Tourists come to Los Angeles every day. After all, the peonies in Los Angeles are a scene in the world.

These tourists enjoy flowers. They have to eat delicious food and enjoy flowers.

"Master, let me ask you something about the delicious food in Los Angeles?"

"Beauty, which restaurant in Los Angeles must punch in?"

"What do you have in Los Angeles?"

……

They all get an answer.

"Speaking of Los Angeles, there are a lot of delicious food... You can eat delicious food everywhere, but there's a place you can't go."

"Baifeng Pavilion in food street, SongGe's field!"

"Before you go, search the Internet and take a look at the strategy. It's easy to fall out of line."

Six people came to the food club of a junior at a university in the north.

"We are the backbone of the community."

"The organization sent us this time to trust our ability and specially came to Los Angeles to investigate whether Baifeng Pavilion is really so delicious."

"The six of us come from all over the world. We have different tastes and integration at the same time. It's not easy to satisfy our tongue."

"The spirit of the food group lies in being able to eat. The six of us are definitely the best."

"Isn't it because there are only six of us in the club?"

"Beat the four eyed boy and let him tell the truth."

"Two people beat together. There are only six people in our club. That's right. That's because our club has strict requirements and high threshold. Not all sesame and mung beans from anywhere are qualified to come in. The six of us stand on the river and mountain of eating goods and overlook you and other mortals."

"Yes, brother is right!"

According to the ranking, these six people are Wang Tongdao, Ruan Chuan, Wang Mian, Liu Tian, Zhou fried and Xiang Hun.

You can tell their preference by the name. It's a nickname. No parents pit their children so much.

Six of them are junior this year. They have completed all the credits during the University and have been guaranteed to graduate.

So I decided to go out to eat, drink and celebrate.

"Since the Baifeng Pavilion is so famous, let's go and see it."

"If it's really so delicious, we'll be right and give them publicity on the Internet."

"Not delicious?"

"Then hehe."

"Blaspheme food and peel off their skin."

"Yes, we must not turn over those who are disrespectful to food."

"Smashed their field."

"Be gentle. If it's not delicious, we can't smash the field. We're not bandits." Wang Tongdao is the eldest brother. He speaks with great weight, and he himself has great weight.

Who dares not to know his face, his eyes float past, which means: believe it or not, sit down and die you!

A strong man always plays dumbbells in four.

"It's not delicious. Just lift the table. You can't smash the shop."

"Very big brother!"

"Big brother is right!"

"Big brother has insight and knows the rules."

In other words, the six of them can easily think of a row of elephants at a glance.

After all, they are strong.

It's not that kind of fat, but that kind of fat with great power.

"Brother, we have to hurry up, or we can't catch up with breakfast. This store has to queue up at least an hour in advance."

Six people never ask why, just rush.

They are not far from the food street now. They are like calves going down the mountain.

Bang Bang

The ground was smashed. Passers-by sleepwalking on the road were surprised to see the sound source, and even couldn't help making way.

This is power.

This is momentum.

You can open the way and let them catch up with the line of Baifeng Pavilion.

"Good luck. There are more than a dozen people ahead of us."

"Only one chef surnamed Yang cooks."

"No kitchen help?"

"No."

"From beginning to end, chef Yang is busy alone."

"Can't you afford a cook?"

"Absolutely not. The dishes in Baifeng pavilion are not cheap. The boss makes a lot of money. It's not bad at all."

"The highest reception record in this store is 2864 people."

"The boss is really not bad for money."

"Then why not ask a cook?"

"Old masters generally have high requirements for their own dishes. They may be worried about the insufficient level of kitchen help."

"That makes sense."

"There are many private restaurants in the capital. There is only one cook in the kitchen."

"It seems that we have met an old man this time."

"Be respectful."

They are food goods and have the fullest respect for chefs.

Several people got the number plate as they wished.

The number plate of Baifeng Pavilion is a small wooden sign with Phoenix's tail painted on it. It's very beautiful.

"Quite particular."

"Old master is self-restraint."

"Take a closer look at the three big characters of Baifeng Pavilion. They are in song style, elegant and flexible."

"Unless the diners collectively request, the breakfast in this family is said to be different every day."

"The plan of the day is in the morning. How important breakfast culture is."

"Most restaurants have only three or two kinds of breakfast. Unexpectedly, this restaurant has eaten dozens of kinds of breakfast."

"In fact, there are more than 100 kinds."

"Worthy of being a teacher, the origin of cooking!"

"When you see someone later, remember to call Grandpa."

"We have to be polite."

When the six of them entered the door, the diners behind them looked at each other: where did the two fools come from?

Wang Tongdao and others entered Baifeng Pavilion, smelled the more substantive smell of breakfast, ordered immediately, and couldn't help but want to see what Yang Song looked like.

Coincidentally, Yang Songgang squatted on the ground and filled pickled cucumbers from a porcelain jar.

Diners love green jade cucumbers so much that everyone wants them.

"This is one hundred and ninety-nine cucumbers. Why didn't anyone call me a profiteer?"

What brain circuit?

The six just didn't see Yang Song.

Can only say to Shen Huaizhao, "please say hello to Grandpa cook for us."

"What?" Shen Huaizhao stared and his voice was broken. He almost didn't stand firm.

Meng Shihan noticed this side.

"Please say hello to Grandpa Yang Song for us!"

Thinking of the difference in accent, Wang congdao said it again.

Now, not only Shen Huaizhao, Meng Shihan, but also the diners in the store heard clearly.

Yang Song stood up with a pot of pickled cucumbers. He also heard it.

Nothing to say.

What else can you say about this scene?

Shen Huaizhao quickly placed an order for them.

For breakfast this morning, rice wine and three Ding steamed stuffed buns are set meals. Pickled cucumbers will be decided according to the situation of the guests.

Paste rice wine and three Ding steamed stuffed buns are 200 pieces, plus pickled cucumbers, the total is 399.

The diners of Baifeng pavilion are not surprised at all. They will advise the new diners:

"Before you eat, you think it's expensive. When you really eat, you'll find that it's completely worth the price!"

"I regret not eating."

"Only after eating can we make better money."

"They're right."

Wang Dao and others probably feel this way now.

They held the bowl and smelled the aroma of rice wine in their bowl at a close distance. Only then did they find that they were really hungry.