Super Chef Tycoon

Chapter 921 It's So Magical
Meng Shijia covered his mouth and muttered, "Shrimp, shrimp, I have a prawn in my mouth!"

Shen Huaizhao ate with bright eyes.

Meng Shihan was pleased and pleasantly surprised: "I knew you would succeed."

That night, the good news was announced on Baifengge's Weibo.

"The new dish that everyone is looking forward to is here!"

“Top clear soup with top pissing beef balls!”

The accompanying picture is the pot that Yang Song stares at every day.

Meng Shihan posted on Weibo, took Yang Song's hand and said, "Don't think about anything, go back and rest."

She took her man away.

The rest of the people washed the dishes by hand stupidly, completely forgetting the series of black technology measures in the store.

"Tomorrow you can eat peeing beef balls!"

One by one showing a bewildered smile.

None of them knew that Weibo had exploded.

"God, it's that pot, it's that pot, it's that pot!"

"I've been smelling the scent for over a week, can I finally eat it?"

"These days, from morning to night, I can't smell it, it's too uncomfortable."

"Tears are streaming down."

"Don't say anything, go to bed early, get up early tomorrow, and don't delay breakfast."

"Aren't you curious about the pissing cow ball Song Ge said?"

"Curiosity is dead, I have to wait until tomorrow to eat."

"I'm so sad."

"What should I do? I'm on a business trip and I'm not in Los Angeles."

"Hahaha, I'm not in Los Angeles either, but I'm going to board the plane in half an hour."

……

In the dark night, people always think about all kinds of delicacies. If they think about it, they will not be able to eat it for a while.

Waiting for get out of class to end, waiting for school to end, is not as good as waiting for the sky to light up.

Finally, the wind blew away the black clouds and it was dawn.

To be a chef requires good physical condition, and Yang Song would get up for a run every morning.

Today is no exception.

When he got up, he opened the door and looked, startled.

"Brother Song, good morning!"

The dense crowd in front of him grinned at him with big white teeth, smiled brightly, and greeted him in unison.

Yang Song was so surprised that he almost lost his footing: "Good morning."

Is he awake?
Yang Song clenched his fist, pretending to pinch his palm casually, it still hurts, and then checked the time again.

Yang Song got up early because of morning exercises.

Normally, after morning exercise, he would come back after a leisurely breakfast, and there would be no one at the door.

What's going on today?

He got up late?

Yang Song looked at his phone, the time was fine.

He looked at the clock on the wall again, the time was still correct.

"Why are you here so early?" Yang Song laughed.

This feeling of being blocked by people in the morning is really embarrassing.

"Brother Song, I heard that there will be peeing cow pills this morning?" Li Qingti's hair is messy, her eyes are dark circles, but she is in good spirits. Looking at Yang Song's eyes is like looking at a twenty-carat diamond. diamond.

"Yes, piss cow balls are available all day today."

"That's great, Brother Song, we're here to eat peeing beef balls." Li Qingti expressed everyone's aspirations.

"You don't have to get up so early to eat peeing beef balls. There are still two hours before the opening time. Let me see you..." Yang Song noticed that someone was still covered with dew. "How long have you been here?"

"We'll be here at dawn."

"We're here before dawn."

"Not long after, I came here with a sleeping bag." The only one who is so good is the code farmer Li Ke.

They're even lined up.

Yang Song looked at the lineup and couldn't see the end at a glance.

No doubt there will be people who can't get enough pee beef balls this morning.

At least two more hours to wait.

Before this, it is not known how long they waited.

Yang Song persuaded: "Everyone has their own love for radish and cabbage. It's impossible for everyone to like peeing beef balls, right?"

He wanted to persuade some people to leave.

As a neighbor of Baifeng Pavilion, Li Qingti held Yang Song's hand and said sincerely: "Brother Song, as long as it is made by you, we all love to eat it."

"The novelist brother is right."

"The novelist is right."

"That's right, Brother Song, we believe in you."

Just a moment later, someone came to line up again.

From far away, Yang Song heard the man's unwilling howling.

"How did this happen? I flew here, why are there so many people?"

"The car broke down halfway, and I couldn't get a taxi. I ran all the way here. Could it be that I can't catch up?"

"I'm a little smarter than you. I ran here on a shared bicycle. After looking for a parking space for a long time, the food street was slowly full of cars. My shared bicycle was trembling."

……

At the food street at five o'clock in the morning, so many people suddenly appeared, which shocked Aunt Wang in the street, and ran over with the police.

"What's going on? What are you guys doing here so early in the morning?"

How lazy can office workers be?
In order to get more sleep, I wore yesterday's clothes today, didn't wash my face or comb my hair, and didn't even have time to eat breakfast.

Everyone basically goes to work at nine o'clock.

How many people have never seen the sky at eight o'clock in the morning?
Now that these people have changed their gender, they can actually show up at the gate of Baifeng Pavilion at five o'clock in the morning.

"I can't even get up so early for a blind date."

"Waiting for the pissing beef balls."

"That's right, I haven't eaten anything since last night until now, just for this pissing beef ball."

"I'm very hungry now, I'm holding back just to pee on the beef balls."

Yang Song looked at the sky, it was dawn, and what was even brighter was the excited and expectant eyes from the foodies.

"Stop running." Yang Song said to Meng Shihan, "Get ready for business now."

He dared to wait another two hours to come back to open the store. These people in front of him probably could take apart the food street and eat it.

Surrounded by the hungry eyes of foodies, Yang Song couldn't help shivering.

"Dude, did I hear wrong?" Li Ke rubbed his eyes and asked.

"I heard Brother Song say to open the shop now." Li Qingti took Li Ke's hand: "You have to rub your ears."

"You heard it too, but you heard it right."

"Big guy, Brother Song has opened a shop, he has opened a shop!"

"Brother Song is indeed the Brother Song that we all love."

Shen Huaizhao hurried over to lead the guests.

"Pissing Cow Balls, one thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine servings, each serving twelve."

Yang Song also tried to scare away a group of people with the price.

"We know the price, we liked it last night!"

"For food, I haven't asked for leave for a long time."

"What kind of perfect attendance award, outstanding employee award, team contribution award, as long as there is a bonus, I will take it all!"

"I have been living in the company for a month for the quarterly champion award, and I just got the commission. It's not short of money, and I can eat whatever I want."

In this regard, Yang Song can only sigh with emotion: "The real power of food is beyond your imagination."

There were too many diners, so Yang Song simply didn't engage in the breakfast limit: "This morning, it will be open for four hours and can accommodate 800 people. After the number plate is issued to 800 people, I will advise diners to come again at noon. Today will be open all day long. Serving piss cow balls."

Shen Huaizhao agreed, and stopped issuing tickets when there were 800 people stuck.

(End of this chapter)