Super Chef Tycoon

Chapter 896: Work Hard, Boy

Yang Song is very serious in teaching, and he never fails to be serious about food-related matters.

Ma Xiaoming also studied very seriously.

But yes, but to have being.

Ma Xiaoming just can't learn.

Yang Song taught by hand, and Ma Xiaoming has the ability to fry a ball of dry or wet stuff, or simply fry the yogurt into ice, which can't be peeled off.

Dazhi bought a pineapple stir-fried yogurt, finished it, bought another orange stir-fried yogurt, finished it again, and when he wanted to buy more, Yang Song stopped him: "Don't eat it, it's not good to eat too much ice, be careful Nausea."

Ma Xiaoming fried another portion.

Yang Song had sold all the fried yogurt all night, but he ran out of ingredients, and Ma Xiaoming finally fried a yogurt that was no longer dry and thin.

This is a watermelon scrambled yogurt.

"Tell me why you add the watermelon rind." Yang Song took a sip, unable to explain.

How many times has this happened?

Ma Xiaoming quickly took a sip, not only the watermelon rind, but also the watermelon seeds that were broken into dregs.

Stir-fried yogurt with watermelon is to squeeze the juice from the watermelon first, and then mix it into the yogurt and stir-fry it together. The color of the stir-fry is light red, beautiful and delicious.

However, the addition of watermelon rind and watermelon seeds is definitely not included.

This bowl of fried yogurt tastes like chewing dirt.

Yang Song gave up: "Xiao Ming, are you interested in changing careers?"

This job is not for you.

Ma Xiaoming is very firm: "Master, don't worry, I know failure is the mother of success, I will definitely work hard, today I have learned how to use a yogurt machine."

Yang Song Fu forehead: There are not a few switches, what is there to be proud of?

Ma Xiaoming: "Master, you also believe that I can do it, right?"

The enthusiasm of young people.

Yang Song didn't believe it, and couldn't bear it, so he could only say: "Yes."

"One week, just one week, try again, if it still doesn't work, I'll teach you how to bake gluten, and you can still earn money to pay for your tuition."

"No need for master, I will definitely be able to learn how to fry yogurt within a week, even if it's just plain fried yogurt."

He's pretty self-aware.

"Then you go back to school early to rest, don't delay your homework, come back tomorrow night, and I will teach you again."

"Okay, thank you Master!"

When Ma Xiaoming left, Dazhi came over and asked, "Brother Song, why didn't you reject him just now?"

The business hours of Baifeng Pavilion have always been fixed. Yang Song is very busy every day, and he still has time to come out at night to teach Ma Xiaoming how to fry yogurt.

It's like a parent who has gone to work for a day, comes home from get off work, and has to help their children with homework.

It's really hard.

"You can't dampen the enthusiasm of young people." Yang Song was so tired that he raised his head and stretched his neck and said, "He has learned it at least 27 times, but he still hasn't learned it, but he is not discouraged at all. Instead, he keeps praising the yogurt I fried. He If you really like fried yogurt and let me catch up, then teach me."

Anyway, it's only a week, so I grit my teeth and think about the day of liberation in a week, and I can still pass.

While chatting, Yang Song discovered that Dazhi had bought a lot of beef balls.

"Brother Song, this beef ball is very delicious. All of them are made by hand. They have special Q bombs. I'll take them home for my dad to try." Da Zhi said.

"Looking at the shape is very good." Yang Song's occupational disease.

"This is frozen. Brother Song, if you are interested, you can go to their store to have a look. It is better to eat freshly made." Dazhi saw that Yang Song was interested, so he gave the address on purpose.

The three talked for a while before separating.

Sure enough, the next day, Yang Song got up early for a run, so he deliberately changed the route and went to the beef restaurant to order hand-made beef balls.

This store is also very interesting, open from the morning until the evening.

Hand-made beef balls are their specialty.

In the morning, countless people come to eat beef ball soup and beef soup.

Yang Song also walked in naturally, and ordered a bowl of meatball soup.

"Little brother, this beef ball soup can't be eaten alone. You have to buy a sesame seed cake to go with it. One bite of the meatball, one bite of the soup, and another bite of the buttery sesame seed cake." He introduces.

"Okay, thank you." Yang Song listened to the persuasion and ordered another shortbread.

After eating it, Yang Song found that the ghee biscuit was actually made of soybean oil, which tasted very special. It was not greasy when paired with beef balls, and it tasted like soybeans.

"It's really delicious!"

He likes the tough meatballs very much, and even watched the chef in the shop make the beef balls himself.

"Very wonderful."

Suddenly, Yang Song was overwhelmed with inspiration, and ran all the way back, wanting to make beef balls as soon as he showed his posture.

"Honey, is there not enough time to make beef balls now?" Meng Shihan stopped him.

After all, it takes at least two hours to prepare from beating the meat paste to making beef balls.

What's more, they don't have beef bone soup in their store.

To complete a good bowl of meatball soup, the clear soup stewed from beef bones is indispensable as the topping.

"Yeah, I didn't think of it." Yang Song was inspired and wanted to make beef balls, so he didn't think about anything else.

"This morning, let's make egg pancakes, and later I'm making beef balls. Xiaohan, you don't know. I suddenly remembered Master Xing. Didn't he play the God of Cookery? At that time, I thought that one day I would be able to eat real meatballs." Peeing beef balls, but unfortunately, I never had a chance." Yang Song said.

Some ideas when I was young are submerged in the trivialities of the years.

Now being picked up again, Yang Song was as excited as a kid.

So, the customers who came to eat in the store today found that:
"Brother Song is very happy this morning."

"What happened?"

"Do you have a girlfriend?"

"We have no chance, sad and sad."

"What are you thinking, brother Song has had a girlfriend for a long time, didn't you see that our goddess Meng is always there?"

"Then why is he so happy?"

……

Holding a small brush, Yang Song kept spreading the pancakes, his hands were as dexterous as flying, one egg at a time.

Egg pancakes are common, but egg pancakes with double yolk eggs are not so common.

Every egg Yang Song cracked was double-yolked, and the pancakes he spread out were so thin that light could be seen through them, which made people feel good.

Add in the double yolk eggs, and everyone can't help but think: I'm lucky.

Egg pancakes, rubbed with sauce, put pickles and chopped green peppers, lettuce leaves, and fried crispy fruits, stacked, cut in half and handed over, and served with rice wine egg drop soup, or Mung bean lily soup.

Every bite is the best early morning treat.

"too delicious."

"The correct way to open every morning is egg pancakes."

"Brother Song has to do it."

……

At the end of the breakfast time, Yang Song didn't go out again, but took a bath and changed into extra neat clothes.

"I'm going to make pee balls!"

(End of this chapter)