The Game of Life-Chapter 719 - 718: Welcome to Taifeng Building
Chapter 719: Chapter 718: Welcome to Taifeng Building
After Jiang Feng left the realm of memory, the TV continued to show a public legal education program, but he could no longer remember the plot and had completely forgotten what was broadcasted before.
Turning down the volume of the TV, Jiang Feng opened his attributes panel to check the new recipes he had acquired.
As expected, another entry in Cao Guixiang’s recipe section was lit up.
Cao Guixiang (6/9)
[Ten Thousand Fortune Meat (Imitation) A-level]
Creator: Cao Guixiang
Recipe Details: This is a simplified version of Ten Thousand Fortune Meat that requires extremely high knifework but falls somewhat short in flavor. Due to the limitations of production conditions, the dish loses some of its luster, but its merits still shine through. The creator, using his excellent culinary skills, was able to produce a superb dish under rudimentary conditions, turning it into a beacon of light guiding Zhang Chu through dark and challenging times, which he found unforgettable. The smaller the meat is cut and the more sparingly the ingredients are used, the better the taste will be.
Daily production limit (0/10)
Jiang Feng: ???
What kind of miserly buff is this???
Using less material for better flavor—all the restaurant owners across the nation would probably burst into laughter if they saw this buff.
Jiang Feng pondered carefully; when Cao Guixiang was making this simplified version of Ten Thousand Fortune Meat, she had already significantly reduced the ingredients, omitting side dishes and using bone broth made by rapidly boiling pure pork bones for just over an hour. The meat was cut into small pieces, and thankfully, the only saving grace was that the seasoning was relatively complete and no key ingredients were missing.
In such circumstances, if one pursued the buff by relentlessly cutting down on ingredients, the final product would probably taste so bad that it would exceed most people’s imagination.
The more Jiang Feng thought about it, the more he found this dish interesting. Using fewer ingredients can improve the flavor, but if the reduction is done incorrectly, it’s bound to be a disaster. If it wasn’t for the lack of fresh pork belly at home, Jiang Feng would have probably tried making it right away.
Glancing at the legal education program on TV, Jiang Feng turned off the television, ready to take a bath and go to sleep.
By the time Jiang Feng woke up the next day, Wu Minqi had already returned to normal.
Not only had she recovered, but she had also made breakfast as usual—spicy dumplings.
For some reason, Jiang Feng felt that this morning’s dumplings were particularly spicy.
Wu Minqi prepared breakfast every day as she wanted to practice her control over the level of spiciness. Jiang Feng had a lower tolerance for spicy food, and he could detect even a slight increase in the spice level. When eating, he found it a bit too spicy and initially wanted to ask Wu Minqi why today’s dumplings were extra spicy, but then he thought that perhaps it was because the spicy dumplings were supposed to have that much ingredient—after all, Wu Minqi had never made dumplings before.
So he just quietly sniffled, discreetly wiped away the tear that the first unexpectedly spicy mouthful had caused, and pretended nothing happened while finishing the bowl of dumplings.
Despite being a bit too spicy, they were actually quite delicious. They left him feeling refreshed and energized without overwhelming him like the spicy hotpot and Sichuan-style spicy rabbit head from before; Jiang Feng felt he could handle the heat level of these dumplings.
“Fengfeng, were the dumplings a bit too spicy this morning?” Wu Minqi asked.
“They were fine,” Jiang Feng replied. “The first bite caught me off guard, but after that, it was tolerable. They were quite flavorful, and I’ve sweated a bit, makes me feel a lot more refreshed.”
Wu Minqi nodded thoughtfully.
As they went downstairs, Jiang Feng and Wu Minqi happened to run into Qiu Fu, who was holding a bottle of skim milk and drinking from it as he walked. Jiang Feng and Qiu Fu weren’t very acquainted, as they had spoken only a few times, but from those few interactions, Jiang Feng could tell that Qiu Fu was a good man, occasionally oddly excitable, so he greeted him warmly.
“Master Qiu, you’re off to work too, pretty early, huh?” Jiang Feng said with a smile.
Qiu Fu nodded reservedly and smiled back, “Yeah, quite a coincidence, it’s my first day on the job, so I thought I’d go early to familiarize myself with the environment. Actually, I didn’t quite get the hang of the kitchen yesterday.”
“You’ll get the hang of it in a few days, take it slow, no need to rush,” Jiang Feng smiled and said.
Qiu Fu nodded again, took a sip of his milk, and hesitated for a moment before adding, “By the way, I overheard Manager Fan talking about the menu yesterday. I tried a few dishes, and I wonder what to do about the rest of the dishes…”
“You don’t have to worry about that,” Wu Minqi interjected. “Our new chefs start by trying out two signature dishes to assess their skills. We’ve already seen a glimpse of your abilities yesterday, so there’s no problem at all. You were the head chef at Jubao Building; you know that the kitchen staff need to work well together, so for the next few days, your dishes probably won’t make it to the menu. You need to sync up with the other chefs first before settling on the menu. Oh, and our restaurant’s ordering system is quite different from other places, you’ll understand once you see it.”
Qiu Fu kept nodding.
Jiang Feng observed Qiu Fu, finally remembering something he should have thought of earlier.
Eight Treasures Chestnut Fragrant Pigeon.
He still had a side quest about the Eight Treasures Chestnut Fragrant Pigeon lying forgotten in his taskbar for who knows how long, an unattended, weak, pitiful, and helpless quest.
Jiang Feng remembered the task required him to make an Eight Treasures Chestnut Fragrant Pigeon that would amaze Ouyang Yang. He had checked the task again the previous night while looking at the recipes. The main storyline quests were still not released, and there was no progress on the main quest of taking an apprentice. Taking an apprentice is a serious matter and needed to be considered carefully. Picking up Ji Xia was just good luck. Ji Xia was inclined towards ‘white case’ cooking, and before, Jiang Feng was thinking about where to find a ‘Master White Chef’, who could teach Ji Xia. Fortunately, now Ji Xia could fumble through by herself, and Jiang Jianguo could provide some guidance. If necessary, they could directly call Zheng Da to temporarily pitch in with a video tutorial, so things weren’t too delayed.
But Ji Xia was talented and learned quickly. Jiang Feng felt that in at most a year, Jiang Jianguo wouldn’t be able to teach her anymore. Having Sir teach was unrealistic, mainly because Sir had been out of touch with ‘white case’ for many years and couldn’t teach much.
Finding an outstanding Master White Chef for Xiaxia was indeed a headache.
Jiang Feng felt that if he were to take on an apprentice, it should at least be a Red Chef. As a double grandmaster in both seasoning and fire control, it would be embarrassing if he couldn’t even take on a Red Chef apprentice.
Aside from the main task of taking on an apprentice and the side task of the Eight Treasures Chestnut Fragrant Pigeon, there were now only two hidden tasks left in the task bar. One was [Da Hua’s Wish], which could be completed by simply allowing Da Hua to continue its enviable life, living in a courtyard house in the Second Ring, with Ji Xia responsible for cooking the pork, air conditioning, snacks to eat, and Chen Suhua taking it out for a walk in the alleys every day—a life beyond the wildest dreams of an ordinary office drone—just dying naturally. The other was the most difficult task Jiang Feng had encountered since being chosen by the game—[37 Letters].
These 37 letters were now kept in the preservation box, which Jiang Feng had placed into his inventory, and they were very well-preserved. He had copied and read the contents of the letters, but to be honest, some of the content was so deep that Jiang Feng couldn’t fully understand it.
The letters, to call them recipes would be a stretch; they were more like family letters, all written by Jiang Huiqin to Jiang Chengde, interspersed with her excitement about new dishes and cooking methods. Jiang Huiqin’s own cooking skills were limited, and many of the dishes she had only tasted, then described their appearance and flavor. She didn’t even know how to make them and was hoping to reproduce them through descriptions from others, which was an extremely difficult task. Due to the difference in times, or possibly the siblings’ usual way of speaking, some expressions were completely incomprehensible to Jiang Feng, and others were very vague. Jiang Chengde might understand, but Jiang Feng could not.
Jiang Feng had completely given up on this task before.
Even now, as he was approaching the level of a triple grandmaster, he still did not believe this task could be completed. He found it difficult enough to recreate a single dish, let alone ten.
So now, the task most suited for completion was [Substitute]. (Make an Eight Treasures Chestnut Fragrant Pigeon that would amaze Ouyang Yang)
Jiang Feng was certain that with his current level of culinary skill, combined with Qiu Fu’s many years of experience making tens of thousands of Eight Treasures Chestnut Fragrant Pigeons, they would definitely surpass Sun Guanyun’s version and substitute it.
Previously, when his knifework and fire control had not yet reached the grandmaster level, even helping out with thickening the sauce at FJ caused a sensation among the regular customers of Jubao Building. Now that Qiu Fu had joined Taifeng Building directly, this side task was as good as done.
The only problem now was that Ouyang Yang hadn’t been to Taifeng Building to eat for several months.
He was from Guangdong Province, had moved to FJ in his childhood, and settled there for many years. Coming to Beiping was only for official business or to visit friends, so he was very selective about choosing restaurants, only picking his absolute favorites.
Taifeng Building was once barely one of his favorites.
Now the top-floor restaurant is his favorite.
Without him coming, Jiang Feng certainly couldn’t have someone tie him up and force the Eight Treasures Chestnut Fragrant Pigeon into his mouth.
If he really did that, it would be someone else’s turn to see him on the legal affairs channel.
Jiang Feng fell into deep thought.
Qiu Fu: ?
He had felt since earlier that Jiang Feng had something to say to him, so he kept waiting for Jiang Feng to speak up.
Now he had finished a bottle of skim milk, but Jiang Feng seemed to have spaced out instead.
Wu Minqi patted Jiang Feng.
Jiang Feng then came back to his senses.
“Master Qiu, I’m sorry, sometimes Jiang Feng just gets like this, thinking so deeply he zones out,” explained Wu Minqi.
Qiu Fu nodded in understanding.
“Oh, sorry, I was just about to discuss something with Master Qiu, but I got carried away thinking and forgot to speak,” Jiang Feng realized, “Master Qiu, would you be willing to make Eight Treasures Chestnut Fragrant Pigeon at Taifeng Building?”
Qiu Fu hesitated. The Eight Treasures Chestnut Fragrant Pigeon was a signature dish of Jubao Building in the past. Although he knew the real mastery was with the current heir of Taifeng Building before him, and even the designated heir of Jubao Building had now come to Taifeng Building, the idea of making the Eight Treasures Chestnut Fragrant Pigeon the way he did at Jubao Building still made him hesitant.
“I should… have no problem,” Qiu Fu hesitated but eventually agreed.
Jubao Building no longer specialized in dining, and he hadn’t mastered the essence of the Eight Treasures Chestnut Fragrant Pigeon, so it really didn’t matter to anyone; what was he making a fuss for?
“That’s wonderful, the Eight Treasures Chestnut Fragrant Pigeon is all yours then. I’ll handle the thickening. Once you and Sun Jikai have learned how to thicken, I’ll step back from the Eight Treasures Chestnut Fragrant Pigeon,” Jiang Feng said joyfully, having been looking for such an excellent person to take over this job.
“Uh, I… learn to thicken?” Qiu Fu was shocked; he suspected he was hallucinating.
“Yes, with your wealth of experience and having made the dish for so many years, I believe you’ll learn quickly. If you master it first, you’ll have to teach Sun Jikai since I’ll be very busy and might not have much time,” Jiang Feng said.
“Ah… oh… sure… no problem,” Qiu Fu was floored.
He looked at Jiang Feng’s smile as if he saw ten words.
Hanging in the air, they were glaringly conspicuous.
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Welcome to Taifeng Building, Master Qiu.
