The Game of Life-Chapter 850 - 849 I Want to Take You as My Master

Chapter 850: Chapter 849: I Want to Take You as My Master

Chapter 850 -849: I Want to Take You as My Master

What Jiang Feng didn’t expect was that someone else came looking for him even earlier than Ji Xia’s grandmother the next day.

Zhang Xi wanted to see him.

Jiang Feng and Zhang Xi weren’t really that familiar, they only had a connection from competing against each other in the Good Taste cooking competition with their eight-treasure porridge dishes. Although he had Zhang Xi’s WeChat and QQ, he barely contacted her. The last time they communicated was when Xu Cheng posted the rankings of top chefs on Weibo, and Zhang Xi sent him a congratulatory message over WeChat.

So when Ji Yue ran to the kitchen at the very beginning of the evening service, which was already hectic, to tell Jiang Feng that Zhang Xi was outside wanting to see him, asking if he had the time, Jiang Feng was quite shocked.

But he agreed, though Zhang Xi would need to wait an hour or two. He had a bunch of dishes waiting for him to cook and serve, and he simply couldn’t stop for an hour or two.

Over the past few months, Zhang Xi had become a regular at Taifeng Building.

As an ordinary Chinese literature university student, Zhang Xi came from a family with a culinary background, since her father was the head chef at the most renowned restaurant in Alan City. Although she couldn’t compare with kids who truly came from culinary families like Wu Minqi and Sun Jikai, she always had more money in her pocket than the average student, especially for dining out.

According to Ji Yue, Zhang Xi would visit Taifeng Building twice a week to eat, very consistently on Wednesday evenings and Saturday afternoons. She always ordered dishes made by Jiang Feng, no matter what was on the menu for that day; if she could get it, she would order it, even opting for pure meat wontons.

Absolute Jiang Feng superfan.

By the time Jiang Feng finished his work, it was already past seven, and although there were still some dishes yet to be served, there was no rush. Taking a few minutes to step out and exchange a few words with Zhang Xi shouldn’t be a problem; she had already waited for over two hours and it wouldn’t be right to keep her waiting any longer.

When Jiang Feng stepped out of the kitchen, he was surprised to find Zhang Xi sitting behind the cashier desk helping customers check out, indicating that Taifeng really needed to hire a few more waiters.

Look at this, it wasn’t self-service checkout anymore; this was letting customers help out with the checkout voluntarily.

“Zhang Xi,” Jiang Feng called out to her as he approached the cashier’s desk, motioning her towards the dressing room door so they could talk. It wasn’t appropriate for him to wander around the lobby in his chef’s uniform.

Jiang Feng didn’t notice, just as he beckoned Zhang Xi to walk inside, Ji Xia and Ji Xue were entering the building with their grandmother. Ji Xia immediately spotted Jiang Feng, in his chef’s uniform, by the cashier and excitedly pointed him out to her grandmother.

“Grandma, that’s my mentor!” Ji Xia proudly exclaimed, her voice a few decibels higher.

A smile crossed Ji Xia’s grandmother’s face: “Indeed, just like Xiaxia described—handsome, robust, and kind-hearted. A fine young man.”

Ji Xia wanted to pull her grandmother over to talk to Jiang Feng but was stopped by Ji Xue.

“Xiaxia, your mentor is talking to someone else, it’s impolite to interrupt them. Let’s wait until your mentor and that sister finish talking.”

“Oh.” Ji Xia could only lead her grandmother to a less crowded spot by the kitchen door to wait for Jiang Feng.

If it weren’t during regular business hours, Ji Xia would have liked to take her grandmother directly into the kitchen to show her around, introducing her to the place where she kneaded dough, baked cookies, and originally cut pork for Da Hua.

Meanwhile, Jiang Feng led Zhang Xi to a quieter spot near the dressing room door, suitable for talking, assuming no one was eavesdropping inside.

“Ji Yue told me you were looking for me, what is it? Actually, if there’s something, you could have messaged me on WeChat or QQ, no need for a face-to-face, you see you’ve been waiting for almost two hours,” said Jiang Feng.

Zhang Xi seemed quite nervous and even a bit shy, awkwardly fidgeting with the hem of her clothes, and stammering as she spoke, hardly able to utter a word.

“I… I actually wanted to… I…”

At this moment, Jiang Feng’s heart skipped a beat.

Damn it, could this girl be so star-struck that she’s imagining confessing to an idol?

Jiang Feng quickly recalled that although there wasn’t a big age gap between him and Zhang Xi, and considering he was already ranked sixth among top chefs at a young age with excellent culinary skills—from making Jiang’s Sea Cucumber Soup to pure meat wontons, and growing increasingly good-looking lately.

It wouldn’t be impossible for a young university girl like Zhang Xi, just stepping into the legal age for romance and experiencing the first stirrings of love, to confuse admiration with affection and develop feelings for him, wanting to confess her feelings.

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Wait a minute, Jiang Feng suddenly thought something was off.

Though he knew Wu Minqi was the first to confess to him, everyone else, including the contestants at the time, saw it as him publicly confessing to Wu Minqi during the semifinals stage, and Zhang Xi was there witnessing it, likely her voice among the screaming girls.

Knowing that he had a girlfriend, Zhang Xi shouldn’t be bold enough to think about stealing someone else’s love.

But what if Zhang Xi indeed got carried away? How should he reject her?

How could he decisively, yet without hurting a young girl experiencing the first stirrings of love, reject her?

Just as Jiang Feng’s mind started to spin a fifty-episode saga of family ethics and torturous love dramas, Zhang Xi spoke up.

“I want to apprentice under you!”

“I don’t think we’re suited.”

Zhang Xi: ?

Jiang Feng: …

Zhang Xi’s face was full of question marks. “Not… suited?”

Jiang Feng’s face was also full of question marks, “You… you want to take me as your master?”

The two looked at each other, and the air was filled with an awkwardness so thick you could carve out a three-room apartment with a toe.

Jiang Feng was genuinely flabbergasted.

Although during his vacation days, many had joked with him to prepare for people traveling thousands of miles to apprentice under him, he hadn’t expected that day to come so soon, so suddenly, and that it would be someone he knew. Most crucially, it was a girl from the Chinese Department of the Foreign Language University.

“Why do you want to take me as your master?” Jiang Feng asked, shocked, “Do you… want to be a chef in the future?”

Zhang Xi nodded, “Originally, I didn’t want to. Although my dad said I had some talent in cooking, and my sense of taste is better than the average person, it’s a consensus that being a Red Chef isn’t suitable for women. At first, I didn’t really like it, and just treated cooking as a hobby without thinking of becoming a chef.”

“And now?” Jiang Feng pressed.

“Now, I think being a chef is actually a very good profession. I really like your dishes, I really like your porridge, and being a Red Chef is only deemed unsuitable for women, it doesn’t mean there are no women who can do it. I think Wu is also outstanding as a Red Chef,” Zhang Xi spoke more affirmatively as she continued, “I’ve thought about it for a long time actually; I have always loved cooking since I was young and I also learned the basic skills necessary when I was a child. I have the talent, and I like it, so I shouldn’t give up just because of some unknown, uncertain things.”

This was not a perfect, standard answer, but it was an answer full of sincerity.

Jiang Feng found himself unable to refuse.

Even though he already had one apprentice, he still hadn’t learned how to be a master.

But he had to learn how to be a master, and he needed to have apprentices, otherwise, if the legacy of Jiang Family Dishes ended with him, Sir would perhaps beat him to death.

Even though he was ranked sixth on the list of famous chefs.

Jiang Feng was well aware that Zhang Xi was a promising prospect; her sense of taste was much sharper than most people, even exceeding many professional chefs.

With such a talented and passionate young apprentice eager to learn, Jiang Feng had no reason to refuse.

But Jiang Feng did not agree immediately.

“How about this,” Jiang Feng said, “if you don’t mind, come to the restaurant when you have time and help out in the kitchen. I can teach you a few things, but I can’t give you a definite answer right now. You should also think it over for a few more days to see if you really like it.”

“Okay,” Zhang Xi was thrilled.

Jiang Feng smiled at her and walked outside, bumping into Ji Xia as he did.

“Master!” Ji Xia had been squatting at the kitchen door for five minutes already, “This is my mother-in-law.”

Jiang Feng quickly looked at the elderly woman beside Ji Xia.

He had always thought that Ji Xia’s mother-in-law would be a very kind and benevolent old lady, friendly and approachable, fitting the image of the only person who gave her warmth as Ji Xia described.

But it turned out Ji Xia’s mother-in-law was a stern-looking old lady, small and thin, a typical disciplinarian that unconsciously made you stand up straighter and quicken your steps.

“Hello,” Jiang Feng immediately became respectful.

“Hello,” Ji Xia’s mother-in-law smiled kindly, suddenly resembling the woman Ji Xia had described.

Jiang Feng didn’t stand so straight anymore.

“Xiaxia, it’s not good to let your mother-in-law stand around here. I’ve reserved a window seat for you; take your mother-in-law there to sit, then come to the kitchen.” Jiang Feng instructed, “Ji Xue, you go change first. Come in after you’ve changed.”

“Okay,” the sisters said in unison.

Within a few minutes, Ji Xia and Ji Xue had both entered the kitchen.

“Ji Xue, I’ve already prepared the fish meat for you earlier,” Jiang Feng pointed to the fish meat that had been processed earlier on the kitchen counter.

Ji Xue nodded, didn’t say a word, and started making fish balls.

“Xiaxia, come and do the noodle pulling.”

“Okay!” Ji Xia was very excited.

“By the way, Master, what did that sister earlier want with you?”

“She wants to take me as her master,” Jiang Feng did not hide it.

Ji Xia was stunned for a moment, her reaction quite peculiar, “Does that mean I can be a senior sister now?”

“Can I teach her? I’ve seen in TV dramas that junior brothers and sisters are always mentored by senior sisters and brothers.”

Jiang Feng: ?