Super Chef Tycoon

Chapter 922 A Purpose

"I'm sorry, we can only accommodate 800 people this morning." Shen Huaizhao bowed, full of apology: "Everyone can come again at another time, today other business hours will also provide peeing beef balls, don't worry about not being able to eat them."

How can you not worry?
Look at this team, they are all here to eat peeing beef balls.

The team is still growing.

The stewardesses at Los Angeles Airport were full of surprise on their beautiful faces: I have never seen a passenger getting off the plane at a sprint speed, my friends.

These passengers got off the plane and turned on the phone as soon as possible.

"Master, master, the car I booked is at the gate of Terminal [-]. Have you arrived yet? Do you know how to get to Baifeng Pavilion?"

"That's right, that's Brother Song's Baifeng Pavilion."

"Honey, have you planned your route? Have you filled up the gas? I'm running here now, and I have to eat peeing cow pills today."

Not just airports, but also high-speed rail stations, railway stations, bus stations, etc.

Rome was not built in a day, and the love for Songge food is not a day or two.

All roads lead to Rome, and all roads lead to Baifeng Pavilion.

There are also people calling on the high-speed train to hail a car.

"That's right, it's Baifeng Pavilion, do you know the way?"

"I've got to go get the pissing beef balls."

"Find a road that won't be stuck in traffic."

"Find me an electric car and go fast."

If you don't pay attention, most of the people in the whole car are going to Baifeng Pavilion.

Someone suggested:

"Everyone is going to Baifeng Pavilion?"

A group of people nodded.

"I also saw in the group that many people from other places eat peeing beef balls. Our carriage is only part of it, and there must be people in other carriages. Besides, there are so many people flying away that will definitely cause traffic jams."

"What should I do?"

"Why don't we form a group and call a small bus to go together, which can also relieve the traffic pressure."

"That makes sense. I'll contact you. I know this one well." A young man wearing brown sunglasses responded. His name was Xu Liang.

It's amazing that I temporarily rented a small bus that can accommodate 20 people, and it actually stopped outside the station and took them to Baifeng Pavilion.

The road was really crowded. Fortunately, the driver was familiar with the road conditions and took a short detour without encountering traffic jams. He arrived at the food street 10 minutes earlier than expected.

"Which store? Why is there such a long queue?"

As soon as the question was finished, the people in the line said: "Of course it's Baifeng Pavilion, eat peeing beef balls made by Brother Song, otherwise who do you think we will line up for?"

"My darling, I knew there would be a queue, but I didn't expect such a long queue?"

It's only one step away, and it can be lined up outside the food street.

"I didn't know where Brother Song's shop was at first, so I don't need to look for it now."

The new arrivals are full of emotion, the team still has to line up.

Xu Liang was the first to react. This guy's life creed is "The world is so big, I want to see it."

Others just think about it. Xu Liang really traveled around with his luggage on his back, saw half of the mountains and rivers of the motherland, and fell in love with the mountains and rivers and the people hidden in the mountains and rivers.

A scenery, four seasons are different, Xu Liang loves the scenery, some places can't wait to stay, look at it year after year.

So, he set up a travel company and built related settings in the mountains and rivers.

Build bridges and roads, build resorts, benefit the local people, and open holiday tourist attractions to more people.

Of course, he mainly did it for his own convenience.

With living facilities, tourists can stay and have money. This money can build houses and roads, and ensure that Xu Liang can enjoy life in the mountains and rivers.

Xu Liang's tourism career has flourished.

He can say unrestrainedly: "Half of the scenic spots in China have my branches."

But not in Los Angeles. Xu Liang was able to call a car because he had many friends.

He had been to Los Angeles before, and felt that this place was almost meaningless in terms of natural scenery or cultural scenery.

If you set up a branch here, you will probably lose money.

I gave up at that time, and I didn't come to Los Angeles much later.

The scenery of Los Angeles could not attract Xu Liang, but the delicious food of Los Angeles attracted Xu Liang, a prodigal son.

There are few people who love landscapes who do not love food.

Where to go, where to eat.How many people pursue.

A dish of Wensi tofu attracted Xu Liang to Los Angeles. On the way, Xu Liang heard about peeing beef balls again.

How sensational Xingye's movie was back then, how many people now want to try the legendary real peeing beef balls.

Xu Liang followed the team forward and finally saw Yang Song.

Yang Song got the cooking guy to the door of Baifeng Pavilion today, pulled up his posture, turned on his horsepower, and made peeing beef balls in front of everyone.

The clear water-like broth was simmering on a low fire beside it.

Yang Song was wearing a white vest, showing his masculine shoulders and slender and powerful arms, holding two round wooden sticks, beating the beef again and again, quite rhythmically.

The [-]-pound chunks of beef are complete and do not need to be divided. They are only beaten into minced meat with wooden sticks.

It can't be done without superb arm strength.

As long as you are strong enough, the beef will be beaten and scattered, and you will not be able to make even and fine meat, let alone make meatballs.

There are countless cameras aimed at Yang Song and the beef he is pounding.

"I just counted it. Twenty catties of beef. Brother Song beat 890."

"real or fake?"

"I don't believe you can count by yourself. I have a video here." The person who spoke was a boxer, and he knew very well how strenuous Yang Song's skillful beating was every time. It’s so uncomfortable, I can’t even lift it up.”

Some people beat with empty fists on the spot, but after fifty blows, they couldn't help the pain in their shoulders.

"Brother Song is really a god!"

"That's amazing? Brother Song hasn't stopped since morning. This is the first piece of beef he's pounded."

Not the most surprised, only more surprised.

"I found that every time I think Brother Song is handsome, cool and cool, he can prove on the spot that he is actually more handsome, cool and cool."

"Now it is reasonable to suspect that Brother Song is definitely not an ordinary mortal, he must have come down to earth in the past."

"Think of a way and make sure Brother Song stays in the world."

Yang Song beat the beef with a stick in both hands, smashed the shrimp paste with a big stone mortar, and his martial arts were brilliant.

"The little fresh meat in idol dramas is really weak."

"Brother Song, you are a true man who stands up to the sky."

When Yang Song started rubbing the balls, everyone was even more shocked.

Has anyone ever seen a chef make sandwich meatballs at the same speed as beating eggs?

Holding the enamel spoon in one hand, Yang Song quickly squeezed the minced beef in the other hand, quickly added the shrimp paste, and turned his five fingers nimbly. The whole process took only three seconds, and a pissing beef ball was ready.

After rubbing one, Yang Song quickly started rubbing the next one without stopping.

There is a large porcelain basin next to it, one, two and three. People blink, and then blink again, feeling like they are taking a breath. The meatballs in this basin are piled up like a hill.

Every time Yang Song puts the next pot of urinating beef balls in to cook.

Stir the huge grate clockwise three times in the cauldron, then counterclockwise three times, cover the pot, grasp the timing, and then open the pot lid, Yang Song with a serious face will laugh: "Get out of the pot!" , you can eat it!"

(End of this chapter)