Chapter 691 The Stone on the Chest
Taifeng Tower remains the same as when Jiang Feng came last time. The vase with a small corner knocked off the base is still in its original place. The flowers in the vase have been changed from the daisies that Jiang Feng recognized to the ones that he doesn't recognize but look like roses. Unknown flower. Wang Xiulian was not sitting behind the cashier. Behind the cashier stood a familiar young and beautiful waiter whose name Jiang Feng could not name. She was very dedicated - she was not using her mobile phone before the evening business started.
"Little boss, Manager Wang went out just now. Do you need me to call her for you?" the waiter said quickly after seeing Jiang Feng.
"No, I'll come back and deliver some tofu." Jiang Feng raised the plastic bag in his hand and left after saying that.
waiter:? ? ?
Jiang Feng approached the kitchen with tofu and found that the two old men were there. Jiang Weiguo had also put on a chef uniform and was chopping vegetables, right next to Jiang Jiankang.
The old man has not done this kind of work for a long time. When using the healthy wok, the old man would only cook but not cut.
Jiang Weiming knew Jiang Wengwei and Zhang Weiyu were cutting meat on the side. Zhang Weiyu was now a very qualified meat-cutting chef.
Zhang Guanghang seemed to be adjusting the sauce, and he was holding a small spoon to taste the sauce with his brows furrowed. Wu Minqi was selecting dried chili peppers, brothers Dong Shi and Dong Li were pickling fish, Master Wang was chopping stuffing, and everyone else was also Doing his own thing.
Jiang Feng stood at the door holding tofu as if he was delivering food.
"Brother Feng, why are you here today?" Sang Ming was the first to discover Jiang Feng.
The two old men raised their heads and glanced at Jiang Feng before continuing to do their own things. Zhang Guanghang nodded slightly from Jiang Feng, and most of the others did the same. Only Wu Minqi put down the dried chili she had just selected and walked towards Jiang Feng.
"Let me bring you some tofu." Jiang Feng said, handing the tofu to Sang Ming.
Sang Ming took the tofu and looked inside curiously: "Brother Feng, how do you make these tofu."
"Eat it." Jiang Feng said, and Wu Minqi walked up to him.
"Fengfeng, why are you here?" Wu Minqi smiled and glanced at the side, "Let's go out and talk."
Jiang Feng nodded, left the kitchen with Wu Minqi, and found two random chairs to sit down.
"Fengfeng, you look much better today than you did some time ago." Wu Minqi said with a smile.
"Huh?"
"You look like you have something on your mind these days. When you get home every day, you take a shower and go to your room. You never hear me talking to you. You are totally absent-minded."
"It's the same when I'm eating in the morning. I always get distracted. If I hadn't reminded you, sometimes you could drink a bowl of porridge for half an hour."
"Ah, I..." Jiang Feng didn't expect that he would be so anxious during this time.
"Actually, it's not just me, Aunt Wang and the others also noticed it. I knew you didn't care. Didn't you find that the breakfast these days is different from before?" Wu Minqi was a little helpless.
Jiang Feng looked confused: "Isn't it just pancakes? Pancakes with soy milk, I remember it is the same these days."
"Fengfeng, have you seen me pancakes these days? Or do you think I can pancakes?" Wu Minqi doesn't know how to pancakes. "Grandma Jiang has baked the pancakes for breakfast these days and brought them to you. Didn't you eat them?" ?”
Jiang Feng thought about it carefully. Thinking about it this way, it seems that the taste of the cake is very similar to that baked by Grandma Jiang. No, it should be said that it is baked by Grandma Jiang.
Why didn't he eat it?
"We all know that you are anxious because of recent events. In fact, we are all anxious too. Things in the restaurant business cannot be solved by one person. We all think that it is more important for you and Master Peng to learn cooking, and we don't want these things to affect Because of you, Aunt Wang and Grandpa Jiang have banned everyone from talking about customers and business in the WeChat group, just because they don’t want you to be affected.”
Jiang Feng suddenly realized that no wonder the work group had been so lifeless recently.
"Originally, I was a little worried about your behavior before. Aunt Wang and Uncle Jiang were still discussing whether to let Brother Cheng take you to see a psychiatrist. I feel relieved when you look like you now. I didn't dare to talk to you before. You speak." Wu Minqi's words were full of relaxation and joy, and she was obviously really happy.
For no reason, Jiang Feng felt that anxious feeling coming back.
It was stronger than before, as if there was a huge boulder weighing a thousand pounds pressing on the chest, a ball of airtight cotton blocking the trachea, and a small ball bouncing at high speed wreaking havoc in the brain.
Jiang Feng felt so uncomfortable that he almost wanted to shout.
He could control his expression, but not his breathing.
Jiang Feng took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. He felt that the big stone in his chest loosened a little, but it pressed back up again within a few seconds.
Unprecedented anxiety.
Even he didn't know what caused the anxiety.
Jiang Feng really wanted to tell Wu Minqi that the reason why he was anxious was not because he was worried about the store's business. Maybe he was worried, but he was definitely not that worried, and he was not worried to the point of difficulty breathing.
But he couldn't say it, and he didn't want to say it, because even he himself didn't know why he was like this.
Everyone is waiting for him, and even worried about him. He doesn't want Wu Minqi and the others to worry about something that even he can't explain clearly.
"Fengfeng, what's wrong with you?" Wu Minqi noticed that something was wrong with Jiang Feng.
"It's nothing." Jiang Feng stood up, "I just feel a little tight in my chest. Maybe it's just too stuffy today. I'll go for a walk outside."
"By the way, I will go back very early tonight. Master Peng asked me to have a rest today. I made an appointment with Wang Hao for barbecue. Do you want me to buy anything from the supermarket? I bought it today and took it back with me."
"Ah." Wu Minqi hadn't figured out why Jiang Feng felt chest tightness even though it was not a hot day today, so she was led away by Jiang Feng, "The mops at home need to be replaced, and we need to buy some more dishcloths, and we also need to wash them. "Jing, by the way, there are also hangers. If you can carry them, buy more paper towels. There are always not enough napkins." Wu Minqi said.
"Yeah." Jiang Feng said he took note of it.
"Fengfeng, how do you feel now? Is your chest still tight?" Wu Minqi asked.
"Much better, just stand up and you'll be fine." Jiang Feng said.
"Then please pay attention to your health and don't drink too much beer at night. You may be tired from not having any rest recently. If you can, ask Master Peng for two days off. I and others will switch shifts to accompany you for a walk."
"Don't worry." Jiang Feng smiled at Wu Minqi, "No, it may be because the store is not breathable. Look, the windows are not open."
"Is this like this?" Wu Minqi still felt something was wrong. She felt something was wrong with Jiang Feng.
"I'm leaving first, don't tire yourself out."
"Yeah." Wu Minqi nodded.
Jiang Feng left Taifeng Tower.
He felt the stone in his chest sink a little heavier.
Something was not quite right, even he himself felt that something was not quite right. (End of chapter)