Super Chef Tycoon

Chapter 942 Ambition in Life

To be a man is to have ambition.

Meng Shijia's current ambition is to learn how to make noodles, although he doesn't understand.

Wouldn't it be nice to be a rich second generation?
He went home to his father to confess his mistakes, was beaten, was locked up to pay for financial management, or was thrown to a certain place for military training by his father. After he came out, he was still a rich second generation with millions of pocket money every month.

What can't you do?
If it doesn't work, he can really consider working in his own company.

Why learn to make noodles?
It is not an ordinary difficulty to make noodles that satisfy Yang Song.

It is hellish difficulty, even professional chefs may not be able to make it. For details, please refer to Kazuo Nozawa and Kenjiro Ashikaga of He Guo.

With his head hot and confused, Meng Shijia just boasted like this.

Since then, Yang Song will take Meng Shijia with him every morning when he does morning exercises.

Meng Shihan stopped following them.

"I'm going to dance."

There is a small park next to the food street. This park is good. There are basketball courts and a small square dedicated to dancing. There is a reservoir between the two sides and two green belts.

Those who play basketball play basketball, those who dance dance, and the two sides do not disturb each other.

There are young dancers dancing trendy dance steps in the square, and there are also elderly aunts dancing square dance.

The basketball court is also very lively.

Yang Song does not run here, for him, this park is too small.

He ran to the outskirts of the city, and Meng Shijia followed.

At the very beginning, Meng Shijia was able to keep pace with Yang Song, and occasionally even rushed ahead of Yang Song.

Twenty or ten minutes later, Meng Shijia was panting like a bellows, dragging his feet heavily and ran forward, reluctantly following Yang Song.

After a while, he could only see Yang Song's back.

Without turning his head, Yang Song took out the rope, tied it into a rope, and tied it around Meng Shijia's waist.

"Brother-in-law, cough cough...what are you doing?"

"Shut up and run."

You can't run if you don't want to.

Meng Shijia had never been in such pain in his life. He was dragged by Yang Song for an unknown amount of time like walking a dog.

After finally stopping, Meng Shijia wanted to collapse on the grass beside him.

"There are snakes."

Meng Shijia was so frightened that he stood up straight instantly, and stood behind Yang Song.

The past few days in late summer are extremely hot, the vegetation is lush, the fertile fields are stretching, and the crystal dew is extraordinarily beautiful under the sunlight. Occasionally, the wind blows by, as if seeing the sea, with layers of layers and continuous waves.

"Brother-in-law, what should we do? Has the snake already targeted us?"

"How many snakes are there? Is it big? Will it bite my neck off in one bite?"

"I don't want to die!"

The kid was terrified.

Yang Song didn't expect Meng Shijia to be so scared.

"Fell asleep."

"What?"

"The snake is asleep, don't disturb it, let's go."

Meng Shijia was still afraid, Yang Song dragged him away by the rope.

"Brother-in-law, please be gentle, what if you wake up the snake?"

He dawdled, walking lightly, for fear of waking up the snake if he wasn't paying attention.

Yang Song: ...

You really can't lie casually.

"Look, the snake has run away." Yang Song pointed to a slightly shaking grass.

"I didn't see anything." Meng Shijia said, "Did they really run away? How many did they run away? Are there any left?"

"There's only one, it's gone far, don't be afraid, I'm good at dealing with snakes." Yang Song could only comfort him.

"Really?"

"Follow me, don't be afraid of snakes, or I'll catch some snakes for you and stew them into snake soup, so that you won't be scared."

Meng Shijia was so frightened that he waved his hands again and again: "Brother-in-law, no need, no need, we just stay away from the snake, and don't worry about anything else."

For a person who is afraid of snakes, even if you give him a snake's eggshell, he will tremble with fear.

Yang Song comforted the loneliness.

"Don't be afraid, come!" Yang Song sprinkled something on Meng Shijia: "This is a kind of wine I prepared to avoid snakes."

"Snakes are afraid of this smell, and they will walk around you when they see you. Don't worry."

Only then did Meng Shijia regain his energy.

"Brother-in-law, spray me more." Meng Shijia simply asked for the bottle and poured it on himself.

The corners of Yang Song's mouth twitched, but he didn't say anything.

After pouring out the whole bottle, Meng Shijia was finally not afraid, and followed Yang Song back.

"You run so far every day?" Meng Shijia looked in the direction he came, and the city seemed a little far away.

"No."

"That is not bad."

"I run farther than this every day. Today I am taking care of you, lest you faint from shock."

Deliberately didn't run that far.

Meng Shijia clutched his petite heart, stunned.

"Let's walk back, you take the opportunity to adjust your breathing, reach the gate of the city, and then run." Yang Song said.

"Brother-in-law, I will die." Meng Shijia only felt that life was gloomy and there was no light: "Please forgive me!"

Yang Song didn't speak.

"On the first day, give me time to adapt, brother-in-law!"

"I can't eat a fat man in one bite."

"There's a good chance I won't be able to get out of bed tomorrow."

Then Yang Song said: "You are right, then stop running, let's walk back."

"Thank you brother-in-law!"

"Long live brother-in-law!"

Yang Song was walking in front, in a good mood: I didn't intend to let you keep running.

It's like an English teacher punishing you for copying words.

"If you make a mistake in dictation, copy it a hundred times!"

"Teacher, don't!"

"The fifty times."

"Thank you teacher."

Silly boy!

Being fooled by the teacher at school, having an older sister, and being fooled by the brother-in-law.

That's the way life is.

Whether Yang Song is walking or running, he has a respiratory system.

The body cooperates with breathing, and the cardiopulmonary function is enhanced.

Just after a long-distance run, Meng Shijia's voice sounded like a broken gong, but Yang Song was still calm and stable.

"Brother-in-law, how did you get on good terms with my sister?"

He also asked about the love history.

"Did you play hard? My sister is not easy to chase, that is the legendary bunker!"

"For so many years, I have never seen anyone catch up with my sister."

"As for that Ouyang Mu, my sister didn't actually have a crush on him at all. It was all rumored by their classmates. In addition, the older generations of our two families have something to do with each other. My father is worried about my sister's temperament. If you don't force me, this They have never married in their entire lives, and the two families thought about getting married, but before this matter was mentioned, the two of them parted ways."

Yang Song really didn't know the inside story about this matter.

Yang Song really thought about Ouyang Mu's matter. According to Meng Shihan's vision, she shouldn't have taken a fancy to Ouyang Mu.

It's just that there are some rumors, and Meng Shihan didn't explain it, Yang Song is not easy to settle old scores.

Well now, I understand everything.

"My daughter-in-law can only look at me, what kind of thing is Ouyang Mu?"

Yang Song was in a great mood, and looking at Meng Shijia again, he felt that this worrying brother-in-law was okay.

"Brother-in-law, what shall we have for breakfast this morning?"

Even if Yang Song didn't talk to Meng Shijia, he could still say it happily, and there was no silence at all.

"Do you like to eat glutinous rice wine?"

Meng Shijia became more energetic: "What is that? I haven't heard of it, but I have eaten rice wine. It is sweet and slightly sour, and it relieves the tiredness."

(End of this chapter)