The Game of Life-Chapter 840 - 839 Vacation (Added for Alliance

Chapter 840 -839: Vacation (Added chapter for Alliance Hierarch Dà Mèng Chū Xuě Kàn Tiānxià!)

Chapter 840 -839: Vacation (Added chapter for Alliance Hierarch Dà Mèng Chū Xuě Kàn Tiānxià!)

When food critics and culinary magazine staffers around the world were frantically gathering any information they could about Jiang Feng and Jiang Weiming, practically digging up Jiang Feng’s high school exam scores, what were these key Taifeng Building figures doing?

They were on vacation.

Yes, you heard right. In a time that called for a grand celebration and gearing up for the final battle, Jiang Feng and Jiang Weiming went on vacation. Not just them—everyone at Taifeng Building and all the Jiang family members who were off-duty joined them.

The vacation destination was a southern resort blooming with spring, complete with sandy beaches and a hint of fish in the air, offering a spring-like warmth even during the cold winter days.

The first thing Mrs. Wang Xiulian did upon hearing the news was to wake her husband, Jiang Jiankang. She then made calls and sent WeChat messages to share the joy, and finally, upon getting approval from the two elderly gentlemen, contacted a travel agency to book an expansive southern winter vacation package for seven days starting the next day.

They called it a “team-building” retreat.

Moreover, it was a team-building that also took care of the New Year holidays.

Only such are the qualities of a Good Boss of China.

This also resulted in countless hungry patrons who had traveled thousands of miles to Beijing to dine at Taifeng Building after seeing Xu Cheng’s post on Weibo, only to be greeted by the closed doors and an announcement taped to the door that the restaurant would be closed for eight days.

Upon further inquiry, these patrons found out that this incredible restaurant had also not conducted business during last year’s New Year’s Eve dinner and had instead closed for a fifteen-day holiday, leaving behind even more hungry tears.

The entire culinary circle and related sectors were amazed by this, yet the epicenter of the amazement was vacationing in the south.

This caused people like Xu Cheng and Han Guishan, who were close to the Jiang family, to laugh internally and reflect on just how capricious the Jiang family members could be.

On December 29th, Xu Cheng announced the rankings of famous chefs on Weibo, and the “Taste” APP was updated the next day with the reviewed periodical.

In this issue, Xu Cheng praised Jiang Weiming as a rare master of Shandong and Sichuan cuisines, a pearl lost in the countryside of the Chinese culinary world. He commended Jiang Feng as a nimble and talented individual, most likely to surpass Peng Changping in the culinary realm.

Chef Arno’s praises were somewhat more intriguingly worded, with Xu Cheng acclaiming him as the most competitive and combative warrior of the culinary world, an irreplaceable fighter.

It is worth mentioning that Jiang Feng garnered nine more words of accolades than Jiang Weiming. Jiang Feng’s review contained one hundred seventy-eight words, whereas Jiang Weiming had only one hundred sixty-nine.

Jiang Feng reread those one hundred seventy-eight words for four days, and no matter how much he read it, it was never enough. Being too shy to read it openly in front of others, he could only secretly sneak peeks in his hotel room, reading it once in the morning and again in the evening. Without reading it several times, his meals wouldn’t even taste good.

After all, he was no attention-seeker; he simply enjoyed reading for the sake of reading.

Incidentally, the elder gentleman also made it onto the list of famous chefs—his ranking was quite decent as well, at twenty-seventh place, which was actually two spots higher than Sun Guanyun had ever been—Sun Guanyun’s highest was twenty-ninth.

Logically, getting onto the list of famous chefs should have been a celebratory occasion, but since Jiang Feng, as the grandson, was ranked twenty-one places higher than the elder gentleman, nobody dared to congratulate the elder on his achievement, which quite dismayed him.

After a few months of adjustment, the elder had grown used to his grandson outperforming him, and he could handle everyone praising Jiang Feng first and then him.

But for no one to praise him at all seemed a bit too much.

The elder expressed: (;´༎ຶД༎ຶ`)

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It was another unremarkable afternoon, with just two days left until the splendid team-building vacation ended. Over these past few days, the Taifeng folks had grown tired of roaming the beaches, the seaside, the swimming pool, and the hotel gym; despite suitable temperatures, it was still winter, and swimming in swimwear was not an option. As time passed, the initial excitement that had them running around the beach, shrieking just like in TV dramas, turned into days spent holed up in the hotel playing card games, Werewolf, and moving from stuffing themselves with the hotel’s seafood buffet to heading to a snack street seven kilometers away to buy stinky tofu.

Jiang Feng had not practiced his cooking for six full days.

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He hadn’t even touched a kitchen knife.

After all, a vacation ought to look like a vacation, especially since this one was to celebrate their ranking in the top ten of famous chefs—naturally, they couldn’t cook.

Although everyone felt that the hotel’s buffet was just so-so.

“Fengfeng, Xiaxia, Xue, and Yue and I are planning to go shopping, do you want to join us?” Jiang Feng was relishing the review Xu Cheng had written for him when Wu Minqi suddenly burst into the room and invited Jiang Feng to go shopping.

“Is Zhang going?” Jiang Feng asked.

“He’s not, he went out two hours ago with Sun and Master Sun, didn’t you know?” Wu Minqi countered.

“They went out together?” Jiang Feng had been playing Werewolf next door with Sang Ming and the others just two hours ago and had no clue about this, “Where did they go?”

“Not sure, they probably went shopping too.” Wu Minqi glanced at her phone, clearly in a hurry, “So, are you coming or not, Fengfeng?”

“I’ll pass, you guys go ahead and shop. Buy a few nice clothes, and if you can’t carry them, give me a call, and I’ll come help,” Jiang Feng said with a laugh.

“Then we’re heading out now.” Wu Minqi closed the door and left.

Jiang Feng took out his phone to send Zhang Guanghang a message asking where they had gone.

Zhang Guanghang replied instantly.

Zhang: We are at the market.

Zhang: [Image]

The picture showed the market Jiang Feng knew so well, filled with radishes, greens, hot peppers, and various other ingredients he hadn’t touched these days, along with rotting vegetable leaves on the ground.

Jiang Feng: !!!

How could they do this without him!!!

That’s too much!

Jiang Feng felt like he had been isolated.

The isolated Jiang Feng felt he should do something to isolate them in return.

But what?

Jiang Feng decided to watch a memory to get back at them.

Hehe, while you all are idly enjoying your holiday, I’m the only one who also remembers to “Improve Yourself” during the holiday.

Jiang Feng quietly gave himself a thumbs up and decisively opened the attribute panel to the item tab, not hesitating to choose “A Memory of Jiang’s Old House.”

He had wanted to watch this memory for a while now, but on the 29th, he had spent nearly the whole day responding to messages and phone calls, uttering pleasantries he didn’t even believe himself, like: No way, I was just lucky, really, just lucky, I didn’t even expect to rank sixth, and other insincere phrases.

Replying to messages and calls all day on the 29th was more exhausting than cooking for a day, leaving Jiang Feng with no mood to watch any memory. He did have time later, but from the 30th, all the staff of Taifeng Building and the Jiang Family Members were brought over by Mrs. Wang Xiulian for a vacation.

The leisurely vacation and Xu Cheng’s sincere but excessive praises corroded Jiang Feng, making him delay watching the memory.

It was time to pick himself up and watch a memory to remember he was awesome.

Jiang Feng clicked yes, and immediately mist enveloped him.

Silence followed.