Chapter 1024

What is a banquet?

A dish is a dish and a meal is several dishes. This is the difference between quantifiers.

The quantifier used to describe a banquet is a table.

Banquet, literally, there are many dishes.

Yang Song is such a person who pays attention to rules. His banquet dishes must be very standard.

In China, most banquet dishes start with meat and vegetable cold dishes, followed by hot dishes, which are served one by one like running water. The content is basically big meat, at least chicken, duck, fish, and then the ending soup.

There is a beginning and an end.

This is the banquet in the conventional sense of China.

Since Yang Song wants to invite everyone to a banquet, he certainly doesn't fool everyone with dishes.

"Brother song, why do you suddenly remember to invite a banquet?" Gu Tang is the president of the school gossip club. He is best at digging all kinds of news.

Gu Tang is a sweet girl like marshmallow. She is a senior this year. She loves, uh, gossip and changes clothes most everyday.

Very often, Yang Song will find that Gu Tang is still a neat sportswear when serving. After checking out, Gu Tang becomes a sweet girl in a white cotton skirt.

"Recently, I unknowingly made a lot of table dishes in my hometown. It's very like a banquet. I suddenly want to make a table."

"At least ten people should eat a table of banquet dishes. Those who are selected can bring their relatives and friends to eat."

Yang Song finished and found that the diners looked at him wrong.

"What's the matter?" He said something terrible: "why do they look like ghosts one by one?"

"Brother song, you cook table by table in your hometown?"

The front row diners raised their heads and wiped their ears. The back row diners stood on tiptoe and straightened their ears.

"Yes, there are many villagers to entertain."

Diners left tears of regret. Why didn't they polish their eyes when they were reincarnated?

Why can't they be fellow townsmen with brother song?

Anyway, Baifeng Pavilion finally opened.

That night, Yang Song had no time to do anything else. He only sold barbecue and beer.

Everyone is still eating hi.

Because there is only barbecue, countless people choose to bring rice, steamed bread and Huahua cattle to match barbecue.

They not only brought them themselves, but also Yang Laosan and his wife.

"Uncle, come and try my flower ox of '82."

"This is rice porridge made of Xiangshui rice. Although it can't be compared with the rice provided by brother song, it's better than nothing. My uncles and aunts also try it."

"Do uncles and aunts like steamed bread? This is pure natural pollution-free flour from my hometown. We grow it ourselves and steam it ourselves. Even the fertilizer in the field is pulled by ourselves."

Yang Laosan and his wife were stunned. They quietly pulled Yang Song and asked, "son, is this really a hotel?"

Why is it so luxurious?

"A lot of rent?"

Why are diners so enthusiastic?

"You owe people money?"

Yang Laosan and his wife are honest all their life. They have never been respected and cared for by so many people.

"Dad, what are you talking about? This shop is our own, no rent."

Yang Song bought the shop long ago.

"How can I owe people money? Look at our menu. I make a lot of money."

The couple hurriedly looked at the price of the dishes and were startled again.

"Son, how can you open a black shop?"

"When does a bunch of roast gluten cost 100 yuan? And why 300 yuan for this beef kebab?"

"Stealing money is not as cruel as you."

Yang Song was amused: "Dad, you forgot what I made kebabs smell?"

He hurried to bring all kinds of kebabs to his parents.

"Brother song, why do you suddenly bake so much for your uncle and aunt? Although the hot and cold kebabs you make are delicious, your uncle and aunt are old after all, can't eat so much?"

"Why don't we help uncle and aunt eat?"

Yang Song knew that they were joking. He didn't need money to come to Baifeng pavilion to stop him from eating on weekdays.

Or it should be said that people who eat in Baifeng Pavilion don't need money.

"Go!" Yang Song said, "my parents don't know the situation. They thought I opened a black shop."

Worthy of being biological parents, there can be such a misunderstanding.

Liu Wenwu was the first to laugh loudly.

Others couldn't help laughing.

Yang Song doesn't have to explain. Someone here went to popularize science for the second old man.

"Uncle and aunt, we are not stupid. It's not a day or two to eat here. The string he baked is worth the price!"

"Not only is Chuaner worth the money, but all the dishes are worth the money. Sometimes we all want SongGe to raise the price, so there are probably not so many people coming to dinner every day."

"Other people's dishes, just the taste, are not as good as brother song, let alone the benefits to the body. Let alone the spicy kebab, I feel comfortable every time I eat, like washing bones, cutting marrow and purifying the whole body."

"My shoulders and neck are always sore. After eating brother song's kebab, the pain will be relieved a lot and I can have a good sleep at night."

"I have three meals a day here. I've never had stomach trouble again."

"My old waist is better."

"Brother song's cooking tastes unique in the world, and its effect on the body is no less than that of a miracle doctor."

……

Yang Laosan and his wife didn't understand. When they ate their son's kebab again, they felt that the old bones seemed to become a lot easier, especially the taste was really good.

"Mom and Dad, you don't have to worry. Just stay for a few more days."

What the diners in Baifeng Pavilion will not make a fuss about is the price set by Yang Song.

They just hate that they don't run faster and faster and can't catch up with the good position in the front row.

In the team of Baifeng Pavilion, the people standing behind left and right are not surprised to stare at the people in front of them.

"Hey West, this bastard took the lead!"

"Guga, guga, the spoon at the back of this man's head is really ugly."

"I really want to kill those who stand in front of me."

……

They are all psychological activities. Turning around, we can still exchange experience happily.

As for the exchange of experience?

Don't ask, asking is the experience of eating.

"Brother, I tell you, if you eat green pepper kebabs and chicken kebabs together, you can have a very special taste."

"What's the smell?"

"You can eat it yourself. And you know what? Brother song recently improved a new seasoning. Sprinkle it when baking squid. It tastes like you can see the daughter of the sea."

"I also heard that brother song made fried noodles very delicious. Unfortunately, brother song made it once and didn't put it on the menu at all."

"In Baifeng Pavilion, there are so many hidden menus. If it's far away, it's brother song's hundred cakes."

Yang Song said: "the cake will be on the menu, but you have to draw lots and book. Just ten cakes a day."

I was so happy that I thought I could eat sweet cake.

"Don't say they are coming from other places. There are hundreds of people on the scene. Only ten people are given every day. Brother song, it's not really enough!"

"I'm not happy without a cake."

"I'm the legendary Koi insulator. It's likely that I'll be the last one to draw the cake. No, I may not be able to draw it in my life." Li qingti said this.

Yang Song didn't believe it: "don't you say that the novel has been written very well and read a lot of people?"

Li qingti: "illusion, I'm poor."

Yang Song: "the houses near Baifeng pavilion are very expensive."

Li qingti stopped talking for a moment.

This product bought a two-story building behind Baifeng Pavilion, which is the legendary single family villa.

I have the face to say I'm poor.

Yang Song said: "I'm poor. I don't even have a villa."

Chen Ming: bah, it's shameless. Don't even look at who the Fang family around here is so expensive.

Residents in the food street: don't scold boss Yang. He is our mascot.