Chapter 134: People are not as good as pigs (Additional update for the former leader of the Prince Consort!)
After realizing that he actually likes cooking, Jiang Feng was enlightened. He was like a master in a martial arts novel who was stuck in a certain realm and never let go. In a fantasy novel, an expert who has reached the level of cultivation but cannot do it has to practice in the world. Once the demon is broken, the realm will naturally loosen, and subsequent breakthroughs will come naturally and easily.
The above are all Jiang Feng's fantasies.
The bosses in other people's novels all have a state of mind that is not worthy of their own strength. At best, Jiang Feng's strength is not worthy of his state of mind. Besides, Ma Yuan scored 66 points last semester and his ideological awareness is not high.
But he is a good dreamer. One night he had a bizarre dream about the male protagonist fighting monsters and upgrading the game. When he woke up, he even had some unfinished dreams. He sat on the bed and recalled that he had just punched Beiping Zhang Guanghang and stepped on Shu in his dream. Wu Minqi was only five minutes away from reaching the summit.
Hey, I woke up early!
Jiang Feng sighed deeply.
"Brother Feng, why are you sighing?" Wang Hao has recently fallen in love with a beautiful single elementary school girl from the Foreign Languages Department. She gets up early every day and runs diligently, hoping to get back to the well-proportioned figure of her freshman year and break away from the ranks of singles.
"I dreamed that I won the championship." Jiang Feng said.
"Dreams are all reverses."
"..."
Is it because you are too fat, or is my husband unable to hold the knife?
After a simple wash, Jiang Feng went to the store to help. Now that the Healthy Stir-fried Restaurant has launched the Texas Braised Chicken business, the corresponding workload has also increased greatly.
When Jiang Feng arrived, Jiang Jiankang was already busy. He was very energetic when handling chickens with his newly purchased knives. Wang Xiulian was clicking on the calculator outside to calculate how much more money she could make every day, and she was beaming with joy.
"Xiao Feng, go cut the carrots." Jiang Jiankang assigned the work.
"Hey!"
I have been busy from early in the morning until lunch after noon. After lunch, it is everyone's happy salted fish time. Ji Yue has been addicted to an online drama about a domineering president who fell in love with me these days. She must watch it every noon and follow the plot. Sometimes moved, sometimes nymphomaniac, sometimes nymphomaniac, sometimes nymphomaniac, sometimes nymphomaniac...
The recent plots are all about nymphomaniacs.
"Oh my God, this is too sweet!" Ji Yue made a nymphomaniacal voice.
Jiang Feng:...
How sweet it is to hold an umbrella like this and both of you get wet. In the last episode, the male protagonist turned over and jumped from a height of four to five meters and landed in a super handsome posture. What is the plot of this kind of nonsense? How sweet.
Yes, he is watching it too, and has watched the twelfth episode with Ji Yue.
The taste of this mindless comedy is so damn sweet.
The male protagonist and the female protagonist have already embraced each other, and the next step is to tilt their heads and hold their faces to kiss each other. At this critical moment, Jiang Feng's phone rang.
"Pause, pause." Jiang Feng said hurriedly.
"Hurry up." Ji Yue pressed the pause button.
"Hello, hello, is this Mr. Jiang Feng? I am a staff member of the Good Taste Cooking Competition. Congratulations on advancing to the second round of the preliminaries. The second round will be held at 9 a.m. on the 23rd, the day after tomorrow, at the address This is Shanshui Plaza. Please arrive before 8:30. If you exceed the time limit, you will be deemed to have given up. If you lose your admission card, you can contact us at any time. Do you have any more questions?" the staff member asked sweetly.
"No."
"Okay, if you have any questions about the game these days, you can contact us at any time. Our phone will be answered 24 hours a day."
"Okay, thank you."
"Wish you a happy life."
Jiang Feng hung up the phone and Ji Yue asked, "Did you call from the organizer?"
"Well, let me go to the competition the day after tomorrow. Quick, quick, resume the playback. My grandpa will be here at half past two. I won't be able to finish watching this episode later," Jiang Feng said.
Tens of seconds later, the hero and heroine kissed passionately, the BGM sounded, the slow motion was extended, and the soft light filter beauty effects were all turned on.
"Oh my god, it's so sweet!" Ji Yue sighed with her face in hand.
Jiang Feng glanced sideways at Ji Yue.
What's the matter? Singles just like to be nymphomaniacs.
The next second, the heroine lowered her head shyly and quietly held the hero's hand. The sour smell of love seemed to overflow from the screen.
Jiang Feng:...
Damn it, I really want a girlfriend like this.
Jiang Feng managed to read the latest update before the old man came. After stuffing his mouth full of dog food, he obediently went to the kitchen to practice.
At around five o'clock, someone called to place an order for delivery. For a large order of more than a thousand, it was a bit far away and took more than half an hour to get there by subway. The buyer was willing to add extra delivery fees. Wang Xiulian weighed the order and accepted it. Liu Zixuan and Ji Yue went to deliver food, and they split the delivery fee equally. Only Wang Hao and Wang Xiulian were busy in the front. As the chef with the lowest status and poorest cooking skills, Jiang Feng was assigned to help outside.
It had been a long time since he had served food, cut off the water, and cleaned the tables. Jiang Feng was very unfamiliar with his business. As a result, many customers couldn't wait to take the initiative to wipe the table with a rag. After wiping their own, they could also wipe the table next to them. Such harmonious customers Relationships with merchants are rare these days.
Jiang Feng was surprised to see someone, Guo Mengting.
She brought a little girl with a cartoon little schoolbag, who must be her daughter, with two little braids, and held her hand tightly.
"Quickly say hello to uncle. This uncle will cook for you later." Guo Mengting said.
"Hello brother, brother, I want to eat pine nuts, corn and sweet and sour pork ribs." said the little girl.
"Hey!" Jiang Feng suddenly felt comfortable and went to the kitchen to place an order with a smile on his face.
Such a smart, sensible, obedient, beautiful, sensible, and good-natured child. Jiang Feng not only told Jiang Jiankang to be good at cooking and not to be too lazy, but also went to pour her a small cup of milk tea.
As soon as they went out, they heard Guo Mengting saying to her daughter: "Today is because your father is on a business trip and we went out to eat. This restaurant is opened by a friend of my mother's. It's very clean and hygienic, so you can come and eat. It's a roadside stall next to the school." If you eat too much, you'll get stomachaches and diarrhea. You can't eat it secretly behind your mother's back. Do you understand? Otherwise, mother won't bring you here to eat, and you won't be able to eat the pine nuts and corn you want." br>
The little girl nodded solemnly.
"Mom, daddy won't be back until tomorrow and I want to come here to eat tomorrow too." The little girl said in a milky voice.
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"Then you have to listen to your mother. Mom will sign you up for a composition tutoring class and a Mathematical Olympiad tutoring class on Sunday. There are many children the same age as you. You can go and meet new friends. As long as you go to class obediently, mom tomorrow night I’ll bring you here to eat,” Guo Mengting said.
The little girl nodded.
Jiang Feng:...
Boy, you have no idea what you've lost just for a meal.
……
More than a day passed in a blink of an eye. On the evening of the 22nd, Wang Hao's make-up test score finally came out, 45, retaken.
Wang Hao posted a series of crying faces on social media, WeChat Moments, and Weibo to express his grief.
It is said that Professor Li will still teach "Signals and Systems" next year.
Jiang Feng originally wanted to comfort his poor roommate, but when he checked the forum, he found that "My Roommate Who Got the Pig's Foot Script" was updated an hour ago.
The plot has progressed to the point where the pig's trotters showed off their power in the audition arena and made golden tomato scrambled eggs. The rich second generation public judges burst into tears when they ate them. They immediately recognized the pig's trotters as their eldest brother. The son of a senior executive of the organizer who was also present regarded him as his eldest brother. The powerful enemy has already planned to get rid of him in a secret operation. The plot was at its climax, and people with 666 numbers on the post urged the author to update it quickly. There were even some small websites that advertised and asked the author if he had any intention of moving this article to their website.
Jiang Feng:...
Wang Hao should have gone to a school with a directing major instead of studying physics in a science and engineering college.
At ten o'clock in the evening, Wang Hao, who had returned from running at night, opened the door of the dormitory with a look of sorrow on his face. He was sweating profusely and his tone was miserable, full of resentment and admiration, and full of tears: "Brother Feng, I'm so miserable. Professor Li taught me how to retake the course, why is my life so miserable?”
Jiang Feng looked at him with a smile.
"If I read it correctly, you updated this post half an hour after you posted it on Moments, right?"
Wang Hao: "..."
The windows were not closed and the door was open, allowing air to circulate. Even though it was spring, the night was still a little cool. A gust of cold wind blew by, and Wang Hao shivered.
"Oh, it's so cold. I'm going to take a shower first. There will be no hot water later." Wang Hao quickly changed the subject.
"It's impossible for every piece of tomato to be coated in golden egg liquid with tomato scrambled eggs, and it's impossible for tomatoes to turn golden. Where did you copy the metaphysics tomato scrambled eggs from?" Jiang Feng said.
"Ah? I just casually rewritten the god-level golden egg fried rice. How could the male protagonist of the gourmet show not be familiar with the legendary god-level golden egg fried rice? Brother Feng, you haven't read novels for a long time and you are out of date." Wang Haodao took his clothes and went to take a shower.
Jiang Feng:...
The male protagonist of a food novel I read recently was not as popular as a pig.
Still a pig that died in Chapter 43. :)
(End of chapter)