Since killing Yang Li's chicken, Jiang Feng was surprised to find that the loyalty of the employees in the lobby had actually increased a little, especially that Qi Rou, whose loyalty jumped directly from 66 to 79, so fast that Jiang Feng even wondered if she had any deep hatred with Yang Li.

The opening of Taifeng Building did not cause much repercussions among ordinary people in Beiping, but it caused an uproar in the food world, mainly because of Ji Xue's tiled altar carved chicken. In just one day, the amount of a week was booked out, and the people who didn't get it were all beating their chests and hating their slow response, and even with a senior membership card, they also did a lot, Wang Xiulian counted the turnover every day with a smile, and the operation of the restaurant was normal.

Xia Muqi fulfilled the greatest wish in his life, and on the first night of moving back to Fenyuan, not only Zhang Guanghang, but even Jiang Feng and the others were a little worried that he would be relieved because of his last breath and drove west.

Fortunately, what they were worried about did not happen, Xia Muqi was in a very good state, and even had the spirit to scold people, according to the nurse, he was calling and scolding people early in the morning, and it was not clear who was scolding, but he could hear it through the door, and he was full of anger.

can still have the interest to call and scold people, it seems that the state is really good.

During the lunch break, when Zhang Guanghang and Jiang Feng talked about this, Jiang Feng was stupid.

For a moment, Jiang Feng thought of the old man.

"It seems... Mr. Xia's spirit is really good!" Jiang Feng didn't know what words to use to describe it.

Today is the third day of opening, and business is not bad compared to the previous two days. The reporters invited at the time of the opening, the fast online editors were all sent out, and the recommended positions of a certain group and a certain review were also bought with money, and the advertising effect was good, attracting a lot of new customers.

As for whether or not those guests can stay, it depends on the ability of Taifeng Building.

Judging from the increase in the number of ordinary membership cards in the past few days, the number of customers is still good.

"My master's temper is like this, he has a straight temper, he doesn't give anyone face, he has a knife mouth and a tofu heart, he doesn't talk to others, he doesn't like people, he doesn't like people, and he is not happy to please others. Zhang Guanghang said with a smile.

"The same is true for you?" Jiang Feng asked curiously.

He and Xia Muqi have not had much contact, and they have a few faces, but Xia Muqi's attitude towards him can also be called cordial, not like the old man with an eccentric temper in Zhang Guanghang and others.

"Master is different for you. Zhang Guanghangdao, as if he remembered something, "Taifeng Building is also his memory, you are also his memory, memories are always very good, aren't they?"

"That's right. Jiang Feng nodded in agreement.

Today, Sun Jikai is on leave, and it is said that he is going to move. He had been living in a hotel before, and he was going to move to a rented house today, and the most coincidental thing was that the rented house was in the same neighborhood as the house rented by the Jiang family, and he might be able to commute to work together in the future.

Jiang Feng was about to discuss with Zhang Guanghang about their going to Fenyuan to see Xia Muqi tonight, when Xia Muran's nurse called.

The chat ended, and Zhang Guanghang answered the phone first.

The nurse spoke loudly, and Jiang Feng could hear what the nurse said as soon as he sat next to Zhang Guanghang.

"Mr. Zhang, Mr. Xia asked you to come over now. The nurse said loudly on the other end of the phone.

"My master, what's wrong with him?" Zhang Guanghang suddenly became a little nervous.

"Mr. Xia is fine, I was still on the phone when I came out of the room just now, just to ask you to come over now, it seems that two lawyers came in the morning, and I don't know what the specific thing is. "The nurse said.

"Okay, I'll go over now. Zhang Guanghang hung up the phone.

"You go over first, if there are more things going on, you don't have to come at night, we just take your menu off the shelves." Jiang Feng said.

Zhang Guanghang nodded, took his mobile phone and left.

Ji Yue was sitting at a table not far from them, admiring Zhang Guanghang's face up close while drawing, and seeing that Zhang Guanghang had actually left in a hurry, he put down the brush in his hand and walked towards Jiang Feng.

"Why did Zhang Guanghang leave, he only worked half a day today?" asked Ji Yue.

"Mr. Xia has something to look for him, he went to Fenyuan first. Jiang Feng noticed Ji Yue drawing next to him and asked, "Why don't you use a pen tablet?"

"It's not a manuscript, it's a cartoon from Tai Fung Lou. Ji Yue said, "I showed you it before, I remember that this idea was proposed by Zhang Guanghang." I went to search, and there are really restaurants abroad that do this to promote, and the cartoons drawn are quite good, and some restaurants actually have peripherals and mascots. I don't take a sketch off this month, so I just mess with it. ”

Jiang Feng didn't expect Ji Yue to be concerned about this matter, and he also cared: "How is it, do you have a clue?"

Ji Yue shook her head, just like when she was rushing to write before.

"No, I don't know what to draw, I don't know what style to draw, the main thing is that I haven't drawn a comic and can't come up with a plot, so I just draw casually, maybe one day I can come up with a great plot. Ji Yue began to dream as she spoke, "Then the comics I drew became popular, and they were favored by the publishing house, swept the world, earned tens of millions of dollars a year, became a beautiful cartoonist, married a rich and handsome, and walked to the pinnacle of life!"

Jiang Feng: ......

Ji Yue's dreaming characteristics are really suitable for being a cartoonist.

"What kind of plot do you want, do you need me to think about it with you?" Jiang Feng asked.

"Forget it, Wang Hao and I think it's pretty much the same together. I don't know what the plot is, but it has to be related to Taifeng Building! This restaurant in your house is handed down from the Republic of China, is there any love story with ups and downs, or a story of power and conspiracy to give me a staff officer?" Ji Yue's eyes lit up, "Taifeng Building has been open for so many years, there must be some stories, right?

Jiang Feng was stunned.

Ji Yue looked at Jiang Feng's expression and suddenly became excited, and said, "Did you think of something?"

"I thought of something, but it's not the story of Tai Fung House. Jiang Feng said.

"What's that?"

"It's a story about the dish. ”

"Dish?" Ji Yue thought for a while, "We are a restaurant to promote comics, and there seems to be nothing wrong with the drawing of the dish, but what kind of story can the dish have? I don't know how to cook, let me draw the comic of you cooking or learning to cook, I guess no one will read it." ”

Ji Yue didn't tell a lie, she worked in a healthy stir-fry restaurant for almost a year, and only learned to eat and recognize ingredients, the theoretical Mount Everest and the practical Tarim Basin.

"I'm not sure if I can draw a comic, but I'll tell you the story of the bowl of wontons I made that you said were so unpalatable that you would cry when you ate them. Jiang Feng recalled the memories of Jiang Huiqin and Li Mingyi that he had seen at the beginning, and organized the language.

"My aunt and grandmother are called Jiang Huiqin......"