Chapter 917

Another day later, new news broke out on the Internet.

Black heart vendor, sky high price kebab.

Unscrupulous boss of food street, I fainted in the toilet after eating.

The restaurant owner keeps a dog in the kitchen.

Yang Song is on fire, black fire.

There are pictures and stories. They are well made up.

There are really melon eaters who don't know the truth.

Recently, many strange faces have appeared in the food street. These people are obviously ill intentioned.

The "messenger of justice" sometimes has no brain.

"Let's smash the windows of Baifeng Pavilion."

"Throw dung at their door."

"Pull banners to protest and let them close the door."

……

These people usually appear in groups of three, three, five or five, thinking that they act on behalf of heaven.

When they appeared with all kinds of paint, it was obvious that they wanted to do something. They went to the door of Baifeng Pavilion.

Oh, shit!

Why are so many people in line?

If the messenger of justice wants to do something, he knows he can't do it in front of so many people.

"We'll come back at noon."

At noon.

what the hell!

"There are more people!"

It's still night.

It's evening.

fuck!

"Why are there so many people?"

Some messengers went to inquire.

"There is a problem with the hygiene of this store."

"The cook is a psychopath. It is said that he can cut people with a knife."

"They also have dogs that can bite people to death."

"It's a black heart to sell vegetables so expensive."

"Why do you still come to dinner? There is such a long line!"

I don't understand. They don't understand.

Meng Wan received a divorce case today. The client is a poor woman, the legendary original match. He has worked hard with the man for 30 years to save a large family fortune, and his identity and status have all been established. The man wants to change his wife.

In such cases, it is most important to appease the parties. Meng Wan should not only prepare litigation materials, but also keep listening to the bitter woman's complaints.

He was so busy that he didn't attend to dinner at noon. Finally, in the evening, he was lucky to catch up with the last few tickets and pondered what to eat later.

The body is still waiting in line. He has thought of what porridge to drink later, a large bowl of clear soup longxumian, and shrimp dumplings. It's best to have two more beef skewers, which may not be enough.

I heard someone talking.

Meng Wan's first reaction was to be angry and give full play to his professional posture without swearing.

"Brother, don't pay attention to these poor people. I tell you, they came in the morning, at noon and at night. They just don't understand why we are willing to come to Baifeng Pavilion for dinner."

"A bunch of pathetic bugs."

"Just look at them and smile. They don't understand that there is a delicious dish in the world called SongGe."

From this perspective, I feel much more comfortable. If I look at those just messengers, I will have a superb sense of overlooking the ants under the sky.

"Stupid mortal."

"Don't you understand why we come to Baifeng Pavilion for dinner? Don't you know if you have a meal yourself?"

"We're not going to eat. There's something wrong with the ingredients in this store. We can't go in standing and take an ambulance."

"You haven't eaten. How do you know there's a problem? Without investigation, you have no say."

"It seems very reasonable."

"Then we'll line up, too."

"What row? The No. ticket has been sold out. I want to be early tomorrow."

So they were sent away. When these people entered Baifeng pavilion the next day.

"It's very clean. I just rubbed it in a corner under the table with a paper towel. It's clean."

"There are no dogs in the kitchen."

"The ingredients are fresh."

"My little sister is very beautiful and polite."

"And small fresh meat."

"The chef's appearance is also very resistant."

"The food is served. Taste it first."

What else? Nothing more.

Today, Yang Song made beef noodles. Of course, rougamo is also made of beef.

What is the real rougamo?

The surface of the Kang was golden and crisp round cake. The slit was cut with a knife. The inside was white, tender and flexible, emitting white smoke. The stewed beef was quickly stuffed in. The crushed green pepper and chopped onion were stuffed together.

A bite down, the outside is burnt and the inside is tender, the wheat of the bread is like, the beef wax juice is not fragrant, and the greedy insect is awakened in an instant.

When you eat this beef bun, you have to take a big bite, one bite at a time. You finish it after a few bites. While you are satisfied, you still feel that you are not satisfied.

This is the exception. Beef noodles is the highlight.

Before eating, drink the soup first. The clear beef bone soup is not only the fragrance of beef bone, but also the good taste of green vegetables, as well as the unique delicacy of bamboo shoots and various mushrooms.

This kind of soup is most suitable for eating before meals, nourishing the stomach and opening the switch of the stomach.

When you bite the noodles, it is more full of wheat fragrance, which complements the cake fragrance of roujiamo just eaten. When you eat the noodles, you will have a piece of beef slice half the size of a palm.

"Life is not in vain."

"The world is worth it!"

Beef noodles, beef noodles, is to eat with beef.

Yang Song took a bowl and drank soup leisurely. Looking at the diners, he could proudly say, "only my noodles deserve to be called beef noodles!"

The delicate texture of beef and the characteristics of beef determine the unique aroma and taste of beef.

Meng Shijia held the sea bowl, cheerfully ate beef noodles, even soup with noodles and beef, and didn't lift his head.

Others can run 100 meters at one go, and guests of Baifeng Pavilion can kill a large bowl of beef noodles at one go.

Chen Ming finished it early in the morning. He had the cheek to ask Yang Song for a piece of meat.

Only Chen Ming and Meng Shihan have extra meat.

Meng Shihan can add it at will. Chen Ming has only four pieces of meat, which is also the meat of two slaps.

He was holding his mouth full of meat and closing his eyes for aftertaste.

To be honest, Chen Ming was not so intoxicated when he first held hands in his first love and played his first kiss.

The dishes made by Yang song make Chen Ming unable to stop.

First love may be beautiful, but in fact, delicious food is the most eternal.

"I met brother song long ago. What else can I fall in love with? I've come to dinner long ago." Chen Ming left tears of regret: "how many years of delicious food have you eaten less?"

Yang Song doesn't know what he thinks. If he knows, he will persuade Chen Ming to fall in love, leave his first love and let their family come to Baifeng Pavilion for dinner.

He reckons he can make more.

At the end of breakfast time, such a group of people appeared at the gate of Baifeng Pavilion in the food street.

They were still standing in twos and threes, looking ethereal and addicted.

The old diners of Baifeng Pavilion recognized the troublemakers of yesterday.

"What are those big fools doing?"

"I don't know. Let's ask."

Big fools smile:

"Don't move. We're still in the fairyland. It's a wonderful taste."

"I feel twenty-eight years younger and I'm back in my infancy. It's a pure and carefree time."

"It's delicious. It's really delicious. How can it be so delicious?"

"I want another bowl."