The Game of Life-Chapter 847 - 846 Im Treating (Happy Double Festival to
Chapter 847 -846 I’m Treating (Happy Double Festival to Everyone!)
Chapter 847 -846 I’m Treating (Happy Double Festival to Everyone!)
A bowl of ordinary high-soup noodles and the golden shimmering yellow braised shark fins made the unknown head chef pay homage to Jiang Feng. During the last few days of his vacation, the head chef didn’t even need Jiang Feng to ask; he would squat in the Chinese restaurant every day waiting for Jiang Feng to borrow the kitchen and lead him into the back kitchen.
It was said that for the chance to guide Jiang Feng, the head chef of the Chinese section nearly came to blows with the head chef of the Western section.
Jiang Feng: …
To tell the truth, he didn’t quite understand these five-star hotel head chefs.
The exaggerated reaction of the unknown head chef also made Jiang Feng realize that being number six on the Prestigious Chefs List was indeed an impressive ranking.
It was even more amazing than he had imagined.
Perhaps because he usually interacted with chefs on such a high level, almost half of those he met frequently were in the top ten of the Prestigious Chefs List, leaving little opportunity to mingle with ordinary chefs like the unknown head chef.
The culinary skills of the unknown head chef were about the same as Jiang Weisheng’s, yet Jiang Weisheng was a known low-tier striving chef representative.
Jumping back and forth between a chopping board chef and a furnace chef.
On January 6, the holiday ended, and all employees of Taifeng Building returned to Beiping.
The holiday was like those school vacations without any homework, as joyous as playtime was, the start of school was equally devastating. Even though Ji Yue, Ji Xia, and others had eaten seafood until they wanted to throw up and become dizzy from the seaside breeze in the last few days of their vacation, they still reluctantly and wistfully wanted to embrace and bid farewell to the ocean they hadn’t seen much in the last days when they suddenly returned from the warm and pleasant seaside to the cold Beiping where they had to work.
In mourning of the lovely vacation that wouldn’t return, Ji Gezi decided to treat a group of friends to hotpot after repeatedly checking her wallet balance, very generously and lavishly.
Shu hotpot.
After days of seafood feasts and Jiang Feng’s superb high-soup dishes, Ji Gezi felt it was time to eat something ordinary for a change of taste, reminding her pampered taste buds and stomach that this was what they could afford.
The restaurant was chosen by Wu Minqi, a little fly-by-night eatery tucked between tall buildings, run by a couple, and the owner being a person from Shu. The entrance was very tiny, architecturally similar to He Yueru’s brazier shop, both narrow and crowded in structure, which was quite surprising and also reflected from the side that the owner really didn’t have much money.
Since Jiang Feng’s group was large, a small square table couldn’t fit everyone, so the owner put two tables together, reminiscent of eating in a college cafeteria.
The dishes were ordered by Wu Minqi in fluent Shu dialect. Seeing that Wu Minqi was a fellow townsperson, the owner assumed that all these young people were from Shu and smiled while offering to serve them the most authentic spicy oil pot base.
“No!” Jiang Feng shouted, “No need to be so polite.”
“It’s okay, we fry this spicy oil base ourselves; it’s really authentic and fragrant!” The owner said cheerfully and left.
Jiang Feng: …
“I ordered the yin-yang pot,” Wu Minqi whispered.
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“Come on, Feng, I toast you with cola as a substitute for alcohol first!” Wang Hao, sitting next to Jiang Feng, suddenly stood up, lifted his cup, and gulped down a full glass of cola, burping satisfactorily with a bubble.
Ji Xia, not quite understanding, simply thought Wang Hao’s cola drinking looked enjoyable and mimicked him, quickly emptying her glass as well.
Jiang Feng: …
Look at this bad influence, corrupting the already wayward apprentice before dinner even started.
“Hao, how come you’re free to have dinner today?” Jiang Feng asked.
Ji Yue and Wang Hao got along well. It was normal for Ji Yue to think of inviting Wang Hao since he had previously worked as a temporary waiter at Taifeng Building and got along with everyone.
What was abnormal was that Wang Hao actually showed up.
This guy had been so busy these past few days that he couldn’t even reply to Jiang Feng’s messages on time.
“Look at you, Feng, how could I not come when Sister Ji invites us to dinner?” Wang Hao chuckled, “I still have a few days before my salary comes in.”
Jiang Feng: ?
“Let’s not talk about these unhappy topics; come on, Feng, to celebrate your number six ranking, I’ll toast you again!” Wang Hao lifted his cup once more and downed another glass of cola.
Jiang Feng: …
You just want to drink cola!
And besides, is that what you call reaching the top?!
After two glasses of cola, Wang Hao felt like he had recaptured his old self. Powered by cola, Wang Hao took the opportunity while no dishes were on the table and his mouth was free to speak, calling out the familiar yet strange honorific deeply.
“Father!”
“Lend your son some silver? I haven’t eaten meat in three days!”
“Ha,” Jiang Feng scoffed with disdain, chest out and head up in full confidence, “I have no money!”
Wu Minqi, who had listened to their entire conversation: ?
Are these two out of their minds?
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Soon, the base of the pot and dishes were all served. Jiang Feng, Sun Jikai, and Ji Xue were not very good at handling spicy food, yet the chili oil base personally cooked by the boss was really tantalizing. Though not as exquisite as the one Jiang Weiming had cooked before, it had a hint of rustic and rugged charm, echoing with the less-than-clean environment, surprisingly creating a unique flavor.
Steam swirled and chili oil bubbled.
Jiang Feng felt his mouth swell up again.
Jiang Feng silently covered his mouth, eating the last piece of lamb swished through the spicy pot.
“Jiang Feng, let me tell you, do you know how much Mrs. Wang has increased your and Grandpa Jiang’s dish prices?” Ji Yue held up three fingers.
Jiang Feng was startled, momentarily forgetting to cover his mouth, “Three times?!”
Ji Yue waved her hand, “How could it be, flipping three times would get our restaurant in trouble, right! It’s thirty percent, all your reserved dishes have increased by thirty percent, others remain the same.”
Jiang Feng breathed a sigh of relief, thirty percent was manageable.
“Hey, what’s wrong with your mouth?” Ji Yue noticed Jiang Feng’s mouth.
“Guess,” Jiang Feng covered his mouth again.
Reserved dishes were already in high demand, a thirty percent increase seemed a bit extreme, but still cheaper than the sixth position on the chefs ranking.
When Chef Arno was ranked sixth, his dish prices were almost three times that of Jiang Feng’s.
“Master, is it really impressive that you got the sixth place on the chefs ranking?” Ji Xia was probably the only one at the table who didn’t quite understand what the sixth place on the chefs ranking meant.
Since she didn’t even have mobile data—Ji Xue, fearing she’d get addicted to her phone, didn’t tell her the home WiFi password—she had to rely on Jiang Feng’s home WiFi or Taifeng Building’s WiFi, a typical disconnected girl.
Now, Ji Xia was only slick at playing King of Glory; she barely knew how to navigate Weibo.
“Very impressive,” Jiang Feng said with a smile, although Ji Xia might not be able to tell he was smiling since he covered his mouth.
“Then Master, can you win the championship?” Ji Xia continued to ask.
Jiang Feng nodded, utterly confident, “Yes.”
If previously his declaration to crush Chef Arno into the ground during the finals was just pre-match tough talk, now, Jiang Feng saying he could win the championship meant he truly believed he could win the championship.
He declared it, the championship!
Not winning the championship would be a disservice to the three months Jiang Chengde spent seeking enlightenment.
Rounded up, a disservice to his ancestors.
Jokingly, Jiang Feng, a representative of the dutiful grandsons from the Jiang Family, would never do something so disreputable to his ancestors.
“That’s great!” Ji Xia exclaimed excitedly, “I spoke to my grandma on the phone yesterday, and she said she’ll be coming to Beiping soon with my aunt to see me and sister. I’ll ask grandma to stay in Beiping a few more days, and when you compete, I’ll take her to watch you win the championship.”
Jiang Feng didn’t want to dampen Ji Xia’s enthusiasm by telling her that she might only be able to show her grandma the live stream on the phone, especially since there was still no news about the finals, but arranging for Ji Xia and her grandma to watch the finals as part of the staff through Guishan’s connections wouldn’t be too difficult.
But he wondered if Ji Xia’s grandma could endure a twelve-hour long match.
“Alright,” Jiang Feng nodded, “When the time comes, Xiaxia, take your grandma to enjoy Beiping properly, you be the tour guide, and take her to all the places you’ve been to.”
“Yes!” Ji Xia nodded definitively, “I’ve already told grandma all about it.”
“When she and my aunt arrive, I’ll take them for Peking duck.”
“I’ll treat!”
