Super Chef Tycoon

Chapter 134

"Hehe! Girl, you can still nod at Phoenix Three! Not bad not bad!"

After hearing this, Shen Huaizhao showed a trace of embarrassment on his face, but still accepted Lao Meng's praise with a smile!

After helping Meng Lao make tea, Shen Huaizhao turned to look at Meng Shihan who was busy, leaned over, and asked curiously, "Sister Meng, what are you doing?"

"She's helping Xiaosi to sew a doghouse, but she's not very good at it!" Yang Song and Meng Lao were drinking tea and said with a smile when they heard it.

Mr. Meng was teasing Xiaosi. Hearing what Yang Song said, thinking of his granddaughter's hands-on ability, he said cheerfully, "Xiaosi! Do you know? I'm afraid you won't have a kennel to sleep in in your life!"

"Grandpa! Yang Song! Don't go too far!" Meng Shihan blushed, and when she heard the two squeeze her like this, she angrily dropped the work in hand.

Shen Huaizhao smiled slightly, and said, "Okay, don't talk about Sister Meng like that, she uses her brains, not her hands, I'll do this kind of thing!"

After taking over Meng Shihan's needlework, Shen Huaizhao said with a smile: "This kind of thing is relatively simple for us. I used to help my brother mend clothes at home and make a doghouse. It's very simple!"

As he spoke, Shen Huaizhao flipped his hands, sewed here and there, stuffed a little cotton there, and soon, the prototype of a kennel appeared!After Yang Song saw it, he praised: "Not bad! Huaizhao, your hands are very skillful!"

"That is to say! Dear granddaughter, you should study hard. It looks like my clothes can be mended by Shen girl in the future!" Mr. Meng looked at Shen Huaizhao very satisfied.

Meng Shihan shook her head and said, "Don't treat her like a servant all the time, she will have to rest after returning home!"

Thinking of this matter, Yang Song looked at the time and it was past ten o'clock, stood up, stretched himself, and said to Shen Huaizhao.

"Rest early today, and I will go to the store at six o'clock tomorrow. Alas, being lazy has nothing to do with me!"

Hearing Yang Song's arrangement, Meng Shihan was a little strange and asked, "Why do you start making breakfast now?"

"I didn't have crystal shrimp dumplings before, but now I have them. I have to make breakfast in the future. In fact, I could have them before, such as longxu noodles or stir-fried rice noodles with clear soup noodles, but I think they can be sold all day long, so I don't bother to bother. , now I think the crystal shrimp dumplings should be sold out in the morning!" Yang Song briefly explained.

Elder Meng asked strangely: "Xiao Yang, I don't understand why your rules are so rigid? Wouldn't it be better to be more flexible?"

Yang Song smiled slightly, showing a cold smile, and walked towards the bedroom, leaving a word.

"As a chef, I must maintain the rules I should have!"

After finishing speaking, I went back to the room to get a set of clothes, went to the bathroom and started to wash up!

"Don't talk about it, kid, you really look good when you say that!" Old Meng laughed dumbfounded, and took a sip of hot tea.

Meng Shihan gave Yang Song a blank look, and said contemptuously, "Isn't it just pretending? Who wouldn't?"

Shen Huaizhao finished the kennel, and it was still very beautiful. He put it on the side of the cardboard box. After finishing the box, he said with a smile, "There is nothing wrong with the boss doing this! I think it is very suitable!"

"You!" Meng Shihan shook her head helplessly, grabbed a pile of clothes, "He pays you wages, of course you would say that!"

"Sister Meng, are these clothes old clothes?" Shen Huaizhao saw Meng Shihan put these clothes into a cloth bag.

Meng Shihan nodded, and said while putting on clothes: "I buy a few sets of clothes every month. These clothes have long been out of place. These are last year's clothes. I don't want to wear them anymore, so I put them in the grocery store!"

"I" Shen Huaizhao was a little embarrassed, but as if he had made up his mind, he asked, "Sister Meng, can I wear this set of clothes?"

After hearing this, Mr. Meng was stunned for a moment, and looked at Shen Huaizhao in surprise. At this time, she was wearing the overalls that Yang Song had prepared for her. Mr. Meng thought that she was not a very bitter child. Now it seems that, She seemed really pitiful.

Hearing what Shen Huaizhao said, Meng Shihan had a sore nose and almost shed tears. Thinking of what Yang Song had told her about Shen Huaizhao's family, she stood up suddenly, ran to the grocery store, dragged out four or five big bags, and said, " Sister, don't mention one piece! These are my old clothes from the past two years, you just take them and wear them, anyway, I don't wear them, so you don't have to worry about them!"

Looking at so many clothes, Shen Huaizhao was a little frightened, and quickly said: "No, no, you don't need so many, just one or two sets will be fine!"

Mr. Meng also said seriously: "Girl Shen, you can just dress it up. My granddaughter, I know that I used to have so many clothes when I was a child, and now it's even more so. These clothes, if you don't wear them, you will be bitten by bugs and you will have to wear them." If you lose it, you might as well wear it! As long as you don’t dislike the old clothes!”

"Don't dislike it, don't dislike it!" Shen Huaizhao quickly shook his head, with a happy look on his face.

Meng Shihan smiled and said: "Okay, first you pick out a few sets of clothes that you like, and you can wear them after washing them. There are so many, you don't need to wear the ones you don't like, just pick some that you like!"

Shen Huaizhao nodded, and began to fumble in the bag!Seeing this, Mr. Meng smiled slightly, stood up, and said, "Okay, you guys go to bed early! I, the old man, will go back to rest too! Good night!"

"Good night, Grandpa Meng!"

"Good night old man!"

Fortunately, the two girls are about the same size, except that Meng Shihan is stronger!That is to say, a little plumper. Shen Huaizhao's skinny appearance before is much better. Yang Song has put on weight these days, at least his complexion is much better. Yang Song eats well here, drinks all mountain spring water, and his skin is straight Much fairer.

After washing up, Yang Song returned to the room, lay on the bed, took out his mobile phone, and sent a message to the prestige group.

"@All Members, open on time at seven o'clock tomorrow, new breakfast: crystal shrimp dumpling! Sell clear soup powder! Egg fried rice! Fried rice noodles and clear soup longxu noodles!"

"Crystal Shrimp Dumplings? It sounds delicious!"

"Breakfast is finally here! I happen to pass by the boss's shop every day on work, so I'll have breakfast tomorrow!"

"But the boss has to line up, do you have time?"

"It's too late, I wish I had gone earlier! You don't have to worry!"

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The liveliness in the group had nothing to do with Yang Song. After posting the news, Yang Song closed his eyes and soon fell into a dream, breathing evenly.

(End of this chapter)