Chapter 461 Reading a Magazine (4000 words)
January 1st, New Year’s Day.
Jiang Feng got up early and planned to make a bowl of egg noodles for Wu Minqi and go out early to buy the "Zhiwei" on sale at the newsstand today. Unexpectedly, Wu Minqi also got up and prepared to cook millet porridge for him.
The two met in the bathroom. Wu Minqi was a little shocked when she saw Jiang Feng, because Jiang Feng didn't get up early very often, maybe only once a month.
On Christmas Eve, Jiang Feng had already gotten up early, but he was woken up by a phone call from Comrade Wang Xiulian. There was an event in the store that day, and she wanted to recruit a young man but didn't want to pay overtime, so Jiang Feng, a cheap labor force, was captured.
Catch one get one free, Christmas Eve fell on the weekend and Wang Hao didn't have to go to work, so Jiang Feng captured Wang Hao and made him a young man.
New Year's Day is a legal holiday, and Jiang Feng plans to wait until after 8 o'clock to call and arrest Wang Hao... No, he invites him to come and have two working meals at Tai Feng House with everyone.
After all, there are never enough manpower during holidays. Wang Hao himself is very happy to come to Tai Feng Tower to be a young man, and often takes the initiative to ask for help.
Whenever he has no ideas and cannot write copy, he will find a weekend to work as a box attendant in the box of Tai Fung House for a whole day. When he returns on the second day, he will be able to write an excellent advertising copy with his creative ideas and publish it on the second day. Received praise from the leader for 3 days.
Now Wang Hao is no longer what he used to be, and he has become an excellent box attendant. Able to answer all kinds of strange questions from guests skillfully and politely, pretending to be deaf or mute when necessary.
For some reason, Jiang Feng's friends all seemed to have the potential to be waiters. Jiang Feng thought he could try inviting Chen Xiuxiu to come to Peking to have a staff meal at their Tai Feng Building next time.
Maybe as you eat, you will discover what career is truly suitable for you.
Jiang Feng was having random thoughts in his mind. Wu Minqi was at the end of her skin care routine and was applying facial cream.
"Fengfeng, you can come and wash your face." Wu Minqi turned sideways and signaled to Jiang Feng that the sink was free.
"Qiqi, I just remembered that there seems to be some leftover fried noodles in the refrigerator from yesterday. Do you want me to make fried noodles for you this morning?" Jiang Feng asked.
Wu Minqi paused while applying facial cream and sighed imperceptibly.
Sure enough, Jiang Feng didn't notice that she had gained weight again last month.
Although Jiang Feng didn't notice it, Wu Minqi felt that she could no longer sit back and ignore it.
Since falling in love with Jiang Feng, Wu Minqi's weight has been increasing in just over half a year. Sometimes it rises as a linear function, sometimes it rises as a quadratic function, and sometimes it rises as an exponential function. Wu Minqi's weight gain chart over the past six months can definitely form a very complex compound function question.
She didn't want to take a bite of fried noodles, a high-carbohydrate staple food.
"Fengfeng, why don't we go out to eat." Wu Minqi suggested.
"Eating out?" Jiang Feng was stunned.
There are two chefs at home, a Sichuan chef and a Shandong chef, and now they actually want to go out for breakfast. This suggestion sounds simply...
Seems like a pretty good idea.
Jiang Feng remembered the colorful breakfast when he was a normal college student in University A: fried cakes, eggs, fried dough sticks, siomai, sesame balls, steamed buns, soup noodles, stir-fried noodles, wontons, steamed cakes, various sauce cakes and pies. With various porridges that sometimes taste bad and sometimes delicious, as well as some foods that he can't remember at the moment, he can still taste the same at a good price for most of half a month.
The most famous thing in the cafeteria of University A is the breakfast. The most famous breakfast is the white sugar cake, which is soft but not tough. It feels smooth and tastes even smoother. If you taste it carefully, you can taste the fragrance of osmanthus.
However, most of the students who ate the white sugar puff pastry chewed it in a few or two bites and hurried to class, unable to notice the fine details of the cafeteria masters in making the puff pastry.
When Jiang Feng thought of the white sugar cakes in the freshman cafeteria of A, Jiang Feng felt that the idea of going out for breakfast was a great idea.
Although the fat cakes sold in the newly opened breakfast shop downstairs are not as good as those in the freshman cafeteria of A, they are still pretty good. He and Wu Minqi could go to the breakfast shop downstairs to buy two steamed cakes, and then go to the breakfast shop where Grandma Jiang often went to eat jiaohuan and bean juice to buy two pancakes and fruit. Zhiwei magazine.
Perfect!
Jiang Feng was very satisfied with his plan this morning.
"Qiqi, why don't we go downstairs this morning to buy hair cakes, and then go next door to the store where my grandma often goes to buy pancakes and fruits." Jiang Feng suggested.
"Pancakes and fruit?" Wu Minqi looked confused, "I can just eat fat cakes."
Wu Minqi finished applying facial cream and was about to apply barrier cream. Seeing that Jiang Feng had basically completed the twenty-second brushing technique, she suddenly remembered something: "By the way, is the breakfast shop that Grandma Jiang often goes to the one that sells soy juice?"
Jiang Feng was gargling and unable to speak, so he nodded.
"Then let's go drink bean juice. I haven't drank soy juice since I came to Peiping!" Wu Minqi suggested.
Jiang Feng swallowed the mouthwash.
As we all know, bean juice is a magical food produced by using mung beans as raw material, filtering the starch and fermenting the remaining residue.
Those who love it think it has a unique flavor, while those who don't think it is just swill.
Jiang Feng thought for a while and said, "I'll go next door to buy pancakes and fruit."
I am very determined that I don’t want to drink soy juice.
Wu Minqi nodded in agreement.
Even though she said she was going to drink bean juice and eat charcoal rings, Wu Minqi still acted honestly and bought a steamed cake downstairs for emergencies, keeping this steamed cake as her last escape route.
Wu Minqi had never been to that breakfast shop, so Jiang Feng led the way. As Jiang Feng walked on the road, he kept thinking about "Zhiwei" which was released today.
Whenever Jiang Feng thinks that "Zhiwei", which he has been thinking about for several days, is waiting for him to buy it at the newsstand, but he has to eat pancakes and fruits first before pampering "Zhiwei", he feels like a scumbag who has changed his mind.
After thinking about it, Jiang Feng decided to take a detour to the newsstand and buy Zhiwei before eating pancakes.
Thanks to boss Xu Cheng's deep pockets, even if the sales volume of "Zhiwei" is not high, it can be distributed nationwide. Especially in big cities like Beiping, you can buy "Zhiwei" wherever there is a newsstand. You can even buy "Zhiwei" that has not been sold out in the past few years.
Jiang Feng heard that "Zhiwei" magazine had lost money and made money, so the bookstore and newsstand owners would be subsidized if they purchased it. It was limited to 5 copies. Not only did the first 5 copies cost you nothing, the magazine would also give you a subsidy.
It is said that the reason for this strange behavior is that Xu Cheng wanted "Zhiwei" magazine to be spread in various cities in the country.
A poor guy like Jiang Feng wouldn't understand the boss's cards.
So under normal circumstances, newsstand owners don't mind letting five unsold magazines gather dust in their newsstands.
Jiang Feng wanted to buy the "Zhiwei" magazine before, so he happened to pass by a newsstand and tentatively asked the boss if he had any "Zhiwei" magazine. The boss was very pleased and took out all the magazines that had not been sold out in the past few years, which made Jiang Feng suspect that he was actually browsing a used bookstore.
Boss Xu Cheng's wealthy and willful behavior greatly facilitated Jiang Feng's purchase of magazines.
"Qiqi, I remembered that there is a newsstand here. How about we take a detour and buy "Zhiwei" first, and then buy pancakes, fruit and bean juice?" Jiang Feng suggested because Wu Minqi didn't know the way.
"Okay." Wu Minqi had no objection.
Jiang Feng took Wu Minqi around for almost 10 minutes and finally arrived at the newsstand.
The newsstand owner was playing with his mobile phone boredly with a bun in his mouth, which was very inconsistent with the stereotype of a newsstand owner who is always reading newspapers.
"Would you like corn or grilled sausage?" the newsstand owner saw the two young people coming, took a bite of the buns in his mouth and put them into the bowl, and asked.
Jiang Feng:...
Business is really hard to do now. Look, what life has done to a newsstand owner.
"Boss, do you have the newly released "Zhiwei"?" Jiang Feng asked.
"Yes, you wait." The boss lowered his head to get the book for Jiang Feng and muttered: "It's really strange. Normally, this magazine can't be sold no matter what, but today, three copies of the magazine that I just bought in this morning have been sold. .”
"28 yuan, put the code on the right and scan it for yourself." The boss threw the "Zhiwei" magazine in front of Jiang Feng.
The thickened version of "Zhiwei" magazine is as thick as two ordinary travel magazines, and it is in full color. It only costs 28 yuan.
It's nice to have money.
Jiang Feng felt that if he had money, he would never think of such a method.
Brand new magazine, the outer packaging has not been removed. The cover is exactly the same as the picture released by the magazine before, but Jiang Feng always feels that the paper magazine cover that can be touched in his hand is more beautiful, more three-dimensional and more realistic than the high-definition picture seen on the mobile phone.
This is real, real Zhiwei magazine.
The cover is also real, a real Tai Fung House.
The photographers of "Zhiwei" magazine are very skilled. They took pictures of Tai Feng Building, which has been renovated and even the exterior has been completely renewed. It looks antique and has a sense of history and age.
Traditional crafts always pay attention to seniority and prayers. The greater the origin of the ancestors, the longer the crafts have been passed down, the more prestigious they will be.
Just like Wu's Restaurant, people who don't know the details may think it's okay to eat there, but as long as others tell you that this restaurant was passed down from the Song Dynasty. Diners will think, oh, it was passed down from the Song Dynasty, it’s awesome, it has a sense of age, and it has a long history.
Even the food in my mouth has the flavor of the Song Dynasty.
Let’s talk about Tai Feng Restaurant. Because it is newly opened among the many old restaurants in Peiping, it seems to be very small and young. It seems that it is not qualified to rank seniority.
But as soon as Jiang Feng started to brag to others that this restaurant was handed down from their ancestors, it was already there in the Qing Dynasty. His ancestors were also imperial chefs, and there was a signboard to prove it. The value of Tai Feng Restaurant suddenly changed, and it instantly became a brotherhood to old restaurants like Peking.
Jiang Feng believed that Xu Cheng, who liked the word count of water so much, would definitely add all the details about the history of Tai Feng Tower that he told him and use many adjectives in the article.
Jiang Feng eagerly opened the outer packaging and prepared to open the magazine.
Then Wu Minqi took the magazine away from him.
"Okay, stop looking. It won't take more than an hour and a half. I see you're in a hurry. Go eat your food first and let's go." Wu Minqi motioned to Jiang Feng to lead the way.
Jiang Feng could only stare at the magazine in Wu Minqi's hand but couldn't open it. This feeling was like Ji Xia who could only stare at the carbonated drinks in the freezer but couldn't drink it.
The ten-minute journey to the breakfast shop seemed extremely long and difficult.
It was still very early, even though Jiang Feng and Wu Minqi were delayed a lot of time due to the detour, it was only around 7:00 when they arrived. The people sitting drinking bean juice and eating coke rings were basically adults and aunts, with only one or two young people who got up early. people.
There was no empty table, so Wu Minqi went to share a table with an old man, and returned the magazine to Jiang Feng before going.
The pancake and fruit business was booming, and Jiang Feng visually estimated that there were about ten adults queuing up. While waiting in line, Jiang Feng could take the opportunity to read the articles about Tai Feng Tower in "Zhiwei", especially his own article. He needed to read it carefully and highlight the key points for Ji Xia to read again and again.
Jiang Feng stood at the end of the queue holding the magazine. As soon as he opened the first page, he used his peripheral vision to see an old woman in front of him who was also reading the magazine. From the back, he looked like his own grandmother.
No, isn't Comrade Zhao Lanhua illiterate?
If Jiang Feng remembered correctly, his grandma could write one, two, three and his own name. This was what his grandma was forced to learn when she was taken to the literacy class when she was a child.
Grandma Jiang told Jiang Feng many times when he was a child that she was taken to a literacy class to learn how to write. This made Jiang Feng equate literacy classes with prison for a long time.
"Grandma?" Jiang Feng called uncertainly.
Grandma Jiang turned back.
"Oh, it's Xiaofeng, that's great. Grandma happens to be illiterate. Come and help grandma read out what is written in this magazine." Grandma Jiang was so happy that she didn't even wait in line and stood directly at the end of the line. That is, behind Jiang Feng.
Jiang Feng:? ? ?
So what exactly are you looking at?
Picture?
Jiang Feng took the magazine from Grandma Jiang's hand and found that it was also "Zhiwei", and Grandma Jiang also proved that she was illiterate.
She turned to the article from Jubaolou, and it seemed to be about Sun Guanyun's new dish. Jiang Feng didn't look at the specifics, so he glanced at it and quickly flipped through the catalog to find articles related to Taifeng Tower.
Jiang Feng began to read the article at a glance.
"Grandma, which one do you want me to read for you?" Jiang Feng asked.
"Just miss our family." Grandma Jiang said cheerfully.
She had been looking at the pictures for a long time before Jiang Feng came. Fortunately, there were many pictures in "Zhiwei", otherwise Grandma Jiang would really have nothing to see.
"Okay. As we all know, I am not a person who likes sweets. When I was young, I was brave enough to try them. Now that I am older, I generally stay away from sweets that are heavy in sugar. Carved yam is..." Jiang Feng just started to read, and he was Grandma Jiang interrupted.
"That's not it. Isn't there a photo of Wu Yatou in front of me? Read the article about Wu Yatou. I have seen your photos of caramelized yam and Li Hongzhang's chowder. I have eaten them. There is nothing to read about. I cried after eating them. Your Li Hongzhang chowder is really scary, it’s from Miss Wu,” Grandma Jiang said.
Jiang Feng:...
What's scary? Li Hongzhang's medley also contains the touching story of Li Mingyi and Jiang Huiqin, which contains hatred between the country and the family. Grandma, don't you like to watch this type of TV series the most?
Xu Cheng's writing style is so good. He even added a lot of things that Jiang Feng didn't know about to make the whole story fuller. He turned a good food article into a short story.
"Oh, grandma, wait a minute, I'll turn the page." Jiang Feng turned the page forward and saw his Qiqi wearing the work clothes of the kitchen in Tai Feng Building. At first glance, she was posing for a photo with an expressionless face and a very cold look on her face. photo.
The aura of a domineering president came to my face.
The kind where you can be on the cover of a financial magazine just by changing your work clothes into a suit.
"Spicy is something that can..." Jiang Feng began to read Wu Minqi's special article to Grandma Jiang. (End of chapter)