Jiang Feng shuttled through the crowd, listening to the onlookers talking about some groundless gossip that had no nutrition.

was scurrying around, Jiang Feng stopped.

If he's not mistaken, he seems to have seen a middle-aged old man!

Jiang Feng hurriedly stepped forward, jumped in three or two steps in front of the middle-aged man who was suspected of Jiang Weiguo, looked at it carefully, and made sure that the middle-aged man in front of him who was wearing sunglasses, a cat in the corner, sturdy, and didn't talk to other people, and who might have been invited in for tea a few years ago was Jiang Weiguo.

Jiang Feng looked at the old man's dress, and the more he watched, the happier he became. It's not that he is dressed strangely and funny, there are many people in the crowd of onlookers who are dressed more eccentric than him, and more funny people abound, after all, at this time, anyone who dresses up a little more fashionable looks like killing Matt.

Jiang Weiguo looked like he was wearing sunglasses to cover his face, and he was hiding in the corner, and he had to turn sideways even to look at the kitchen table in the middle, stand on tiptoe, and turn his head. The old man's appearance is obviously avoiding others, not wanting others to see him, and it is best not to recognize him if he sees it.

"I look at this posture, Sun Guanyun is going to lose. The melon-eating crowd around Jiang Weiguo was humane to the side.

"Eighty percent of them are going to lose, he didn't handle the whole pigeon when he was boneless, and the pigeon was not round enough when he sealed it. The bystander chimed in.

The people who ate melons present were either famous gourmets or famous chefs in the industry, all of whom were insiders, and Sun Guanyun and Sun Maocai could see which was better or worse.

"It's a pity, Old Sun's bones are not cold, and Jubaolou is about to change hands. ”

"It's better for Jubaolou to return to Sun Maocai than to fall into the hands of Zhang Kun, a white-eyed wolf with no conscience. A melon-eating crowd with Jiang Weiguo's sunglasses is obviously a person who knows the inside story.

"Hey, where did you buy these sunglasses, and why is the style different from the one I bought last month?"

"Last month's style? Last month's style is outdated, I bought these sunglasses from Wang Liu at the train station, and he got the latest model from Hong Kong City. The melon-eating crowd wearing sunglasses looked proud, even if everyone couldn't see his eyes, they could know that he was very proud.

"What are you talking about sunglasses, you just said Zhang Kun, what is the matter with Zhang Kun in this competition, wasn't he eliminated by Sun Guanyun in the first round?" asked another.

Hearing him ask, everyone looked curiously at the melon-eating crowd wearing sunglasses, and Jiang Weiguo also looked at him unconsciously, pricking up his ears to listen.

"You don't know, this game was ostensibly made by Sun Guanguan who wanted to win Jubaolou, but in fact, Zhang Kun was behind his back, and he was eliminated by Sun Guanyun in the first round. Today, all of Sun Lao's apprentices are here, but Zhang Kun, the senior brother, didn't come, he is stealing chickens and rice, and I don't think he will be able to mix in our area in the future. "The melon-eating crowd wearing sunglasses said.

"What's more, I don't think he wants to mix in the south, we are a chef in a few nearby provinces, who hasn't been instructed by Sun Lao?"

Jiang Weiguo was listening beside him, Jiang Feng couldn't see his expression, but he could feel that Jiang Weiguo was not in a very good mood.

"What about Zhang Kun now?" Jiang Weiguo asked.

"I don't know, who knows, maybe I'm hiding at home or packing up my things and preparing to run. The melon-eating crowd wearing sunglasses said that Jiang Weiguo was interested, "Eh, you also bought these sunglasses from Wang Liu at the train station?"

"I guess so. Jiang Weiguo didn't seem to want to talk to them too much.

"This brother looked at him, which hotel are you from? I don't seem to have seen you a few days ago. Another asked.

"I am a registered disciple of Sun Laoshu, and I just got off the train last night. Jiang Weiguo uncomfortably helped his sunglasses.

"Named disciple?" The others wanted to ask something, but Jiang Weiguo had already turned his head away and didn't want to deal with them.

"How strange is this man?"

"I also think it's weird, since he is a registered disciple of Sun Lao, why is he standing in such a corner. ”

"Could it be that you are here to seek revenge on Zhang Kun?"

"How is it possible, I haven't heard of Zhang Kun's enemies on weekdays. ”

"Knowing people and knowing faces but not knowing their hearts, you look at his usual loyal and honest smile, who would have thought that Sun Lao would do such a degrading thing as soon as he died, maybe he offended people outside, or owed money, or abducted someone else's daughter!"

The melon-eating masses turned into Sherlock Holmes melon-eating masses and Edogawa sunglasses, and began to speculate about Jiang Weiguo's origin.

"What are you talking about?" Qi Zhongkai, Sun Zheran's second apprentice, saw that they were discussing loudly here, and thought something was wrong, so he came over and asked.

"Master Qi, you came just in time, there is someone who said that he is a registered disciple of Sun Lao, come and take a look. The melon-eating crowd wearing sunglasses pointed to Jiang Weiguo.

Qi Zhongkai looked in the direction he was pointing and recognized Jiang Weiguo at a glance.

"Senior Brother Jiang!" Qi Zhongkai looked very happy, he hadn't seen Jiang Weiguo for many years.

Just now, they were still speculating whether Jiang Weiguo was here to seek revenge on Zhang Kun, and the melon-eating masses were suddenly dumbfounded.

Jiang Weiguo was obviously reluctant to make a noise, and dragged Qi Zhongkai to another corner where no one was around.

"When was Master buried?" Jiang Weiguo asked as he took off his sunglasses.

"I was just buried a week ago, and since you are here, you must have known it, and we didn't expect that the master was still alive and bones, and the senior brother would ...... Do this kind of thing. Speaking of Zhang Kun's, Qi Zhongkai's mood suddenly became low.

"Today's game is a loss for Sun Guanyun. "Jiang Wei National Road.

"Yes, the fifth junior brother basically has no chance of winning. The little junior brother said that he would not want the treasure building, and if he won the game, he would leave here and go to Hong Kong City. Qi Zhongkai said, "We're just worried about Guanyun now, and he will drill the horns." ”

"In that case, why compare?" Jiang Weiguo rushed here after receiving the news of Sun Zheran's death, and he didn't know the reason for the game.

"Guanyun and Maocai have been forced to go to Liangshan, Zhang Kun and Sun Guanguan are bent on seeking Jubaolou, even if the two of them are now stealing chickens and rice, and the bamboo basket has been calculated for a long time and has become a joke. But for the sake of Jubaolou's reputation, there is no way to end this game once it starts without deciding a champion. Qi Zhongkai sighed, "It was said that Maocai deliberately released the water, and with Guanyun's proud temperament, he must be even more unbearable." ”

Sun Guanyun's character, Jiang Weiguo knows it very well, back then, Sun Guanyun thought that he looked down on the Sun family because he refused to worship Sun Zheran as a teacher, and he didn't give him a good face for a long time. If Sun Mao deliberately released water in such a game in full view, such a stolen victory would make him even more uncomfortable than killing Sun Guanyun.

"Where is Zhang Kun now?" Jiang Weiguo didn't talk nonsense and went straight to the point.

"I heard that he has been contacting the restaurant in Guangdong Province, but no store is willing to ask him, he may want to run to the port city. Qi Zhongkai said.

"Where is his home?" Jiang Weiguo looked at Lao Tzu and didn't beat him to death.

Qi Zhongkai suddenly became vigilant, and looked at Jiang Weiguo as if he was looking at a teenager who was about to go astray. Although Jiang Weiguo's age is no longer on par with that of teenagers, middle-aged people in their 50s, especially Jiang Weiguo in their 50s, are more terrifying than young and impulsive teenagers.

Ordinary teenagers can't beat Jiang Weiguo, and Jiang Weiguo can fight at least three by himself.

"Senior Brother Jiang, we've been very strict lately, you can't be impulsive. Qi Zhongkai tried in vain to make Jiang Weiguo put down the butcher's knife and turn back.

"I'm measured. Jiang Weiguo said, seeing that Qi Zhongkai still had that expression, he added: "My family's 5 boys are very skinny, I usually fight a lot, I am measured." ”

Jiang Feng: ......

I don't know why, he suddenly felt a little sympathetic to Jiang Jianguo. According to his father Jiang Jiankang, the old man loves him deeply and loves Jiang Jianguo the most, so he beats him the most.

Qi Zhongkai: ???

"Don't talk about that, maybe he's running away by now. When did you arrive? Wait a minute, I'll take you to Master's grave to burn incense for Master. Qi Zhongkai tried in vain to change the subject.

"When I got off the train in the morning, I went to the Treasure Building and found that there was no one, and when I asked, I found out that there was a game here, so I came over. "Jiang Wei National Road.

Qi Zhongkai was strange: "Then how did you get in, I remember that someone stopped me outside, and idle people can't enter." ”

Jiang Weiguo: ......

He can't say that he got in by jumping over the wall, and now the security guards outside are still looking for him.

"And so it came in. "Jiang Wei National Road.

Qi Zhongkai: ???

His instincts told him that Jiang Weiguo was lying.

"What about the others?" Jiang Weiguo quickly changed the subject.

"It's all on Mr. Fan and Mr. Chen's side, and the two of them and Master Hu are the judges of this final. Qi Zhongkai said, just as he was about to lead Jiang Weiguo to the place with the best field of vision, he paused.

His gaze changed.

Jiang Weiguo's expression also changed, staring at the arena.

Jiang Feng also turned his head suddenly.

Sun Maocai's pigeon swallowing swallow is out of the pot.

Uncover the lid.

A pigeon with a big belly was lying quietly in the cup, and the three judges that Qi Zhongkai had just said walked to the kitchen table, and Jiang Feng also hurriedly rushed over.

Cut the pigeon's belly with a knife, the crystal clear bird's nest is hidden in the soft pigeon meat, the bird's nest is full of soup, snow-white and charming, there is a trace of impurities, the soup is also clear and translucent, exuding the unique fragrance of the pigeon.

Sun Guanyun's pigeon swallow swallow is still on the steamer, but others have already walked in front of Sun Maocai and looked at the pigeon swallow swallow made by Sun Maocai.

After the three judges tasted the pigeon swallowing swallow made by Sun Maocai, they all showed a look of amazement, and the three of them looked at Sun Guanyun with a trace of embarrassment and helplessness.

They know Sun Guanyun's level, even if he plays extraordinarily, he can't make a more delicious pigeon swallow than Sun Maocai.

The outcome of this game is already decided.

"Can I taste it?" Sun Guanyun said the first sentence he had heard since Jiang Feng entered this memory.

"Guanyun, hey. "One of the judges wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything.

Sun Guanyun tasted it.

Only one bite.

"I lost. ”

Sun Guanyun put down the spoon, ignored his share of the pigeon swallow swallow that had not yet come out of the pot, and left directly.

No one dared to follow him, everyone just watched him leave. Jiang Feng followed beside him, and when he saw 46-year-old Sun Guanyun walking, he smiled.

Two lines of tears burst out of his eyes.

Jiang Feng was shrouded in a thick fog, and in the thick fog, he could still hear Sun Guanyun's murmur that seemed to be sad and happy.

"I lost. ”

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PS:

I want a commuter pass!!