The Game Of Life 27 Phone Call

The members of the Chinese chess club stayed for dinner after Jiang Jiankang's enthusiastic invitation.

Liu Qian stared at the empty plates after dinner. She was explicitly staring at the one that used to have a piece of ma.s.sive braised meat in it but was now emptied to the point of not even having a drop of the braising liquid left.

Liu Qian said as tears filled her eyes. "I'm coming here for food every day when I'm rich."

What a great ambition…

Liu Qian completely let herself go that night, consuming a total of six bowls of rice.

"Qianqian, do you usually eat this much at school too?" He Jiarou asked as she ma.s.saged her belly. She couldn't control herself earlier either and ate half a bowl more of rice than she usually did. Her stomach was too stuffed at that moment for her to move.

Liu Qian shook her head. "Nope, I usually only eat four bowls of rice per meal."

"…"

Everyone stared at Liu Qian with their widened eyes.

"That's wonderful!" Jiang Jiankang exclaimed happily.

"This girl is not bad," w.a.n.g Xiulian said as she scanned Liu Qian. "She's kind, has a great appet.i.te, but still has a great figure too."

"?"

Jiang Feng looked at his mother, wondering why her words sounded familiar.

Then it hit Jiang Feng.

The Side Quest: [Mom's Wish]

Don't get too ahead of yourself, mom.

After dinner, the members made sure of every person's role in the recruitment week that was happening in three days before leaving.

"Dad, has Uncle Jianguo been busy recently?" Jian Feng asked as he went and got a bag of flour from the storeroom.

"Not at all. He didn't even have a single customer for the past two months," Jiang Jiankang said, stabbing Jiang Jianguo in the back like any good sibling would.

Jiang Feng nodded and called his uncle.

"Xiao Feng? What's wrong? It's rare for you to call me," Jiang Jianguo answered as noises from the television could be heard from the background.

Judging by the crying and screaming from the background noise, Jiang Feng guessed that his aunt was watching her favorite drama.

"How's your business recently?" Jiang Feng asked.

"Pretty good, I would say. People have been coming over because of my skill," Jiang Jianguo boasted.

"…" Jiang Feng saw through the lie immediately and said. "Well, since you're busy, I'll go ask Uncle Jiandang for help when grandpa comes next week."

"No, wait! I'm not busy at all! There's no way I'm going to be busy when your grandpa is coming. Just let him stay at my place," Jiang Jianguo blurted as soon as he heard his father was planning to visit A City.

"But… I thought you said you had a lot of customers?"

"That's not important anymore! I'm closing my shop tomorrow for a few days until dad leaves. Just tell him that he can stay at my place as long as he wants!"

There was a reason for Jiang Feng to contact Jiang Jianguo. The truth was that among the five brothers, Jiang Jianguo had the most talent in cooking, more than Jiang Jiankang. But he never loved cooking and chose to become a tailor instead.

When Jiang Jianguo was trying to impress his wife, who was only his acquaintance back then, he started learning to cook again. He showed his talent in baking, and it impressed Jiang Weiguo, who thought Jiang Jianguo finally thought it through. But after Jiang Jianguo started dating his future wife, he went back to becoming a tailor. It angered Jiang Weiguo so much that he swore to G.o.d that he would never contact Jiang Jianguo ever again unless Jiang Jianguo begged for his forgiveness.

"Also, I have a favor to ask," Jiang Feng said.

"What's that? I'll do anything if it's within my ability," Jiang Jianguo replied.

Jiang Jianguo was delighted with the thought of having his father's food every day.

Even though Jiang Weiguo might scold him, there was no way the old man was going to starve the rest of the family members.

The more Jiang Jianguo thought about it, the better he felt. Even the boring drama that was showing on the TV seemed much more interesting after that.

Look at that. She's being chased out from her home! How interesting! Look at how she's wailing!

"It's nothing hard, really. Our school is hosting the club recruitment next week. Can you help me bake a few cakes and desserts? I need something to impress the freshmen," Jiang Feng said.

"That's easy. I'll come over to the restaurant to help out tomorrow. How many do you need?"

"I need about 20 different kinds. And 100 pieces for each kind."

"What?"

Say that again?

Jiang Feng quickly hung the phone up and started to knead the dough.

The number was just a bad joke that Jiang Feng thought up on the spot.

If Jiang Jianguo were to make more than 2000 cakes and desserts, he would lose all of his 135kg from the work.

Jiang Feng kneaded more than 10kg worth of dough and kept it in the delivery container.

The container that was hated by Jiang Feng at the beginning was now his treasure.

It was a G.o.dly item that no food would ever go rotten in it. It could even keep the temperature of the food the same forever.

Jiang Feng hummed as he looked forward to the recruitment week in a few days.

With the cute desserts and cakes, Jiang Feng was sure that he could attract all the female freshmen that the Housekeeping club always won over.

Just the thought of it made Jiang Feng laugh.

Jiang Jiankang was standing by the kitchen door, looking at his son changing from having a serious expression to suddenly laughing. He looked on in awe as he touched his bald head.

Did something happen? Why is he laughing like a mad-man?