Chapter 328: Birthday Cake

Jiang Feng had a nightmare that night.

It was a terrifying dream, where he dreamed that everyone in the Taifeng Building's kitchen, including himself, inexplicably turned into Shu people. Even Mr. Jiang Jiankang somehow developed a taste for spicy food. As everyone was from Shu, the hot pot they ate on Jiang Weiming's birthday wasn't even a yuan-yang pot. The sight of Sichuan peppercorns and chili peppers twirling in the red oil made Jiang Feng's scalp tingle.

Everyone kept piling food onto his plate, saying, "Jiang Feng, why aren't you eating?"

"Jiang Feng, eat!"

"Jiang Feng, this yellow throat fish is really tasty."

"Jiang Feng, have some duck intestine!"

"Jiang Feng..."

Eventually, it was the spiciness that woke Jiang Feng up.

He awoke in a cold sweat.

Jiang Feng got up and went to the bathroom to wash up. Wu Minqi was already awake, and the millet porridge in the kitchen was bubbling, almost ready to be served.