Chapter 753 This is really a ghost
After taking the tea leaves from Sun Maocai, Jiang Feng felt uncomfortable all over and couldn't put them anywhere. Put it in the entrance hall to prevent thieves from breaking into the house at night and take it at a glance. Put it on the coffee table to prevent thieves from breaking into the house at night and take it easily. Put it solemnly in the cupboard to hide it to avoid thieves from coming into the house at night. When thieves rummaged through the cabinets and found it to be valuable, they took it directly. , in short, I am afraid that there will be a burglar in my house at night.
Jiang Feng wanted to sleep with these two cans of tea in his arms.
Although he is also a man who has seen the world and still owes Professor Li hundreds of millions in exchange, it stands to reason that he would not be so worried about a mere two or three hundred thousand tea leaves.
But that's just theory.
Jiang Feng is essentially a pauper who doesn't even have enough private money to buy tea, but has to go to his own capitalist mother for money.
Don't ask him how the boss behind the dignified Tai Feng Tower could be so poor. The question is that it is too expensive to support an apprentice.
Jiang Feng was so worried that he couldn't sleep well all night. He got up the next day and went straight to the gift wrapping shop he had frequented before after breakfast. In fact, this store is not a gift wrapping store, it just has this business. Zhang Guanghang recommended it to Jiang Feng. Jiang Feng usually comes to this store to buy small gifts for Wu Minqi - hats, lipsticks and other gadgets. Ask the store clerk to repackage.
A 20-yuan hat can pack a 2,000-yuan feel.
Of course, Jiang Feng could swear that he never bought Wu Minqi a 20-yuan hat. He only bought Wu Minqi a UNIQLO-branded T-shirt with a 39-yuan discount—he bought one for everyone in the kitchen at Tai Feng House.
The boss's concern for his employees is usually so unpretentious.
Since Jiang Feng had to skip work in the evening to have a big meal, all the pure meat wontons were sold at noon. The whole lobby burst into tears and some new diners were stunned. In the past, three bowls of wontons could only make a dozen people cry at most, but now it can make thirty people cry at one time. Naturally, the power is not the same.
At six o'clock in the afternoon, Jiang Feng, Wu Minqi, Ji Xia and Sun Maocai set off from Taifeng Tower to Yonghe Residence.
Ji Xia was very excited when she heard that she could go to a banquet. Jiang Feng thought that she might have automatically turned this banquet into a wedding banquet in the countryside. Jiang Feng didn't waste much time explaining to Ji Xia. Anyway, he was taking her there to gain experience, so she could just eat when the time came.
Sun Maocai borrowed Zhang Guanghang's Bentley and had a smooth journey. When he arrived at the underground parking lot near Yongheju, he happened to run into Han Guishan's family of three who were driving a Land Rover. Jiang Feng hadn't seen Han Youxin in more than a year. Although Han Youxin came to Tai Feng Tower for dinner many times this year, Jiang Feng had never seen him once.
Children grow up quickly, especially primary school students of Han Youxin's age. They grow up like bamboo shoots and can't be pressed down. In just one year, the little radish has grown into a big radish, and has lost a lot of weight. He is no longer as chubby as before, and his eyes are big.
"Boss Han, what a coincidence." Jiang Feng said with a smile, and nodded to Wang Jing and Han Youxin.
Wang Jing also smiled and nodded to Jiang Feng. Han Youxin hesitated for a moment, but finally took a step forward and said hello to Jiang Feng, brother.
"I've grown a lot taller after not seeing you for a year. I almost didn't recognize him." Jiang Feng said with a smile.
"Children grow up fast." Wang Jing agreed with a smile.
The two groups of people who met walked towards Yongheju together, and Han Youxin walked slowly and fell behind. Han Guishan had done enough homework in the past two days and knew that he was lucky to have this meal today. He had been looking forward to it for two full days and had no intention of working. Now I felt like I could smell the aroma of vegetables before I even arrived at Yonghe Residence. I forgot all about my son and walked away very fast. If Wang Jing hadn't still remembered my son, I would have been afraid that Han Youxin would have been left in the parking lot to look for the police uncle.
Wang Jing held Han Youxin's hand and shook her head helplessly. She felt that her husband was not a good eater before. When he was a businessman and had eaten in many good restaurants when he was young, he never saw him like this. In the past two years, I don't know why I started to get closer to Xu Cheng. Apart from going to work every day, I just think about what to eat. It's really confusing.
Jiang Feng also walked behind. Seeing that Han Youxin had been secretly looking at him, he smiled and said, "Han Youxin, do you still remember me?"
"Remember." Han Youxin said loudly, mustering up his courage, "Brother Jiang Feng, the vegetable dumplings you made are really terrible!"
Jiang Feng:...
Wu Minqi: Pfft.
Wang Jing gently hit Han Youxin on the head: "Youxin, why are you talking? It's rude!"
"But the chickpea pudding you made is delicious." Han Youxin added, his eyes brightened a lot, "Brother Jiang Feng, please stop making vegetable dumplings and make chickpea pudding. I will definitely eat it every day!"
Jiang Feng:...
You can't tell me this, you have to tell your dad. No one except your dad orders pickled vegetable dumplings now.
Jiang Feng could only smile and say: "Then next time you come to Tai Feng Tower to eat chickpeas."
Because he wasted up time by talking to Han Youxin, when Jiang Feng arrived, everyone was basically there, including all the family members he could bring.
There are four people on Jiang Feng's side, and Han Guishan's family of three. Xu Cheng and Zhou Shi have no one to take with them. Tao Shu probably came alone because he was too embarrassed to bring his family members. Lu Sheng brought his parents, wife, and two children. There are also 17 people in Peng Changping.
Everyone works hard, and if everyone eats more, they should be able to finish the twenty-seven dishes. After all, Boss Han can support two people, and he can support three people when necessary.
Jiang Feng counted and found that there were eighteen sets of bowls and chopsticks on the table.
Who is the other one?
Peng Changping should still be busy in the kitchen. There are two empty seats on the left of Zhou Shi, and on the right is Tao Shu, who has a reserved face and looks like a husky that has strayed into a pack of wolves. The positions of Jiang Feng and the four of them are Han Guishan's family of three and Lu Sheng's family of six. middle.
Jiang Feng thought for a while and sat next to Lu Sheng.
Lu Sheng was persuading his eldest daughter, who was still in high school, to abandon literature and pursue science. His younger son, who was in elementary school and looked about the same age as Han Youxin, was also listening with a confused look on his face.
"Boss Lu." Jiang Feng called in a low voice to interrupt Lu Sheng's tirade. Lu Sheng's eldest daughter gave Jiang Feng a grateful look and pulled her brother away.
"Huh?" Lu Sheng turned his head and didn't notice that his daughter had already left in a flash.
"Who is the other person?" Jiang Feng asked curiously.
"There's another one?" Lu Sheng was still immersed in his thoughts about studying literature and science, and it suddenly dawned on him after he finished speaking, "It's Master Peng's friend."
"Yesterday, we counted the number of people and found that only seventeen people were unlucky, so Master Peng called a friend and asked a friend to add eighteen people, which was auspicious," said Lu Sheng.
"Master Peng still has friends in China." Jiang Feng was a little surprised. He had never seen any of Peng Changping's old friends when he was studying cooking in Yonghe Ju. Peng Changping usually had afternoon tea with those who always stayed at Yonghe Ju. The old man drinks tea.
"I didn't know before. It might be the nephew of a certain friend. I was not here when Master Peng called. He told me last night to prepare bowls and chopsticks for eighteen people." Lu Sheng said.
Jiang Feng nodded to express his understanding and began to chat with Lu Sheng about things in the restaurant.
Not many people know about Chef Arnold's escape, but it is obvious to everyone that the top-floor restaurant has been experiencing poor sales during this period. The sales of the top-floor restaurant are not good, but the sales of other restaurants have increased accordingly, especially Babaozhai and Taifenglou. Ling Guangzhao has started sending red envelopes in the WeChat group again, which shows that the business has indeed picked up.
Jiang Feng was chatting with Lu Sheng when the box suddenly became quiet. Jiang Feng looked up and saw that Tao Shu had a ghostly expression on his face, and his whole body was shaking at a rate visible to the naked eye.
Zhou Shi next to Tao Shu looked confused.
Then Jiang Feng discovered that Han Guishan and Xu Cheng also had the same expressions as if they had seen a ghost. Jiang Feng was about to ask who you saw with this expression. When he was about to talk to Lu Sheng, he realized that Lu Sheng also had the same look on his face. expression.
Everyone is looking at the same place.
Jiang Feng finally realized that they might have really seen a ghost.
Jiang Feng turned his head.
He also looked like he had seen a ghost.
This is really crazy.
Jiang Feng thought to himself.
There is a strong man at the door.
The strong man was none other than Chef Arnold, who everyone thought had run away.
Jiang Feng turned to look at Lu Sheng with difficulty: "Friend?"
Lu Sheng showed a smile that was uglier than crying: "How did I know..."
"Master Peng is so..."
"It's all about gathering people!" (End of Chapter)