Super Chef Tycoon

Chapter 931
The judges had already finished eating Yang Song's peeing beef balls, and Zhang Xin only made half of them.

"Instead of wasting words, it's better to speed up." As expected of the chairman, Liu Haiyang spoke lightly, and no one dared not take him seriously.

"Boss Zhang doesn't want us to wait until tomorrow to eat." Sun Shaoan joked with a smile.

Zhang Xin didn't dare to argue anymore, so he gave Yang Song a hard look, and found that Yang Song moved a chair and sat down, and closed his eyes.

"Underestimate me, how dare he underestimate me!" Zhang Xin was so angry that he vomited blood, and wanted to fight Yang Song, but then remembered that this was a match, and there were still many people at the scene, who were recording with their mobile phones.

He can't take advantage of Yang Song now.

"When the game is over, let him look good!" Zhang Xin has already thought about how to tie Yang Song away, how to teach him a lesson, and throw him in the mountains and starve him for a few days. It is best to destroy Yang Song's hand and let him I can't hold a kitchen knife for the rest of my life.

After fantasizing for a long time, Zhang Xin thought he was out of breath, and finally regained his composure, steadying his hands, and slowly made the peeing cow balls.

"Anyway, the judges have eaten Yang Song's. I'm already late, so I might as well slow down. Maybe the judges will be hungry again later." Zhang Xin thought of various small ideas.

"Let them wait a little longer, and then they will feel delicious after eating the peeing beef balls I made. By then, they will definitely forget what Yang Song's making peeing beef balls taste like."

If the judges forget what the last dish tasted like, Yang Song will not get a high score.

"It's still too young to know the unspoken rules of this kind of game."

Zhang Xin is a veteran in this area. It can be said that his meatball king has been able to make it to this day, and he has been playing tricks.

The judges waited for another minute.

The flowers all withered, the clock struck midnight, and the judges were almost dozing off to sleep.

"My supreme version of urine cow pills is finished!" Zhang Xin raised his hand excitedly and shouted.

Liu Haiyang and the others woke up suddenly.

The people who eat melons were also woken up.

"It's literally the most hypnotic challenge scene I've ever seen."

Except for Zhang Xin who was cooking, the others were either asleep or drowsy.

The only dedicated one is the video recording tool.

When everyone gradually woke up, a voice became clearer and clearer.

Meng Shijia and Chen Ming were snoring.

The sound is similar to the sound of Zhu Bajie snoring in "Journey to the West".

While snoring, he also whistled.

The two are one after another, echoing each other, and cooperate closely.

The scene was quieter.

Meng Shihan's face was full of black lines: I really want to deny this brother.

Yang Song was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help shaking his head, making sure he heard it right.

"Yang, what do you mean?" Zhang Xin was angry, pointing at Yang Song and questioning. "These two are from your shop!"

"It's from my store, one is my friend, and the other is my brother-in-law. Have you seen the beauty over there? That's my fiancee." Yang Song found that there are so many single dogs now, and he took the opportunity to show off to others I am a person with a fiancee.

"You brought these two pigs here just to humiliate me!" Zhang Xin wanted to rush over and tear Yang Song's handsome and smiling face to pieces.

"It's only natural to eat and sleep, let alone they are in the audience." Yang Song was very upset.

Zhang Xin could provoke him, why would he insult his friend and brother-in-law?

Although, many times, Yang Song also disliked these two guys who couldn't stop eating.

After all, they are their own people, they can dislike them however much they want, and outsiders cannot insult them.

"If Boss Zhang had made the peeing beef balls earlier, they wouldn't have fallen asleep waiting." Yang Song found a place for his own people.

"After all, it's actually Boss Zhang who brought you the humiliation yourself." Yang Song calmly made up the knife.

"I didn't expect that Boss Zhang still has this hobby."

Don't underestimate those honest people who usually don't talk much, such as Yang Song.

They generally don't get angry, and getting angry once can make a deep impression on you in this life.

"To make a pissing cow ball, Boss Zhang can last from yesterday to today. Fortunately, the judges came after eating and eating supper. Otherwise, I can reasonably suspect that you are trying to starve them to death."

Zhang Xin kept finding fault, and Yang Song tolerated him.

This gave Zhang Xin the illusion that Yang Song was soft-spoken and stupid and could be bullied by him.

"You're talking nonsense, I'm here to keep improving and give the three judges the most supreme experience!"

It's definitely not because it's handmade, the car overturned during the cooking process, and I had no choice but to do it again.

"Boss Zhang is in his own store, and he keeps customers waiting like this?" Yang Song asked again.

"How is that possible? We always serve food within five minutes." Zhang Xin said.

"Diners who spend money to eat in the store, don't they deserve the supreme experience that Boss Zhang said?" Yang Song didn't intend to let him go.

"Of course not, we are doing it for efficiency." Zhang Xin said.

"So the taste is not satisfactory?" Yang Song was waiting for him here.

"We are good at both taste and speed."

"Then you look down on the judges, why don't you show your double height in the challenge?"

"This...you and I..." Zhang Xin had nothing to say.

Yang Song won: "Xiao Han, Huai Zhao, put blankets on the two of them, it's a bit cold tonight, I guess it will rain later."

The sky on a summer night is very quiet, and there is no sign of rain.

"You think you're a weather forecaster?" Zhang Xin held a kitchen knife and wanted to chop Yang Song a few times before putting him in a sack and stuffing it with rocks, so that this annoying Yang Songshi would sink to the bottom of the sea.

He can only think now.

The judges waited until all the flowers withered, and finally ate Zhang Xin's peeing beef balls.

Liu Haiyang poked the ball with a spoon first: "Why won't it jump away?"

Zhang Xin was angry: "That's a meatball, not a human!"

If it was normal, Zhang Xin would of course be more polite to the president of the Los Angeles Food Association.

It's a pity that he was stimulated too hard today.

It seems a bit abnormal, but it is also possible that this is his true face, but he can't hide it anymore.

"Why is this soup so thick?" Wu Guizhang frowned, "Who wants to eat something so thick in the middle of the night? It's not fragrant at all."

Zhang Xin jumped: "This is the characteristic of Laotang. The rich taste gives people a satisfying enjoyment."

"Why don't you burst the juice?" Sun Shaoan was also not satisfied.

"There is juice in it. What I put in is a large white shrimp from the United States, a high-end product. Why do you want to burst the juice? You are watching a movie by yourself? I am not a star?" Zhang Xin was about to die of anger.

He felt that the judges were looking for trouble.

"To pick the bone in the egg, what do you want to do?" Zhang Xin let himself go.

"Hurry up and rate, let Yang Song get the hell out of Los Angeles!"

He thought he had won.

Yang Song couldn't help it anymore: "Our two bets are, if I lose, I'll get out of the food street, and I won't be able to make peeing beef balls again. If you lose, just promise me any condition. How do you increase the price?"

Zhang Xin said harshly, "It's good that you know you will lose!"

After the game was over, he asked someone to teach Yang Song a lesson, so that the kid couldn't stay in Los Angeles any longer.

"Are you ready?" Meng Shijia woke up with sleepy eyes, "I'm hungry."

(End of this chapter)