"Don't eat beef first. Look at it. I know that such a large piece of beef is happy first. Press the meat down, soak it in a bowl, stir it a few times, drink soup first, blow it before drinking."

Yang Song took the lead in taking a sip of the bowl, took another sip, and enjoyed it with his eyes closed.

In Baifeng Pavilion, no one was surprised by Yang Song's intoxicated expression. Everyone was used to it.

After waiting for a long time, Yang Song has drunk seven or eight mouthfuls of soup and hasn't seen him do anything else.

"Then, then, brother song?"

"Is it time to eat noodles?"

Yang Song narrowed his eyes and said, "after drinking the soup, you'll know."

Yang Song found a chair with a bowl and ate it.

The diners were puzzled and obedient. They pressed the beef in the bowl, soaked it in the soup, stirred it a few times, and drank the soup with their heads down.

"Oh! I saw the cow running on the field. Every inch of the cow's skin was full of strength."

"Look at the corbel. It's strong and straight. It's very suitable to eat at first sight. It must be very good to roast and stew."

"And the back of the cow, the ears and the tail of the cow..."

This is braised beef noodles.

And mushroom beef noodles:

"Whose calf ran into the mountains? The air here is so fresh."

"It seems that it rained in the mountains and forests, and fresh, tender and fat mushrooms came out."

"The little cow was eating mushrooms, and I heard a moo."

After feeling, everyone suddenly found out; "It's just a mouthful of soup. How does it feel like eating beef?"

"You eat braised beef noodles. The soup is rich. It's not strange to eat beef. Why can I eat my clear soup?"

"It smells delicious and has a long aftertaste."

"Look at the bowl, in the bowl!"

"What happened? The meat was stolen?"

"Eech!"

A group of people face the bowl as if they were ordered to fix their body.

Only blink.

Zi Lan has big eyes, blinking and blinking.

They can't believe their eyes.

The six pieces of beef in the noodle bowl disappeared.

Instead of disappearing, they changed from the meat slices of the palm of the Pu fan into shredded meat.

Yes, it's shredded meat. It's as fine as the rain in spring.

The thin longxumian, white with the unique color of wheat, is intertwined with the red beef like Cabernet Sauvignon, which complement each other. It is beautiful like the silk tapestry hanging from the nine heavenly fairies.

"How can such a large piece of beef turn into shredded beef in the twinkling of an eye?"

"I didn't stir with much strength?"

"It's broken too evenly."

"It's amazing. It's really amazing."

Yang Song had eaten all the noodles, put down his bowl and said, "that's how you eat. Send the noodles and shredded meat into your mouth, and give the rest to your tongue and stomach."

Yang Song took out the noodles for 100 people at once. It was inevitable that he was a little tired. After eating the beef noodles, he was instantly resurrected with blood.

"Listen to brother song and try."

The people stirred up the noodles, put the meat and noodles into their mouths and chewed them.

There are countless high mountains in front of them. The rocks are jagged and the mountains and forests are out of sight. It should have been a gloomy deep mountain forest. The sun rises from the East and breaks through the clouds. The glow is boundless and beautiful.

The most spectacular, joyful and tearful force in the world is the sunrise.

The plan of the day is in the morning.

No matter what happened yesterday, whether it was brilliant or defeated, or what happened in the Ming Dynasty, whether it was a smooth road or full of thorns, people are full of fighting spirit.

Fearlessness is the power that every morning should have.

Yang Song's bowl of beef noodles contains such power.

"Dry! What kind of salted fish? Come out and spell it!"

"The world is so big that I want to stand at the top. From today on, get out of any damn hesitation. I want Baoma Xiangche and beautiful women. I want to work hard for pink tickets."

"I want to be the great God, the great God of Nanbo. I want to be the boss of the best-selling list."

"Wife, I won't kneel on the washboard tomorrow. Throw away durian or something."

"Goddess, you wait for me, my heart will last forever."

"Stupid leader is disobedient. I'll try to kill him and be his leader."

A group of people shouted out the desire buried in the bottom of their hearts.

Once upon a time, they were still hesitating. This morning, they didn't hesitate. Since they wanted to do it, they had to do it.

"I wish everyone a dream come true and get what they want!"

"We must all be the most beautiful cubs!"

"From today on, don't waste your time. Winning is the only result of our life pursuit!"

Yang Song drank the noodle soup lightly and made up his mind silently: "it's time for me to buy a villa."

Even writers of novels have villas these days. How can he be a good cook without them?

Li qingti didn't tell Yang song that he had a villa not because he wrote novels, but because he had a father who opened a publishing company.

"Hahaha, I want to keep brother song!" It was Meng Wan who shouted such words.

As soon as lawyer Meng said this, everyone at the scene was surprised.

"Mr. lawyer, you usually wear suits and shoes and look like a person. I can't see that you still have such an idea."

"Yes, yes, I can't see that you are such a person."

"I really misunderstood you."

Yang song could hardly bear the watery human design. He could hardly stand.

"You, you misunderstood. I didn't mean what you thought."

"I just want to invite brother song to be my exclusive chef." Meng Wan showed an evil smile: "in this way, I can have breakfast, morning tea, lunch, snacks after lunch, afternoon tea, dinner and supper. I can't sleep in the middle of the night and have extra meals, hehe..."

So he can eat for a day.

That's an ideal life.

Yang Songbai was startled.

"That's what we think." Unexpectedly, the diners said, "what do you think we think?"

Meng Wan:

I didn't think anything.

"You think you're the only one who wants to keep brother song?"

"We want to!"

"I want to think about it day and night. I'm even more hungry."

"How happy it is to be able to eat brother song's dishes without worry all day?"

"I know I'm dreaming, but I don't want to wake up."

"To tell you the truth, I have such a dream every night, and then wake up by the alarm clock."

"My alarm clock is language - get up quickly. If you don't get up again, you won't be able to eat brother song's breakfast."

A group of people began to play their alarm clock.

"Brother Song told you to get up and get up for breakfast."

"If you don't get up in line, you can only watch others eat with eggs and cakes."

"Will brother song make pee pills this morning?"

Someone even recorded Yang Song's voice: "OK, you can eat!"

The diners said: in order to eat brother song's breakfast, I have to get up early.

Sure enough, there are no people who don't work hard, only reasons for not working hard.

Liu Wenwu asked people to come together to discuss: "why don't we ask brother song how much money can keep him? Even if he can't keep the new year, he will be very happy for one day."

"Brother song must have at least six figures now?"

"Who are you scolding? It's brother song. It's a package for one day, starting at at least one million. Maybe you can eat brother song's exclusive menu."

"The six figures I said are based on hours."

"Suddenly I feel a little poor. I'll make some more money."

……

They thought they were very quiet. However, Yang Song with excellent five senses could hear punctuation clearly.

"Do a bunch of stupid mortals think they can support me with two money? I'm the one who needs money? How much money did you spend on me? I didn't count it in my heart. "