Super Chef Tycoon

Chapter 1181
According to common sense, everyone comes to buy steamed stuffed buns frequently, shouldn't they be tired of eating them?This will reduce or even stop coming, after all, no one likes to queue.

People who think this way don't think about themselves at all, isn't he buying and buying?
This quick-frozen steamed stuffed bun has twenty different fillings.

"There are also foodies from other places. Many of them come to Los Angeles every once in a while to eat at Baifeng Pavilion. Brother Song runs away when he says he wants to. The food they only eat once a week or even a month flies away. .”

"It's even more impossible to miss the quick-frozen buns!"

"The hotels near these supermarkets are full of people recently. They are all diners from all over the country, and they all come to buy steamed buns. How is it possible that the queue is not long?"

There are also tourists who have just arrived in Los Angeles who don't understand the situation: "What's so delicious about quick-frozen buns?"

Until a foodie in a certain hotel went to the kitchen and borrowed an induction cooker to heat up two buns.

The aroma inevitably spread throughout the kitchen, and then drifted out, and some diners came to find it after smelling it.

"Come on, give me a basket of these buns." One world, one pursuit.

"Can't come." The waiter said. "These are steamed buns bought by the guests themselves, not our hotel's steamed stuffed buns."

"Then buy some of these buns for me, I want to eat this for breakfast."

"Can't buy it."

The customer was angry: "Are you kidding me? Didn't that person say he bought it from a supermarket? You can't find that supermarket?"

This hotel is a five-star hotel, and guests can entrust the waiter to buy things.

Money can do it.

The waiter even wanted to hate: "You want to make fun of me." '

"That's the recipe of Yang Songsong, our great chef in Los Angeles. It is supplied in limited quantities in several supermarkets every day, and there are many people queuing up." The waiter also handed over his mobile phone.

That picture is like a long dragon.

"Now go to the queue, you can't buy it at all."

Because there are too many people who want to eat quick-frozen steamed stuffed buns, the supply really exceeds the demand.

Baozi can only be served once a day now.

Starting at nine o'clock in the morning, each supermarket has [-] buns, and they will be sold out before three o'clock in the afternoon.

In order to prevent excessive introversion, the team queuing up to buy steamed stuffed buns can only start collecting tickets at [-] o'clock in the morning, and those who arrive too early will not be issued.

When the quick-frozen buns first came out, some people went to the supermarket to queue up in the middle of the night, scaring the supermarket staff who had finished the night shift.

After finally finishing his day's work, he yawned and thought he could go home to sleep. He locked the supermarket door and turned around, and there was a group of people standing in the dark opposite.

The brother was so scared that he almost thought that he was confused and got the time wrong and locked everyone in the supermarket.

The society is too impetuous, involuntary and threatening.

Yang Song will definitely not condone these things, even if he is not in Los Angeles, Meng Shihan and Chen Ming contacted Zhang Xiaoyang immediately after hearing about it, and forbid queuing up for incrimination.

The waiter told the guests who could smell but not eat.

"If you want to eat, our hotel will arrange people to line up at [-]:[-] tomorrow morning. You will definitely be able to eat it, but we can't guarantee whether it will be breakfast, lunch or dinner."

This guest is named Feng Fei, rich and willful.

"Can't you buy a few from the insiders of the supermarket? Just pay more."

"Impossible, those are Brother Song's steamed stuffed buns. No one dares to put their minds on it. Whoever dares to operate in secret, that supermarket will permanently lose the qualification to sell Brother Song's delicacies."

"So strict? That Yang Song can't make a lot of money by doing this." Feng Fei shook his head.

"Brother Song is not short of money, he is a real chef." Li Zhou, the chef of the restaurant, said.

"Oh, I have been to all the well-known restaurants in the country, but I have never heard of a chef named Yang Song!"

"Speaking of it, isn't he just a little famous in your city of Menlo? He's just a little chef who can only hang around in a square inch every day, isn't even your hotel unwilling to invite him?"

"It's a pity that he can make quick-frozen buns so delicious, but he didn't make use of his strengths to make more money." Feng Fei, a rich man, always likes to be a teacher.

He was a successful businessman, and he always watched the masses of people toil for a few taels of silver.

"Making money is actually very simple, the key is to find the way."

Feng Fei always has an inexplicable sense of superiority.

I'm afraid it's not a fool.

"Chef Li, can you warm up some steamed buns for me too?" Kenjiro Ashikaga stayed at this hotel with his friends recently.

"Hello, Chef Ashikaga. It's been three years since He Guoyi left. Chef Feng Fei is very enthusiastic, and took the initiative to introduce: "This is a well-known state banquet chef who has had a good reputation. Pastry master, I was lucky enough to eat the noodles made by Chef Ashikaga once, it was so delicious!"

"Chef, what is the wind that brought you here from?"

Ashikaga Kenjiro didn't even remember who Feng Fei was.

"I'm here for Chef Yang Song."

"What an honor, I... what did you say?" Feng Fei felt that he might be hallucinating: "Who did you say it was for?"

"Chef Yang Songyang, I need to learn from him." Ashikaga Kenjiro completely forgot that he was kicking the restaurant at the beginning, but was kicked instead.

Xiaohe people are so fierce that they can even deceive themselves.

"Why?" Feng Fei couldn't believe it: "Because he can make quick-frozen buns?"

He thought Yang Song could only make buns.

Or frozen buns.

In the perception of Chinese people, no matter how delicious the quick-frozen food is, it is limited, and the real freshness and deliciousness are fresh out of the pan.

"Chef Yang's quick-frozen buns broke the ceiling of quick-frozen food and created a new height. Before that, I never knew that quick-frozen food could be so delicious."

"No matter how delicious it is, it's just frozen food!"

Quick-frozen food can't get on the countertop.

"You are wrong. The ones that can't be put on the table are made by others. The quick-frozen steamed buns made by Chef Yang and my brother Song are really delicious. He has made good use of the advantages of quick-freezing. To a certain extent, the production process of this steamed stuffed bun It just needs to be frozen and then microwaved to complete the cooking step."

This is the discovery that Ashikaga Kenjiro only restored the buns countless times according to the recipe.

"Isn't it just a bun?"

Li Zhou quit: "I've put up with you for a long time! What's wrong with Baozi? Why do you look down on Baozi? Baozi has been around since the Three Kingdoms period, with a history of more than 2000 years. For so many years, Baozi has been loved by people from all walks of life. , also attended a state banquet, who looked down on Baozi for your face?"

One person present counts as one.

"Countless office workers have steamed stuffed buns and eggs for breakfast, and you actually look down on our choices!"

"Why is the face so big? Brother Song's quick-frozen buns are delicious, they are delicious! You can't eat them if you want to."

It's not that everyone looks down on others.

For someone like Feng Fei, he is really not a guy who can succeed in the queue.

"What's your attitude? I'm a guest of your hotel, and I live in the presidential suite!"

(End of this chapter)