Super Chef Tycoon

Chapter 892 Brother Song Is Too Awesome

"I don't know why, every time I watch Brother Song cooking, he is chopping Chinese cabbage, I feel that he is practicing some kind of peerless martial arts."

"Yes, like Tai Chi, the simplest moves are infinitely mysterious."

"Me too, I can't take my eyes off at all."

I don't know how people watch the excitement, but I know how people watch the doorway.

Like Dazhi and Pangwei, they took it very seriously.

"He stirs the syrup with exactly the same force every time, even the arc and angle of the spoon are the same."

"It has turned 670 nine times, how did he do it?"

"The key is that his hand is still very steady."

"Guys, I just did a search, and this brother seems to know how to solve a problem."

"Hasn't that divine technique been lost long ago?"

……

Thousands of threads of syrup are pulled out, one after another, without interruption.

Satisfied, Yang Song dipped the pre-skewered fruits in the sugar juice, and finally knocked hard on the wooden board. Beautiful sugar flowers formed on the skin of the candied haws, which were crystal clear.

The maltose hardened quickly when it came into contact with the air. Yang Song fanned it a few times and said, "You can eat it."

Meng Shihan got the first bunch. The red agate-like tomato flowers were treated with hot sugar juice, and the flowers bloomed more brilliantly.

Take a bite.

goo go go go...

The sound of swallowing saliva all over the floor.

Only then did Yang Song look away from his girlfriend's equally rosy lips, and found himself surrounded by a group of radish heads.

"It seems like it was there when I first started carving."

"The children nowadays are really persistent."

A little girl with shofar braids puffed her cheeks in surprise: "Brother Yang Song is so amazing!"

Calling him brother, Yang Song is happy: the children nowadays are really discerning.

"Kids, do you want to eat candied haws?"

"Think!" The loud and clear child's voice resounded through the world.

"Okay, share it with you guys!"

One bunch per person, the candied haws with small tomato flowers will be finished soon.

Yang Song began to carve strawberry flowers, grapes, bananas, kiwi, dragon fruit, and made a bunch of candied haws.

Except for the internal staff of Baifeng Pavilion, it is only for children.

"Thank you Brother Yang Song!"

"Brother Yang Song is so kind!"

"The most handsome man!"

Yang Song is so happy: Children these days are not ordinary people who like to tell the truth.

He was worried that more people would be attracted later, and they were divided very quickly.

The main reason is his excellent knife skills. Whether it is small tomatoes, bananas, strawberries, or grapes, he cuts the knife quickly and accurately. If you know it, he is playing with a kitchen knife, but if you don’t know it, you may think it is embroidery.

Yang Song also warned the children: "I am not allowed to play with a kitchen knife."

"We won't go into the kitchen by ourselves!"

"Good boy!"

"It must be taken by an adult, and it is not allowed to eat things given by strangers."

"We know, we only eat what Brother Yang Song gives."

"It's so cute!"

Yang Song was almost finished delivering the candied haws, and found Dazhi: "Oh, brother, it's you, do you want to eat candied haws? It's just the last bunch."

"Eat, thank you Song Ge, Song Ge is mighty!"

Just like that, Dazhi took the last bunch of strawberries and candied haws made of Shanlihong, and devoutly bit off a big strawberry.

"Sweet and sour, first sweet and then sour, sour and sweet, the taste is quite wonderful."

Fat Wei and the others originally planned to hold back, after all, they couldn't compete with the children.

However, watching Dazhi eat so intoxicated.

"Brother, is your candied haws delicious?"

"It's delicious!" Dazhi ate with squeaky noises. He was actually silent when he was eating, but now he deliberately made noises to prove how delicious the candied haws are.

"Crispy or not?"

"Crispy." Dazhi just took a bite of Shanlihong: "It's sour and sweet, especially appetizing. This candied haws is really a good product for all seasons."

The hint was so obvious, but the other party didn't accept the move at all.

Dazhi three times, five times and two times, only the last strawberry was left.

"I can't bear to eat it."

Fat Wei, who was downcast, raised his head suddenly: "I can help..."

Before he finished speaking, Dazhi had already put the last strawberry into his mouth and killed it.

"you!"

"What's wrong with me?"

Fat Wei was so angry, he actually still likes Huaxia snacks very much.

Candied haws has been popular since the Song Dynasty until now, and it has its unique charm.

Fat Wei fell in love with it once he ate it in Kyoto. He thought he would not be able to eat authentic food in Los Angeles.

However, Yang Song made candied haws, which were so beautiful and had a slight fragrance.

Definitely delicious.

"Boss Yang, can you please make a few more bunches of candied haws? We will pay for it." Fat Wei launched a money offensive.

"Sorry, this isn't on the menu, so it can't be sold," Yang Song said.

He always felt that the candied haws he made were not yet ready for cooking.

"I'm willing to pay double the price!" Fat Wei thought, but it's just a small restaurant in the food street, as long as the money is in place, everything else is fine.

"The candied haws are not on the menu, and there is no price," Yang Song said again.

This guy is so poor at understanding.

"Why aren't you on the menu?" Fat Wei felt that Yang Song was looking for trouble on purpose.

"The taste is almost tasteless, so it can't be put on the menu." Yang Song went in after speaking.

Those who ate candied haws and those who did not have candied haws all had black lines on their faces: We think you are joking.

Fat Wei asked Dazhi, "How does it taste?"

"It's delicious, it's not worse than what we ate in Kyoto, and I even think it tastes better." Dazhi said.

Fat Wei was confused, and Qiangzi and Xiaojian were also confused.

"Three, do you want to try this bunch of candied haws?" Meng Shijia held up half a bunch of candied haws and swaggered in front of them.

Half a skewer, let them eat his leftovers?

"There's only half a bunch, and I'm only going to buy you three. Think for yourself, do you want to buy it or not?" Meng Shijia said.

The bright red candied haws waved in front of them.

"Buy, how much?"

"100 yuan each!"

Bah, profiteer!

Fat Wei is not short of money, but he doesn't like being a fool either.

"You're fooling us."

"No." Meng Shijia said: "Master, I am the young master of the capital. I grew up eating candied haws in the capital. My brother-in-law's candied haws are even more delicious than those made in the capital. You really don't want to try it. After passing this village, But there is no such store.”

He also speaks Mandarin with a Beijing accent.

"How about we try?"

"It's not expensive anyway."

"You're right, take the money."

In this way, they spent 300 yuan and bought three candied haws.

What Meng Shijia received was cash, and there were only three of them. He counted them several times, as if he had taken 3000 million with joy.

When the dude rich second generation has tasted the taste of poverty, if he wants to spend money, he has to learn to make money and become easily satisfied.

"How about it? Three? Is it delicious? Are you interested in buying a few more? I still have them here. The quantity is limited, so hurry up if you want to buy!"

(End of this chapter)