Super Chef Tycoon

Chapter 870 I paid for the food just now
Hearing this, Meng Shihan finally extinguished the fire and became angry again, grabbing Meng Shijia's collar and was about to throw it out.

"If you still want to hang around here, get the hell out of here and go back to Kyoto."

"No, no! I'm talking about working for my brother-in-law!" Meng Shijia shook his head faster than a rattle, signaling that Meng Shihan must trust him, and the latter let go of his collar and sat back in his seat.

Meng Shijia carefully sat back in his seat, and at the same time asked Yang Song to get him something to eat, so he ate a bowl of instant noodles. Meng Shijia felt his stomach was deflated.

Yang Song, who was coming out of the kitchen with a plate of baked noodles and chicken wings, was puzzled when he heard this, as if he was the boss of a certain gang.

Especially Meng Shijia's brother-in-law, which made Yang Song's goosebumps drop.

"Eat." He put the plate in front of him.

Just smelling the aroma, Meng Shijia was about to drool, so he quickly picked up a skewer and took a big bite. In an instant, his eyes widened in disbelief, oh my god, this is so delicious!This is not only delicious, it is a rare and extremely delicious food in the world!
Ordinary gluten seems to be infused with a new soul under Yang Song's cooking skills, and it becomes unique. Once you eat it, the delicious gluten is like a bomb. It explodes in your mouth and overflows the inner wall of your mouth. It pours into the stomach along the esophagus, and finally occupies the whole body.

So delicious, so delicious!
One after another, Meng Shijia finished eating in three or two bites. Yang Song made a big plate of barbecue, and he still didn't forget to close his eyes and savor it.

Decided to stay here for the rest of his life, Meng Shijia made up his mind without thinking for a second.

At the same time, I still can't help but give a thumbs up and praise Yang Song. "Brother-in-law, no wonder everyone in Los Angeles knows you, the food you cook is so delicious!"

Chen Ming cut it, took a bite of the watermelon in his mouth, and couldn't help complaining, "Sycophant."

Meng Shijia didn't care either, a little irony was nothing in front of delicious food.

Shen Huaizhao, on the other hand, has a good temper and knows how to take care of others. When he saw Meng Shijia's mouth was full of food, he was afraid that he would choke, so he quickly brought a cup of hot water over and put it in front of him. He took out a few pieces of tissue and motioned him to wipe it.

"Thank you pretty sister." Meng Shijia replied sweetly.

Shen Huaizhao was a little shy, and turned around to do other things.

Meng Shihan patted Meng Shijia on the back and urged, "Hurry up and eat, and wait at the police station to get a replacement ID card and bank card."

Being so old and still able to forget things in the car, Meng Shihan wondered if Meng Shijia didn't get overwhelmed just because he was tall.

When the ID card was mentioned, Meng Shijia had a look of awakening, "I almost forgot about it, and there is a mobile phone."

As he spoke, he touched his mouth, passed the plate to Yang Song, and said without any embarrassment, "Brother-in-law, please bring me another plate of barbecue."

"You really treat this as your own home." Chen Ming continued to complain.

At this time, the bell rang untimely, and several people stopped in unison. Meng Shihan realized that it belonged to her, picked it up, and saw that it was Meng's father calling, and she got straight to the point, "Did Meng Shijia run to your place? "

Meng Shihan pinched the center of her eyebrows helplessly, and replied, "It's with me."

Father Meng's tone instantly became angry, "Hurry up and tell him to come back to the capital! He can't control him under the eyelids, and he can't fly to the sky in Los Angeles!"

When Meng Shijia, who was eavesdropping, heard this, the alarm bell rang out immediately, and he clasped his hands together, "Sister, please, please help me cover up and speak nice words for me."

Meng Shihan sighed helplessly, "Dad, just let Meng Shijia stay with me so that I can watch him. If he dares to mess around, I will definitely break his legs." After finishing speaking, he did not forget to warn Meng Shijia, and immediately Pass him the phone, "Speak for yourself."

Meng Shijia took it timidly, and called out cautiously, "Dad."

The other end of the phone snorted coldly, "You kid has been causing trouble for me all day long, and now you're going to cause trouble for your sister!"

Meng Shijia smiled awkwardly, "It's been a long time since I saw my sister, why don't you come and see her, why did you get into trouble..."

"You think I'll believe you! In a word, if you dare to cause me any trouble, get the hell out of here immediately!" Father Meng immediately hung up the phone after saying this.

Hearing the beeping sound from the phone, Meng Shijia turned from depressed to full of blood in an instant, and returned the phone to his elder sister with a proud face, "Hey, I agree."

Before Meng Shihan could answer, Chen Ming jumped out first, "Isn't that right, this kid will be stuck here from now on?"

Thinking of Meng Shijia walking up and down in front of him every day, Chen Ming felt that these days were a bit difficult, and Meng Shihan could only smile at him helplessly, signaling him to be more tolerant.

At this time, Yang Song brought up the newly prepared barbecue, and Meng Shijia ate it in two or three bites. In the end, Meng Shihan forced him to wash the dishes, and said that the task of washing the dishes would be handed over to him in the future, and he was satisfied with the food Meng Shijia patted his chest and said no problem.

"By the way, brother-in-law." Meng Shijia suddenly thought of a question, "How much money can you make selling this barbecue?"

In Meng Shijia's world, a skewer of barbecue costs only a few yuan, and no matter how delicious or expensive it is, it only costs 20 yuan. It doesn't seem like he can earn much in a month.

"Don't worry, you won't starve to death." Yang Song replied indifferently.

He didn't intend to tell Meng Shijia how much money he made, not to mention that he had never done so before. In Yang Song's opinion, people who talk about how much money they make all day long are really annoying, and they don't suit him at all. Assuming that the really awesome people do things in a low-key manner.

However, Chen Ming, who was the first loyal fan of Yangsong Food, had a lot of complaints about Meng Shijia's contempt, "You've already asked that, and by the way, pay for what you just ate."

"Okay, just give it." Pay as much as you want, Meng Shijia, a second-generation rich man, thinks he has seen a lot of things in the world, and he has had a lot of five-star meals.

After agreeing, I turned my eyes around the store, trying to find the price, and when the sharp-eyed saw the price, I couldn't calm down for a moment, and couldn't help but say "I C!"

"A skewer of gluten is one hundred! A skewer of beef is three hundred!"

"158 servings of fried rice noodles!"

"A serving of pickled fish costs 1588!"

"Is it my eyes that are dazzled or misread!"

After rubbing his eyes vigorously and looking carefully several times, Meng Shijia was sure that he was not mistaken, and instantly felt that he had seen the world before, it was bullshit, and five-stars would not dare to bid such a price, okay?
A string of roasted gluten is 100, and 10 skewers will cost a thousand, so if you eat it casually, it will cost thousands or even tens of thousands!What can't make much money, this is simply making a lot of money, okay?

"Nice! Brother-in-law, you are really good! It's my little brother who has little knowledge and short-sightedness!" Meng Shijia couldn't help but praise Yang Song with a thumbs up.

(End of this chapter)