Super Chef Tycoon

Chapter 1194
"It seems that there is nothing wrong with being called Brother Song."

"But we seem to only know that the chef's surname is Yang."

"What if I make a mistake?"

……

Yang Song, who caught the trace, gave Situ Qing and Situ Ran a warning look at the two little foxes, and said with a smile, "Everyone should call me Chef Yang, it sounds kind."

The big brothers in Shenyang, with clear voices, were surrounded by a group of big men and called "Brother Song". Yang Song felt that he might be misunderstood by the police uncle.

"But we think it's good to be called Brother Song, it looks close!"

"No, no, no, you have to keep a low profile, not to mention my name is Yang Dashu." Yang Song is currently only planning to be a mediocre chef king.

Although Yang Song's name is not as loud as thunder, he is also a person who has a Baidu entry.

In case someone accidentally checks on the Internet, Yang Song feels that his whereabouts may have to be exposed.

Many foodies are secretly buying Yang Song's geographical location at high prices.

They are so hungry.

Yang Song must pay attention to protecting his information.

The name Yang Dashu was called by Meng Shihan first.

This is about my girlfriend.

The students who drank the porridge and ate the stir-fry were sent away by Yang Song.

"Walk back, digest and digest. You exercise more and recover your health sooner, so you can eat meat one day earlier."

Situ Ran and Situ Qing were sent away together.

But before they left, they all made an oath to Yang Song honestly: "You must never leak the news about Brother Song, otherwise you will have nothing to eat in the future."

The diners who only drank porridge stayed in the shop, planning to eat some barbecue and drink some beer.

A group of people get together to brag, and the little days are beautiful.

"We can also stay." The students felt that their stomachs were actually healed, or more than half of them were healed, and they could eat a few skewers.

"Be honest, don't eat what you shouldn't eat, I can find out." Yang Song said.

"Chef Yang, are you bragging?"

Yang Song said: "If you don't believe me, you can try it."

He is confident about it.

The [-] sets of chicken rice bowls were sold out, and those who couldn't get another set began to ask: "When will there be more tomorrow?"

"No tomorrow. We won't be selling chicken racks and rice bowls. We'll be selling other things tomorrow."

"I haven't figured out what to sell."

"When will it start selling, I have no idea."

Yang Song opened a temporary shop in Tiezhu Gourmet, and Gao Tiezhu and his wife who killed three chicken rack rice bowls had no objection to this.

Because of his small size, Gao Gui's little classmate who could only kill a serving of chicken rice had no objection.

"But I think I can actually just ask for chicken racks for my second order, without rice."

"Not full?" Yang Song was surprised: "What I prepared for you is an adult's food."

"Uncle, I'm still growing."

"Didn't you also drink porridge?" Yang Song almost forgot Gao Gui's appetite.

That can no longer be simply described as an adult.

"What is porridge? It will be digested after drinking it."

"Then what do I want to eat? I'll make it for you."

"Last time you said you could make candied sweet potatoes."

"Don't think I don't know that you ate all the marzipan I made. You can't eat sweets today. I'll cook you a bowl of longxu noodles in clear soup."

"No, uncle, you abused children. What's so good about noodles in clear soup? Isn't it just clear soup and noodles? I want to grow up, so I have to eat meat." Little classmate Gao Gui wanted you to abuse me, so I would lie on the ground and roll around.

"Add grilled beef to your clear noodle soup."

"Thank you uncle, you really still love my uncle!"

Hehe, children are also hypocritical.

Diners who can't eat the second chicken rack rice, choose to eat grilled chicken racks.

Diners who couldn't eat the first chicken-shaped rice bowl also had their appetites whetted by the yam and pumpkin porridge, and they were also waiting for barbecue.

"Boss, add chili!"

"Add sugar!"

The business in the store was so good that the kitchen couldn't get in at all.

Yang Song was stretching noodles at the door.

The fourteen buckles of the dragon's whiskers were opened, attracting many people.

"Wow, that's amazing. I've seen the noodle chef at the entrance of the company, and he can buckle up to six times. This little brother can actually buckle so many times. It's amazing!"

"Can this claim some kind of Guinness record?"

"Absolutely."

"The noodles must be strong."

Classmate Gaogui stood beside him very proudly, and when he met his classmates, he was even more proud.

"This is my uncle, specially made noodles for me!"

Who said primary school students are not social?

From far away, when Gao Gui saw his classmates, he would call them over.

"Did you see that? That's my uncle. He can buckle noodles fourteen times and make noodles for me. Isn't he amazing?"

This is not counting.

He also recorded a video to show off at school.

Yang Song: "You are very proud? Do you know that you should be humble and low-key?"

This little kid is so bloated.

"Uncle, you have to be happy when you are happy in life. Don't be ignorant. When you are proud, you should laugh loudly and be happy. Otherwise, what should you do when you are not proud?"

Is this okay?

Called a person by elementary school students?
Yang Song said again: "You are so proud today, others envy you, then you will not be proud after that, people can't laugh at you?"

"Isn't that normal?" Gao Gui had something to say: "When I'm proud, I float for a while, and I'm happy. When I'm not proud, I just think about the past when I was proud, and one day I will be proud again. If I am proud If you can’t be happy to your heart’s content, isn’t that no different from being frustrated?”

Yang Song: "..."

"I think what you said is actually quite reasonable. Adults are like this. I just didn't expect you elementary school students to be like this."

He always thought elementary school students were simple and stupid.

"Uncle, have you ever been a primary school student?"

Questions from the soul.

Yang Song forgot, after all, it was so long ago.

What can you remember from your elementary school days?
"Stay away."

Yang Song cooked four bowls of longxu noodles in clear soup.

Gao Tiezhu's family had three bowls, and he had one bowl.

"Chef Yang, how much is a bowl of your noodles?"

"Not for sale." Yang Song felt that he had traveled to practice cooking, which was equivalent to a vacation.

How can you cook and make money during the holidays?

A vacation is a rest.

The reason why he made the chicken rack rice bowl today is because he has never done this before, and he needs a mouse experiment.

Early the next morning, many people went to Tiezhu Gourmet and waited for Yang Song to appear.

"I don't know what else I can eat today."

Yang Song only showed up at night, and he came to make candied sweet potatoes for Gao Gui.

Classmate Gaogui returned home with his schoolbag on his back and waited.

"Go do your homework, after you finish your homework, you can just eat."

"I finished my homework a long time ago." Gao Gui took out his homework to Yang Song to check, "I finished my homework at school in order to eat the candied sweet potatoes you made."

"For the candied sweet potatoes, you actually work so hard!" My parents were shocked.

"I also made candied sweet potatoes for you before, and I didn't see how excited you were."

"Dad, my uncle said that he can make candied sweet potatoes that can be shredded for three meters. I think he is bragging."

Therefore, he didn't want to eat candied sweet potatoes at all, he wanted to expose Yang Song and laugh at him.

Yang Song: Hehe, just right, I also like to slap elementary school students in the face.

(End of this chapter)