Super Chef Tycoon

Chapter 1193 The Student Party Is the Main Force
There are 45 more servings of chicken rice bowls.

Everyone who has eaten it said it was good, even though Yang Song refused many times, he was still undeterred.

"Chef Yang, can you give us another one?"

With a respectful and sincere attitude, I can't wait to bow to Yang Song three times.

"No." Yang Song still smiled lightly, and refused simply.

Situ Ran and Situ Qing were so moved: "It's still our Brother Song."

The two of them originally planned to go out for a stroll, but now they don't go anywhere, and they ordered a few other barbecues, sat and played poker, and waited for Yang Song to finish his business, so they could chat.

Du Nanxing's five classmates, regardless of senior or junior, let's name them.

They are Li Chunli, Liu Kui, Gao Yuan, Jiang Lei and Yang Qingsen.

The five of them are all very standard puffy, with the physical conditions that long-term indoor workers should have.

Swollen eyes, dark circles, yellowish complexion, chapped lips, and no less than five pimples on everyone's forehead.

But what is different from office workers is that even though they look tired and working hard, there is still light in their eyes.

Some students from Chaoyang University gave discounts, and more people chose to order a chicken bowl with rice.

Among them was a certain coal boss who came in with two beauties after smelling the smell.

"What's wrong with a chicken rice bowl at 99 yuan? Is this a problem? I have eaten black truffles in a pot and king crab in a tank. How can this dish cost less than 10 yuan?" Expensive? It’s not expensive at all, come on, give us three servings, one for each person to taste, it tastes good, but it doesn’t taste good, that young man, beware of the boss, I’ll screw you over!”

Yang Song said: "Eat at ease, the taste is not good, you don't need to do it, I will take the pot off myself!"

"terrific!"

There are less than ten servings of Chicken Rack Rice Bowl Swish Swish.

There was the sound of hurried footsteps, and a large group of people came outside.

"Why does it sound like a devil entering the village? What's going on?"

They are students of Chaoyang University.

To be precise, they are neighbors of Du Nanxing's lab and students of several other labs.

"Senior Chunli, I heard that the chicken rice bowl here is really delicious. I also heard that they are all made of green forest guinea fowl? After eating it, the stomach problems are much relieved?"

Li Chunli and the others touched their stomachs:

"It's true, my stomach really doesn't hurt anymore."

"It's so strange. I just realized now that I have a stomach problem. I feel nauseous even after eating something. It's really amazing that nothing happened today."

"Have I ever really had an upset stomach? I think I'm fine now."

Doing experiments day and night, the students who lost their stomachs all looked like wolf.

"It's really great. I can't eat anything these two days. I feel like vomiting when I smell the food. I'm starving to death!"

"Me too, I'm obviously very hungry, I just don't want to eat."

"I can't, I can't, the boss quickly hand over the chicken rice bowl, let us eat some, save our stomachs."

Yang Song didn't start cooking right away, he observed their expressions carefully.

"You guys can't eat chicken rice bowls, I won't sell them to you."

The few people who were about to pay were dumbfounded: "Why?"

Aren't we worthy to eat?
"Chef, we have money."

Yang Song: "I have money too, but I just don't sell it to you."

Look down on people?

Yang Song explained: "The gastroenteritis of the few of you is serious, and you must control your diet. Although I made chicken rice with a mild taste and didn't put chili, it still doesn't work for you. You can only eat Porridge and side dishes, take good care of your body.”

There was still half a sentence, Yang Song didn't say it: otherwise it would be easy to hang up.

Young people these days really don't take their bodies seriously.

The good times have just begun, and their physical condition is comparable to the setting sun.

"But we can't eat it. The porridge has no taste at all, and the side dishes can only eat green vegetables and tofu. Let alone eat, I feel that life is hopeless when I see these words."

"Yes, vegetarian dishes are simply not for people to eat."

Yang Song said: "Do you think vegetarian dishes are not tasty?"

"How can vegetarian dishes be delicious?"

"Think porridge is not good?"

"No sugar is really bad."

Yang Song: "Wait!"

How can it be possible to look down on porridge and vegetarian dishes?

"Today, I'm going to prove the porridge and vegetarian dishes."

Yang Song turned and went into the kitchen, washed the rice and cooked it in a pot, and prepared a lot of vegetables: kale, green bamboo shoots, sliced ​​lotus root, king oyster mushrooms, carrots, parsley, fungus, etc.

Yam and pumpkin porridge was cooked on the fire, and Yang Song began to chop vegetables on the other side.

To cook porridge, the word boil is used because it takes time to present a good pot of porridge.

But when it comes to Yang Song, the situation will be different.

He can cook porridge fast or slow.

It's good porridge out of the pot.

In just 10 minutes, the porridge will be ready.

The dishes were also good.

There is nothing unusual about the yam and pumpkin porridge, but what is unusual is that Yang Song makes vegetarian stir-fry.

Stir-fried kale, stir-fried green bamboo shoots, stir-fried lotus root slices, stir-fried king oyster mushrooms, stir-fried carrots, stir-fried parsley, and stir-fried black fungus.

All fried.

I haven't eaten it yet, just hearing the name is disappointing.

"Chef, your chicken rack is pretty good, and other meat dishes should be good too. Why do you only give us vegetarian dishes? Are they all stir-fried?"

What is fried?
Everyone understands the literal meaning, which means less oil and less salt to the extreme, and it can even be understood as no oil, only a little salt.

When the dishes are served, the colors are plain and the presentation is plain.

No, there is no gimmick at all.

"I don't see how you can use oil, chef."

Yang Song: "No, I wiped the bottom of the pot with oil."

Suffering from gastroenteritis, the people with famine-like faces looked helpless at the dishes on the table that looked similar to their own.

"We don't want to eat this."

"No, you want to eat." Yang Song smiled.

"You are joking."

"Yeah, can't we still decide what we won't eat?"

No matter what the students were, they were only in school, they hadn't really experienced the dangers of society, and they hadn't been beaten by people in society.

Yang Song taught them a truth: "If you don't eat it, you will never be able to eat the green forest guinea fowl in your life. I will put you in the blacklist, and the green forest guinea fowl will never be with you."

"By the way, what I'm selling today is just chicken racks. Tomorrow, I might sell a whole roast chicken, and I'll use the green forest guinea fowl. You still won't be able to eat it."

This knife is really cruel.

"There is also Tongzhao Liangpin Duck. I plan to make an eight-treasure gourd duck to eat. The roasted pigeon I made is also good. Do you want to know what the Tianxue Mountain white pigeon tastes like?"

Not every chef deserves the spectacle of a group of people gathering together to swallow their saliva.

"Stew Guixi small-eared pig with Jiuzhi matsutake, and jade dragon tendon made from HLJ large yellow croaker. Besides, you haven't tasted the barbecue made of Cangyun beef. Whether the beef is eaten fresh or made into barbecue, it is delicious. The taste can make you feel what is the world!"

(End of this chapter)