v3 Chapter 686： Chest stone

The Taifeng Building was the same as when Jiang Feng came last time. The base was knocked out. A small-angled vase was still put in place. The flowers in the vase had been changed from daisies that Jiang Feng knew to unknown but they looked like roses. Unknown flower. Wang Xiulian didn't sit behind the cashier. Behind the cashier stood a familiar young and beautiful waiter who could not be named by Jiang Feng. She was very dedicated. She didn't play the phone before the evening business.

"Little boss, Manager Wang just went out, do you need me to call you to call her?" The waiter hurriedly saw Jiang Feng.

"No, I'll come back and give some tofu." Jiang Feng raised the plastic bag in his hand and left.

Waiter:? ? ?

Jiang Feng approached the cook with tofu and found that the two old men were there. Jiang Weiguo also put on his chef uniform and was cutting vegetables, just beside Jiang Jiankang.

It ’s been a long time since the old man has done this kind of work. In the healthy cooking pot, the old man only burns.

Jiang Weiming knew that Jiang Sanyi and Zhang Weiyu were cutting meat. Zhang Weiyu is now a very qualified chef.

Zhang Guanghang seems to be adjusting the sauce, and is holding a small spoon to taste the sauce, frowning, Wu Minqi is picking dried chili, Dong Shi and Dong Li are pickling fish, Master Wang is chopping the stuffing, and the rest are also Doing his own thing.

Jiang Feng stood at the door with tofu as if he had delivered food.

"Brother Feng, why are you here today?" Sang Ming first discovered Jiang Feng.

The two old men looked up at Jiang Feng and proceeded to do their own thing. Zhang Guanghang nodded slightly from Jiang Feng, and most of the others were the same. Only Wu Minqi put down the dried chili that he had just selected and walked towards Jiang Feng.

"I'll send you some tofu." Jiang Feng said, handing the tofu to Sang Ming.

Sang Ming took the tofu and looked inside curiously: "Brother Feng, how do you get these tofu?"

"Eat," Jiang Feng said, and Wu Minqi came to him.

"Feng Feng, why are you here?" Wu Minqi smiled and glanced to the side, "Let's go out and talk."

Jiang Feng nodded and left the kitchen with Wu Minqi, casually looking for two chairs to sit down.

"Fengfeng, you look much better today than some time ago." Wu Minqi said with a smile.

"what?"

"The whole person looks like you have thoughts during this time. When you go home every day, you take a bath and enter the room. I never talk to you when I talk to you. The whole person is absent-minded."

"It's the same when eating in the morning. If it's not for me, I remind you that sometimes you can drink a bowl of porridge for half an hour."

"Ah, I ..." Jiang Feng didn't expect him to have been so anxious during this time.

"Actually, it's not just me. Aunt Wang and I have seen it. I knew you didn't care. Did you notice that the breakfast these days is not the same as it used to be?" Wu Minqi was helpless.

Jiang Feng looked confused: "Isn't it just cakes, cakes with soy milk, I remember all these days."

"Feng Feng, have you seen my pancakes these days? Or do you think I can pancakes?" Wu Minqi doesn't know how to pancakes. "The breakfast cakes I have eaten these days are all grandma Jiang's pancakes. Have you delivered them? ? "

Jiang Feng thought about it carefully. It seemed that the taste of the cake was quite like Grandma Jiang's branding. No, it should be Grandma Jiang's branding.

Why didn't he eat it?

"We all know that you are anxious because of recent things. In fact, we are also anxious. Things in the restaurant business cannot be solved by one person. We all think that you and Master Peng are more important in learning to cook, and we do n’t want these things to be affected. To you, so Aunt Wang and Grandpa Jiang forbid everyone from talking about customers and business in WeChat group, just don't want you to be affected. "

Jiang Feng suddenly realized that it was no wonder that the working group has been so lifeless recently.

"I was still a little worried about the way you were before. Aunt Wang and Jiang Bo are still discussing whether to ask Brother Cheng to take you to a psychiatrist. I'm relieved to see how you are now. You talk. "Wu Minqi's words were full of ease and joy, obviously obviously really happy.

For no reason, Jiang Feng felt that the feeling of anxiety was back.

It is more prosperous than before, like a huge boulder pressing against the chest, a mass of airtight cotton blocking the trachea, and a high-speed bouncing ball wreaking havoc in the brain.

Jiang Feng felt a little uncomfortable and wanted to yell.

He can control his expression, but he cannot control his breathing.

Jiang Feng took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, feeling that the big stone in his chest was slightly loosened, but it pressed again in a few seconds.

Unprecedented strong anxiety.

Even he didn't know what caused the anxiety.

Jiang Feng is very similar to Wu Minqi that he was not anxious because he was worried about the business in the store. Perhaps he was worried, but he was definitely not so worried, nor would he worry about the difficulty of breathing.

But he couldn't say, and he didn't want to say, because he didn't even know what he was doing.

Everyone was waiting for him, and even worried about him. He didn't want Wu Minqi to worry about such things that he didn't even understand.

"Feng Feng, what's wrong with you?" Wu Minqi noticed that Jiang Feng seemed a bit wrong.

"It's nothing." Jiang Feng stood up. "I just felt a little chest tight. Maybe it's too boring today. I went outside."

"By the way, I estimate that I will go back early tonight. Master Peng asked me to rest today. I asked Wang Hao to have a barbecue. Do you want me to buy it at the supermarket? I bought it today and brought it back.

"Ah." Wu Minqi didn't even want to understand why Jiang Feng felt chest tight when he wasn't hot today, so he was taken away by Jiang Feng. Fine, by the way, there are hangers, if you can get it, buy more tissues, napkins are always not enough. "Wu Minqi said.

"Well ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Jiang Feng said that he took notes.

"Feng Feng, how do you feel now, are you still chest tight?" Wu Minqi asked.

"Much better, just stand up." Jiang Feng said.

"Then pay attention to your body and don't drink too much beer at night. You may not be tired recently. If you can, please ask Master Peng for two days off. I will shift with other people to accompany you for a walk."

"Relax." Jiang Feng smiled at Wu Minqi. "No, it may be because the store is not breathable. You see, the windows are not open."

"Is this so?" Wu Minqi still felt not right, she felt Jiang Feng was not right.

"I'm leaving first, and you are tired yourself."

"Well." Wu Minqi nodded.

Jiang Feng left the Taifeng Building.

He felt the stones in his chest sink again.

Something was not right, even he felt something was not right.