The Game Of Life

"I"m really sorry about that, Xiao Feng." The sober Li Mingyi sat on the sofa as he slowly propped his reading gla.s.ses on his nose. "That dish you made was exactly the same as what your great-grandaunt made for me years ago."

"I can go down and find your great-grandaunt in peace now that I"ve had it once more." Li Mingyi smiled and picked up the newspaper.

"Dad, what are you talking about? The doctor had said that you were perfectly healthy during your last checkup, what do you mean by going down." Chen Suhua brought him a cup of warm water and put it on the tea table. "Thank you, Xiao Feng, for your trouble. I"ll take care of it here. You can go back to eat."

Chen Suhua sent Jiang Feng to the entrance of the building. Jiang Feng was still a little uneasy: "Great granduncle didn"t eat much just now. Do you want me to go back and send the congee over?"

Chen Suhua sighed and refused.

"No, your great-granduncle won"t be able to eat anymore."

"He can only drink a small bowl of congee every day during this period. The day before yesterday, he went to the hospital for a checkup. The doctor said that he..."

"He has only half a month at most."

As she spoke, Chen Suhua"s eyes turned red, tears falling down from her right eye.

Jiang Feng looked back at her in disbelief.

Half a month?

On the way back, Jiang Feng was even in a state of confusion and disbelief.

Li Mingyi was not only his great-granduncle, he had also witnessed through memory Li Mingyi and Jiang Huiqin"s youth and courtship, their shared weal and woe in their middle ages. Although he had only had a short glimpse of it, Li Mingyi"s position in his heart had changed forever.

When Li Mingyi died, not many people in the world would remember Jiang Huiqin.

Jiang Feng only came back to his senses after he had walked all the way to the door of the store, he remembered that he had not checked the task reward.

The others were still eating on the second floor. Jiang Feng went straight into the storage room, clicked on the control panel, and found the props column.

[A memory of Jiang Weiguo]: A short piece of memory that can be entered repeatedly.

[Land t.i.tle]: The Land t.i.tle of Taifeng Restaurant. [Accept: Yes / No]

He clicked on Yes.

Strangely, no land t.i.tle appeared out of thin air.

However, this was also normal. Taifeng Restuarant was a restaurant during the old Republic of China in Beiping. It probably didn"t not exist now. The land t.i.tles of the old Republic of China certainly weren"t in effect anymore. They could be used as old artifacts at most and placed at home for decoration.

The stingy essence of the game hadn"t changed at all.

Jiang Feng went upstairs to have dinner with the others.

Seeing Jiang Feng return, Jiang Weiguo asked: "How is your great-granduncle doing?"

"He was fine when I left, he had regained his senses and was reading the newspaper." Jiang Feng replied, he didn"t want to tell the old master that Li Mingyi didn"t have much time left, it would just make him sad.

Jiang Feng sat back in his seat. The dishes on the table were almost swept clean. There was a little left in every dish. It seemed that they had specially left it for him.

"Feng"ge, you really weren"t boasting. Your grandpa"s skill is really the best in the world!" w.a.n.g Hao drank the spareribs soup with an expression of contentment. His expression wildly exaggerated.

"Feng"ge, you can just tell me if your family has opened a Michelin starred Jiang Family Restaurant like Wu Minqi"s? I can handle anything you throw at me, so just say it!" Liu Zixuan held his chopsticks and as he tried to pick up the last few pieces of rice that had been coated with gravy in the bowl.

"What Michelin starred restaurant, all we have are Michelin tires! I can"t finish all the dishes you left for me. Who wants this braised pork ball in gravy?" Jiang Feng grabbed a bunch of vegetables with his chopsticks.

"Me."

"Liu Qian, you have already eaten two meals, and you"re still eating. It"s not good for girls to eat too much and gain weight. You still have to do your live stream. I"ll eat it. I"ll eat it."

"Hao"zi, your bones are full of meat. Stop eating. I"m thin. I"ll eat it!"

"Oh, can you be as thin as I am, I didn"t eat enough just now, I"ll eat it, I"ll eat it!"

"How about we split it, split it equally?" Qiu Chen came out to break up the fight.

"Who wants to split it equally with you!" Everyone said in unison.

The group of people competed against each other for the last braised pork ball in gravy on the plate, throwing aside their former friendships as cla.s.smates, and no longer paying any attention to Jiang Feng.

For the next few days, Jiang Weiguo was the one in charge of the cooking.

Jiang Jiankang was only too happy to abandon his duties, almost wanting to close his shop down. Jiang Jianye and Jiang Jianshe were the most straightforward. They shut the pet shop down and put up a notice that said the owner had something to deal with. They then stayed in Health Restaurant every day to serve the old master. Jiang Feng guessed that if it weren"t for his uncle Jiang Jianguo"s fear of angering the old master away by showing up in front of him all day, he would have brought along all his stuff and lived in Health Restaurant long ago.

Everyone could see that Jiang Weiguo had come to A City because of Jiang Feng. He would praise Jiang Feng whenever he saw him, Jiang Feng almost couldn"t figure out where this was all coming from.

When Jiang Weiguo came to A City, the customers of Health Restaurant were blessed. The old master was a restless person. Sometimes when a customer had ordered a dish he wanted to cook, he would make it personally. In addition, w.a.n.g Hao was a loudhailer who couldn"t control his mouth. He had almost boasted that Old Master Jiang"s culinary skills were like that of a food G.o.d gracing the earth, making him invincible in China.

For a while, Health Restaurant was the most popular restaurant near A University. The students swarmed there. Many of the professors even came during dinner time. It was like a lottery situation for everyone, they were all waiting for the prizes to be announced. They would never know if a dish was made by the old master before it was served.

In just four short days, the main quest was completed.

"Ding, main quest completed: [Gaining a Firm Reputation] gained a task reward prop: [Renovation Drawing]."

Renovation Drawing?

Jiang Feng was cutting vegetables. He heard the notification tone and felt that it was strange.

What was he supposed to do with the Renovation Drawing?

They still owed their second uncle"s family more than 100,000 dollars. To renovate the shop at this time, it would be impossible even if he was Comrade w.a.n.g Xiulian"s son!

Jiang Feng waited for the game to release a new main quest.

He waited for five minutes.

10 minutes.

Half an hour.

...

Where was the main quest?

What kind of s.h.i.tty game is this? Putting aside the one-month updates, they were not even giving him the main quest halfway through the game, how could it be so deceiving?

What was in the mind of the game"s designers?

Do players have no human rights?

Were they using the slow network speed of Earth Players to bully them?

Have Players ever eaten your rice, why do you bully them so?

Jiang Feng cursed the game"s planners, main creator, and operation team from the beginning to the end, again and again, all the way until he had returned to his dormitory at night, the game hadn"t released new main quests.

The main quest column had just become "???"

Jiang Feng accepted it.

The main quest.

Was gone!

Stupid game, I"m wasting my youth on you!