Life is a Game

The girl settled the bill on WeChat and left with her boyfriend. Jiang Feng cleared the table swiftly, while Qiu Chen stared at him dumbfounded.

"Brother Feng, why does your store have such high requirements for CDs?" Qiu Chen hadn't finished editing the circle of friends in his hand, and was completely shocked by the fierce behavior of that girl just now.

"She misunderstood." Jiang Feng explained.

"Ding, gain 1 point of popularity, task progress (3/100)."

"Brother Feng, we're here to help you." Liu Zixuan took the lead in posting the Moments, and rushed to take the plate.

Jiang Feng didn't stop him either: "My parents are the only two in the kitchen. You can just put the dishes in the dishwasher, and you won't ask my mother."

Liu Zixuan said that he knows how to use a dishwasher, and he took the dishes into the back kitchen.

"Ding, gain 1 point of popularity, mission progress (4/100)."

"Ding, gain 1 point of popularity, mission progress (5/100)."

"Ding, gain 1 point of popularity, mission progress (6/100)."

The other three also started to help one after another, ordering food and cleaning up some simple tasks on the table. Although they were not as skilled as Jiang Feng, they would not make mistakes.

Jiang Feng also found out that his family didn't think carefully, and always felt that the original small shop didn't need to hire people. It seemed that they had to recruit some student workers.

I saw a small restaurant near the school recruiting student workers for only a few hundred dollars a month and thought they were unscrupulous. Now that I was about to start recruiting, I realized that student workers were the best choice.

Meals are cheap, and work saves money.

Liu Zixuan had been in the kitchen for a long time, and when he came out, he was holding a plate of fish-flavored shredded pork, and there was a trace of food at the corner of his mouth.

"You kid actually ate it!" Wang Hao could tell at a glance that the corners of Liu Zixuan's mouth were abnormal, and he couldn't help sighing when he thought of the meal they had just had, "It's a pity that you can still eat it."

"Auntie poured me a cup of herbal tea." Liu Zixuan relished it happily.

When he first entered the kitchen, he was still surprised at how Jiang Feng's parents were so different in size from him. When the herbal tea came out, he didn't have time to think about it.

Aunt Jiang is really an angel.

Just a little rich.

The professors were the last table to leave.

When the professors left, Professor Li said a few words to Jiang Feng with a smile, and stared at Liu Zixuan who was in the distance.

Among these few people, he was the only one who had attended Professor Li's class. He also knew that Professor Li was such a serious old man.

"Brother Feng, what did Professor Li just say?" After the professors had left, Liu Zixuan asked curiously.

"The professor asked me if I was from Yanjing, and also asked if my grandfather's generation was from Yanjing." Jiang Feng also felt strange, it was just a meal, and Professor Li asked why.

Comrade Jiang Jiankang is good at Lu cuisine, not Beijing cuisine. Although the two have similarities, it doesn't make people think that Jiang Jiankang is from Yanjing.

"Your family specializes in Lu cuisine, right?" Liu Zixuan also has a little research on food.

"It may be that Professor Li drank the sour plum soup and thought it resembled the authentic Yanjing flavor, so he asked too much." Jiang Feng said.

"By the way, you..." Jiang Feng originally wanted to ask them if they wanted to eat together, but immediately remembered that they had already eaten, so he changed his words: "Do you want to eat with us at night?"

The frequency of the four people nodding almost reached 20hz.

The four of Qiu Chen left happily with a cup of herbal tea. Wang Hao heroically maintained his normal appetite even though he had secretly drank a lot of sour plum soup, herbal tea and mung bean soup. Jiang Feng visually observed that he would keep up with this appetite Soon the latecomers will be able to reach the size of his big brother Jiang Zaide.

In the afternoon, Jiang Feng wrote a part-time job notice and posted it on the glass outside the store.

Recruitment: Part-time job, delivery man, two meals included, salary negotiable.

After posting the recruitment notice, Jiang Feng went into the store to find a corner and began to check the attribute panel.

The proficiency of the kitchen knife worker who has been cutting all morning has increased by 326, and the progress of the main task has become (19/100).

"Ding, 1 point of popularity for the event, mission progress (20/100)."

He actually gained a little popularity for nothing!

Jiang Feng was stunned for a moment, but quickly realized.

It is estimated that some customers and friends who had lunch recommended the healthy stir-fry restaurant. The principle is the same as posting to Moments, and both can gain popularity.

It seems that the main mission will be completed soon.

Comrades Jiang Jiankang and Wang Xiulian were tired for a long time and went to the second floor to rest. Jiang Feng took the opportunity to start a fire in the kitchen and cook several pots of porridge.

Since he acquired the porridge cooking (intermediate level) skill, he has not cooked porridge yet, so he just got the opportunity to see how the intermediate level porridge tastes.

Jiang Feng cooked two pots of porridge, one pot of preserved egg and lean meat porridge, and one pot of black rice porridge.

One pot of sweet porridge, one pot of salty porridge, the sour plum soup is sold out, and the porridge will be delivered at night. Each person has a small bowl, which is just enough to fill the stomach.

Under the guidance of the intermediate porridge cooking skills, Jiang Feng can skillfully sense when to fire up the fire, when to simmer, when to stir, and when to add ingredients, just like a chef. Under normal circumstances, no one who has decades of experience in cooking porridge will not have such a keen intuition.

Two pots of porridge are ready.

[One pot of porridge with preserved eggs and lean meat that tastes good enough and the preserved eggs are not fine enough to marinate the lean meat]

【A pot of black rice porridge with good taste and stale oatmeal】

Jiang Feng tasted it, and the taste was comparable to that of Comrade Jiang Jiankang's porridge.

Going to the door of the store and changing the special offer to a free bowl of porridge when you dine in, Jiang Feng is about to open the door.

Go upstairs and wake Comrades Jiang Jiankang and Wang Xiulian who are already asleep, and let them come down to taste the porridge they just made.

Jiang Jiankang took a sip of porridge sleepily.

"Ding, get 9 experience points."

Comrade Wang Xiulian yawned and took a mouthful of porridge.

"Ding, get 11 experience points."

Jiang Feng: ...

Coincidentally, Wang Hao came to the store to help.

"Haozi, come and taste the black rice porridge you just made." Wang Hao is fond of sweets, so Jiang Feng greeted him and the sweet porridge.

"Ding, get 31 experience points."

Jiang Feng: ...

Haozi, you have changed, you were not like this yesterday.