Chapter 131: People Are Not as Good as Pigs (For the Alliance's Leader of the Horse Lord!)

After the epiphany realized that he actually liked cooking, Jiang Feng was like a master, just like a master who has not loosened up in a certain realm in a martial arts novel, and in a fantasy novel, he has cultivated to a master who has been in a full state of mind but has no choice but to enter the world to practice, as soon as the heart demon is broken, the realm will naturally loosen, and the subsequent breakthrough will become easy and natural.

All of the above are Jiang Feng's fantasies.

The bigwigs in other people's novels are all in a state of mind that is not worthy of their own strength, Jiang Feng is not worthy of his own strength at most, and he was only 66 points last semester, and his ideological consciousness is not high.

But his level of dreaming is high, he had a dream of a night of weird and strange male protagonist fighting monsters and upgrading streams, and when he woke up, he was even a little unsatisfied, sitting on the bed and reminiscing about the fact that he had just punched Beiping Zhang Guanghang in a dream, stepping on Wu Minqi in Shudi, and it was only five minutes away from finally reaching the top.

Hey, wake up early!

Jiang Feng sighed deeply.

"Brother Feng, what are you sighing for?" Wang Hao recently fell in love with a beautiful single elementary school girl from the Department of Foreign Languages, who got up early every day and ran diligently, and was inspired to return to the well-proportioned body of the freshman year to get rid of the ranks of single dogs.

"I dreamed that I was going to win the championship. Jiang Feng said.

"Dreams are all reversed. ”

“......”

Is it that your fat tiger is floating, or is my husband unable to hold a knife?

After a simple wash, Jiang Feng went to the store to help, and now the healthy stir-fry restaurant has launched the business of Texas grilled chicken, and the corresponding workload has also increased greatly.

When Jiang Feng arrived, Jiang Jiankang was already busy, using his newly bought knives, when he was dealing with chickens, he was full of energy, Wang Xiulian crackled outside and pressed the calculator, calculating how much more money she could make every day, and she was smiling.

"Xiao Feng, go cut the carrots. Jiang Jiankang assigned work.

"Hey!"

From early in the morning to one o'clock at noon before lunch, after lunch is everyone's pleasant salted fish time, Ji Yue has been addicted to a domineering president who fell in love with me in the past few days and can't extricate himself, must watch it at noon every day, with the plot sometimes moved, sometimes nymphomaniac, sometimes nymphomaniac, sometimes nymphomaniac, sometimes nymphomaniac......

The recent plot is all nymphomaniac.

"Oh my God, this is too sweet!" Ji Yue made a nymphomaniac voice.

Jiang Feng: ......

Where is it sweet for the two people to get drenched with an umbrella like this, and in the last episode, the male protagonist turned over and jumped down from a height of four or five meters, and he could still maintain a super handsome posture and land, where is the plot of this kind of sand sculpture sweet.

That's right, he's also watching it, and he watched the twelfth episode with Ji Yue.

The taste of this brainless sand sculpture drama is so damn sweet.

The male protagonist and the female protagonist have already hugged each other, and the next step is to tilt their heads and kiss their faces, and at this critical moment, Jiang Feng's phone rang.

"Pause, pause. Jiang Feng said busily.

"Hurry up. Ji Yue pressed the pause button.

"Hey, hello, is it Mr. Jiang Feng? I am the staff of the Good Taste Cooking Competition, congratulations on your promotion to the second round of the qualifiers, the second round of the competition will be held on the 23rd, that is, the day after tomorrow at 9 o'clock in the morning, the address is Shanshui Square, please arrive before half past eight, if the overtime is regarded as a waiver, if the admission card is lost, you can contact us at any time. Do you have any more questions?" asked the staff girl sweetly.

"Nope. ”

"Okay, if you have any questions about the competition these days, you can always contact us, our phone will be answered 24 hours a day. ”

"Okay, thanks. ”

"Have a great day. ”

Jiang Feng hung up the phone, and Ji Yue asked, "The organizer called?"

"Well, let me go to the game the day after tomorrow, hurry up, resume playing, my grandfather is coming at half past two, and I won't be able to finish watching this episode later. Jiang Feng said.

Dozens of seconds later, the male and female protagonists kissed affectionately, BGM sounded, the slow motion was elongated, and all kinds of special effects of soft light filters and beautification were suddenly turned on.

"Oh my God, it's so sweet!" Ji Yue sighed.

Jiang Feng squinted at Ji Yue.

What's this, single dogs just love nymphomaniac.

In the next second, the heroine lowered her head shyly and quietly took the male protagonist's hand, and the sour smell of love seemed to overflow from the screen.

Jiang Feng: ......

Damn, I really want a girlfriend like that.

Jiang Feng successfully finished reading the latest update before the old man came, and obediently went to the back kitchen to practice after being stuffed with a mouth full of dog food.

At five o'clock, someone ordered an order by phone, and the big order of more than 1,000 was a little far away to take the subway back and forth for more than half an hour, and the buyer was willing to add additional delivery fees. Only Wang Hao and Wang Xiulian were a little too busy in front, and Jiang Feng, as the chef with the lowest status and the worst cooking skills in the back kitchen, was assigned to help outside.

Jiang Feng's business is very rusty after not serving dishes for a long time, and he can't wait to take the initiative to wipe the table with a rag, and after wiping himself, he can also wipe the table next door by the way, such a harmonious relationship between customers and merchants is rare nowadays.

Jiang Feng was surprised to see a person, Guo Mengting.

She was carrying a little girl with a cartoon bag, presumably her daughter, with two little pigtails and holding her hand tightly.

"Say hello to your uncle, wait for this uncle to cook for you." Guo Mengting said.

"Hello brother, brother, I want to eat pine nut corn and sweet and sour pork ribs. The little girl said.

"Hey!" Jiang Feng suddenly felt comfortable, and went to the kitchen to place an order with a smile.

Such a smart, sensible, intelligent, obedient, beautiful, sensible, and well-eyed child, Jiang Feng not only told Jiang Jiankang to fry well and not float, but also poured her a small cup of milk tea.

As soon as I went out, I heard Guo Mengting say to her daughter: "Today is your father's business trip, we just came out to eat, this restaurant is opened by a friend my mother knows, it is very clean and hygienic, so you can come to eat, the roadside stall next to the school will have a stomachache and diarrhea if you eat too much, you can't go to eat secretly behind this mother's back, you know? ”

The little girl nodded solemnly.

"Mom, Dad won't be back until tomorrow, and I want to come here tomorrow to eat. The little girl's voice was milky.

.“ Then you have to listen to your mother, who enrolled you in a composition tutoring class and an Olympiad tutoring class on Sunday, where there are many children who are the same age as you, and you can meet new people, as long as you go to class obediently, your mother will bring you here to eat tomorrow night. Guo Mengting said.

The little girl nodded.

Jiang Feng: ......

Kid, you don't even know what you've lost for a meal.

......

More than a day passed in a blink of an eye, and on the evening of the 22nd, Wang Hao's make-up exam results finally came out, 45, retake.

Wang Hao posted a string of crying faces in the space, circle of friends, and Weibo to show his grief.

It is said that Professor Li will teach "Signals and Systems" next year.

Jiang Feng originally wanted to comfort his poor roommate, but when he looked at the post bar, he found that "My Roommate Who Took the Pig's Feet Script" was still updated an hour ago.

The plot has progressed to the point that Pig's Feet made a great deal of power in the audition arena and made golden tomato scrambled eggs, and the rich second-generation public judges burst into tears when they ate it, and they wanted to recognize Pig's Feet as the big brother on the spot, and the son of the high-level of the organizer in the same scene regarded him as a fierce rival and had planned to get rid of him in the dark. The plot climaxes repeatedly, and the next group of people who brushed 666 urged the landlord to update it quickly, and there were even small websites to advertise and ask the landlord if he had any intention of moving this article to their website.

Jiang Feng: ......

Wang Hao should have gone to a school with a major in choreography and directing, and what did he do when he came to a science and engineering college to study physics.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Wang Hao, who came back from running at night, pushed open the door of the dormitory with a sad face, sweating profusely, and his tone was miserable, like resentment and admiration, like crying: "Brother Feng, I'm so miserable, I will retake it next semester or Professor Li will teach me, why is my life so bitter!"

Jiang Feng looked at him with a smile on his face.

"If I'm not mistaken, you updated this post half an hour after you posted it on Moments, right?"

Wang Hao: "......"

The window is not closed, the door is open again, the air is circulating, although it is now spring, the night is still a little cool, a cold wind blows, Wang Hao shivered.

"Oops, it's so cold, I'm going to take a shower first, and then there's no hot water. Wang Hao quickly changed the subject.

"It's impossible to coat a scrambled egg with tomatoes, and it's impossible for tomatoes to turn golden, where did you get the metaphysical tomato scrambled eggs. Jiang Feng said.

"Ahh Wang Hao said, took his clothes and went to take a bath.

Jiang Feng: ......

I recently read a food novel with a man as popular as a pig.

Or a pig that died in chapter forty-three.

:)