Life is a Game

After the last exam, Jiang Feng packed his luggage and ran to the station.

The old man and the others were in the morning car and left early in the morning. Wang Hao expressed his resentment for this. He thought he could still have breakfast. Jiang Feng left him a bottle of pickles pickled by Comrade Wang Xiulian to comfort his wounded heart.

Jiang Feng's second uncle, Jiang Jiandang, picked them up in city Z. It's strange to say that the last payment for the demolition has not been settled for almost half a year. The pharmacy next to the healthy cooking restaurant has been renovated. A sum of demolition money was stuck in City Z and could not get out.

Before Jiang Feng got on the bus, he sent a WeChat message to remind Han Guishan that the pickled vegetable dumplings in the freezer could only be kept for twelve days at most.

Because Jiang Feng is going to Sichuan today, Jiang Feng made 60 pickled vegetable dumplings every day a few days ago, and Han Guishan specially bought a large freezer worth tens of thousands to store them in cold storage. It seemed that he wanted to eat these pickled vegetable dumplings new year.

These days, the income from buying radish carvings and making pickled vegetable dumplings for Han Guishan is nearly 100,000. According to this posture, Jiang Feng will be able to save enough money for decoration before the new year next year. But these two are not long-term income. The number of people looking for Jiang Feng to buy radish carvings these days has become less and less. The market of big a is almost saturated. If Jiang Feng wants to earn more than two million yuan, he has to find another way.

However, Jiang Feng is not in a hurry. The registration for Haowei will start in ten days or so. The competition will start in March, and there is only two months left. There is still a gap between his cooking skills and Wu Minqi's. His current priority is to go home during the winter vacation, hone his cooking skills under the guidance of the old man, and try not to lose too badly.

Thinking about it better, if he gets lucky and wins Wu Minqi and takes first place, the task reward is a kitchen knife, but the bonus is a full 100,000 soft girl coins!

One hundred thousand!

One-thirtieth of the decoration gap is plugged!

Jiang Feng couldn't be happier just thinking about it.

After waiting at the station for more than an hour, I finally waited for the train to progress. It's not yet the time for the Spring Festival travel rush, and the colleges and universities in city a are on staggered holidays, so there are not many people at the station. Without having to squeeze through the crowd, Jiang Feng dragged his 24-inch suitcase onto the high-speed rail.

Putting the suitcase on the luggage locker ahead of others, Jiang Feng looked for a seat according to the ticket. His seat was 14f. When he walked to the seat, he saw that a fully armed man was already sitting on 14d. He was wrapped tightly in a mask, hat, scarf and down jacket. girl.

Jiang Feng patted the girl on the shoulder: "Student, please let me in."

"Oh." The girl got up and looked up at Jiang Feng, "Jiang Feng?"

As soon as the mask and scarf were taken off, it was Wu Minqi.

"Hey, look, we are sitting here." Jiang Feng sighed.

"Isn't your family from City A? Why are you taking this bus?" After more than ten days of friendship in the back kitchen, the relationship between Jiang Feng and Wu Minqi has grown to the level of close friends in a boudoir by leaps and bounds.

Commonly known as male best friend.

"I'll go to the provincial capital of Shu to find someone." Jiang Feng said, and went in, "You also finished the exam today?"

"I finished the exam yesterday, and I can't get the air ticket, and there is no evening ticket for the high-speed rail. Anyway, I don't know how to write casually. If I don't want to, I want to drop out of school and go home." Wu Minqi said.

For her, a diploma is really not important, after all, she is a winner in life with a skill in her hand and a mine in her family.

"Who are you going to see in Sichuan? The provincial capital? I know the provincial capital well. I'm a classmate or a teacher. Where do you live? I can take you there." Wu Minqi asked.

"I'm looking for a relative of my family. I heard that their family seems to be in the provincial capital of Shudi some time ago. They used to be the chef of a state-run restaurant before. Do you know where the original state-run restaurant in the provincial capital of Shudi is?" Jiang Feng was thinking about it. He originally thought of Shu to ask Wu Minqi.

Wu Minqi shook her head: "There were a lot of state-run restaurants in the provincial capital. There were seven or eight of them, all of them collapsed except for one. Is there no other information? For example, what is the last name, what is the name, etc."

"It's called Jiang Weiming, and it's probably my grandfather's real brother." Jiang Feng said, he didn't expect that there were so many state-run restaurants in the provincial capital of Shu.

Wu Minqi immediately regained her spirits. During this period of time, she was helping in the back kitchen of the Healthy Stir-fry Restaurant, and saw the old man's cooking skills, and she could be said to admire the old man quite a lot. In her words, except for her grandfather and her grandfather's big apprentice who are as good at cooking as the old man, everyone else in the Wu family is far inferior. Now that she is helping the idol find a brother, she is naturally very caring.

Wu Minqi took out the paper from her bag, and drew for Jiang Feng the locations of several state-run restaurants she remembered, and asked Jiang Feng to identify them to see if he could find out which one it was.

Sure enough, Jiang Feng didn't recognize it.

What he saw was the state-run hotel in 1987, before Wu Minqi was born.

"When you arrive in the provincial capital, go to my restaurant first. My grandfather was also the chef of the state-run restaurant, which is the largest one. If Grandpa Jiang's brother is really the chef of the state-run restaurant, my grandfather will definitely have an impression. Don't worry, I will I can find it." Wu Minqi comforted.

"By the way, Jiang Feng, I've always wanted to ask, did your family also run a restaurant before?" Wu Minqi asked.

"Also?" Jiang Feng was a little surprised.

"The model of your family is almost exactly the same as my family's. The son inherited his father's business, and so does my family. The Wu family restaurant has existed since the Northern Song Dynasty, and it has been in my father's hands for 800 years now." Wu Minqi said, thinking about it and adding Added a modifier, "Title."

Jiang Feng: ...

Compared with Wu's restaurant, Taifeng Restaurant, which the Jiang family is most proud of, seems to be not very good.

"My great-grandfather was the chef of Beiping Taifeng Building in the Republic of China," Jiang Feng said.

No one knows the history of the Jiang family any further. The old man never heard Jiang Chengde bragging to him when he was a child, and no one knows whether the Jiang family was a cook eight hundred years ago.

"No wonder." Wu Minqi was stunned, "My grandfather told me that the chefs of the state-owned restaurants were basically the chefs of the restaurants during the Republic of China."

Jiang Feng agrees with this point. At that time, everyone couldn't eat enough, except for those who were originally in this industry, who would be hungry and have the leisure to study cooking.

The two of them chatted here and there along the way, and the topics were nothing more than A University, healthy stir-fry restaurants, cooking experience and the like.

That's why Jiang Feng discovered that Wu Minqi was only good at Sichuan cuisine.

In other words, the entire Wu family is only good at Sichuan cuisine.

Wujia Restaurant basically does not sell dishes from other cuisines except Sichuan cuisine. This model is very similar to the feudal dynasty period, when the transportation in various places was inconvenient, and there was no time to communicate with each other.

The Wu family has stayed in Shu for generations, and their business is only done in Shu. The restaurant with one Michelin star does not even open a branch. It is a very traditional business model.

They have studied Sichuan cuisine for generations, and their advantages and disadvantages are very obvious.

Jiang Feng seemed to understand why the game gave him the task of [Peering Challenge].

Compared to Sichuan cuisine, Wu Minqi could beat Jiang Feng ten times with one hand.

But if it is other cuisines.

It's so easy to win.

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