Super Chef Tycoon

Chapter 902 There used to be a vegetable market

In today's era, with the development of the Internet, there is never a shortage of people who love food.

What a coincidence, Yang Song went to the vegetable market, and some of Tian Tian's fans also went to the vegetable market, and they happened to appear in the same vegetable market.

Although I didn't meet him at first, this fan still recognized Yang Song when he was about to cook, and bravely brought a few potatoes, appeared at the stove very close to Yang Song, and quietly took pictures up.

In the end, he successfully appeared at the same table with Yang Song by relying on French fries, and successfully grabbed two dishes with chopsticks.

It is exactly two dishes, one with chopsticks.

It can be said to be quite successful.

This fan has a good name, Zhao Xingxing. He is a food lover with a shaved crew cut and a chef at the same time.

It's just that Zhao Xing is a wild chef.

He doesn't have a stable job, and all he has been doing is walking around with his bags on his back, eating and drinking.

Zhao Xing didn't go anywhere, the local vegetable market, as well as the best local restaurants or small stalls, must be visited.

He didn't intend to come to Los Angeles, but there is Yang Song in Los Angeles.

Zhao Xingxing discovered Yang Song through the Internet. At the beginning, he actually dismissed him and didn't believe that Yang Song had real skills.

However, with the deepening of understanding, Zhao Xingfu felt that Yang Song might really have some skills.

He decided to find out about Yang Song.

When he fell asleep, he came to pillow, and when he first arrived in Los Angeles, he met Yang Song.

The two chopsticks were hooked together, and Zhao Xingxing was convinced: "It is really amazing to be able to make home-cooked dishes so irreproachable!"

Zhao Xingxing sincerely wanted to call Yang Song Brother Song. Of course, he didn't call out rashly in the vegetable market. It would be bad if the entire vegetable market attracted crowds.

Although Yang Song was already surrounded by people in the small kitchen.

With respect, Zhao Xingxing followed closely and ran to Baifeng Pavilion, and then he didn't line up at noon, so he couldn't get in for dinner at all.

He had no choice but to wait until evening to eat.

Because he was worried about missing the queue again, Zhao Xingxing didn't leave Baifeng Pavilion at all, just strolled on the food street, returning to the entrance of Baifeng Pavilion every half an hour.

With this perseverance, if you can't eat delicious food, you will be angry.

For the first two hours, Zhao Xingxing was very leisurely, until the scent of Baifeng Pavilion began to waft out faintly.

It's not that kind of very strong fragrance, but a faint one, if there is nothing like it, it's like the beauties who are all over the country, they are all hidden in the deep wall compound, lest they will be seen by Deng Tuzi.

It is this euphemism of holding the pipa and half covering the face that makes people scratch their heads even more.

Beauty must be beautiful, and the fragrance is really fragrant.

"It seems to have a smell of beef bones, but it doesn't seem to be." Zhao Xingxing didn't go wandering anywhere else, so he set up camp at the gate of Baifeng Pavilion, stretched his neck, and even stretched his nose to smell it vigorously.

At the same time, Xiao Sier, who was at the door of the backyard, also stretched his neck and sniffed vigorously.

If someone takes a photo, they will find that Zhao Xingxing and Xiaosi have the same style.

Quite alike.

After lunch, Chen Ming moved a small bench and sat down, staring at Yang Song.

Meng Shijia also wanted to follow suit, but his sister threw the mop over and said, "Work hard, I'll add food to you tonight."

Meng Shihan still needs to continue to analyze the business situation of Baifeng Pavilion. This is a long-term and meticulous work that cannot be sloppy.

Shen Huaizhao is busy doing homework, she cherishes the opportunity to study, and she has to get a scholarship, which is much harder than other students.

Three meters away from Yang Song's kitchen is a safe distance.

Chen Ming's small bench is at the junction of the three-meter line, which allows him to see clearly without disturbing Yang Song.

It is said that this distance was obtained after some scientific calculations. Anyway, mathematical functions were used.

It was at this time that the big guys discovered that Chen Ming was not only good at eating and being rich, he was also a Ph.D.

Yang Song was very surprised at the time: "You are a good doctor, don't worry about making contributions to society, or pointing out the country to stimulate the writing, but thinking about eating five meals a day?"

Chen Ming took out a photo at that time. The man in the photo was thin, with sharp and gloomy eyes, holding a trophy in his hand.

"This is who I used to be."

"I've won all the trophies and certificates. It's very boring."

"At that time, I drank black coffee without sugar every day, not to mention eating well. I didn't even get a good night's sleep. I won awards and created some industries. I figured that I could eat and die for the rest of my life. Just let it go."

"Those days were really not for people."

Yang Song understood now that he had worked hard and looked down on it, so he just enjoyed life.

"That's not bad either."

"But you'd better take it easy and don't eat so much."

“Three meals a day are good.”

Chen Ming: "I always eat three meals, and the rest are just snacks for fun."

It was too difficult for Chen Ming to give up his appetite, and Yang Song wanted to confuse him.

Who's eating and playing, is eating according to a catty?
However, Yang Song now understands that it's all because the food he cooks is so delicious.

So, he's doing less now, lest they support him.

Special care must be taken when making clear soups from beef bones and seafood.

Seafood, this kind of thing, if you use it well, it will be high-end and delicious. If you don’t use it well, you just want to hold the toilet and throw up in the dark.

From then on, I broke up with seafood and stayed in the toilet forever.

Yang Song guarded the big iron pot, first put the beef bones in cold water and simmered on high heat. This process only needs to pour wine into it. Yang Song chose white wine, so he poured a pot of white wine in directly. He didn’t put any onion, ginger and garlic in it. Once covered, wait for the fire to boil in water to remove the fishy smell from the beef bones.

It was only at this time that Yang Song could breathe a little easier, and Meng Shihan seemed to have made up his mind a long time ago, brought him a cup of herbal tea, and then pulled him to sit on the chair.

"Drink well, close your eyes and rest for a while, I'll give you a massage."

Meng Shihan was born in a great family and was gifted and intelligent since she was a child. Her family took great care in her training and hoped that she would be able to make a difference in the future.

Therefore, she knows business management, financial economy, and self-defense by force. She doesn't know how to make massages, which belong to little women.

Anyway, if you have money and need a massage, you can go to a massage parlor, or hire a masseuse to come to your home.

Meng Shihan didn't think there was anything wrong with this before, being trapped in a small yard, being a little girl who only knows about love and love is not her pursuit, she prefers the outside world.

Since meeting Yang Song, Meng Shihan's mood has changed.

"When did you learn to massage?" Yang Song enjoyed it very much: "The technique is good."

"Just learned." Meng Shihan said softly.

Just learned to give him a massage.It is not difficult to guess that Meng Shihan learned it for Yang Song.

"You are so busy every day, I have learned it, and I can press you for a while at any time." Meng Shihan didn't hold back.

The old lady of the Meng family was willing to bend down to massage him, which shows that she really loves Yang Song.

"Thank you." Yang Song had just finished speaking when he realized that Meng Shihan had said the same thing as him.

"You cook too hard every day." Meng Shihan explained.

The two turned out to be considerate of each other, and the smile on Yang Song's lips couldn't be stopped.

I found a good wife.

(End of this chapter)