Sun Maocai asked some more information about Sun Guanyun's two sons, Boss He didn't know much about Sun Guanyun's situation, so he could only say some basic things, and the time passed while eating and chatting.

Jiang Feng took advantage of their chat to try his range of motion, this time his range of motion was quite large, and he could walk as far as half a meter from the kitchen door.

Just when Jiang Feng was wandering around Sun Maocai, watching what the other table guests were eating, the door of the back kitchen suddenly opened.

A little diced radish sneaked out of the back kitchen.

"Master Sun, look, that is Boss Sun's grandson. Boss He pointed to Sun Jikai.

Sun Maocai looked at Sun Jikai, and Jiang Feng also looked at Sun Jikai. Before Jiang Feng could see Sun Jikai's face clearly, he felt that he couldn't see anything in front of him.

Jiang Feng: ?

It was as if he had been hit by something suddenly, but for a moment, the darkness faded and the light reappeared, Jiang Feng stumbled to the ground, struggling to get up from the ground, and when he looked up, he found that there was actually a door in front of him.

If you look closely, it is the door of the back kitchen of the Treasure Building.

Just when Jiang Feng was still in a trance, he heard Sun Maocai's voice.

"One serving of baked lobster, one serving of noodles, and one serving of hibiscus soup. ”

Jiang Feng followed the voice and looked behind him, and found that Sun Maocai was sitting on a chair handing the menu to the waiter.

Sun Maocai's clothes have changed, from a formal suit to ordinary clothes, Boss He is gone, still in the treasure building, and the seat has changed from a good position in the middle to a bad position closest to the back kitchen door.

Sun Maocai sat alone in a chair, waiting for the food to be served like an ordinary diner.

Jiang Feng instantly understood what had happened, this was still Sun Maocai's memory, but the time period had changed.

This only happened to him when he first looked at Jiang Huiqin's memory, and he never encountered a similar situation again.

Sun Maocai seemed to be in a good mood, staring at the door of the back kitchen with his head tilted, and from time to time he looked at the watch on his wrist as if to confirm the time, and his fingers rhythmically tapped the melody of what seemed to be a song on the table.

The door opened.

A small diced radish slipped out of the back kitchen.

What a familiar scene, Jiang Feng had seen almost the same scene a few minutes ago.

This time, Jiang Feng could clearly see Sun Jikai's face, Sun Jikai at this time looked only four or five years old, and his small face looked a little fleshy.

His hair was shaved very short, he was dressed in dark, dirt-resistant clothes, his sleeves were stained like sauce, and the word lazy was written all over his round face.

I saw Sun Jikai come out of the back kitchen in a flash, and directly bumped into Sun Maocai, who was closest to him.

Sun Jikai glanced at Sun Maocai with some fear, and when he saw that he was not angry at all, he showed a flattering smile at him.

Sun Changping happened to be on the side, and when he saw this scene, he hurriedly stepped forward and picked up Sun Jikai, and did not forget to apologize to Sun Maocai: "This gentleman, I'm sorry, this is my son, he sometimes likes to run around the store, are you okay?"

"It's okay, it's better for the children to be lively. Sun Maocai smiled and said, "Manager Sun, your son is so cute, I just don't know how old he is?"

Sun Changping put Sun Jikai down: "I will be 5 years old in the second half of the year, and I will go to primary school soon." ”

After speaking, Sun Changping led Sun Jikai to the front desk, and said as he walked: "Why did you run out again, did you eat lunch?"

"Eat, grandpa is busy outside. Dad, I want to eat sugar. Sun Jikai said loudly.

"Didn't you eat sugar this morning? Your mother said that you should eat less sugar now, and if you eat too much, you will have a toothache, and you will not even be able to eat the food cooked by your grandfather. ”

"Dad, what is Worm Fang?"

"Worm teeth are that you eat too much sugar, and the insects smell the sugar and crawl to your teeth to bite you!" Sun Changping began to intimidate his son.

Hearing the conversation between the father and son, Jiang Feng couldn't help but smile at his aunt.

When he turned his head, he found that Sun Maocai had the same smile on his face.

Just when Jiang Feng was about to sneak into the back kitchen to see if he could see Sun Guanyun cooking, his eyes were dark again, and he found that he was still in the same place, and Sun Maocai was also sitting in his old seat, but the clothes on his body had changed.

Jiang Feng: ?

Series?

The door opened, and a small radish board that was still round but seemed to be taller than just now, Sun Jikai slipped out of the back kitchen.

This time, Sun Jikai didn't bump into Sun Maocai, but he smiled at him as if he knew Sun Maocai, and then rushed in the direction of his father.

Jiang Feng's eyes darkened.

Jiang Feng: ???

What the hell? What kind of memories are these? Are the memories of the masters so different?

Jiang Feng was ready to see the little radish version of Sun Jikai slipping out of the back kitchen for the fourth time, but this time his eyes seemed to be black for a long time, and Jiang Feng waited for more than ten seconds and didn't come back in vain.

Jiang Feng: ?

Cassette?

Crash?

System reboot?

Then he saw the light.

It's not the kind of light you see when you open your eyes, it's the kind of light that suddenly turns on in the night. A white point of light suddenly appeared in the air, dazzling in the darkness.

Jiang Feng watched as this white point of light gradually spread, spreading into a line, folding into a snake, and finally forming 4 big characters.

To be continued.

Jiang Feng: ???

？？？

Then he was kicked out of memory.

Jiang Feng: ......

Jiang Feng sat on the bed, quietly doubting life.

What did he just see in his memory?

He didn't seem to see anything except eating a shocking melon, only saw Sun Jikai constantly slipping out of the back kitchen, again and again, just like filming ng has to keep repeating it.

Sure enough, there are no good goods when they are cheap, and there are two memories for one task, which are either inferior goods or water injection.

Jiang Feng clicked on the attribute panel and began to rummage through the recipes, he wanted to see what kind of dish this strange memory could give him.

Jiang Feng flipped through the recipe column from beginning to end, but did not find the newly added recipes.

Jiang Feng: ?

Jiang Feng rummaged again, but still couldn't find a new recipe.

Jiang Feng: ???

He wanted to call and ask Sun Maocai why his memory didn't give the recipe.

Unfortunately, he couldn't and didn't dare.

The most important thing is that he does not have Sun Maocai's phone number.

You can't call Sun Maocai, but Jiang Feng can call Sun Jikai. If Sun Mao was inexplicably acting as the male lead in that memory just now, Sun Jikai would definitely be a well-deserved cameo as the second male friend.

Jiang Feng dialed Sun Jikai's phone.

Teacher Jiang couldn't wait to walk into the kitchen of Jubaolou and scolded classmate Sun who couldn't learn how to thicken the eight treasure chestnut pigeons.

"Hey. Sun Jikai answered in seconds.

"Hey, Sun Jikai, I just want to ask when we will meet tomorrow morning? Determine the time tonight, and I will go directly to your treasure building tomorrow morning to find you." Jiang Feng said.

"Huh?" Sun Jikai was still a little confused.

For Jiang Feng, he now has the memory of watching an inexplicable bad movie with a rating of less than three points, mixed feelings, grief and anger, and wants to scold the director and actors without thinking about anything, so he made such a phone call that is okay but unnecessary.

But for Sun Jikai, he was still eating at the same table with Jiang Feng half an hour ago, and two hours ago he was practicing the thickening of the Eight Treasure Chestnut Pigeon under Jiang Feng's guidance. It was only half an hour's work, and Mr. Jiang worked tirelessly to confirm the next teaching time, and this kind of dedication and dedication moved Sun to tears.

Mr. Sun remembered that Mr. Jiang seemed to have a good habit of lying in bed, and said, "It's not too late, after ten o'clock." ”

"Ten o'clock is too late, I can't stay here for a few days, hurry up, or I'll set it at 7 o'clock tomorrow morning, and I'll see you in Jubaolou then." Jiang Feng hung up the phone without saying anything, went to the table and began to recall how the old man scolded him when he taught him, and copied the wonderful words for tomorrow.

Sun Jikai, who was hung up: ......

Sun Jikai had mixed feelings for a while, and even the corners of his eyes were a little moist.

Although he has a good relationship with Jiang Feng, he has always had a sense of secretly competing with Jiang Feng, although they are friends, they are also competitors of the same age.

Maybe Jiang Feng didn't know about it, but at least Sun Jikai thought so.

He sometimes fantasizes about thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, don't bully the young and poor, Jubaolou regains its former glory with his efforts, Jiang Feng, Wu Minqi, Zhang Guanghang, these people who are recognized as having better cooking skills than him were defeated by him one by one.

But now, Sun Jikai doesn't think so at all.

Jiang Feng was his friend, a true friend.

Friends are meant to help, not to beat.

"Ding, congratulations to the player for obtaining the achievement: truly turning enemies into friends, and obtaining the achievement reward [A Memory of Sun Jikai]. ”

Jiang Feng: ?

Did Boss Sun make up something in his brain just now that shouldn't be made up?