Life is a Game

As soon as it opened, Qiu Chen and the others came to help. Seeing that there were no customers in the store, the four pretended to be actors and pretended to be customers and sat in the most conspicuous positions.

Jiang Feng, who witnessed the whole process: ...

These 4 people did not go to learn acting, it was a shame.

The first guest was the girl who had finished drinking the vegetable juice at noon. She came alone, and her boyfriend disappeared.

"Jiuzhuan Dachang!" The girl sat by the window at noon as usual, "Do you still deliver sour plum soup at night?"

"There's no sour plum soup tonight. A small bowl of porridge will be given. You can choose from preserved egg and lean meat porridge or black rice porridge," Jiang Feng said.

"Black rice porridge, black rice porridge, and another bowl of white rice." The girl said quickly.

Liu Zixuan, who heard their conversation, couldn't help but look sideways. This girl looks quite thin, and she has a big appetite!

The girl also noticed Liu Zixuan, leaned over and asked, "Students, are you also from A University?"

Liu Zixuan nodded.

The girl was obviously very talkative, so she took the initiative to chat: "This restaurant is delicious, but it's too expensive."

"It's not expensive, it's not expensive!" Liu Zixuan hastily endorsed the Healthy Cooking Restaurant, "This is a restaurant opened by our president's family, and the storefront is bought, and our president's family owes a lot of money to open this restaurant! "

"Your president's family? Classmate, what club are you?" the girl asked curiously.

"Chess club." Liu Zixuan's eyes lit up, "Student, do you want to come to our chess club? We recruit all juniors. The club members play...play..."

"10% off." Jiang Feng came out with black rice porridge, "10% off for club members."

There are only 8 people in the Chess Club including Jiang Feng, and last year they tricked Liu Zixuan, a newcomer. The club doesn't have any activities at ordinary times, at most it just gathers for dinner once in a while, a few stinky chess baskets get together to play chess, and they have never won a ranking in the competition, just like a salted fish club.

If you can't fool Mengxin this year, the chess club will be closed.

"Senior, I'm Liu Qian from the Chinese Department, add a WeChat account? I'll fill out the form to recruit new students in two days!" Liu Qian said excitedly.

"Can you play chess?" Jiang Feng couldn't find members who couldn't play chess.

"Yes, yes, I often play chess with my dad at home!" Liu Qian said.

"Student, welcome to join the chess club. I'm Jiang Feng." Jiang Feng said enthusiastically.

"I'm Qiu Chen, the vice president." Seeing that he had tricked a new member, Qiu Chen hurried up to say hello.

"I'm Liu Zixuan."

"Zhao Yang."

"Zhao Yu."

"Zhao Yu, hurry up and take out the club application form and fill it out for Junior Liu Qian!" Qiu Chen urged.

"Yes, yes, yes." Zhao Yu hurriedly took out a dozen club application forms from his bag, and even got his pen ready.

Liu Qian: ...

What kind of club members would carry club application forms with them.

Under Qiu Chen's "supervision", Liu Qian filled out the association application form before turning her attention to black rice porridge.

She doesn't usually drink porridge, but she chooses black rice porridge because of her sweet taste. She doesn't know much about porridge, but she thinks this bowl of porridge looks delicious and beautiful. Also very sweet.

Once in the mouth, it is smooth, the temperature is just right, the black rice is sticky but not elastic, the oatmeal is very chewy, sweet enough but not greasy.

"President!" Liu Qian finished a small bowl of porridge in a few mouthfuls, "How can I sell the black rice porridge alone?"

"Ten yuan a bowl, free side dishes." Jiang Feng said.

"One bowl, no, two bowls!"

"Do you want more rice?" Jiang Feng asked.

"want!"

The four people at the table all looked at Liu Qian.

Liu Zixuan cleverly went forward to collect the bowl, and went to the kitchen to steal a few mouthfuls of porridge.

Around 5:30, guests began to come in one after another. The discount of porridge delivery seems to be greater than that of sour plum soup. There are not a few new customers who are attracted by this. Like Liu Qian, only a few come after lunch at noon. After all, the price is there. If you come here every day for a month’s food expenses At least triple it.

There were too many customers in the shop, so Qiu Chen and the others stopped acting as actors and started helping, shuttling back and forth between the kitchen and the hall, very busy.

The business is better at night than at noon. The first floor is full, so guests are arranged to go to the big round table on the second floor, and they don't close until 9 pm.

"It's hard work, everyone, come and eat more." Jiang Jiankang greeted, "Thank you so much, our store opened on the first day, we didn't prepare anything, we didn't recruit good people, and we have to bother you. "

"Don't bother, don't bother, uncle, if you need us to come every day!" Qiu Chen ate with ribs wrapped in his mouth with great joy.

Jiang Jiankang has never been a person who treats himself badly. The dishes he cooks for his guests may have problems such as uneven saltiness and uneven heat, but he thinks that the dishes he cooks for himself are the best.

At noon, the professors shared a piece of elbow. In the evening, Jiang Jiankang and his elbow were even more careful. They simmered for an unknown amount of time, and every part of the elbow was soaked in the gravy, making it extremely soft and rotten.

A few people can't wait to stay in the store after eating.

Yes, Lai is in the store.

Liu Zixuan's mind moved the fastest, and he asked, "Brother Feng, have you hired a part-time job yet?"

"No." It's only been a long time since the recruitment news was posted, so how could it be possible to recruit a part-time job.

"How about the four of us? Handyman, delivery man, we can all do it, no money, just two meals! I'll come over right after class, so I won't miss the meal!" Having tasted Jiang Jiankang's real craft, Liu Zixuan felt that it would be a kind of torture to let him go back to eat in the cafeteria.

The other three nodded.

"Alright, three meals are included, as long as you are willing to come over in the morning." Jiang Feng agreed, "I will find another long-term stable one, and you have many classes."

The courses in the physics department are very famous.

"By the way, Haozi, have you read the class schedule? Whose class is it tomorrow?" Jiang Feng asked.

"Let me see. Professor Li, who came to eat at noon today, has three classes in signal and system tomorrow morning." Wang Hao looked at his phone, "It's over, it's over, this electromagnetics is taught by Dean Zhang, and I hung up last year." Finished his class, it's over, this year I'm done."

Wang Hao hurriedly took a bite of his elbow to soothe his injured heart.

After dinner, the five of Wang Hao went back to the dormitory first, Jiang Feng stayed to help Comrade Jiang Jiankang clean up the back kitchen, and Comrade Wang Xiulian settled the turnover.

"My darling, according to this turnover, we can pay off my second brother's debt this year." Wang Xiulian was an accountant, and the calculator was clicking.

"How much?" Jiang Jiankang asked curiously.

"Excluding the cost of 11,000 yuan." Wang Xiulian sighed, "This big city is different. It turns out that it took several days in our small place to have this turnover!"

Jiang Feng, who never knew his restaurant was so profitable: ...

Mr. Jiang Weiguo was right when he said that studying physics is not as good as learning cooking.