Chapter 306 The Battle of the Century (2) (Please vote for me!)
Jiang Feng shuttled among the crowd, listening to the onlookers talking about some groundless gossip that was not nutritious.
While running around, Jiang Feng stopped.
If he saw it correctly, he seemed to have seen the middle-aged old man!
Jiang Feng hurried forward and jumped in front of the middle-aged man who seemed to be Jiang Weiguo. He looked carefully and determined that the man in front of him was wearing sunglasses and had a cat in the corner. He was strong and not talking to other people. He might have been arrested a few years ago. The eccentric middle-aged man invited in for tea was Jiang Weiguo.
Jiang Feng looked at the old man's dress and became happier the more he looked at it. It's not that his outfit is weird and funny. Among the onlookers, there are many people who are dressed weirder and more funny than him. After all, at this time, anyone who dresses up in a fashionable style looks like a killer.
Jiang Weiguo was wearing sunglasses to cover his face and hiding in a corner. Even to look at the cooking table in the middle, he had to turn sideways, stand on tiptoes, and turn his head. The old man's appearance was obviously that he was hiding from others and didn't want others to see him. It would be best not to recognize him if they saw him.
"I see this situation, Sun Guanyun is going to lose." The melon-eating crowd around Jiang Weiguo said to the people next to him.
"I'm going to lose 80% of the time. He didn't handle the whole pigeon well when deboning it, and the pigeon wasn't round enough when sealing it." Others echoed.
The melon eaters present were either famous gourmets or famous chefs in the industry. They were all insiders, and one could tell which one was better between Sun Guanyun and Sun Maocai.
"What a pity. Mr. Sun's body is still cold, and the Jubao Building is about to change hands."
"It's better for the Jubao Tower to belong to Sun Maocai than to fall into the hands of Zhang Kun, a heartless white-eyed wolf." said a melon-eater wearing the same sunglasses as Jiang Weiguo, who obviously knew the inside story.
"Hey, where did you buy these sunglasses? Why are the styles different from the ones I bought last month?" A fan changed the topic.
"Last month's style? Last month's style is already out of date. I bought these sunglasses from Wang Liu at the train station. This is the latest style he got from Hong Kong City." The melon-eaters wearing sunglasses had a look on their faces. Proud, even if everyone can't see his eyes, they can know that he is very proud.
"What are you talking about sunglasses? You just talked about Zhang Kun. What does this game have to do with Zhang Kun? Wasn't he eliminated by Sun Guanyun in the first round?" asked another person.
Hearing his question, everyone looked curiously at the melon-eaters wearing sunglasses. Jiang Weiguo also looked at him unconsciously and pricked up his ears to listen.
"You don't know? On the surface, this competition was caused by Sun Guanjun's plan to seize the treasure house, but in fact it was Zhang Kun who was behind it. As a result, he was eliminated by Sun Guanyun in the first round. Today, Mr. Sun and the others All the disciples are here, but the senior brother Zhang Kun is not here. He is stealing the chicken but losing the rice. I don’t think he will be able to hang out in our area in the future," said the melon-eater wearing sunglasses.
"More than that, I don't think he can even think about living in the south. Who among the chefs in our neighboring provinces has not received the guidance of Mr. Sun?" Others echoed.
Jiang Weiguo was listening beside him. Jiang Feng couldn't see his expression, but he could feel that Jiang Weiguo was not in a good mood.
"Where is Zhang Kun now?" Jiang Weiguo asked.
"I don't know, who knows, maybe I'm hiding at home or packing my things to run away." The crowd wearing sunglasses said, seeing Jiang Weiguo become interested, "Hey, your sunglasses are also at Wang Liu's at the train station. Bought?”
"Probably." Jiang Weiguo didn't seem to want to talk too much with them.
"This brother looks strange. Which hotel are you from? I don't seem to have seen you a few days ago." Another person asked.
"I am Mr. Sun's registered disciple. I got off the train just last night." Jiang Weiguo adjusted his sunglasses uncomfortably.
"Registered disciple?" Others wanted to ask something else, but Jiang Weiguo had already turned his head and did not want to pay attention to them.
"Is this person so strange?"
"I also find it strange. Since you are Mr. Sun's registered disciple, why are you standing in such a corner?"
"Could it be that he came to seek revenge on Zhang Kun?" One person's imagination was wide open.
"How is that possible? I've never heard of Zhang Kun having any enemies."
"You know people but don't know what they know. Look at his usual loyal and honest smile. Who would have thought that just after Mr. Sun passed away, he would do such dirty things. He might have offended someone outside or owed money. Or kidnapped someone else’s daughter!”
The melon-eating crowds transformed into Holmes, melon-eating crowds and Edogawa Sunglasses, and began to speculate about Jiang Weiguo's origins.
"What are you talking about?" Qi Zhongkai, Sun Zheran's second disciple, saw that they were discussing loudly here, so he thought something had happened and came over to ask.
"Master Qi, you came just in time. There is someone who says he is Mr. Sun's registered disciple. Come and take a look." The crowd wearing sunglasses pointed at Jiang Weiguo.
Qi Zhongkai looked in the direction he pointed and recognized Jiang Weiguo at a glance.
"Junior Brother Jiang!" Qi Zhongkai looked very happy. He had not seen Jiang Weiguo for several years.
The melon-eaters who were just wondering whether Jiang Weiguo was here to seek revenge on Zhang Kun were suddenly dumbfounded.
Jiang Weiguo obviously didn't want to say anything, so he took Qi Zhongkai to another corner where no one was.
"When was master buried?" Jiang Weiguo took off his sunglasses and asked.
"He was just buried a week ago. Since you are here, you must know it. We didn't expect that the master's body was still cold, and the senior brother would...do such a thing." Qi Zhongkai's mood suddenly dropped when he talked about the bad things Zhang Kun did. stand up.
"Sun Guanyun will definitely lose today's game." Jiang Weiguo said.
"Yes, the fifth junior brother basically has no chance of winning. The younger junior brother said that he will not take the Treasure Tower. If he wins the game, he will leave here and go to Hong Kong City." Qi Zhongkai said, "We are just worried about Guanyun now. ”
"In that case, why compete?" Jiang Weiguo came over after receiving the news of Sun Zheran's death, and he didn't know the reason for the competition.
"Guan Yun and Maocai have been forced to go to Liangshan. Zhang Kun and Sun Guanjun are determined to get the Jubao Tower. Even if the two of them have stolen the chicken and lost the rice, the plan to draw water from the bamboo basket for a long time has become a joke. .but for gathering With Baolou's reputation, there is no way the game will end without a winner." Qi Zhongkai sighed, "It is said that Maocai deliberately let things go. With Guan Yun's proud temper, it will definitely be even more unbearable."
Jiang Weiguo knew Sun Guanyun's character very well. Back then, Sun Guanyun thought he looked down on the Sun family because he refused to become Sun Zheran's teacher, and he didn't give him a good look for a long time. If Sun Maocai deliberately let the situation slip in such a public-viewing game, the stolen victory would be more uncomfortable for him than killing Sun Guanyun.
"Where is Zhang Kun now?" Jiang Weiguo didn't waste any time and went straight to the point.
"You should hide at home. I heard that he has been contacting restaurants in Guangdong Province, but no restaurant is willing to take him. He may want to run to Hong Kong City." Qi Zhongkai said.
"Where is his home?" Jiang Weiguo looked as if he didn't want to beat him to death.
Qi Zhongkai suddenly became alert and looked at Jiang Weiguo as if he were a teenager who was about to go astray. Although Jiang Weiguo's age is no longer comparable to that of teenagers, middle-aged people in their 50s, especially Jiang Weiguo, are more terrifying than young and impulsive teenagers.
Ordinary teenagers can't beat Jiang Weiguo. Jiang Weiguo can beat at least three by himself.
"Junior Brother Jiang, we have been very strict with our arrests recently. Don't be impulsive." Qi Zhongkai tried to make Jiang Weiguo put down the butcher's knife and turn around.
"I have a sense of proportion." Jiang Weiguo said. Seeing that Qi Zhongkai still had the same expression, he added: "The five boys in my family are very naughty. I usually beat them often. I have a sense of proportion."
Jiang Feng:...
For some reason, he suddenly felt sympathy for Jiang Jianguo.据他亲爹江建康所说，老爷子爱之深责之切，最疼江建国，所以平里揍的最多的也是他。
Qi Zhongkai:? ? ?
"Let's not talk about this anymore. Maybe he has run away now. When did you arrive? Later I will take you to the master's tomb to burn incense for him." Qi Zhongkai tried to change the subject.
"I got off the train in the morning and went to Jubao Tower to find no one there. When I asked, I found out there was a competition here, so I came over." Jiang Weiguo said.
Qi Zhongkai was surprised: "Then how did you get in? I remember there was someone blocking it outside, and no one else could enter."
Jiang Weiguo:......
He couldn't say that he climbed over the wall unprepared and the security guards outside were still looking for him.
"Just came in." Jiang Weiguo said.
Qi Zhongkai:? ? ?
His instinct told him that Jiang Weiguo was lying.
"Where are the others?" Jiang Weiguo quickly changed the subject.
"They are all with Mr. Fan and Mr. Chen. The two of them and Master Hu are the judges of this final." Qi Zhongkai said. He was about to lead Jiang Weiguo to the place with the best view when he stopped.
His eyes changed.
Jiang Weiguo's expression also changed and he stared at the arena.
Jiang Feng also turned around suddenly.
Sun Maocai’s Pigeon Tunyan is out of the question.
Uncover.
A big-bellied squab was lying quietly in the cup. The three judges Qi Zhongkai just mentioned walked to the cooking table, and Jiang Feng hurried over.
Cut open the belly of the pigeon with a knife, and you will see the crystal clear bird's nest hidden in the soft pigeon meat. The bird's nest is full of soup, white and charming, without a trace of impurities. The soup is also clear and translucent, exuding the unique fragrance of pigeons.
Sun Guanyun's Pigeon Tunyan was still on the steamer, but others had already walked up to Sun Maocai and looked at Sun Maocai's Pigeon Tunyan.
After the three judges tasted the pigeon swallow made by Sun Maocai, they all showed expressions of wonder. The three judges looked at Sun Guanyun with a hint of embarrassment and helplessness.
They know Sun Guanyun's level. Even if he performs exceptionally well, he still can't make a more delicious pigeon swallow than Sun Maocai.
The outcome of this game is already certain.
"Can I have a taste?" Sun Guanyun said the first sentence he heard since Jiang Feng entered this memory.
"Guanyun, hey." One of the judges wanted to say something, but hesitated.
Sun Guanyun took a bite.
Just one bite.
"I lost."
Sun Guanyun put down his spoon, ignored his portion of the pigeon swallow, and left.
No one dared to follow him, everyone just watched him leave. Jiang Feng followed him and smiled when he saw 46-year-old Sun Guanyun walking.
Two lines of tears burst out from his eyes.
Jiang Feng was shrouded in a thick fog. In the thick fog, he could still hear Sun Guanyun's murmur that seemed sad and happy.
"I lost."
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