Super Chef Tycoon

Chapter 926

Countless live broadcasts rushed to the Baifeng Pavilion one after another, lined up, and successfully got the ticket.

The live broadcast host in front of the team took out his mobile phone in advance to start the live broadcast.

"Baby, this is the Baifeng Pavilion in front of you. We will see Brother Song soon. Let's think about what to eat later?"

All beginnings are alike.

The live broadcast was very successful until here, until I entered the Baifeng Pavilion and found a seat to sit down, everything was fine.

When the dishes are served, they are in front of the diners.

What fan, Hani, baby, cutie?

I can't see it all, I can't remember it.

Just eat it!

The moment countless live broadcasters saw the delicious food, they patted their mobile phones on the table, waved their chopsticks, and ate like crazy.

Fans in the live broadcast room.

"Did you see it? It's the ceiling of Baifeng Pavilion again!"

"The familiar ceiling, the familiar voice of the anchor eating and drinking."

"He forgot us again."

"This time, when the food was served at the next table, he forgot about us. I saw him stretch his neck to look at other people's food."

"I heard the sound of drooling."

"Why did you become a fan of such an anchor?"

"Look at another live broadcast room. There are quite a few live broadcasters who went to Baifeng Pavilion today."

No one is interested in a fixed ceiling.

The second live room.

"What's going on? Why is it so dark?"

"It seems that there is still a little light, the live broadcast host has been locked in a small dark room?"

"No, our boss stepped on the phone under his feet."

"Just now he got a tray of barbecue. He didn't like the phone to get in the way, so he pushed it on the ground and accidentally stepped on it."

The third live broadcast room.

"What's going on? What is this red patch?"

"In the pocket."

"When you enter the door of Baifeng Pavilion, you forget about us from the moment you order food."

"I remember that there is also a live broadcast host who is famous in the world. It is said that he is very responsible. I will look for him."

"Don't look for it, there is no live broadcast room at all in the world."

"I completely forgot."

"I'll just wait and see when the live broadcaster can remember his identity."

At first, the fans thought that the bosses would remember it quickly, but it turned out haha.

They clearly heard "Checkout", heard the sound of chairs being pushed and pulled, and heard the boss walk out of Baifeng Pavilion.

Most of the diners who walked out of Baifeng Pavilion would walk back slowly.

On the way, you have to taste good food again.

At this time, they usually cannot speak.

Half an hour later, they began to discuss.

"Today's barbecue sausage is really delicious. I can still think of its beauty. The sound of sizzling oil is intoxicating."

"As expected of golden egg fried rice, it's the first time I feel that rice is grown to make egg fried rice."

"Except Brother Song, everyone else's egg fried rice is scum."

"That's right!"

"Do you smell the aroma of that broth?"

……

The fans in the live broadcast room just listened to the boss chatting with others there.

"I'd like to see when they can remember to live broadcast this little thing."

It took a long time to remember.

It's the same kind, I can't remember it this time, and I still can't remember it next time the military order is issued.

No matter how many times, there are too few successful people.

Until Tian Tian, ​​she entered Baifeng Pavilion wearing a professional mask, fixed her mobile phone immediately, and turned on the live broadcast in advance.

"Everyone, be patient for a while."

That's right, Tian Tian will also forget the live broadcast, but turn on the live broadcast in advance so that fans can wait patiently and always see something.

"I only saw food, and sweet baby's hands holding chopsticks."

"It's nice to see the food."

Other live broadcast hosts also learned.

This allowed the majority of diners to see the food of Baifeng Pavilion through the live broadcast.

Although it is not a food live broadcast in the traditional sense.

Because the host of the live broadcast hardly spoke during the whole process, and even if he spoke, he just sighed how could it be so delicious?
There will be no commentary, no special display of food in front of the camera for a close-up.

Peeing Niuwan can be seen by three generations of Nozawa because of the progress of live broadcasters.

"Did you see it?" Kazuo Nozawa said.

"I see." Kaito Nozawa opened his mouth like an egg.

"It's amazing." Nozawa Soraaki even applauded.

They all saw clearly that the bowl of peeing beef balls was really a bomb.

When the diners ate it, the juice was too strong, and even swelled out.

"Sandwich balls in this world can really produce so much juice!"

They were shocked.

He Guo is near the sea, and there are countless seafood, and all kinds of fresh fish meatballs are their pride.

They even claim to have the best sandwiches in the world.

The seafood sandwich meatball made by Kazuo Nozawa is the representative work of their Nozawa family.

"We have never made such beautiful sandwich meatballs."

This Yang Song can cut shredded tofu that they can't, and can make stuffed meatballs that they can't.

"Before this, we never thought that meatballs could be so juicy."

"Is this Yang Song still human?"

Below the video, even the ingredients for peeing beef balls are thoughtfully placed.

Kazuo Nozawa immediately washed his hands, tied his apron, grabbed the beef, and beat the beef with sticks like Yang Song.

After all, it is the pride of the Nozawa family. Kazuo Nozawa beat the beef without letting the beef splash out.

It's just that he was a little gloomy staring at the too uneven ground beef.

"One more piece!"

Kazuo Nozawa started pounding again. This time, he hammered out a satisfactory minced beef. The pipa shrimp had to be pounded as finely as possible, and it had to be pounded into putty.

This can't trouble Kazuo Nozawa.

It's just that he imitated Yang Song's quick sandwich meatballs and failed.

It was a complete failure.

Such finely ground beef, if you want to wrap the shrimp putty, don't rub it specially, like Yang Song can do it in two seconds.

"why?"

Kazuo Nozawa watched the video of Yang Song making meatballs again.

Obviously it looks so simple.

"I can not do it."

He spoiled pots of minced meat, but still failed.

"How did Yang Song do it?"

Nozawa Kaito also tried to do it, and the overturn was more thorough.

Kazuo Nozawa was unconvinced, and after another night, he still failed.

Pissing beef balls, even if they can be formed, will fall apart after being boiled in a pot, and it is impossible to make Q bombs.

Not to mention that like Yang Song's peeing beef balls, they can dance in a bowl.

You can't use chopsticks to eat peeing beef balls at Baifeng Pavilion.

Because you can't pick it up, if you pick up the ball, it will jump, flexible as if alive.

"Why not? Why not play it? Why burst the juice?"

Nozawa Soraaki, who was driven back to his room last night, hurried over with his mobile phone.

"Grandpa, father, this pissing cow ball is even more amazing than we imagined!"

"I found the reason why Chinese people are good at playing table tennis."

"They're amazing."

(End of this chapter)