Chapter 960

"Who is Xiao Si?" Kenjiro tsuri shouted.

He happens to be a native of Los Angeles. He also happens to have been to Baifeng Pavilion for dinner. He happens to be called Du Xiaowu. The Jianghu people call him Xiao Wu.

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

Tsuri Kenjiro is about to explode: "Yang Song, you deceive people too much."

Yang Song didn't want to talk to him. He scooped a bowl of soup and handed it to him: "try it."

"Well, I'll taste it myself before I can expose your trick."

Gulu.

Kenjiro tsuri's eyes stared like cow's eyes: it seems a little delicious. It must be an illusion. Have another bite.

Guru Guru Nagetto.

"It's not a good drink. This illusion lasts a little long."

Gulu Gulu, a bowl of soup is finished.

Tsuri Kenjiro looked relaxed and said, "another bowl."

Yang Song: "do you know?"

Tsuri Kenjiro woke up like a dream, nodded and shook his head with an empty bowl of space.

Yang Song said: "it's all right. I don't know now. I'm not afraid. There are two more games. Let's continue the competition. You'll always know."

Kenjiro tsuri took it. His soup really didn't work, although he didn't know where he couldn't.

After the game, Yang Song was surrounded.

"Brother song, can we eat the noodles you just cooked in the evening?"

"How many bowls do you serve? I have to consider whether to take my girlfriend with me."

"Can I order three bowls at a time?"

Yang Song said: "first of all, thank you for your willingness to join us, but we can't supply noodles this evening. There's no time to stew soup."

"How could it be too late? Brother song, did you burn the fire?"

It's still early to open at night. More than three hours of soup is enough.

Yang Song said: "because of the time limit of the game, the soup can only be stewed like that. It's OK to deal with the game, but it's not qualified for everyone."

Praising judges: what do you mean? We don't eat as well as diners?

I don't blame the three judges. They were all invited by the client of Kenjiro tsuri. They didn't eat in Baifeng Pavilion. They don't know the real level of Yang Song.

"But generally speaking, don't chefs do their best to cook the dishes for the competition?" Let's do it together.

Yang Song: "obviously not. After all, you don't pay for dinner."

"That makes sense."

Diners: "the boss is a good man."

Yang Song couldn't laugh: "that's good. At noon tomorrow, everyone can come to Baifeng pavilion to eat this noodles. It's enough during business hours."

There are countless schools of Chinese cuisine, which can be divided into rice and noodles.

Needless to say, Yang Song grew up eating noodles.

It is necessary for Baifeng pavilion to have enough pasta.

"Thank you, boss. We'll have lunch 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 doesn't supply noodles for 14 times."

"My tears are ready. Brother song doesn't agree, so I hold his thigh and cry."

"Are you sure it's useful to hold brother song's thigh and cry?"

"It's no use crying alone, of course, so I pulled a group and practiced with 50 people present. We cried together with brother song's thigh. Even the conductor found it. We must cry with cadence, broken heart and lingering sound. Brother song is the softest and will promise."

"Why not smash it with money?" This product has never eaten in Baifeng Pavilion.

Yang Jiajun at the scene looked at him with the eyes of "caring for the mentally retarded": "brother song is short of money? I'm afraid you're not a fool."

"However, if brother song will cook for money, I will definitely roll up my sleeves and work hard to become xiyiou next year."

"I'll go home and inherit my family."

"Don't dream. Brother song doesn't need money. Brother song cooks just to be happy."

"Ladies and gentlemen, I've booked a room at the food street. I'll line up for noodles early tomorrow."

"Smart!"

"I'm sure, shrimp. The room is full! What's your hand speed?"

Li qingti, who was hiding in the crowd, suddenly said, "do you feel like something is missing?"

"Something is missing."

"What is missing?"

Yang song suddenly sent a message in the group: "Pingping Wuqi yuan baby noodles, 399 yuan."

The next day was just the weekend, and there was a long line at the gate of Baifeng Pavilion again.

Is the queue boring? It doesn't exist at the gate of Baifeng Pavilion.

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

"Isn't it?"

This is the difference between old diners and new diners.

"On the surface, we are here to eat noodles. In fact, we are here to survive the robbery in order to become immortal one day."

"No wonder it's called Yuanying noodles. It's powerful."

Yang Song, who has outstanding five senses, almost didn't smash the bowl: I didn't know that my diners in Baifeng Pavilion boasted so well.

Yuanying noodles, each bowl is standard weight, enough for normal people to eat.

However, the people who came to Baifeng pavilion to eat noodles today basically ordered two bowls.

"A bowl of normal food and a bowl of duomian food can also practice vital capacity."

Yang Song: just be happy.

The business of Baifeng Pavilion is booming. Chen Ming eats white, tender and tender. His childhood is very moist. He sighs in front of Yang Song.

"Don't be sad. I've been single for so many years anyway." Yang Song enlightens Chen Ming.

Before opening his mouth, Chen Ming, who had a mouthful of old blood in his throat, said, "it's from my hometown."

"Come and propose to you?" Yang Songdao.

"No, brother song, listen to me." Chen Ming said, "it's my sixth uncle. He has to arrange people to work in my group."

This is a serious matter. Yang Song also got serious: "go on."

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

Speaking of this, Chen Ming was angry: "his son can't pass the national college entrance examination at all. He has been abroad for two years and has no work experience. When he comes back, he will come to the group as general manager."

Chen's group is famous all over the country. For many years, if you want to receive Chen's interview invitation, you must at least have a master's degree in addition to absolute genius.

Yang Song: "then your uncle Tang has a big heart."

Others marry Bai Fumei, become xiyiou and reach the peak of life. He's a cousin.

Ha ha.

Even if Chen Ming doesn't work in Chen's office, Chen still has to go on after his father retires.

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

Chen Ming is so angry:

"My father is very fond of old love. He really plans to let my cousin work in the group. That's not enough."

"What else?" Yang Songdao.

"My cousin also has a cousin named Cuihua. He has to shout to marry me and be the young lady of Chen!"

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