v2 Chapter 116： Daily before the game

On the second day, the first day of the new semester of the Healthy Cooking Restaurant, Jiang Feng almost died in the back kitchen.

Tong Mingming has not yet officially started school, but the business of healthy cooking restaurants is surprisingly hot.

It's not just a meal. From morning till night, the store is full of eager customers, as if everyone didn't eat and drink when they went home during the winter holiday, but hungry for a month.

There are only Wang Hao and Liu Zixuan in the shop, and no one else has returned to school. They are too busy. Jiang Feng shuts down the take-out on the WeChat platform. The A university students who originally wanted a fat house went to the store to pack.

Later, the classmates who waited for the meal really couldn't stand it anymore, and took the initiative to help collect bowls and clean the table, and self-service meal service.

Qijiang Feng came down this day, and was more tired than the ten days of learning to cook.

Qijiang Jiankang was also exhausted, and dinner was made casually. The two old men were pulled by Jiang Jianshe to go shopping for clothes, and it was going to get warmer soon, so they had to buy some new seasonal clothes.

"Brother Feng, I didn't think how delicious the tofu made by your dad was last semester. Today I suddenly found out that this tofu made by your dad is so delicious!" Wang Hao shed tears in his meal, as if this It was his New Year's Eve dinner.

对 "Yes, yes, I also think today's tofu is particularly delicious!" Liu Zixuan echoed, "this eight treasure tofu is more delicious than the one I ate at thirty."

"Will your mother still burn this?" Wang Hao was shocked.

"My mother can't cook rice. My family went to the hotel to eat at the age of thirty." Liu Zixuan said, "but not that I said that Yipinxuan's New Year's Eve dinner was too perfunctory. I felt it was not delicious before."

"I cooked this tofu, not my dad." Jiang Feng said leisurely.

King Wang Hao was shocked, hesitated for a moment, and did not forget to pinch the braised pork, saying, "Brother Feng, you're cooking, you're born!"

"Just like two people!" Liu Zixuan sighed.

Tong Mingming was bragging about him, but Jiang Feng was not happy: "I used to cook, was it so bad?"

“It ’s definitely not bad, but it ’s not particularly delicious. It ’s better than the cafeteria.” Liu Zixuan is very honest. “Feng Ge, you cook is mainly good-looking, and then the ribs are particularly fragrant and made by friends. Time is unique. "

Min Jiangfeng: ...

However, Liu Zixuan did not make a mistake. Jiang Feng is the favorite of the Jiang family to cook dishes. When cooking fresh tomatoes and egg noodles in the dormitory, they must be displayed beautifully, both tomatoes and eggs. There must be a good-looking shape in between.

"Brother Feng, that's not right." Wang Hao suddenly made a thought, scratching his chin with his hands pretending, "I still think you are the person who has the protagonist template in the novel."

"Look, every time you go home, you owe huge sums of money, suddenly learn to dominate the school, your grades are excellent, you go back to your hometown, your cooking progresses, you are about to enter the competition, and you immediately win. There are several unborn men who pass you on, and then the beauty of the incense car is thrown into the arms, the family of the consort is playing with applause, the hidden world martial arts have happened one after another, the global aura has revived, the global crisis has alien invasion ... "

Jiang Feng, who had said a few words in the first few words, still had some imagination, and the more they heard, the more strange it became. Why did this sound like a delicious story, instead it seemed like he had merged all the novels he had read.

"Okay, brother Brother, don't talk about it, why don't you say Brother Feng was bitten by a spider and gained super powers, met Thunderman and Captain of the Flower Planting Country, and then the aliens invaded their groups A combination to defend the world. "Liu Zixuan also started nonsense.

"Why is Thunderman not Maoshan Taoist?" Jiang Jiankang, now cleaning the table, asked suddenly.

Min Jiangfeng: ...

Dad, you're normal, I'm scared.

However, Wang Hao did not mention the system that fell from the sky. It was okay to say that Jiang Feng thought of his **** game, the speed of the network was poor, and the customer service could not be reached. The card bug was a minor problem. Some time ago, it was difficult to update the progress bar to 60%. As a result, I don't know which way the game was drawn. Jiang Feng dropped to 20% on the second day.

Why, the network connection failed, please update the player?

Then the game was updated from 20%, the update speed was slower than before, and it was a bit arbitrary, so Jiang Feng couldn't find the rule at all ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Sometimes it rose by 6% a day, sometimes by 0.3% a day, until now It was over 70%, and the internet speed in the global village was really unstable.

Today, there are many customers in the shop, and there is also a lot of garbage. It is more troublesome to clean up. Both Wang Hao and Liu Zixuan stayed to help clean up. A group of people have been busy until ten o'clock before exhausting back to the dormitory to rest.

Jiang Feng had to go to class two days before the start of the school, so how do you always have a cut meaning? Although his name is currently known to everyone in the physics department.

In the last semester, Professor Li made the final examination of signals and systems as difficult as possible. The results of everyone's examination were a terrible one, with a rate of up to 40%. Jiang Feng didn't feel any difficulty in the cheating exam when the game was open. He took an unnoticed score of more than 90 points, and the second place scored 82 points. Frightened by Jiang Feng, he thought that he had to be low-key this year. Each paper had at least two big questions, to ensure that he would not pass 80.

In the next few days, the business of the healthy cooking restaurant was surprisingly hot, and Wu Minqi, the back chef, was better. The poor handyman with only money is only Jiyue. He is so tired that he doesn't even want to draw the manuscript, and sends out "coo" in the circle of friends every day.

By the way, by the way, Comrade Wang Xiulian finally found out that the salary increase for Jiyue was no longer the 1500 month that squeezed the cheap labor of student workers, but rose to 2000 a month.

With more than 500 a month, Ji Yue can draw a few drafts and mumble twice more.

This hot boom continued until the 9th. A classmate who had not been able to eat healthy cooking restaurants during the winter vacation finally recovered his sanity, recognized his wallet, and returned to the cafeteria.

Strangely, starting from the 9th, Liu Qian never came to the restaurant for dinner.