Life is a Game

Jiang Feng was already very proficient at thickening the Eight Treasure Chestnut Pigeon. Even if Qiu Fu was standing beside him, he didn't slow down. In just a few minutes, two servings of the Eight Treasure Chestnut Pigeon were thickened.

It was the first time for Qiu Fu to see the complete thickening steps of Babao Chestnut Pigeon, and his heart was full of shock. Although he didn't understand many things, such as how Jiang Feng controlled the timing and temperature, Sun Jikai had already told it in advance that this thing depends on the feel, understands but can't say it, belongs to the hexagram of metaphysics, and has to rely on himself Enlightenment, you can only ask and continue to learn after you have realized something, and it is useless to ask more if you don’t realize it.

Jiang Feng went back and continued to look at his pot of clear soup, while Qiu Fu went to the side to realize it by himself.

It will take several hours for the clear soup to come out of the pot. During this time, it is best to have someone watching from the side. You don't need to concentrate on it. You can thicken the eight-treasure chestnut pigeon or stir-fry two dishes in the middle of it like Jiang Feng did just now, but you can't leave for too long. Someone has to be by the side like watching Buddha jump over the wall to avoid any accidents in the middle.

Jiang Feng was staring at the clear soup in the pot wholeheartedly, when the game notification sound suddenly sounded in his mind.

Very dense, very frequent.

"Ding, get 999 experience points."

"Ding, get 999 experience points."

"Ding, get 999 points..."

A series of prompts sounded in his mind one after another, and Jiang Feng felt that the next sentence began before the last sentence was finished. Leaving aside the fact that he seldom receives such high-experienced game prompts, the last time he talked about prompts so frequently was when he was cooking for the emergency doctor of Renyi last year.

As long as it is necessary, there were nearly ten doctors eating in the emergency department at that time!

Jiang Feng thought for a while, he seemed to have made two servings of Eight Treasure Chestnut Pigeon just now.

The ground delicacies can basically be ruled out. Although Jiang Feng claims to be good at cooking, he didn't pay much attention when he made the ground delicacies just now. After all, it was only 36 yuan a piece of ground delicacies. After eating such a frequent 999 experience The probability is basically zero.

The only answer left is the Eight Treasure Chestnut Pigeon.

Just when Jiang Feng wondered which guest was so cooperative, eating the Eight Treasure Chestnut Pigeon with such a high experience and eating it so quickly, a distinctive game notification sound came to Jiang Feng's mind.

"Ding, complete the side mission [Replace] and get the mission reward: [A memory of Ouyang Yang]."

Jiang Feng suddenly realized, Ouyang Yang, no wonder.

He remembered that the last time Ouyang Yang directly ate the eight-treasure chestnut pigeon to upgrade the game. It is normal to have such a high experience.

On the other side, in the private room on the second floor, Ouyang Yang had already eaten so much that tears flowed down his face. He wiped away his tears while eating, and kept moving his hands and mouth. Those who didn’t know thought he was eating pure meat wontons or Li Hongzhang. Chowder, anyway, Zhou Ju looked stupid.

"Ouyang, are you okay? Is there something wrong with your business? If you have difficulties, you can find a way. Don't cry. Why are you crying at such an old age." Zhou Jue said with concern.

"Fart, you have a problem with your business and my family's business is doing well." Ouyang Yang still had time to cry and scold Zhou Jun with a smile, which showed that he was mentally normal and there was no problem with his business. "It's the Eight Treasure Chestnut Pigeon."

Zhou Ju:?

"What's wrong with the Eight Treasure Chestnut Pigeon?" Zhou Ju took another big mouthful of the Eight Treasure Chestnut Pigeon, "It's delicious, it seems to be better than before, but the taste hasn't changed, what's wrong?"

"The Eight Treasure Chestnut Pigeon tastes exactly the same as the one made by Master Sun, exactly the same!" Ouyang Yang said excitedly.

"It's the same. Didn't you say before that the eight-treasure chestnut pigeon made by Taifenglou tastes the same as the original Jubaolou and you come here to eat it." Zhou Yu still didn't understand.

"You... Hey, I told you that you don't understand, it's exactly the same!" Ouyang Yang took out his mobile phone, clicked on the half-eaten Babao Chestnut Pigeon, it was a photo without filter, then put down the mobile phone and continued eat.

Zhou Ju:?

Zhou Jue didn't understand what kind of disease his friend was committing. He shook his head and continued to eat, not forgetting to shout: "Waiter, please rush to serve other dishes too!"

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Jiang Feng was still staring at the clear soup in the pot.

Although everyone felt that it was unnecessary, and he also felt that it was unnecessary, but he just wanted to stare at it.

How to put it, I feel disrespectful to this pot of clear soup if I don't stare at it.

With the constant sound of game notifications, Jiang Feng stared at the pot of clear soup, and Jiang Feng felt that it had a special flavor.

until--

"Ding, the player has reached level 35, the game has started to be updated, the current update progress: 0%."

Jiang Feng:?

again?

Those who were promoted to level 25 before were eaten by Ouyang Yang's 999 experience, and now they are promoted to 35 by Ouyang Yang's 999 experience. Jiang Feng felt that if he wanted to level up in the future, he didn't need to go to the big flower, he just went to Ouyang Yang, tied him to the small black room to eat the eight-treasure chestnut pigeon, and released it when he had enough experience.

"What's wrong?" Sun Maocai noticed that Jiang Feng was a little distracted, and thought that something was wrong with Tang.

"It's nothing, I'm thinking how many pots of clear soup I can make in a few days." Jiang Feng said.

The chickpeas must be made fresh, and the clear soup can be hung in advance, as long as it is stored in the refrigerator at a suitable temperature, it will only last for a few days, and the quality of the chickpeas will not be affected.

"One pot a day is enough. It takes time and effort to make clear soup. If you make two pots a day, it's not good for your energy and energy." Sun Maocai said.

Jiang Feng nodded.

In the next few days, Jiang Feng would follow what Sun Maocai said, one pot of clear soup a day. The first thing I do when I go to Taifeng Building in the morning is to make clear soup. I am full of energy early in the morning and my brain is active. The clear soup will be ready to be cooked in the middle of the afternoon.

With the addition of Qiu Fu and Sun Jikai in the back kitchen, the workload of the stove chef has dropped sharply. Qiu Fu is still in the cooperating period and the menu has not been put on the shelves, so he can only help in the back kitchen. He is very good at cutting vegetables and side dishes, so you can't fault it.

Qiu Fu was experienced, and although he didn't talk much, he had a good personality. He soon became friends with Jiang Weiwei. Jiang Feng saw them both eating at the same table these two days.

Soon, it will be August 6th.

The day of the midsummer feast.

Considering the schedule of all the diners, the summer banquet was set at 7:00 p.m., just like the previous opening, all five tables of guests were arranged in area C. Everyone can see each other and chat for a few words. Fang Mei has already arranged a seat, and even Peng Changping, who joined temporarily, has also arranged a suitable seat. There will be no enemies sitting at the same table, such as Ling Guangzhao and Tong Deyan. Sitting down, the whole process was an embarrassing situation where they were pinching each other and almost getting into a fight.

Because this time Taifeng Building didn't invite these two people at all.

All the diners are invited, the chef and the boss are not invited, and Peng Changping is an exception. However, although he is famous, he has settled abroad all the year round. Photos rarely appear in magazines. Even if they are, there are some pixels that are so blurred that the face cannot be seen clearly. Can't help but wonder if the cameraman got the mysterious photo of Parkinson's syndrome.

As long as Peng Changping didn't tell him, Jiang Feng was confident that no one besides Xu Cheng would recognize him at the Summer Banquet, not even Han Guishan—Han Guishan didn't even know who Peng Changping was.

No matter whether Jiang Feng was nervous or looking forward to it, August 6th came at a leisurely pace.

Sun Maocai is about to start his real debut in Taifeng Building.