grills in the corner that were ignored by everyone.

"Yes, of course."

"If you don't mind, let me grill a few skewers for you. The skewers I baked are very popular with my great-grandson." Peng Changping laughed.

Jiang Feng:! ! !

Jiang Feng looked at Wang Xiulian who was eating meat, Ji Yue, Ji Xia, and Jiang Jiankang who were eating meat while roasting, and felt that they had lost 100 million.

And he made one billion!

"Mom, do you still have skewers? Give me the skewers! Where's the sauce? Where's the sauce? Is there any more carbon? Where's the carbon?"

"Dad, stop roasting, don't roast such good lamb, just bake steamed buns!"

"What about the beef, who took all the beef?"

Xu Cheng: ...

I'm hungry.