Super Chef Tycoon

Chapter 1182 Brother Song Is Our God

The commotion in the kitchen quickly attracted the attention of the person in charge, Chen Min.

She rushed over in a hurry and learned about the situation on the way.

"The customer is your god, do you know that? To offend me because of a stupid cook who sells buns, are you out of your mind? I must sue you!"

Feng Fei felt humiliated.

Everyone in this group dared not give him face.

"Boss Feng, this is Huaxia." Xu Min rushed over, "God can't control this area."

"What do you mean? Do you think I dare not complain to your hotel headquarters?" Feng Fei thought that when the person in charge came, he would apologize to him and reprimand others.

"Just file a complaint. I'll just tell you that in our hotel, guests are the ones who obey the rules. Naturally, we serve you well. If you don't obey the rules, please leave." Xu Min was straightforward.

"By the way, I'll teach you another truth. Don't speak ill of Brother Song in front of the people of Los Angeles. You'll be beaten easily!"

"Also, our hotel can't afford to invite Brother Song, not just us, there may not be any hotel in Los Angeles, or even the whole country that can afford to invite Brother Song!"

Only then did Feng Fei realize that all the chefs on the scene were glaring at him.

Yang Song pointed out the chefs in the whole Los Angeles.

With his own strength, he won all the chefs from other places and even foreign countries who came to challenge him.

Give Huaxia Chef a face, give the Chinese people a face!
Who doesn't admire him?
Feeling isolated and helpless, Feng Fei immediately grabbed Ashikaga Kenjiro: "Chef Ashikaga, tell me something for me, isn't Yang Song good at making quick-frozen buns? What's so great about him? Why can't he say that?"

"Let go!" Ashikaga Kenjiro immediately pushed him away, and took two steps back: "How could Brother Song only make quick-frozen buns? He is clearly an all-rounder in cooking.

I lost to him in pastry, Nozawa Kazuo lost to him in yusheng, and the chef who couldn't afford to lose, we all lost to Brother Song in our strongest field.

Brother Song is the sun of the culinary world, bathing in his brilliance, we juniors can grow up, you think I make delicious pasta, it is because you have never eaten the food made by Song Ge, that is the real ultimate delicacy , compared with him, no, I don't deserve to compare with him at all.

As a native of Huaxia, it's a great pity that you haven't tasted Song Ge's food, it's a tragedy! "

It's over, and now there is no one to help him.

Feng Fei didn't understand: "That Yang Song can really cook the ultimate food?"

"Of course!" Chef Li Zhou was the first to support Yang Song.

"In the world of cooking, there is nothing that can be difficult for Song Ge! All cooking problems are not a problem in front of Song Ge. I suggest you search the Internet for Song Ge's dishes, and then read the comments of diners , you know how amazing Brother Song is."

Feng Fei ran away.

He went to check Yang Song's information immediately.

A bunch of food came out, there were photos and videos, and there were too many texts and voices.

Whole chicken, whole fish and whole pigeon are boneless.

Mutton banquet, fish banquet, Shenba Tianxia Supreme Invincible Soup, the most delicious barbecue in the world, Wensi tofu, dragon beard sixteen buckles, golden egg fried rice, peeing beef balls, jade dragon tendons, Pao Ding Jie Niu, ten fragrant wine.

They are all extremely difficult, and many dishes and techniques have long been lost, and Yang Song knows them all.

Not only that, he also upgraded those dishes.

"Where is this still a human? It's clearly the God of Cooking!"

"I want to go to Baifeng Pavilion to try it myself."

Just saw the news on the Internet: Brother Song hasn't come back yet!
After reading the news, I realized that Yang Song had gone out to practice cooking and travel.

Feng Fei couldn't get up or down a mouthful of old blood, so he called an emergency call and was sent to the hospital in distress.

After recuperating in the hospital for a while, Feng Fei wanted to eat quick-frozen buns made by Yang Song every day.

Doctor: "What should I eat? You can only eat liquid food recently."

After waiting for a week, Feng Fei was finally discharged from the hospital and finally had quick-frozen buns.

A radish stuffed with pork, a vermicelli and meat stuffed.

"It's delicious, it's so fragrant! It's delicious, it's delicious! I've never eaten such a delicious bun! It's even better than the buns stuffed with king crab and sea cucumber and abalone!"

Feng Fei ate with tears in his eyes, and joined the team of foodies waiting for Yang Song's return.

I talk to a group of foodies on the Internet every day.

"Brother Song, come back soon! I really want to eat your food!"

"Every night, I miss Song Ge's food."

"I want to eat grilled chicken wings, grilled gluten, grilled pig's trotters, grilled mutton kebabs and beef kebabs made by Brother Song, as well as steamed buns, glutinous rice wine, green jade cucumbers, squirrel mandarin fish, seven-pin stewed soup, sai abalone, imperial concubine chicken... "

The name of this dish is quite professional.

Then someone asked: "Dude, have you eaten so many delicacies cooked by Brother Song? Have you been promoted to the Yang Family Army?"

Yang Jiajun is Yang Song's true fan and diehard fan.

Not everyone is eligible to enter the Yang Family Army.

"I haven't eaten it." It was Feng Fei who spoke: "I have only eaten quick-frozen buns, and the rest are videos and photos I watched on the Internet. I am now and desperately hope that Brother Song can come back, I want to eat what he made Vegetables, all dishes!"

There are 500 people in the public chat group, including 390 people online.

For a moment, the group was as quiet as a temple.

After a while, the people boiled water to talk again.

"Brother, you are really miserable. We have eaten other dishes cooked by Brother Song, but you have only eaten quick-frozen buns."

"However, it's not bad to be able to buy quick-frozen steamed stuffed buns. During the recent short holiday, there are too many people running to Los Angeles, and they queue up to buy steamed stuffed buns."

"It's normal, I haven't been able to buy buns for a long time."

"I miss Song Ge's pancake fruit and duck blood vermicelli soup!"

"Who doesn't want Brother Song to make fried noodles?"

"It's been a long time since Song Ge made lemon chicken feet."

……

Feng Fei was really not comforted at all.

The foodies in Baifengge miss their Brother Song every day.

When are you coming back to cook for them?

But Yang Song had a great time eating outside.

Ever since I ate grilled skewers and meat wrapped in tomato sauce at Huahua BBQ that day, I can't let go of it for a long time.

Some other diners said: "We are an old city and an old street. The restaurants and snack bars here are all delicious. The ones with bad taste will die early, and those that survive will stand the test of time. Any one, at least ten years old."

"A ten-year store is nothing, and a 20-year store is nothing."

"Most of our shops here are 30 or 40 years old, which are not worthy of being called old shops here. They can only be called old shops for at least 50 years."

In a word, it can stand the test of practice.

Yang Song ate this piece for three days, and he ate seven or eight completely different seasoning recipes just by grilling.

Same thing, all delicious.

Another advantage of this old town is that there are many road sections that are not monitored.

Sometimes Yang Song would jump into the space with a barbecue and eat it in front of Wu Chuang.

(End of this chapter)