Chen Ming rubbed his stomach with an expression of desire and dissatisfaction: "what is this broken roast mutton? It's also delicious. It's not worth making a plane to eat."

Meng Shihan also said, "this mutton smells delicious, but it doesn't taste so delicious."

Shen Huaizhao frowned: "black shop."

Yang Song couldn't help laughing: "you are spoiled by me. This store has such a great reputation in the capital. In fact, it has real skills. Master Zhou's knife work is very good and his grasp of the heat is also very good. If you score 100 points, I should give 75 points, but this is not really eating mutton. This Dexing restaurant sells dog meat with sheep's head."

This dissatisfied him.

"Who is so boastful?" The door of the private room was kicked open, and a young man in Tang clothes came in. There was a gold watch pinned to the pocket of his clothes. He looked very gentle, but he was too angry.

"Ma Tengfei!" At a glance, Chen Ming recognized that the visitor was the little owner of the Ninth Five Year Plan catering group.

The Ninth Five Year Plan catering group takes the route of business dinner.

The restaurant has luxurious decoration, first-class service and beautiful price. The only thing that can't get on the table is the taste of dishes, which can't meet its price.

However, it is understandable that the taste of business dinner is a little worse than that of dishes of the same specification.

This is the business philosophy of Mahalanobis catering.

After Ma Tengfei entered the group, he was no longer satisfied with the business dinner level. He wanted to become one of the five major restaurants in Beijing, or even the boss.

Therefore, it took a high salary to attract chefs everywhere, and there was this Dexing restaurant.

Eating roast mutton in martial arts is a major feature of their store. Coupled with the brilliant decoration, it is comparable to the star's beautiful waiter, which makes Dexing food club really popular.

Ma Tengfei is satisfied. He only thinks that he is the only one in the Chinese catering industry. Who gives up him?

He will be a freshman in Beijing tomorrow and the day after tomorrow will be the first in the world.

True love dreams.

"Chen Ming, did you take someone to smash my field?" Ma Tengfei's eyes were gloomy like a sewer: "why, you Chen's going to enter the catering industry?"

He received feedback from the kitchen. Some people were dissatisfied with the dishes of Dexing restaurant. Ma Tengfei thought something was wrong. Someone must have come to find fault.

He came to understand the situation. As soon as he got to the door, he heard someone say Jue words.

"Chen Ming, you didn't beat me before you graduated from college. Why are you unwilling to leave school? You came all the way from the place where birds don't shit in Los Angeles to smash my field. Don't you want to live?" Ma Tengfei said.

"Fool, don't be amorous. Can you do it? I don't know this shop is yours. I invite my buddy to dinner. It has nothing to do with you." Chen Ming thought to himself, what the hell is this.

"You've been a villain recently. Go to worship God another day." Yang Songdao.

"It makes sense. There are many outside Los Angeles. I'll go to see you tomorrow." Chen Mingdao.

The two of them just chatted with each other.

"Have you ever paid attention to me?" Ma Tengfei kicked the table hard. The solid wood table didn't move, and his toes were about to break.

"No, I don't like Dai Meitong." Chen Mingdao.

"Your barbecue is not to our taste. The money has been paid. We're not going to make trouble. Let's leave quietly now." Yang Songdao.

There are really not many diners like them now.

"I said I didn't come to find fault? Why is the roast mutton in our restaurant not to your taste?"

"Have you ever had delicious and delicious roasted mutton in your woodlouse?"

Chen Ming and others all looked at Yang Song: of course we did.

"What's he doing? He's roast mutton?" Since childhood, Ma Tengfei has always been strong and likes to compete with others.

Or it should be said that he doesn't like someone better than him. There is no best. If there is, the grandson will do it.

Master Zhou said, "boss, he should mean that brother song is a cook who can make more delicious roast mutton than our restaurant."

There was a chemical reaction between peers.

"Are you a cook?" Ma Tengfei immediately watched Yang Song.

"Yes, I am, a mediocre little cook." Look, he is so modest and low-key.

Ma Tengfei seemed to be suddenly trampled on his tail. He almost jumped onto the table, pointed to Chen Ming's nose and scolded: "you trampled on the horse and brought a cook to me. Dare you say you didn't come to find fault? Chen Ming, your grandson, dare you do it? Be careful I'll beat out your shit."

He didn't forget to point at Yang Song: "are you a cook? Who are you a famous chef? What cuisine are you good at? How many dishes are you good at? How many dishes can you cook so young? You look like a little white face. You deserve to mention yourself as a cook in our Dexing restaurant? You really treat yourself as a clove garlic? You're not even a dish."

After scolding, a beautiful waiter brought a tea cup. Ma Tengfei drank two mouthfuls and remembered, "you just ate three mouthfuls of mutton and disliked our dishes?"

Yang Song nodded honestly: "it's really average."

"Or did you say that the food we cooked is not martial? It's not authentic?"

Yang Song still nodded honestly: "you shouldn't eavesdrop."

Ma Tengfei suddenly spilled the remaining tea on Yang Song. Yang Song dodged and held Meng Shihan. He didn't touch a drop of water.

"Eavesdropping is your fault."

"It's wrong for me to go to NIMA. Beat them, especially the cook who doesn't know the greatness of heaven and earth. Press him on the barbecue iron plate for me. When it's three mature, sprinkle the devil's spicy!"

People behind Ma Tengfei rushed over one after another.

The iron plate is self heated. The mutton has just been roasted and is still very hot. Anyone who accidentally touches the iron plate at this time is bound to burn.

Six bodyguards deal with four people, two of whom are girls.

There is no suspense about winning.

"Strip off the cook, press it on, and then go to the backyard to get those wolf dogs up and open meat for them!"

Master Zhou's face changed: "boss, is this too much?"

"What have you done?" Ma Tengfei said sadly, "or let the stupid cook kneel on the barbecue iron plate to kowtow to me and admit his mistake, and then pay a thousand or eight million, and I will forgive him a lot."

Yang Song: "is that how many adults in your family use it?"

Meng Shihan protects Chen Ming and Shen Huaizhao. Yang Song takes away the chopsticks on the table and bounces six. Six bodyguards cover their necks and fall asleep.

There are also two chopsticks. Yang Song holds them and walks towards Ma Tengfei.

"Don't come here!" Ma Tengfei pulled master Zhou in front, "you don't dare to hurt me. I'm Ma Tiantian, my father. I'll call someone now..."

Yang Song pushed away master Zhou, nodded on his neck and poured another one.

Ma Tengfei wanted to faint, just like green tea in movies and TV dramas.

But he won't.

Fainting is actually a technical job.

Yang Song had walked up to him, stepped on the sofa where he was sitting, waved two chopsticks and knocked him on the head without hesitation.