Catering God

Chapter 88 National Day Date (Please Order First)

Speaking of the bracelet, Jiang Feng saw Ms. Shen mysteriously hide the bracelet in the cabinet and lock it last night.

She couldn't bear to wear a bracelet that cost more than 20,000 yuan.

He also kept saying that he would pass it on to his future daughter-in-law.

Jiang Feng felt ashamed.

However, because of this bargain, Ms. Shen was very happy and even rewarded Jiang Feng with 500 yuan - which she took out of Jiang Huaguo's pocket.

Jiang Feng went out at this moment.

Because the only car in the house had been taken by my parents to go out and play with my aunt's family.

Because it was a holiday, the bus was packed with middle and high school students going to the city center to play.

Jiang Feng decisively gave up the idea of taking the bus and chose to take a taxi.

But he wasn't the only one who had this idea.

“It’s more convenient to buy a few more cars.”

The number of cars owned now is far less than that of later generations. You can just stand in any remote place and take out your mobile phone to call a ride-hailing car.

Unlike now, during the peak travel season during holidays, you have to fight for a taxi and worry about being overcharged.

Jiang Feng took a taxi to the central square, the place where he had agreed to meet Chen Jingyu.

In the past, Chen Jingyu always waited for him, but today was the first time that he saw Chen Jingyu being late.

Jiang Feng stood by the roadside waiting for someone.

A nearby video store was playing "Busy Cowboys," and the exterior of the store was filled with promotional posters for the upcoming release of "Mojo," attracting many young people to stop and watch, or even come into the store to shop.

The passers-by were talking and laughing. Most of them were students on vacation. In this era when smart phones were not yet popular, shopping was really shopping. The "phone-down tribe" had not yet appeared.

Just when Jiang Feng was bored, a voice sounded beside him:
"Jiang Feng?"

Jiang Feng turned his head and found that it was his neighbor who lived in the same apartment building, Aunt Zhang's son Zhao Yue.

"Isn't this Brother Yue? Didn't you go out to travel during the holidays?" Jiang Feng greeted with a smile.

"What's the point of traveling? My parents are out hiking, and I don't want to go. Plus, my girlfriend is busy at work, and we finally managed to spare two days of vacation."

Zhao Yue complained, and seeing Jiang Feng seemed to recall some bad memories, he almost shuddered, so he pretended to ask intentionally or unintentionally:
"Why didn't you ask your girlfriend out on National Day?"

Jiang Feng answered directly and honestly:
"I'm single, how can I have a girlfriend?"

"Who was that girl last time?"

After Zhao Yue's reminder, Jiang Feng probably remembered it.

The first time he brought Chen Jingyu home to eat wontons, they were seen by the neighbors who were chatting downstairs, including Zhao Yue and Zhao Yue's mother.

Jiang Feng was worried that the other party would spread gossip about him after returning. Last time, he was interrogated by Ms. Shen because of this matter. In order to reduce trouble, he immediately explained:

"Brother Yue, you misunderstood. We are just ordinary friends."

"Just ordinary friends... ahahaha... I misunderstood."

Zhao Yue smiled apologetically, but it was as if a knot in his heart had been untied, and the smile on his face became brighter and brighter.

He then asked, "You're already in college, and you haven't had a relationship yet?"

"No one wants me, how can I fall in love?"

Jiang Feng simply started joking too.

"I'm not saying anything bad about you, but boys need to be more proactive. If you don't actively pursue girls and just act like a coward, then of course there's no way you can be in a relationship... Look at me, I've had girlfriends all the time since I started school..."

Regarding this aspect, Zhao Yue is full of confidence.

He had a girlfriend who was a flight attendant, and after her mother spread the news, the whole neighborhood heard about it.

After all, in the eyes of ordinary people, flight attendants are a very high-level profession. When they mention flight attendants, they will think of young, beautiful, and fashionable urban beauties.

But in the eyes of rich people, they are just higher-end waiters.

Jiang Feng didn't feel anything about it, but he didn't let it spoil the fun either. He smiled and agreed, "It's time to learn from Brother Yue."

"I've bought the things, let's go."

Just at this time, Zhao Yue's girlfriend came.

A young and beautiful girl, carrying shopping bags, took Zhao Yue's arm.

Seeing his girlfriend coming, Zhao Yue straightened his chest proudly, as if he felt particularly proud. "Jiang Feng, let me introduce you. This is my girlfriend, Liu Min... Minmin, and this is our neighbor Jiang..."

Zhao Yue was about to introduce Jiang Feng to his girlfriend, but he noticed a look of surprise on her face.

Just when Zhao Yue hadn't figured out the situation, he saw his flight attendant girlfriend Liu Min nod politely at Jiang Feng with a happy smile:

"Hello, I didn't expect to see you here."

"Have we met?"

Jiang Feng was suddenly confused.

"Remember the flight the day before yesterday?"

Liu Min gave a standard smile that was polite yet elegant.

Jiang Feng frowned and thought for a while, then he had some impression, "Flight? I seem to have some impression..."

Only then did he remember.

The flight attendant who served him and Chen Jingyu on the plane at that time.

It seems to be her.

"Yes, I didn't expect that you and my boyfriend actually know each other. It's fate. How about this, let's reserve a table for lunch and have lunch together?"

The reason why Liu Min reacted so strongly was because Jiang Feng and Chen Jingyu left a deep impression on her at the time.

Those who fly first class are not necessarily rich, but those who fly first class with bodyguards must be either rich or noble.

I never thought I would meet you today.

So choose to take the initiative to make friends.

"Sorry, I have something else to do. Maybe next time."

Jiang Feng politely declined.

He still had to play with Chen Jingyu, so how could he have the time to have a meal with someone he didn't even know.

Seeing his girlfriend being so enthusiastic towards Jiang Feng, Zhao Yue suddenly felt jealous and pulled her to leave. "Okay... Jiang Feng, we're leaving first. We'll talk later."

"Well, see you later."

Just didn't go far.

Liu Min kept asking Zhao Yue about Jiang Feng: "Are you close to him... Is he really your neighbor... Is his family rich?"

Zhao Yue was also a little puzzled: "Why are you so concerned about his affairs?"

So Liu Min told Zhao Yue everything that happened on the plane that day.

Zhao Yue was also puzzled: "He can still afford to sit in first class?"

Recalling the girl next to Jiang Feng at the time, Liu Min guessed: "Maybe she has found a very rich partner. Let me tell you, it's best to maintain this kind of relationship. In case she becomes rich in the future, this is a network of connections."

Compared with Zhao Yue, Liu Min is not as good at dealing with people, but he obviously knows more.

at this time.

A Rolls-Royce with a little golden man standing on it drove straight past the two of them.

It couldn't help but attract the attention of the two people. They looked back and saw the car stopped in front of Jiang Feng.

Immediately afterwards, a girl in a black dress got out of the car with a conspicuous purple bow tied behind her head.

Even from a distance, you can feel the elegance and nobility in her every gesture.

The girl was seen talking to Jiang Feng again, and then the two walked away side by side.

That must be the girl on the plane... Liu Min couldn't help but guess, she looked at her boyfriend beside her.

But Zhao Yue opened his mouth wide with an exaggerated expression of disbelief:

"Oh no, I was deceived by him."

"What did he lie to you about?"

"He said that girl is not his girlfriend."

……

"Why didn't you go out to play during the National Day?" Jiang Feng asked curiously.

"My brother wanted to take me to Europe, but I didn't go."

"What?"

"Not fun."

Chen Jingyu's answer was concise and to the point.

Because it’s not fun, I don’t want to go.

For someone from a family as well off as hers, traveling is nothing new for her as she has traveled extensively abroad, not to mention in China.

"So where should we go? Should we go to the park to ride the carousel or go to the movies?"

"Are there any good movies?"

"Well, let me think about it. A few days ago, a movie called Painted Skin was released. I heard that it did very well at the box office."

Jiang Feng vaguely remembered that there was no such thing as the National Day period at that time. It was said that it was because the box office of "Painted Skin" was so impressive that it laid the foundation for the National Day period, and later attracted so many movies to scramble for the National Day period.

"Then let's go to the movies."

Because the cinema is not far away.

Jiang Feng took Chen Jingyu and walked directly to the cinema.

Buy tickets, buy popcorn and Coke, wait in line, and enter the theater, all in one go.

This is a cinema with an extra-large theater that can accommodate more than a thousand people. It is packed with people at a glance, and the scene is very grand.

Large cinemas like this were gradually cancelled and are rarely seen.

Because it occupies too much space, it is not economical.

Later, most cinemas moved into shopping malls. They were small theaters that could accommodate a few hundred people at most, and there were even mini theaters that could accommodate dozens of people.

After the two checked their tickets and came in, the screen showed the unfinished ending of the previous show.

As some audiences left, others came in.

Jiang Feng and Chen Jingyu Keyboard came at an unlucky time. Plus, there were a lot of people watching movies during the National Day holiday, so they could only buy a very remote seat, right at the edge.

"What kind of godforsaken place is this... Never mind, just make do with it."

Jiang Feng was powerless to complain.

From their position, they need to tilt their heads slightly to watch the big screen, which is very uncomfortable.

After the movie started, Chen Jingyu watched for a while, frowned, and whispered to Jiang Feng, "Jiang Feng, I feel uncomfortable watching this."

"Then you sit sideways."

"But I can't stretch my legs."

"Then put it on my lap."

Jiang Feng said as he lowered the retractable armrest in the middle.

Chen Jingyu did not hesitate. With two "clicks", she took off her little leather shoes and put her little feet on Jiang Feng's legs.

Adjust to a comfortable sitting position.

Only then did Chen Jingyu hold the popcorn bucket and watch the movie happily.

Of course, Jiang Feng was not idle either. While watching the movie, he played with Chen Jingyu's warm, soft, and wonderfully touched black silk feet.

It's like playing with a walnut.

"Dead fish."

"Ok?"

"Feed me two popcorns."

Soon, in the darkness, a soft little hand brought popcorn to Jiang Feng's mouth.

It was so cool to play with Chen Jingyu's little feet while receiving the thoughtful popcorn feeding service.

Jiang Feng had seen the movie "Painted Skin" a long time ago, and now he could only revisit it. However, with such thoughtful service, he would not feel bored even if he watched it again.

After the movie was over, Jiang Feng considerately helped Chen Jingyu put on her little leather shoes.

The two walked out of the cinema side by side. Jiang Feng took the initiative and said, "Hey, watching a movie is really tiring. I have to give you a massage. I am really exhausted."

Chen Jingyu thought for a moment and retorted, "But I also fed you popcorn."

"You only fed me two pieces of popcorn. How can that compare to the long massage I gave you?"

"What should I do?"

"You said thank you to me."

Jiang Feng was fooling Chen Jingyu in a very mean way.

I thought Chen Jingyu would be fooled again.

Unexpectedly, her expression changed and she looked at Jiang Feng angrily: "Jiang Feng, please don't treat me like a fool, okay?"

"Uh...ah? I..."

Jiang Feng was suddenly embarrassed.

Did the dead fish become smarter?

Just as he was making up a suitable excuse, Chen Jingyu crossed her arms, put on an expression that said "I'm not stupid", and exposed Jiang Feng's lie:

"You didn't give me a proper massage just now. You were just slacking off."

"Huh? Ahaha... Sorry, I was slacking off."

Jiang Feng breathed a sigh of relief.

As expected of Chen Jingyu... Besides, what's wrong with him touching the fish?

No salary anyway.

What's wrong with touching it?

Jiang Feng looked at the time and found it was already noon because he had just finished watching a movie. He asked Chen Jingyu, "What are you having for lunch?"

"Hmm... I don't know..."

Jiang Feng pondered for a moment and said, "Why don't we just wander around and eat at any restaurant we see that's suitable for us."

"okay."

Chen Jingyu nodded her head.

The two of them walked aimlessly on the street.

Chen Jingyu was wandering aimlessly, but Jiang Feng was always paying attention to the restaurants and cafés on the street.

hot pot?

It’s too irritating and not as delicious as the Sichuan and Chongqing hotpot.

barbecue?

It’s too dry. Who wants to eat barbecue at noon?

Just when Jiang Feng was worried about what to eat, he suddenly saw a coconut chicken restaurant, so he said to Chen Jingyu: "Why don't we have coconut chicken."

"Okay."

So the two of them walked into a store selling coconut chicken.

Led by the waiter, we came to the private room on the second floor.

After we took the order, the waiter went downstairs to prepare.

After Jiang Feng unpacked the plastic-wrapped dishes and chopsticks, he rinsed them with boiling hot tea and then repeated the operation for Chen Jingyu.

A set of tableware like this, which is specially designed for disinfection, costs about seven yuan. Although it can be reused and easy to disinfect, the restaurant is generally not responsible for cleaning it themselves.

Every day a service company will come to collect the dishes and wash them.

Small restaurants or street stalls like these like to use plastic-sealed tableware. The restaurant charges consumers 1 yuan for a set of tableware, and then transfers it to a specialized service company for cleaning and packaging at a price of 6 or 7 cents.

The service company then transfers the work to the small workshops at a price of 3 or 4 cents, and some even subcontract it, making the price unimaginably low.

At a price like this, with such a large quantity, without quality control and supervision, we can't even hope for hygiene issues.

Jiang Feng knew all these things very clearly.

So when using this thing, everyone has their own opinion.

If you have a kettle of hot water on hand, it’s best not to skimp on the effort; rinsing won’t waste much time.

After a while, the waiter came up with a pot of coconut chicken, two prepared dipping sauces, and other side dishes.

"They are all cooked. You can eat them after the water boils." The waiter reminded.

After it boiled, Jiang Feng picked out a piece for Chen Jingyu and said, "Try the white one first, then try the dipping sauce... Be careful, it's a little hot."

Because it was a little hot, Chen Jingyu waited for a long time before tasting a small bite of the meat.

“It’s a bit sweet.”

This is the specialty of coconut chicken.

The meat is delicious, the coconut flavor is fragrant, and the soup is refreshing.

Compared to ordinary chicken soup, coconut chicken is more refreshing.

"Authentic coconut chicken, made by simmering Wenchang chicken and coconut water, is a classic local fusion dish in Shenzhen..."

Jiang Feng said as he picked up a piece of chicken and dipped it into the dipping sauce made of light soy sauce, sand ginger, chopped chili pepper, lemon juice and green orange juice, then took a bite.

The taste of dipping water is in the mouth.

Different from the sesame oil dipping sauce of Sichuan and Chongqing hotpot, it is very refreshing, sour and spicy and appetizing.

After chewing it, the rich coconut aroma combined with the aroma of chicken appears. The chicken, which originally tastes light and has no peculiar smell, becomes even more refreshing when wrapped in the coconut aroma.

"Is this one authentic?" Chen Jingyu asked.

"How would I know? I'm not a cooking god. I can't tell the type of chicken by just taking one bite..."

"You acted very professional just now."

Jiang Feng said honestly, "No, I just saw the picture on the wall behind you saying so."

Chen Jingyu turned around and saw a detailed introduction to coconut chicken on the wall behind her. Realizing that Jiang Feng had played a trick on her, she immediately pouts...

Had lunch.

Jiang Feng took Chen Jingyu for a walk on the street to help them digest their food.

As they walked, they came to a nearby park.

After wandering around the park for a while, Chen Jingyu suddenly asked curiously, "Jiang Feng, are you wearing the amulet I gave you?"

“Yes.”

As Jiang Feng spoke, he pulled out the amulet from his clothes and let Chen Jingyu take a look.

I have to say that Jiang Feng studied it after he went back, and it seems that this thing is really made of pure gold.

But he didn't bite it directly with his teeth so rudely.

Seeing that the amulet was still hanging on Jiang Feng's neck, Chen Jingyu nodded with satisfaction.

"Jiang Feng, how long will it take you to return to school?"

"The flight is tomorrow morning."

"Then I'll go back the day after tomorrow."

Jiang Feng was puzzled: "Why are you going back so early?"

Chen Jingyu walked in front, with her hands behind her back, and sighed very cutely: "I'm afraid that if I don't go back soon, someone will be lonely."

Jiang Feng suppressed his laughter and asked, "Who is this person?"

Chen Jingyu turned around, blinked her beautiful eyes at Jiang Feng, and said in a dumbfounded manner, "It seems to be you."

"Is it really me?"

"Uh-huh."

"Thank you very much."

Jiang Feng smiled. For once, he didn't argue with Chen Jingyu, but instead indulged her.

A gentle breeze blew by, and the leaves around them rustled, more like an early autumn concerto. Chen Jingyu stood on the cobblestone road, twirling her wind-blown hair, and gave Jiang Feng a sweet smile:

"You're welcome, because we are good friends, the best of friends."

　Ten thousand more to come, keep it up tomorrow
　　
　
(End of this chapter)