Chapter 923

Yang Song cooked a pot of pee beef balls, from beating minced beef to making balls, and finally cooked in the pot. The whole process took only half an hour.

The whole process is dazzling.

Each pot can receive 100 people for dinner. It can be said that the speed can fly.

Yang Song, a cook, just trained the hand speed of yard farmers.

Waiting for a guest is only half an hour at most.

It only takes twenty minutes to get to the back.

Yang Song cooked the balls and told Meng Shihan to look at the pot. He began a new round of beating beef.

His nose is so powerful that he can accurately smell the smell of peeing cattle balls floating out of the pot.

It's best to beat beef in one go.

It won't take that long to cook the balls, so Yang song can only speed up.

The speed of hammering is accelerated and the sense of rhythm is stronger.

Some people in the team even began to swing with the beat!

"I didn't expect to be able to experience the concert while waiting for brother song's food."

Waiting for guests is not lonely at all.

After Yang Song speeds up, it only takes 20 minutes to pee beef balls in each pot.

He was so busy that he didn't even have time to wipe his sweat. Meng Shihan could only wipe his sweat with a gap.

After cooking three more pots, Meng Shihan pulled Yang Song: "wash your face and have a rest."

Or his daughter-in-law loves men.

It was summer that Yang Song sweated a lot. No matter how Meng Shihan wiped him, Yang Song's face was still red with sweat.

He needs to cool down.

The waiting diners were distressed.

"Brother song, take a break. We're not in a hurry to eat."

"Health is important."

"Take care, brother song."

They didn't catch up with the meal in the morning and were unwilling to leave. They simply lined up for lunch.

At this time, more than half of the noon business hours have passed, but Yang Song has not stopped from the morning to now.

It is reasonable to say that Yang Song should have time to rest before noon when the business hours in the morning are over.

It's not.

After the morning's business, Yang Song immediately hung the soup again.

Diners came too surging, and the soup prepared in advance could only last until noon.

In order to allow diners to eat pee cow pills at night, Yang Song hung a new soup and opened business at noon early.

Up to now, he has received more than 1000 diners, and there are two more pots, that is, two thousand.

"Brother song, you rest. We're really in no hurry to eat."

Yang Song frowned: "business hours are not over yet."

He refused to stop, but obediently washed his face and ran back.

Meng Shihan couldn't persuade him. Yang Song cooked two more pots, and the business hours ended at noon.

An old man in cotton and hemp Tang clothes was waiting for Yang Song.

"Brother Song -"

Yang Song's face collapsed: you're at least sixty or two. Call him brother song. He can't catch it.

"No, no, what can I do for you?"

The old man's hair is almost white, but he looks very powerful and energetic.

"Brother song."

The second time.

Yang Song quickly waved his hand: "please say something. Don't call me that."

The old man is also a regular customer in the store. He is so old that Yang Song doesn't want others to call him brother.

"This is a respectful title. Brother song, you are a man of great ability. I respect you, not at your age." He paused and said, "my name is Lu Yonghe. I'm a traditional Chinese medicine. I know some massage techniques."

Yang Song nodded and called Dr. Lu.

Lu Yonghe then said, "you are tired and your muscles are tight. If you relax later, you will certainly feel uncomfortable. I want to give you a massage to make you more comfortable, so as not to leave the root of the disease in the future."

Long time and intensive work is the source of occupational diseases.

But Yang Song didn't expect: "you've been waiting just to give me a massage?"

Lu Yonghe has been waiting for at least an hour.

"You are a good cook." Lu Yonghe's reason is so simple.

"I'm in good health. Just have a rest." Yang song feels embarrassed and doesn't plan to work hard, old man.

"Brother song, how many years do you plan to cook in the future?"

Yang song really didn't think about this problem: "I will cook for a lifetime. I like cooking very much."

It is Yang Song's pursuit to live and cook.

"Then I have to give you a massage." Lu Yonghe said: "the body needs maintenance very much. If you don't love it, it won't love you."

Yang Song also felt that massage was not impossible, but the diner suddenly came to massage him.

It was so sudden.

"Brother song, listen to me. Occupational diseases are nightmares that everyone can't escape. What's more, periarthritis of shoulder, cervical spondylosis, varicose veins, tendon sheath cyst of wrist, etc. are very complex, and this occupational disease is getting younger and younger. Brother song, you're so young and hard, you can't help preventing it in advance."

Lu Yonghe is worthy of being a professional and endless: "for example, brother song, you have done so many pee pills today, which has a great pressure on your improvement, cervical spine and wrist. If you don't dredge and relax in time and accumulate, it is a persistent disease. The so-called disease comes like a mountain..."

Yang Song conceded: "it's hard for you to give me a massage."

"OK!" Lu Yonghe reached his goal and smiled happily. He couldn't help boasting: "brother song, it's not me. In Los Angeles, no one is better than my massage technology. I'm a professional traditional Chinese medicine with solid theoretical knowledge, many years of medical practice and rich experience. In addition, I have good health and sufficient strength. In the massage industry, my reputation is strong. I say second, no one dares to be the first."

It was the first time that Yang Song met such an old Chinese doctor who could talk big.

Meng Shihan was still worried. The old man was really very talkative.

When she found Yang Song's helpless little eyes, she felt interesting again.

Lu Yonghe first gave Yang Song a press. He pointed the acupoints accurately, skillfully and moderately hard.

Professional.

Meng Shihan's heart was put down.

Yang Song also felt quite magical. The old man's kneading technique was really strange, which made him couldn't help but relax.

Yang Song, who hadn't massaged before, didn't understand: "some people don't press the massage, crying and howling?"

Why is he so comfortable?

"Brother song, you can't use too much strength for your first massage." Lu Yonghe said, "I'll loosen your muscles and bones first, otherwise I'll make too much effort, and the skin and flesh will ache. I won't be able to use my strength later."

Two hours later, Yang Song had to cook.

He is a workaholic.

"Thank you for your consideration." Meng Shihan was moved.

Yang Song is very busy every day. Although she can point massage techniques, she is still not as good as old Chinese medicine.

"Brother song, your muscles are too stiff. I have to adjust them. I'll massage you every three days." Lu Yonghe said, "next time, I have to take my medicine box and give you some needles."

"Don't bother so much. Where are you sitting?" Yang Song didn't plan to let the old people come to the house for service again and again.

"What kind of trouble is this? I ate and pressed it easily." Lu Yonghe added, "I have to use medicinal oil. I made it myself. Next time, I'll bring it over and give you moxibustion. If you have a good sleep, your body will be more relaxed."