Super Chef Tycoon

Chapter 1056 On the Speed ​​of Rumors
Baifeng Pavilion is open normally, and it is a busy noon.

Everyone eats to their heart's content and spreads first-hand news in various social networks.

"Shocked, Brother Song actually hoarded [-] leave slips, but..."

"Brother Song's character is guaranteed, so I won't ask for leave easily in the future!"

"Honey, Baifeng Pavilion is going to sell some snacks!"

"From then on, I don't have to worry about not being able to eat Song Ge's food."

"No, you are too naive, do you think that snacks are so easy to buy?"

……

Yang Song entered the study and began to write and draw.

Now that the cowhide for snacks has been blown out, it is time to prepare.

"The most important thing about making snacks is that they must be easy to store and healthy and delicious. This is the main premise."

"The variety should not be too single, it is best to make some sweet and salty ones."

"Actually, it doesn't have to be limited to snacks, fast food is also fine."

Yang Song thought about dozens of ways, but in the end he didn't decide what to do.

When he went downstairs, it was open at night again.

There are many people who come up to eat noodles, and they all choose the watered lo mein.

"The weather is too hot recently, so I can't help but want to eat noodles, so add more chili."

"Actually, cold noodles are what I want to eat the most."

"I still want to eat Liangpi!"

"One more Roujiamo."

"That's how it feels."

……

After dreaming, a group of people looked at Yang Song eagerly.

"Brother Song, save us, I want to eat your cooked noodles, Liangpi and Roujiamo."

Yang Song tapped on the menu: "You may not have noticed that the menu has been updated."

"what?"

"Is there a new dish?"

"We don't know."

……

The menu of Baifeng Pavilion has become very thick.

Yang Song thought about switching to an electronic menu in the future, and only kept two sets of paper menus.

"Yanji Cold Noodles, Shanghai Cold Noodles, Yanbei Lengyou Noodles, and our favorite Liangpi, Roujiamo, there are actually hahaha..."

"Brother Song really understands us!"

"Add food, must add food!"

"Authentic Yanji people, I have never eaten authentic Yanji cold noodles since I came out of our place. I don't know if Brother Song is authentic or not."

"The cold noodles from the Northeast are amazing."

"Why don't you think Shanghai is so cold and magical?"

"The handsome men and beautiful women in Shanghai are the most amazing."

"Why is Yanbei cold?"

"Read more, even if it's just to be able to order food."

"I went to buy amaranth buns in the morning. I was the only one in the audience who read xian, and everyone else read jian. Then I was despised by the boss."

"The boss looks down on you, is it like the French don't know Napoleon, and the Americans don't know Washington?"

"No, it's more like Chinese people don't know the Great Wall."

"Which steamed stuffed bun shop? I'll use my mobile phone to teach the boss how to behave."

……

When the noodles came, everyone stopped talking and started eating.

Yanji cold noodles are one of the top ten noodles in my country. Simply put, they are noodles made with cold soup, cold noodles, and cold toppings.

Even when the weather is particularly hot, crushed ice is added to the bowl.

Kang Woo from Yanji couldn't help rubbing his eyes when he served it with cold noodles.

"Brother, did you smash it?"

"Does this look exactly like our cold noodles? I thought I had returned to my hometown!"

Kang Yu said in a daze: "Apple slices, cucumbers, beef slices, watermelon, and kimchi. The noodles are also soba noodles."

He couldn't help asking: "Brother Song, have you been to Yanji?"

Yanji is in Jilin, northeast of China.

A group of people looked over.

Yang Song shook his head: "I haven't been there."

"I've never been there, but it looks like this?"

"Taste it quickly." The diners urged.

Yang Song also said: "Yes, taste it. If it's not tasty, I'll go to Yanbian to learn Buddhist scriptures."

The hearts of the diners went up, staring at Kang Woo nervously.

He skillfully took a sip of the soup first, and couldn't help but let out a long sigh of satisfaction: "The beef clear soup is very refreshing——"

After eating the noodles again, Kang Yu's eyes widened, his cheeks puffed out, and he couldn't help but eat wildly.

He eats like crazy.

"Master!"

"How to say?"

"Look, he doesn't just eat noodles, but he eats noodles with sliced ​​beef, and spicy cabbage with one bite of noodles. This time it's watermelon!"

Yang Song also explained next to him: "The side dishes of Yanbian cold noodles are very complicated, seemingly irrelevant ingredients are mixed together, I thought the taste might be weird, but in fact it is not, all the food in this bowl of noodles can be matched It tastes amazing when eaten together."

In the end, he dropped the hammer even more: "This cold noodle has a unique flavor, and the side dishes are very rich. I have calculated that, depending on the side dishes, you can taste at least 72 different flavors from this bowl of noodles. How did it match up?"

The crowd was stunned.

Kang Yu was even more surprised, he hugged Yang Song's thigh: "Brother Song, can you really make 72 flavors?"

"Yes." Yang Song pushed him away disgustedly: "Wipe your mouth clean."

It's not a girl, why do you want to hug his thigh?

Kang Yu's starry eyes: "Brother Song, you are simply the god of our Yanji, will you come back to Yanji with me?"

Yang Song smiled and said, "Young man, haven't you been to Baifeng Pavilion a few times?"

"Yes, the third time today."

"Then you take care."

At this moment, someone pulled Kang Yu's brother and brother and called:

"Go, buddy, find a bar to drink."

"Isn't it hard living alone? Tell me about the boss of your company."

"Have you fallen in love? My brother will introduce you to a few, all of whom are beauties."

……

People who ate Shanghai Cold Noodles were also amazed.

"This is the taste of old Shanghai, but it is much more delicious than what I used to eat."

"Dad, I'm telling you the truth. Brother Song's cold noodles are from Yanbei. It's very authentic. The quality of the noodles is just like freshly ground naked oats. It's so strong and delicious. I don’t even want to go home after eating this.”

"The Liangpi is still colorful. I ate this one with spinach. It's really delicious!"

"I just ate Liangpi, and I didn't eat Shanghai Cold Noodles, Yanji Cold Noodles, and Yanbei Noodles. Which one would I not eat?"

"Maybe we can cooperate and have all the noodles."

"Brother Song, have another bowl."

"Come again for everything you haven't eaten before."

Yang Song's eyelids twitched: "Don't eat too much at night, it's not easy to digest, these noodles will not be off the shelf, you can continue to eat tomorrow."

"Where's the meat clip?"

Yang Song: "The limited supply is [-], is there any more?"

The TV station in Los Angeles heard that Yang Song launched four new dishes at once, three of which were cold noodles, and immediately opened a new column - "Eating Noodles".

The beautiful host Zuo Lan personally called to invite, and Yang Song agreed.

After agreeing, he picked up Chen Ming and Meng Shijia, two foodies, in the bamboo forest in the backyard.

"Don't squat down to eat, it's not easy to digest."

"Take it easy, I've got to send you to the crematorium if you died in Baifeng Pavilion."

Chen Ming and Meng Shijia choked, waved their hands again and again to say no.

Yang Song also said: "That's right, you should send it to the forensic doctor for an autopsy first, and you have to explain to the elders in your family that you are dying and don't disturb others."

Meng Shijia felt wronged: "I'll tell my sister."

Chen Ming: "Brother Song, you don't love me anymore."

Yang Song: "Don't get me wrong, when did I love you?"

Shanghai cold noodles cost 190 nine, Yanbei noodles cost 290 nine, and Yanji cold noodles cost 390 nine.

Colorful Liangpi is cheaper, only 99, and the crispy meat bun for Liangpi is also 99.

The stomachs of these two goods are like a bottomless pit, and each of them ate at least 1000 yuan.

And there is a tendency to continue eating.

Yang Song definitely didn't hate them because he felt sorry for money.

(End of this chapter)