The Game of Life

Chapter 585 - Chapter 585: Chapter 583 Two Recipes


Chapter 585: Chapter 583 Two Recipes

With a heart yearning for chicken soup, Jiang Feng clicked open his attribute panel.

Then, to his surprise, he discovered that there were two new recipes in Jiang Weiming’s recipe column, bringing the total to three lit-up recipes, changing the progress to (3/5).

[Steamed Green Eel A-Grade]

Creator: Jiang Weiming

Dish Details: This is a traditional Han dish well known in Shu. Although slightly lacking due to the green eel not being fatty enough, it remains a rare delicacy with exceedingly excellent fire control and seasoning. Because the flavors resonated so perfectly, this dish became the only one in Jiang Xiaoran’s life that he couldn’t forget solely because of its taste. Eating it has a chance within three hours to increase the diner’s appetite (with exceptional effects on a few).

Number of times it can be made in one day (0/10)

[Chicken Soup/Broth S-Grade]

Creator: Jiang Weiming

Dish Details: This is an auxiliary ingredient often used in cooking, also representing the ultimate test for a Chinese cuisine chef’s seasoning and fire control skills. If a diner is extravagant enough, they could even consume it as chicken soup. Due to the ultimate umami in the broth and the thirst that hits just right upon using, it has become a bowl of soup Jiang Weiming will never forget in his life. Even now, he believes it was just an ordinary bowl of chicken soup. After consumption, it can slightly enhance the diner’s taste bud sensitivity (i.e., food testing level) for 6 hours.

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Friendly Reminder: The difficulty of this dish far exceeds the player’s current culinary level, with a 100% chance of failure upon attempt.

There is no limit to the number of times the dish can be made.

Jiang Feng: …

He was shocked that seeing a memory yielded two recipes, one A-Grade and one S-Grade, and at the same time, was surprised that Jiang Xiaoran was actually a hidden gourmet.

From previous memories, whether dishes were delicious or not, the fact that they could become a lifelong unforgettable memory for diners was often affected by external factors.

However, for Jiang Xiaoran, it was entirely because the dishes themselves were delicious.

He’s truly a Jiang family child, different paths leading to the same result.

Jiang Feng even felt a tinge of regret that if Jiang Xiaoran had been born into a family of culinary experts where he could have enjoyed dishes made by renowned chefs since childhood, how many recipes could have been discerned from him!

Jiang Feng went over the two recipes several times again, not at all surprised by the 100% chance of failure in making the broth. Having seen the clear soup that Jiang Weiming crafted, anyone with an IQ over 60 would know that it was not something that could be made simply by putting in effort.

He had never made nor tasted S-Grade dishes, but Jiang Feng felt that the chicken dish Jiang Weiming had made before was almost at the S-Grade level. To speak a blasphemous truth, Jiang Feng sincerely believed in his heart that Sir wouldn’t be able to produce an S-Grade dish.

As Sir’s own grandson, Jiang Feng had a clear understanding of his grandfather’s capabilities.

Sir’s skill should be just above A-Grade but below S-Grade, easily making A-Grade dishes but not even thinking about S-Grade. Jiang Weiming’s culinary level must be at S-Grade, but due to his age and the decline in taste and physicality, it would be difficult for him to produce S-Grade dishes.

Thinking this, Jiang Feng opened the employee information panel and studied it again, forming a bold speculation in his mind.

Sir only has Grandmaster Level knife skills, while his seasoning and fire control are at master level, but Jiang Weiming’s three values are all at Grandmaster Level. From this, it can be seen that the minimum requirement to make an S-Grade dish is to reach Grandmaster Level in all three values.

To move from master level to Grandmaster Level requires 1 million proficiency points. Currently, Jiang Feng’s highest proficiency is in knifework, which is over 880,000, while his proficiency in fire control and seasoning isn’t even halfway there.

Sir had already proven that achieving Grandmaster Level in knife skills was of no real use.

Moreover, Jiang Feng distinctly felt that as his knifework proficiency approached 900,000, the speed of its increase was noticeably slower than before.

When the system updated at the beginning of the year, his knifework proficiency was over 870,000. Even though he was a bit slack and didn’t practice much during the New Year, he still worked as usual in Taifeng Building, just a little lazily.

In nearly a month’s time, his knife skills proficiency had only increased by 10,000.

Even the proficiency growth for fire control and seasoning surpassed that of knife skills, which was very unscientific. Since obtaining the game, Jiang Feng’s knife skills had never grown slower than fire control and seasoning.

Jiang Feng began to suspect that proficiency was something that grew slower the further along one got.

If that were really the case, he thought that if he wanted to level all three attributes to Grandmaster rank and reach the brink of S-class dishes within these years, he might have to grind himself to death.

Bringing back the zest from his itchy-mouse days might not be enough; he would need the kind of vigor to grind like itchy-mouse and Arknights combined.

This put a lot of pressure on the salty fish, Jiang Feng.

He wanted to make an S-class dish to show off, to let the world, especially the soon-to-open Rolan next door, see what the protagonist’s swagger was all about, but he also felt somewhat unable to bear the cost of showing off.

It truly made him want to pull his hair out.

Just thinking about Rolan, which was about to open next door, made Jiang Feng feel even balder.

Because not only did they have the skill and money, but just the other day, when Jiang Feng accompanied Wu Minqi to the mall to buy skincare products, he even saw the advertisement for Rolan’s restaurant.

To advertise right in the enemy’s turf, what formidable financial strength they must have.

Jiang Feng even suspected that the person responsible for putting up the advertisement board might have hung it in the wrong mall.

After letting his imagination run wild for a while, Jiang Feng reopened the attribute panel and began watching the tutorial video for steamed eel.

Since there weren’t any notes in the steamed eel recipe about the possibility of failure during preparation, it meant that this dish should be doable with a bit of effort.

Several dozen minutes later—

“Grumble.” Jiang Feng quietly closed the attribute panel and glanced at his rumbling stomach.

He was hungry, the kind of hunger that craved chicken soup and steamed eel.

To blame was Jiang Xiaoran’s delectable eating in the memory just now. Jiang Feng, amidst the fog, could see nothing but hear Jiang Xiaoran slurping soup, even smacking his lips, which alone was enough to make him unbearably craving.

As a result, when just now Jiang Weiming was pouring the clear soup over the steamed eel in the tutorial video, a delicious scent wafted up to Jiang Feng’s nose.

The unforgettable fragrance that spread 50 meters wide when the lid was lifted off the steamed eel in his memory was so strong that as soon as Jiang Feng watched the tutorial video, he could remember that scent, even imagine the taste of the dish.

As if he had already tasted it in his mouth.

Jiang Feng felt that he might have a dream tonight where he shared a table with Jiang Xiaoran.

Midnight hunger is like this: you feel nothing when you’re not hungry, but once you start to feel hungry, your taste buds secrete saliva, and your stomach begins to growl.

As if you hadn’t eaten anything before, feeling starved as though you hadn’t eaten for three days, images of various delicacies start to emerge in your mind. Chicken soup, steamed eel, Texas grilled chicken, roasted pig, sweet and sour mandarin fish, Eight Treasures Chestnut Fragrant Pigeon, braised pork knuckle, and other dishes that you didn’t get to eat during the day all appear before your eyes. Your stomach and mouth loudly protest, roaring and shouting for food.

Jiang Feng’s hands and brain decided to listen to his stomach and mouth, and he silently opened the sinfully tempting food delivery app.

After a tough decision-making process, Jiang Feng sifted through fried chicken, grilled skewers, stir-fry, and many other high-quality options, and settled on the hotpot skewers.

In this world, there’s nothing more satisfying than having a bowl of steaming hot, spicy and aromatic hotpot skewers filled with MSG and a variety of seasonings in the dead of night.

Half an hour later, Jiang Feng concluded his rendezvous with the delivery guy downstairs and happily began eating hotpot skewers at the dining table in the dining room at one in the morning.

Woken up from a deep sleep by the sound of the door opening and thinking there was a thief, Wu Minqi came out to check and was…

Her Fengfeng is…

Eating hotpot skewers?

Having hotpot skewers instead of sleeping in the middle of the night?

Wu Minqi couldn’t quite comprehend Jiang Feng’s hobbies anymore. Her boyfriend was indeed a man hard to fathom.

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