Super Chef Tycoon

Chapter 960 The answer is so clear
"Who the hell is Xiao Si?" Ashikaga Kenjiro shouted.

The translator happened to be from Los Angeles, and he happened to have been to Baifeng Pavilion for dinner, and he happened to be called Du Xiaowu, and people in the Jianghu called him Xiaowu.

Du Xiaowu took out his mobile phone, picked out the photo, and said, "It's the little fourth brother, the god dog, it's my brother!"

Ashikaga Kenjiro was about to explode: "Yang Song, you are too deceitful."

Yang Song didn't want to talk to him anymore, he directly scooped up a bowl of soup and handed it over: "Taste it."

"Okay, I have to taste it myself, so that I can expose your tricks."

Gulp.

Ashikaga Kenjiro's eyes stared like a bull's-eye: It seems a bit delicious, an illusion, it must be an illusion, take another sip.

Gollum.

'It's not delicious at all, and this illusion lasted a little long. '

Gulu Gulu Gulu, a bowl of soup is done.

Kenjiro Ashikaga stretched his eyebrows and relaxed his whole body: "One more bowl."

Yang Song: "Got it?"

Ashikaga Kenjiro nodded as if waking up from a dream, holding Ruya's empty bowl, and shook his head again.

Yang Song said: "It's okay, don't be afraid if you don't know now, there are two more games, let's continue the competition, you will always know."

Ashikaga Kenjiro took it, his soup was really bad, although he didn't know where he was bad.

After the game ended, Yang Song was surrounded by people.

"Brother Song, can we have the noodles you just cooked tonight?"

"How many bowls are served? I have to consider whether to take my girlfriend with me."

"Can I order three bowls at a time?"

Yang Song said: "Thank you in advance for your willingness to join us. It's just that there is no way to serve this noodle tonight, and there is no time to stew the soup."

"Why is it too late? Brother Song, did you set the fire?"

It's still early in the evening, and more than three hours of broth is enough.

Yang Songdao: "Because of the time limit of the game, the broth can only be stewed so-so. It can cope with the game, but it is not qualified for everyone to eat."

The judges who are full of praise: what do you mean?Are we not as good as diners?
Don't blame these three judges, they were all invited by Kenjiro Ashikaga's clients. They haven't eaten at Baifeng Pavilion, so they don't know Yang Song's true level.

"But generally speaking, don't chefs try their best to cook the dishes they bring to the competition?" asked one of the judges.

Yang Song: "Obviously not, after all, you don't pay for your meals."

"It really makes sense."

Diners: "The boss is a nice guy."

Yang Song couldn't help laughing: "That's good. At noon tomorrow, everyone can come to Baifeng Pavilion to eat this noodle. It's enough during the business hours."

There are countless schools of Chinese cuisine, which can be generally divided into rice-eating and noodle-eating.

Needless to say, Yang Song grew up eating noodles.

It is necessary for Baifengge to have enough rich pasta.

"Thank you boss, we'll go eat at noon tomorrow."

The problem of eating was solved, and Yang Song and others were able to leave.

"I'm so happy, I'm really worried that Brother Song won't be serving buckle noodles fourteen times for the time being."

"I was ready to cry, but Brother Song didn't agree, so I hugged his thigh and cried."

"Are you sure hugging Brother Song's thigh and crying is useful?"

"I cry alone, of course it's useless, so I formed a group and practiced with fifty people present. We cried together holding Brother Song's thigh. We even found the conductor. The lingering sound is lingering, Brother Song is the most soft-hearted, and will definitely agree."

"Why don't you spend money on it?" This guy definitely never went to Baifeng Pavilion for dinner.

The Yang Jiajun present all looked at him with eyes of "caring for the mentally retarded": "Is Brother Song short of money? I'm afraid you are not a fool."

"However, if Brother Song will cook for money, then I will definitely roll up my sleeves and work hard, and strive to become Xiyiou next year."

"I'll go home and inherit the family business."

"Don't dream, Brother Song is not short of money, Brother Song cooks for fun."

"Everyone, I've reserved a room at the food street, and I'll queue up early tomorrow for noodles."

"clever!"

"Me too, Xiami, the room is full! What's your hand speed?"

Li Qingti, who was hiding in the crowd, suddenly said: "Do you feel that something is missing?"

"There's something missing."

"What is missing?"

Yang Song suddenly sent a message in the group: "Plain and non-exotic Yuanying noodles, 390 nine yuan."

The next day happened to be the weekend, and there was a long queue at the gate of Baifeng Pavilion again.

Will the queuing process be boring?It does not exist at the gate of Baifeng Pavilion.

"Do you think we're just here for noodles?"

"Is not it?"

This is the difference between old eaters and new eaters.

"On the surface, we are here to eat noodles. In fact, we are here to cross the tribulation, so that one day we can ascend to immortality."

"No wonder it's called Nascent Soul Noodles, it's amazing."

Yang Song, who has excellent five senses, almost smashed the bowl: I never knew that my diners in Baifeng Pavilion are so outstanding in their bragging skills.

Each bowl of Yuanying Noodles has a standard portion, which is enough for a normal person to eat.

However, most of the people who came to Baifeng Pavilion to eat noodles today ordered two bowls.

"Eat a bowl of normal food and a bowl of duo noodles, and you can also exercise your lung capacity."

Yang Song: As long as you are happy.

The business of Baifeng Pavilion is booming, Chen Ming eats white and tender, and lives a very nourishing life, so he sighed in front of Yang Song.

"Don't be sad, you've been single for so many years anyway." Yang Song asked Chen Ming.

Before he could speak, Chen Ming gulped blood down his throat: "It's someone from my hometown."

"Come to propose marriage for you?" Yang Song said.

"No, Brother Song, listen to me." Chen Ming said, "It's my sixth uncle who insists on arranging people to work in my group."

This is business, and Yang Song also became serious: "Continue to talk."

"My sixth uncle has a son who is a returnee and wants to join the group as the general manager."

Mentioning this, Chen Ming became angry: "As for his son, he couldn't pass the domestic college entrance examination at all. He went abroad for two years to play and study for two years. He has no work experience at all. He will come to the group as the general manager when he comes back."

The Chen Group is well-known throughout the country. It has been many years. To receive an interview invitation from the Chen Group, apart from being an absolute genius, one must at least have a master's degree.

Yang Song: "Then your cousin has a big heart."

Others marry Bai Fumei, become Xiyiou, and reach the pinnacle of life.He just became a cousin.

hehe.

Even if Chen Ming doesn't work in the Chen family, after his father retires, the Chen family will still have to continue.

"I've made up my mind. In the future, I'll invite a professional team of managers to run the group. I'll just be in charge of the backstage. Who knows that such a thing will come out."

Chen Ming was furious:
"My dad is very nostalgic for the old days. He really plans to let my cousin work in the group. That's not counting."

"What else?" Yang Song said.

"My cousin also has a cousin named Cuihua, who insists on yelling to marry me and become the young wife of the Chen family!"

What is this called?

(End of this chapter)