Super Chef Tycoon

Chapter 898 Speed ​​is Important

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—

Three tones.

Yang Song was surrounded by three figures, namely Chen Ming, then Meng Shihan, and finally Shen Huaizhao.

Meng Shijia who first discovered Yang Song's cooking: ...

"How did you get there? Flash?"

Five people, each with four peeing cow balls.

"Be careful!"

"Zi!" This is Chen Ming, he knew that he should blow on the meatballs before eating, but he didn't expect the meatballs to be so hot inside.

Even though it was so hot that Chen Ming's facial features were distorted, he was not willing to spit out the peeing beef balls.

It's really hard work.

"So juicy!"

"Is this the legendary peeing cow ball?"

"good to eat!"

Chen Ming and the others happily ate with their bowls in their hands. Yang Song's complexion was not good, and he even frowned deeply.

He only ate one and there were three left in the bowl.

Meng Shijia was so daring that he took advantage of being his brother-in-law and held out a spoon to grab Yang Song's bowl.

Chen Ming thought about it too, but he didn't intend to steal it, let alone rob it.

Yang Song is very obvious that he eats soft things but not tough ones.

Holding the bowl in his hand, he eagerly begged for sympathy, and Yang Song might give it to him, but Ming Qiang would not end well.

Sure enough, without Yang Song making a move, Meng Shijia was already beaten by Meng Shihan.

"Did you starve to death?" Meng Shihan hated, how much evil did she do in her previous life to meet such an embarrassing younger brother?
"If you dare to disturb your brother-in-law again, I will let you go to the toilet."

"Did you hear me?"

Meng Shijia didn't dare to say a word, he nodded frantically, stretched out his right finger to make an oath to the sky, and Meng Shihan reluctantly let him go.

"Hold on!"

Whoa!

Yang Song directly dumped the peeing beef balls into the trash can.

The four were stunned.

"Brother Song, why did you collapse?" Chen Ming clutched his little heart, feeling extremely heartbroken.

"It's not delicious." Yang Song said calmly.

"Why isn't it delicious? I think it's delicious." Chen Ming tried to make Yang Song understand: "The beef is chewy, the shrimp meat is delicate and flavorful, and the juice is particularly delicious."

"It's not enough, what I make is peeing beef balls, this level doesn't deserve to be called peeing beef balls at all!" Yang Song said.

"You don't like it, you can give it to...Little Si!" Meng Shijia originally wanted to tell him, but his sister gave him a glare, and immediately pushed Xiao Si out.

"Defective products are not worthy for Xiaosi." Yang Song choked Meng Shijia to death with one sentence.

The expressions of other family members are also embarrassing.

Even dogs are not worthy of eating, what did they eat so happily just now?
"Little Four is a friend." Yang Song said again.

Shen Huaizhao, who was protected by Xiao Si, said: "Xiao Si is a good friend."

You can't give defective products to your good friends.

Meng Shijia discovered: "It turns out that I am not the fourth, but the fifth."

His position in Baifeng Pavilion is really at the bottom of ten thousand years. To be precise, he is either at the bottom, or he crosses the bottom line and continues to be at the bottom.

Yang Song began to ponder again, this time he began to ponder around the beef: "What's wrong?"

"The beef is not springy enough, the shrimp is not delicious enough, and the overall taste is not harmonious enough."

After hearing this, the few people left silently and picked up their phones.

Meng Shihan started a group.

Chen Ming: It turns out that there are still so many problems with the peeing beef balls that we think are delicious.

Meng Shijia: I think my brother-in-law is too harsh on me.

Shen Huaizhao: The boss is too powerful.

Meng Shihan: What Yang Song pursues is not just delicious food, what he wants is the ultimate delicious food, a definite pursuit.

Now, everyone in the group understands.

Yang Song has a good personality and a good temper, but as long as he has something to do with cooking, he seems to be a different person.

"It is our Baifeng Pavilion's pursuit to make every dish perfect."

Now no one speaks.

Yang Song in the kitchen raised his knife again, chopped off a large piece of beef, and started his new round of attempts.

I don't know how long it has been, a new pot of peeing beef balls is on the pot.

"Okay, everyone, come and have a taste."

Whoosh, search, search, three more beeps.

Meng Shijia's mentality was about to collapse: "Why? I obviously accelerated this time!"

Why did you still lose?
"Stop talking nonsense!"

Yang Song has already divided the meatballs.

Still four per person.

This time, Chen Ming held back his impatience and blew and blew the pissing cow ball before he bit it open gently.

puff-

The beef is springy, the stuffing is juicy with shrimp, and the mouth is full of deliciousness.

Chen Ming was so happy that he was about to faint.

The strong aroma of beef, and the sweetness and savory taste of shrimp meat are integrated and unified, and the layers are distinct, especially the juicy mouthful, which has the fragrance of beef and the deliciousness of shrimp meat. Chew it in your mouth, the beauty is even eyebrows. To crisp off.

"too delicious!"

Four peeing beef balls, no matter how carefully I chewed them, I finished them in a short while.

After eating, everyone went to see Yang Song's bowl.

There were still three beef balls left in Yang Song's bowl.

"Brother-in-law, this time it's really delicious!" Meng Shijia wanted to cry: "You can't throw them into the trash can anymore."

The peeing cow balls are too pathetic.

Yang Song woke up from the aftertaste and said with a smile: "Of course not."

He carried the bowl, walked out the door, and fed it to Xiao Si: "Try it, how does it taste?"

Xiao Si smelled it, opened his mouth, rolled his tongue, and bit it hard, the feeling of bursting juice made him startled.

Yang Song had never seen such a wonderful expression on Xiao Si's face.

"Are you startled?" He looked excited: "Have you never eaten peeing beef balls?"

Xiaosi looked at Yang Song: "Pee?"

Finally, his eyes fell on Yang Song's upturned buttocks: "Let me eat the pee balls, right?"

Yang Song came to his senses immediately, and waved his hands again and again: "It's not the urinating that you understand, but the moment you bite through the beef ball, the shrimp stuffing inside will explode, just like urinating, that's what it means."

After explaining it, Xiao Si still couldn't accept it, so he called Yang Song a few times.

"You're asking, why isn't it called Juicy Beef Ball, why is it called Peeing Beef Ball?"

"Wang!"

Yang Song clapped his hands and said: "The stuffing of beef balls with hot sauce is not necessarily shrimp meat. The reason why we call them peeing beef balls is because the shrimp used in them has a name called peeing shrimp. Together they are called peeing shrimp." Beef balls."

Juicy beef balls and peeing beef balls are qualitatively different.

"Wow, woof." Xiaosi understood, and happily ate the rest of the peeing beef balls: "Wow, woof!"

"It's so cheerful, doesn't it taste good?"

"Wow!" Xiao Si happily smacked his lips a few times, expressing that it was good.

"If you think it's good, then it's really good." Yang Song simply squatted at the door, chatting with Xiaosi: "Let me tell you, I failed the first time I made this peeing cow ball, but I wasn't bothered at all." Shocked, this is a famous dish. Have you seen the movie "God of Cookery" by Master Xing? When I first watched this movie, I always wanted to eat the peeing beef balls in the movie. I searched many places, but I couldn't find the authentic one. Now It was still made by me, hahaha..."

While Yang Song was talking, Xiaosi lay on the ground and listened, and as he listened, Xiaosi fell asleep.

It is a dog, and it is enough for the owner to be a chef. It is not intended to be a chef, and it is not very interested in how to make the legendary one-in-a-kind peeing beef balls.

Here is the point, on the importance of a dog finding the right owner.

"Woof, woof, woof!" Xiaosi happily called out to Yang Song a few times.

"Okay, okay, I know I'm great." Being praised by his own dog, Yang Song felt beautiful.

(End of this chapter)