Super Chef Tycoon

Chapter 1126
Xu Hong didn't expect that her teenage daughter couldn't catch her, to be precise, she couldn't catch her at all.

The daughter was stupid, but the son thought she was ashamed and avoided her.

No one helped Xu Hong howling in pain, which sounded more genuine than her husband who just died.

It's not acting at first glance, it really hurts.

"Stop howling, don't you just want money?" Meng Shihan took a stack of pink banknotes and patted them.

Xu Hong's eyes brightened instantly, as if a wolf saw meat and a dog saw shit.

"You said that your son and daughter ate cold rolls in our store, and we cheated you of money, and now you have lost your husband, lost your job, and your child didn't go to school?" Meng Shihan asked.

"Yes, it's all your fault! You are all sinners!" Xu Hong resisted not to grab the money, she wanted more.

"When can I eat?"

"The morning before yesterday."

"About what time?"

"It's about eight o'clock."

The crowd laughed.

"Don't talk nonsense, the breakfast in Baifeng Pavilion is not sold at eight o'clock."

"I was very lucky to eat the last cold roll the day before yesterday, and it was not yet 07:30."

Xu Hong panicked for a while: "I, I remember wrongly, can I remember wrongly?"

"Okay, why not? You said you ate at our restaurant, where's the receipt?"

Baifeng Pavilion pays first, and then eats.

"What receipt?"

"Without evidence, you dare to come out and bite someone?" Meng Shihan put the money away.

Xu Hong immediately got up from the ground, like a toad ready to go.

"I lost the receipt. Our child is a good student and will not lie."

"Who told you that a good student won't lie?" Meng Shihan carefully observed the eyebrows of the boys and girls, and said, "Aunt Xu, what are the names of your two children?"

Xu Hong: "..."

She couldn't answer.

"Why, my mother doesn't remember the name of her son and daughter?"

"Who said I don't know?" Xu Hong pulled a child with one hand: "My daughter Xu Xiaohong, my son Xu Xiaoming."

Xiaohong and Xiaoming.

"How old are they?"

Xu Hong panicked: "Why are you asking this? I won't tell you!"

Meng Shihan suddenly rushed forward and waved: "Comrade policeman, this way, the liar is here."

Xu Hong turned her head in horror, and she saw a few policemen coming, pushed her own child away, and ran away.

Meng Shihan stretched out her feet and stirred lightly.

Ah!
The fat man weighing more than 200 kilograms landed on his face.

Xu Xiaohong and Xu Xiaoming also wanted to run. Yang Song came out this time, pinching one with each hand, as if he was catching a chicken.

"If you don't study well, is this your good character and learning?"

The police arrived and handcuffed the man smoothly.

"It's the three of you again. The third incident occurred within two months. The victims of the previous two incidents also called the police. They jumped out when they were looking for you. You are very hardworking. Liars also have performance indicators?"

"These three people are not a family at all, they are habitual offenders..."

Xu Hong's real name is Xu Hong, she has no husband, her son and daughter are fake, and her name is also fake.

The three of them saw that Baifeng Pavilion's business was doing well on their mobile phones, so they wanted to come and blackmail them.

Yang Song said: "There is a surveillance video at the entrance of our store, which can be provided to the police to prove that the two of them have never eaten in the store."

There is a very hidden camera in the palace lantern under the signboard of Baifeng Pavilion.

"Comrade, thank you for cooperating with us."

Xu Hong seemed to be insulted: "There is a video, didn't you say so earlier?"

Made her cry for so long.

Yang Song: "I don't want to say it."

If you are a liar, you will be fooled.

Yang Song apologized to the onlookers again: "I made everyone laugh."

"It's okay, Brother Song, I already knew they were liars, so let's just watch the fun."

"These three are not good. I am still checking the lines when I walked in from the food street. I am obviously unskilled in business and too unprofessional."

"how do you know?"

"I followed them all the time and watched the show all the way. When they arrived at the door of Brother Song's shop, they whispered one, two, three to start."

"I can finally understand why it is so ugly to choose a TV series."

"Good actors are hard to find."

"This Xu Hong has been crying so fakely."

"You howl without tears, and you don't know how to prepare eye drops in advance if you can't cry. It's so stupid."

"If it doesn't work, smelling onions is also a solution."

……

Yang Song clapped his hands and said: "Anyway, I'm bothering everyone. Today, Baifeng Pavilion is the host. Please drink yellow skin lemon tea, a summer-breaking drink. It's cold to quench your thirst, and you are welcome to taste it."

Meng Shihan picked up a complete red brick and walked in front of Xu Hong.

"What do you think, what do you think? Police, police, you have to protect me!"

"Don't be afraid, I just give you back your things."

Yubai's little hand didn't use much strength to break the brick lightly, and the red brick became two pieces.

"Come on, continue." Meng Shihan handed the brick over.

"Damn!" Xu Hong screamed, and ran behind the policeman: "I broke the law, arrest me quickly, arrest me and lock me up!"

Everyone present has learned a lot. This is the first time I have seen such a cooperative villain, so I have learned a lot.

Yang Song helped Meng Shihan wipe her hands: "Thanks for your hard work, I'll make you a cup first, and then take a good rest after drinking."

Both husband and wife returned home.

The scene was as silent as a chicken: "The babies are all frightened, their hands are so strong. '

A two-meter-high vat is placed at the entrance of Baifeng Pavilion, and free gifts of heat-relieving products are given to passers-by.

"Drink the yellow peel lemonade!"

"White Lemonade clears away heat, whitens and nourishes skin, invigorates stomach and eliminates food, come and drink it!"

Chen Ming yelled a few words at the top of his voice from time to time, which seemed to be the case.

Zhang Xiaoyang heard it, and often praised: "It's quite charming, as expected of the son of the richest man in Los Angeles."

Turning his head, he immediately praised Yang Song: "Of course, Brother Song is the most powerful. He can think of making a drink with yellow peel and lemon. It's delicious, it's so delicious!"

The vocabulary of capitalists is really poor.

The yellow skin is a fruit from the south. It looks like a small potato that has grown hair and has been beaten down. It is a small oval fruit that is smaller than the cherry tomato.

Yang Song also cooked jasmine tea soup and perfumed lemon from Sanya, Hainan.

The green lemon with outstanding fragrance is continuously sliced, hand-pounded with the treated yellow peel, and the syrup prepared by adding yellow rock sugar and honey, and finally poured into the jasmine tea soup, after stirring, the yellow peel lemon tea is ready.

"Wow, the scent of lemon is really unforgettable!"

"There is also a mixed scent of orange and grapefruit. Is this the yellow peel?"

"Drink it with a big gulp! It's great to get the pulp of the yellow skin!"

"What a beautiful jasmine flower, fragrant and white, people praise—"

Everyone is holding a beautiful cock cup, standing at the gate of Baifeng Pavilion and drinking intoxicated.

The more people gathered, Yang Song asked Chen Ming to evacuate.

"There can't be so many people crowded here."

Chen Ming didn't move, Yang Song: "What do you mean?"I can't control you, the son of the richest man, can I? '

"Brother Song, no need, Sister Meng has made a move."

None of them noticed that Meng Shihan went to the densest part of the crowd and only said one sentence.

"Don't gather."

"Okay, okay! Let's go now!"

Much better than the queuing committee.

Yang Song asked Chen Ming to pay attention: "The materials are limited, and each person is limited to one cup. Don't let people get too much, especially keep an eye on those who jump in line."

There were too many people, and Yang Song was worried that the queuing committee would be overwhelmed.

"Relax Brother Song, there is Sister Meng!"

(End of this chapter)