Before going out in the morning, Jiang Jiankang and Jiang Feng agreed to meet at the parking station, and after separating from Wu Minqi, Jiang Feng walked towards the parking station, and saw the familiar seven-seater business car at the door of the parking lot, Jiang Jiankang waved at him excitedly from the driver's seat.

Open the door and get in the car, Jiang Feng sat silently in the last row.

"Smash, what are you competing in the top four! Who are you competing against?" Jiang Jiankang swelled unprecedentedly after watching today's game, and even felt that his own smashing could win the championship.

"Wu Minqi, play freely, you can't cook the dishes you have made before. Jiang Feng said, "I haven't figured out what to do yet." ”

"There's not much chance of winning. Jiang Weiming has one thing to say.

"It's not a win. Jiang Wei said, but he rarely encouraged Jiang Feng, "Go all out, and lose without regrets." ”

Jiang Feng nodded solemnly, thought about it, organized the language, and roughly said about Xia Muqi.

Both old men were silent.

After a long time, Jiang Weiming sighed: "I didn't expect that he was still there." ”

"The two of us are not as good as him. Jiang Wei said, looking back at Jiang Feng, "Do you want to reopen Taifeng Building?"

"I ......" Jiang Feng was halfway through his words, but he was stuck.

Of course he wanted to reopen.

It is Xia Muqi's lifelong persistence, the regrets and dreams of the two old men, Jiang Huiqin's youth and childhood, and the thoughts and memories of Li Mingyi's deceased wife.

It is the obsession of several generations of the Jiang family.

But re-operating a restaurant that has been abandoned for more than half a century is not just a matter of thinking.

"I think. Jiang Feng said.

From the time he accepted the Taifeng Building transferred by Li Mingyi, this was his responsibility.

It is his obligation, but also his mission.

"Just open it when you want. Jiang Weiguo looked pleased, "Do a good job, don't let me and your third grandfather down." ”

Just now when Jiang Feng told him about Xia Muqi, he suddenly thought about it. They are all a lot of old men, Xia Muqi stubbornly refused to go in front of the ghost gate, and he and Jiang Weiming didn't step into the ghost gate with half a foot. They have lost too much over the years, have had too many regrets, at this age, there is nothing to lose, just because they are afraid to reopen Taifeng Building, there is no meaning.

This era no longer belongs to him, the future belongs to his children and grandchildren, rather than looking ahead and procrastinating, it is better to let go of his hands and feet.

Jiang Jiankang sent the two old men downstairs to Jiang Jianguo, and Jiang Feng took the opportunity to sit in the second row.

Downstairs, Jiang Weiming said to Jiang Weiguo with a smile: "Figured it out?"

"Figured it out. "Jiang Wei National Road.

"Just figure it out, children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren, Xiaofeng is a good boy, we do what we can, and the future will be handed over to them. Jiang Weiming patted Jiang Weiguo on the shoulder and went upstairs with him.

On the other side, as soon as Jiang Feng sat in the second row, Wang Xiulian, who had been silent, opened her mouth and asked, "Smash, you and Qiqi really don't win?"

"Basically, there is no chance of winning. "Jiang Feng told the truth, if Wu Minqi was not allowed to cook Sichuan food, Jiang Feng would win. But they can't cook porridge when they do what they are good at, and the gap between his Wu Minqi is there, unless Wu Minqi seriously overturns, and Sun Jikai's mentality collapses like before, otherwise Jiang Feng basically has no chance of winning.

"Hey, I thought you were in the finals, and I set up a sign in front of the store to advertise. Wang Xiulian, a business genius, looked disappointed.

"Qiqi is also in our store, isn't it the same effect for her to advertise her in the finals?" Jiang Jiankang asked.

"Yes. Wang Xiulian figured it out instantly, "It's okay, I'll smash you to compare, in case I win." ”

Then Wang Xiulian and Jiang Jiankang talked about the purchase, Wang Xiulian severely criticized a poultry supplier for being caught in public and quibbling in turn, and discussed with Jiang Jiankang to change suppliers, talking non-stop along the way, Jiang Feng was stunned and couldn't insert a word.

The car stopped at the door of the healthy wok, Jiang Feng walked back to the dormitory by himself, the game ended early today, and the time was not too late, so he didn't have to climb the balcony to go back to the dormitory, he could enter from the main gate in front of the dormitory manager.

Wang Hao just ran back from the night and was taking a bath in the toilet, since he made good progress in the last meal with the goddess, he paid more attention to his figure, he had to run in the morning in the morning, and he ran at night in the evening. I believe that I will be reborn as a human being in the near future, get rid of single dogs and return to couple dogs.

Spring has arrived, and it's the season of love again.

Wang Hao was taking a bath in the toilet, and Jiang Feng sat directly on the chair without any scruples, opened the attribute panel to check the existing recipes, and saw if he could find any inspiration to decide on the dishes for the semi-finals.

Ravioli. No, not to mention that it is unpalatable, the heart-rending crying of Jiang Jiankang and Wang Xiulan last time is still echoing in Jiang Feng's ears, if everyone on the judge bench hugs their heads and cries, it will be okay.

Clear soup willow leaf swallow vegetables (pseudo) can be made, but even if it is improved, it is only a D-grade dish, and the foundation is there, and it is a dead end to compare this with Wu Minqi in the semi-finals.

There are not a few dishes in the recipe column, Li Hongzhang's chowder is actually a good choice, but Jiang Feng has never practiced it, and secondly, the buff of this dish is similar to the wonton. Serve it and each person tastes it, and the judges cry in the chair, that picture is quite touching when you think about it, but the score you get is estimated to be even more emotional.

After all of them were screened, only the shredded yam and chopped pepper fish head were suitable.

Chopped pepper fish head is a B-grade dish, and the game shows that it is still slightly higher than the player's cooking level, so you may be able to succeed if you challenge it. But the problem now is that Jiang Feng doesn't know how to cook spicy dishes.

Because he doesn't eat spicy, Jiang Feng usually makes very few spicy dishes, and the limit is the simple stir-fry of chili stir-fried meat and chili scrambled eggs. Even though he had seen how to make the fish head with pepper many times and was familiar with each step, he was confident that he would be able to get started with the dish quickly, but it was still not very secure.

After struggling for a moment, Jiang Feng still chose the yam of silk drawing.

This dog food dish, a dish that a single dog chef doesn't even give a buff to, exudes deep malice towards single dogs from beginning to end.

Jiang Huiqin's cooking of this dish is C-grade, because she can't sink sugar on the bottom of the oil, so she can only fire two pots at the same time, but Jiang Feng can sink sugar on the bottom of the oil, and he is confident that he can do better than Jiang Huiqin.

Ever since he failed to make Zhang Zhiyun's chicken last time, it showed a C-grade, and combined with the game's explanation of Zuo Zongtang's chowder, Jiang Feng has always had an idea in his heart waiting to be put into practice.

If it goes well, I'll be able to confirm my guess tomorrow morning.

The rating of the dish given by the game is its upper limit or its passing line.

The sound of water in the toilet stopped, Jiang Feng turned off the attribute panel, went to find clothes to prepare for a bath, and waited for Wang Hao to come out of the toilet.

"Brother Feng, how is today's game? Have you advanced?" Wang Hao came out of the toilet with a bucket of clothes.

"Didn't you watch?" Jiang Feng was a little surprised, Wang Haoke has always been a loyal viewer of the live broadcast of the master chef.

"I went to the library with me tonight. Wang Hao's face was sweet.

"Oh. ”

Jiang Feng indifferently took his clothes and walked into the toilet.

Wang Hao took the mobile phone and said sweet words to the Zhenzhen on the other end, the expression on his face was so beautiful that he was bubbling, and the air was filled with the sour smell of love.

"Brother Feng, you won't understand if you haven't been in love. Wang Hao didn't forget to mend the knife.

Jiang Feng suddenly remembered that when he was a freshman, he was young and ignorant and saw someone on the school confession wall asking what it was like to be the only one in a dormitory where you were in love, and at that time he naively thought that the comments under the confession wall were displayed in chronological order, so he casually replied I know what it is like to be single in a dormitory. Who knows, the confession wall is limited to display friend comments.

The next day, the whole class knew that Jiang Feng was the only single dog in their dormitory.

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sad。