The Game of Life-Chapter 799 - 798 The Guest Just Loves This Flavor

Chapter 799: Chapter 798: The Guest Just Loves This Flavor

Chapter 799 -798: The Guest Just Loves This Flavor

With the precedent set by the neighboring table, Chen Qi and Yufang were tense when facing the newly served pure meat dumplings.

Tension, fear, and even a little bit of expectation.

Yufang didn’t dare to reach out.

“Or we… just don’t eat it, it’s only five yuan a serving anyway, it’s a waste but let it be wasted,” Chen Qi suggested; she came to Ding Lake to enjoy vegetarian dishes, not to risk her life.

“No way,” Yufang was frantic at that moment, “How can we not eat something we’ve paid for? It’s worth five yuan each, it’s so expensive, even a little bit of Häagen-Dazs isn’t this pricey!”

Always thrifty and frugal, valuing every penny, Yufang promptly picked up the small bowl and drank a spoonful of the dumpling soup as if resigned to her fate.

Eh.

Yufang was stunned.

Although it tasted awful, it wasn’t… tear-inducing.

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Yufang took another sip of the dumpling soup, yup, it definitely tasted bad.

Salty, nothing but salty, it felt like she was just drinking a bowl of salty flour water, even a hint of meat’s gaminess could be tasted. Probably only the water used to clean pots would taste worse, and that would depend on what had been cooked in the pot.

“How… how is it?” Chen Qi saw that Yufang was okay and hesitated a bit.

Yufang smacked her lips, still ruminating on the awful taste of the dumpling soup, “It’s pretty bad, but it doesn’t seem as exaggerated as they made it seem, it’s edible.”

Then Yufang used a spoon to scoop up a dumpling and gulped it down.

With the dumpling still in her mouth, Yufang said unclearly to Chen Qi, “It’s indeed quite bad.”

Chen Qi: ?

Why do I feel you’re actually a bit relieved?

Chen Qi thought Yufang wasn’t acting normal now.

On the other side, the cameraman, who decided to grab this promotion and pay raise opportunity and reach the peak of his life, was still dedicatedly filming the next table. The buff from the pure meat dumplings generally doesn’t last very long, usually between a few minutes to a dozen minutes. Under normal circumstances, people would cry for about seven or eight minutes, and by this time, the sobs of the four people at the next table had gradually ceased and the second round of dumplings was served.

The little brother who had received inspiration was quite generous as he gave his six servings of dumplings to the guy next to him who was currently doubting his life and wondering, “Is it really that I’m not worthy? Why don’t I get any inspiration? How many times have I tried already? My hands are clearly so fast; why do they get it and not me?” lost in his tangle of agonizing thoughts.

“Senior brother, you eat my six servings of dumplings, I’ll give them all to you.”

The senior brother was very touched, he picked up a bowl of dumplings and swallowed it all, both soup and dumplings.

Everyone was ready, the cameraman even started a close-up shot.

There were no tears.

The senior brother didn’t cry.

Even he was puzzled.

Disbelieving, the senior brother continued to eat all six bowls without feeling a thing.

The tablemates were shocked.

“Senior brother, what’s this…”

Suddenly, the senior brother stood up excitedly, “I’ve found it, I’ve found it.”

“I feel it now; I know what to paint!”

“I love Master Jiang!!!”

After he spoke, the senior brother excitedly ran off, yes, he just ran off. Without looking back, he took to his heels, left without settling the bill, and was gone.

The cameraman: ?

Translator: ??

Tablemates: ???

The cameraman felt this segment could be delved into deeply, after all, the foolish director demanded footage of rich emotions, the more exaggerated the joy or sorrow, the better. He had always thought only sorrow would be captured, but now he also got joy; he never expected that there would indeed be diners who would suddenly jump up in the middle of eating and shout their love for the chef.

The cameraman turned his head and whispered to the translator, who then asked the same table, “What just happened to him?”

The little brother who generously gave away the dumplings recovered from his shock and faced the camera with a smile, making a striking contrast with his previously extremely distorted expression.

“My senior brother has been preparing a piece for several months, he’s painted many but felt something was off with all of them; there was just something missing. Perhaps he was just too overjoyed when he finally found inspiration, he must have gone back to the studio to paint now.”

The translator curiously asked, “What is the theme of his work?”

“Melancholy.”

…

Without a doubt, Jiang Feng’s all-meat wontons, sold in unlimited quantities, were a huge success. In just one afternoon, 319 servings were sold, garnering 147 positive reviews and 78 negative reviews, setting a new record for the highest number of negative reviews received in a single day by 7 restaurants.

Because Taifeng Building uses tablet ordering, giving positive or negative reviews is particularly easy, and many diners habitually leave a positive review after their meal. Since orders are made by the serving, if a customer wishes, ordering six servings of all-meat wontons could result in six negative reviews.

Instances like the order guy who found inspiration just right and felt like he was eating dragon by mistake were extreme outliers – most diners after finishing their meal thought –

Huh?

It’s not disgusting enough!

This isn’t the wonton I wanted!

Too much! The price is five times higher but it’s not as disgusting as before, negative review!

After the lunch service ended, Jiang Feng carefully examined every negative review. Some were just a simple click on the negative button, while others provided relevant comments. As Jiang Feng was checking the reviews, three professional cameramen were filming him, knowing well what should and shouldn’t be captured.

Wu Minqi, Sun Jikai, and Sun Maochai sat at the same table with Jiang Feng, helping him research the product.

Selling 319 servings in one afternoon and despite receiving 78 negative reviews, which subtracted quite a few points, they also gathered 147 positive reviews, acquiring a considerable amount of points. If Jiang Feng could keep it up, striving to make a bigger splash, and working to convert those customers who left negative reviews into positive ones, Taifeng Building might even have a chance to battle Taste House for the weekly championship.

The 147 positive reviews indicated that there was a portion of the loyal customers of the all-meat wontons who, despite the five-fold price increase, did not find it as terrible as expected and gave encouraging positive reviews.

As long as Jiang Feng could win back these customers who left negative reviews, Taifeng Building stood a very good chance of taking first place.

His main fear was that there would be even more negative reviews in the evening, as generally there are more customers at night than at lunch because of the longer operating hours. If it turned out to be 147 negative reviews and 78 positive reviews in the evening, Taifeng Building would have to say goodbye to this week’s points.

The comments on the all-meat wontons’ negative reviews showed a severe polarization.

Some customers provided what normal people would consider to be straightforward and extremely simple feedback.

Too disgusting!!!

Other reviews clearly came from those in pursuit of art, comments from the artists.

Not disgusting enough.

It’s not the original taste, negative review.

It didn’t make me want to cry, this isn’t the all-meat wonton I wanted.

There were also some comments that left Jiang Feng scratching his head, like Yufang’s.

The cameramen in the store are too scary, and so are the customers.

Jiang Feng: ?

Not just Jiang Feng, but the other three at the table also found this comment perplexing.

“Maybe there was a miscommunication during lunch today. Actually, that table of customers didn’t want to be filmed, but they ordered wontons, and the cameramen thought they could film, making them unhappy and leading to the negative review,” Wu Minqi speculated boldly.

“Possible,” Sun Jikai nodded. “If it was older customers, they really do mind these things, as well as some who are particularly concerned about privacy. I’ll talk to the cameramen later, remind them to be more careful and make sure to communicate properly before filming.”

Everyone decisively blamed the cameramen for this negative review.

Facing such polarized opinions in the reviews, Jiang Feng didn’t know whether he should make the wontons tastier or even more disgusting.

Making them disgusting would invite criticism, but not being disgusting enough would also get him scolded. Being a chef is really too hard these days.

The customer’s heart is as unfathomable as a needle at the bottom of the sea.

After reviewing all the comments, Sun Maochai got a rough idea and said to Jiang Feng, “Jiang Feng, when you cook the wontons tonight, boil them a bit longer to make the texture even worse.”

“The audience for all-meat wontons is different from other dishes, so let’s not aim for a better taste. Since the customers feel it’s not disgusting enough, let’s make it a little more so. If by chance other customers accidentally order it and leave a negative review, there’s nothing we can do about it because, after all, it’s quite normal for this dish to receive negative feedback.”

Jiang Feng understood the rationale but was truly troubled.

“Master Sun, it really can’t be cooked any longer. If it cooks longer, it’ll turn into minced meat and noodle skin soup,” Jiang Feng pleaded, already having worked very hard to retain the original flavor while maximizing its unpalatability. To make it even harder to eat, he’d have to use spoiled meat and send the customers to the hospital.

“No problem, the customers like it just that way.”

Jiang Feng: ?