Super Chef Tycoon

Chapter 988

What is a tea mountain?
Yang Song smiled contemptuously. He is still a man who owns dairy farms, orchards, vegetable planting bases, vineyards...

After the system certified that Yang Song has the potential to definitely become the king of chefs, he was extraordinarily generous in giving the site.

"To be honest, host, you are the most promising man I have met since I left the factory, and I hope the host will continue to work hard. It is only a matter of time before you become the king of kitchen god."

Yang Song: "You are right."

Without paying attention, he is already a qualified farmer.

"Huai Zhao, 40 people can come in this time."

"okay!"

Yang Song's ability lies in the fact that his progress is visible to the naked eye.

He could only make ten cakes in the first pass, but he could make twenty in the second pass.

"This afternoon, I will only give away cakes for 100 people. I will give away more after I have read the opinions and learned from experience to improve."

As a man who is the king of chefs, he likes diners to give pertinent suggestions.

The bearded man, the strong man, the young daughter-in-law, and the big girl, everyone held the cake, eating contentedly and carefully.

"You have to take small bites, or it will be gone in a while."

Everyone warns themselves before eating.

With the spoon in hand, the first bite of the cake is in the mouth.

"What do you eat in small bites? Eat big bites of delicious food!"

"This cake melts in your mouth. The mousse is as delicate as the clouds in the sky. How can it be so delicious?"

"Don't talk to me, it's really delicious."

"what a beautiful Jasmine Flower!"

Some people think of the girl they once fell in love with at first sight.

"I was wearing leather sandals at that time, and it was raining. I was shaking the muddy water on my shoes while holding on to the electric pole. She thought I had an electric shock, so she just gave me a stick, hahaha..."

"The grass pond in my hometown, where I caught the first fish in my life, my grandfather made fish soup for me, and my grandfather often brags about it. The first time I went into the water to catch a fish, I caught a fish. Two and a half catties of fish."

"That year in the college entrance examination, I was the number one scholar. My parents invited an opera troupe to sing in the village. We sang for seven days in a row. People from all over the world knew that our family had a number one scholar. Our family was really happy at that time."

"I am married to my first love, and I have a pair of twins. The two dolls call me daddy. I am in a beautiful mood."

……

Food can wake up memory the most. Yang Song feels that he is still successful. After he reads the suggestions, he will be more successful.

Even the people in Baifeng Pavilion were given blank papers.

"You guys have to write too, don't mind, just write boldly."

Li Yaoyao and Li Jinxiu also have them.

The two sisters were also arranged to stay for dinner.

"It's the first time for the two of you to eat the food I made. You must be deeply touched. Don't be cautious. If you want to make suggestions, you can make suggestions. I'm easy to talk to." Yang Song invited the two sisters to have a barbecue, and also There are Yangchun noodles.

"Yangchun noodles are a perfect match with barbecue. Many people in the store like to eat this way, and you are welcome to invent more ways to eat."

Baifengge's menu is getting longer and longer.

The greatest joy for diners is to create various combinations.

For example, some people like to eat peeing beef balls with Jasper cucumber and clear soup powder.

Yang Song was amazed, tried it himself, and deeply felt that the diners this time were all gods.

Li Yaoyao and Li Jinxiu had eaten Yang Song's cakes and drank Kuding tea, and they admired him even more. After they had dinner and tasted more than a dozen kinds of barbecue, they could only pour out their admiration for Yang Song with the water of the Yangtze River. to describe.

"Come on, I'll give you another piece of paper, feel free to make suggestions." Yang Song seemed to be a teacher supervising students' homework.

I was still immersed in the food just a second ago, and now I am asking for advice on food.

"Is there not enough paper?" Yang Song smiled kindly.

Li Yaoyao and Li Jinxiu said indifferently: "Enough is enough."

When others write one composition, the two sisters have to write two. It is not easy to eat Yang Song's meal.

When the business ended in the evening, Yang Song held the suggestion box and sat under the light to enjoy it.

Only when problems are found can they be corrected and progress can be made.

Open the first envelope:
"The biggest problem is that the six-inch cake should not be shared between two people, it is obviously for one person."

Yang Song: "Nonsense, a six-inch cake is a standard serving for two to three people, which is an international standard."

Then came the second letter:

"Half a six-inch cake is not enough to fit between the teeth."

Yang Song: "Your teeth are too big."

The third letter:
"Brother Song, you know something in your heart. The food you cook is so delicious, and you ask us to give you suggestions every time, and give you such a big piece of white paper. Isn't it embarrassing us? We urgently hope that the white paper can be smaller. It’s better not to have it, the cake can be bigger.”

Yang Song: ...

Fourth letter:
"Such a delicious cake, why can't I just eat one?"

Next, the fifth, sixth, seventh and eighth letters all have a central idea - we have no objection, you have to ask for it, that is, too little is given, and we don't have enough to eat.

It wasn't until he turned to a piece of proposal paper full of words that Yang Song showed a satisfied smile.

After all, he laughed too early.

This piece of paper comprehensively analyzed Yang Song’s cakes from the aspects of natural science, social figures, and gastrointestinal motility. I still want to eat, but Baifengge doesn't sell it. Tonight, someone will be too hungry to sleep, and even if they fall asleep, they will definitely be woken up by saliva in their dreams.

What's more, this person also said that people who can't swim may drown in saliva, and it's all Yang Song's fault for not wanting to sell cakes.

The condemnation of Jansson is quite in place.

Yang Song had a toothache.

After reading all the suggestions in one go, he knew that his cake was too small to eat, and the cake was not on the menu, which made everyone unhappy.

Someone also mentioned the candied haws last time.

"Brother Song, you only give candied haws to children and not us, are you looking down on us adults?"

Yang Song was convinced.

He also went to ask Meng Shihan: "Honeydew melon jasmine cake, is it really that delicious?"

Meng Shihan used a kind of "You really don't know about your cooking skills".

"Honey, if you think the honeydew melon jasmine cake you made is not very good, I can only tell you that in Los Angeles, no, including the capital, there is no cake shop in the whole of China that is qualified to open a shop."

"How is it possible? I just learned how to make cakes." Yang Song felt that he was at least half a month away from killing the entire Huaxia cake shop.

"You have misunderstood your ability." Meng Shihan called Chen Ming and the others: "My Xiaosong thinks that the cakes he makes are so-so and not qualified to be on the menu. What do you think?"

Chen Ming's face was full of resentment, as if a poor wife was going to court: "Brother Song, I love food the most, and I love desserts. I once stayed in the so-called dessert capital for a whole year. I can tell you responsibly , the honeydew melon jasmine cake this afternoon is comparable to the best cake in the dessert capital."

Meng Shijia gave two thumbs up: "Brother-in-law, this is you."

Shen Huaizhao also said: "Boss, I have never eaten such a delicious cake."

(End of this chapter)