Chef sun used chopsticks crazily and sent meat to his mouth.

Even Chen Ming, who has dominated the dining table for many years, is turned pale by his madness.

Chen Ming is about to show his fists and feet. Yang Song glances at him gently.

"Brother song, what are your instructions?" Chen Ming also replied with a wink.

Yang Song: "be subtle. It's not that you don't give you meat. If you dare to lose me, try it."

Chen Ming: "you threaten me?"

Yang Song: "I just threaten you."

Chen Ming can only appoint Qu Baba's chopsticks and dare not let go.

At the dinner table, no one is chef sun's opponent. He eats more than three people alone.

Whoosh!

Xu University, the eldest grandson of the Xu family, took out the plate, and they were stunned with chopsticks.

"What are you doing?"

Xu university has just graduated from grade one this year. He scored 200 points in mathematics and Chinese.

"Uncle sun, have you ever heard of respecting the old and loving the young?"

Being stared at by children so seriously and attentively, chef sun always blushed.

Yang Song also held back his smile.

Chen Ming laughed wildly: Fortunately, brother song stopped me, otherwise I would be the one who was asked.

He has that confidence. He really shows his strength and can clean up chef sun.

"With friendly tips, the game is not over yet. Should we announce the results?" Chen Ming finally caught a glimpse of the live mobile screen.

"I'm going to beat the prince of Chen's group. How on earth did this boy live?"

"When you step on the horse, buckle the mobile phone screen upside down on the table. Let's see the blue sky and white clouds all the way. You can also hear your voice of eating."

"The most painful thing in the world is that you can't eat the delicious food made by brother song. Watch a live broadcast and don't even see the close-up of the dishes."

"Brother Ming, give us a reason not to kill you."

"Brother song, if you need a small attendant again, just say, I can drive, several, you choose, and the small one will carry your bag."

"Brother song, change brother Ming."

……

"Sweet and sour meat. Brother song's sweet and sour meat. I can smell it across the screen."

"This crisp voice is really intoxicating."

"Brother song can't say the menu."

"I hate it. Why am I not from SongGe's hometown?"

"Look at the end of the world, brother song, when will you come back?"

……

Chef sun conceded: "my sweet and sour meat is not as good as you. Let's compare it with others. What I'm good at is court food. This sweet and sour meat doesn't count."

What's the matter? The emperor, the queen and the Empress Dowager didn't eat sweet and sour meat?

Yang Song has also found that there are so many people who have a hard mouth recently. He is too lazy to argue with them, but they all like it.

"I don't want to compete with you." Yang Song is here to do business. Lao Xu has a good reputation in several nearby villages. It can be said that he is highly respected.

Yang Song needs the support of Lao Xu's family to drive Yang Laosan's family out of the village.

"You can't only make sweet and sour meat, can you?" Xu Xiaomei immediately said, "Chef sun's palace food is the head of many families. There are at least 108 dishes he needs to practice, which is the specification of the Manchu and Han banquet. Do you understand?"

"Yang Song, you're just a sweet and sour meat. What can you be proud of?"

"If you practice a dish all your life and cook it a little better than chef sun, what's your pride?"

In Xu Xiaomei's opinion, Yang Song's victory over chef sun is a complete fluke.

Even chef sun thinks so: "he is young, and it's good to be able to cook a dish. The palace food is exquisite, and no one can cook it."

Yang Song: "from all over the world, one side of the land and water nourishes one side of the people. According to the local characteristics, there are indeed many cuisines. The palace cuisine is just one of them. People don't know whether they are high or low. The dishes are for people to eat. Why should they be distinguished?"

Another chef who deviated.

Chef sun disdained: "you are still young and have little knowledge. You don't understand anything. Palace dishes are like jewelry and jade. They are made with the best ingredients and the most complex cooking skills. They are Tianjia dishes. Of course, they are superior."

And such foolish people are easy to say they don't understand the truth.

Yang Song said, "let's see Zhenzhang. I happen to know a few palace dishes. What do you think we are better than?"

Chef sun is worried that he can't turn over the plate. Since Yang Song took the initiative to mention it, he just has a heart for him, but he still has to pretend to force.

"Boy, palace food is not a small fuss. Are you sure you want to compete with me? Don't lose too ugly. Go home and cry. Your mother has to coax you."

"Chen Ming, prepare paper for chef sun. It's too far from his house. I'm afraid he cried too much and drowned in tears."

Yang Song's mouth is not poisonous. He usually doesn't like to talk much and likes to show everything with practical actions. Now it seems that he can't.

I have to change my style in the future. I can't get used to some things that don't have eyes.

"Hum, what's the use of a hard mouth? You'll cry then." Chef sun's eyes turned wildly and was careful to play with the machine: "since we want to compare, we can't just compare one."

"You has the final say," he said. Yang Song is very happy. Chef sun despises him even more: he is just a hairy boy who doesn't know the greatness of heaven and earth. Your brother will teach you to be a man today.

"Let's compare the Empress Dowager's elbow, cherry meat and squid egg soup!"

None of these three dishes is easy, which has frightened countless chefs.

Yang Song didn't expect that chef sun dared to choose these three dishes.

It's not hard to see from the sweet and sour meat. Chef sun's knife worker can only barely see it.

Can he really cook the three palace dishes he said?

Yang Song has some doubts.

"Are you sure?" Yang Song asked.

"I'm sure." Chef sun's arrogance is still two meters high, as if he has never lost: "are you sure, boy? What we want to do is the Empress Dowager's elbow, not an ordinary elbow. It's cherry meat, not ordinary meat. Have you ever heard of squid egg soup?"

Yang Song grinded his teeth: "all right, shut up and stop talking. When I hear you, I have a headache. Finish it quickly and get out of here."

Why doesn't he like fools spitting fragrance at him?

Chen Ming smiled with satisfaction: brother song finally couldn't bear it.

The ingredients are not complicated. The Xu family has them all.

Before the start, chef sun held the largest elbow in front of Yang Song: "I have another question to ask you."

Yang Song: "I can answer you, but you have to give me a guarantee."

"What guarantee?" Chef sun glanced sideways at Yang Song: "you don't want to worship me as a teacher, do you?"

Yang Song almost slapped himself in the face with his backhand. What immoral things did he do in his last life? God wants to play with him in this life?

"When I answer you, you just ask me the bank card password, and I'll tell you. But remember, after I answer you, hold it for me. Don't talk to me until the game is over."

"Why?" Chef sun is very dissatisfied: is my voice so bad?

"I'm afraid I'll call you by accident."

"Boy, you are too ignorant!" Chef sun's physique can kill Yang Song.

Yang Song took a kitchen knife and played a beautiful flower in his hand: "your problem."

Chef sun has no doubt that Yang Song's knife can fly to his head if he talks more.

Forget it. Business matters.

Don't mess with knife players.

Chef sun finally asked, "you chose such fat pork. How did you make it not greasy at all?"