Chapter 1042

It's exposed!

Yeze Yixiong looked around in horror and focused on Yang Song.

His plan has just begun and can't fail.

As a result, no one cares about them.

It doesn't seem strange at all.

Konaki Nozawa helped him sit down.

Shen Huaizhao smiled: "excuse me, how are the two guests going to eat?"

Although breakfast only provides meat pie and meat egg soup, some people eat a complete set meal, others only eat one of them.

After all, there are three hundred pieces of minced pancakes and one hundred and ninety-nine pieces of minced egg soup.

Eat it all. It's very cheap. It's less than 500 yuan.

"Please give us a complete set meal, meat buns and meat egg soup, two copies," nodawa said

It can be said that it is very standard.

Shen Huaizhao successfully collected the money and brought the dishes up soon.

Yezawa glanced at him and quietly sent a message to his Chef: "the breakfast made by Chinese poplar pine, a street snack with general taste, is difficult to ascend the hall of elegance."

He even took a picture to upload.

"Such crude food really wronged Mr. yeze."

"Why are all Chinese civilian food?"

"It's really a country that can't afford tea eggs and pickles."

"Mr. Nozawa, please be careful. There may be safety problems with the food there. They don't discharge water from the nuclear power plant in the sea."

"Why go to China? Can you eat food in small places?"

"Our country is the king and authentic in the food industry."

……

After reading the replies from friends, Yoshio Nozawa also had a moment of chagrin: do I really need to come to China?

"This kind of coarse food is really not suitable for me living in a food paradise."

"But it's already ordered."

Yoshio Nozawa reluctantly picked up the pancake and bit it.

"Yes!"

"This smell..."

As if to confirm his guess, Ichio Nozawa took another bite. This time, he took a lot of big bites.

"Such a crisp taste! The skin is bitten and the dough is immediately broken into slag. How did he achieve such a bomb like crisp feeling? There is no oil?"

"The skin of the cake is golden and crisp, but the thin skin inside is soft, waxy and wet. It actually appears in a cake. There is also this meat filling, which is tight and sticky like broken meat balls. Each mouth has a strong meat flavor, and the meat juice is evenly distributed. There are also spices in the meat filling, paste, hemp and spicy. These tastes are very unique, which are spices I haven't eaten."

Yoshio Nozawa ate and thought, "there are pepper, soybeans, peanuts, fragrant leaves, medlar and cinnamon. It seems that beef and spices are added. I can't eat what it is."

Ozawa's hands were empty. When the pie was finished, he even drank the minced egg soup.

"Why don't you eat?" Wild Ze a male just asked, can't hold his mouth, he said what national language.

He looked around nervously and found that no one paid attention here. He went to see Yang Song again. Yang Song had no time to pay attention to him.

"People here are very careless." Yoshio Nozawa relaxed and couldn't help being dissatisfied.

"Grandpa, can you share your pancakes with me?"

You're thinking of farting!

Yoshio Nozawa ate the pancakes cleanly.

"Can you always share the egg soup with me? You probably can't finish such a big bowl."

Yoshio Nozawa is old after all. He is not used to eating too much food for breakfast.

According to his usual appetite, he can drink up to three or two mouthfuls of minced egg soup, and breakfast should be over.

"Well, divide you." Ichio Nozawa.

"Thank you." Kongming Nozawa picked up the bowl and poured more than half of it for himself without hesitation.

"How fragrant!" Yoshio Nozawa sighed.

The minced egg soup was put in the bowl before. He didn't have any special feeling. After his grandson's dumping, the smell was like flowers blooming.

"It's not just the smell of pork, it's not just the smell of eggs, but the combination of the two into one, calling out their own extreme freshness and forming a new taste."

Ichio Nozawa stared at the soup bowl:

"You don't have to taste it. You know how delicious it is. But you can still see that Yang Song didn't put much meat in it, and there weren't many eggs. It's a very economical soup. It's obviously a very simple food, but why is it so fragrant?"

Yoshio Nozawa drank the soup with doubts.

"Ah! How delicious it is? More delicious than I expected! What makes it so delicious?"

He couldn't think of it or see it, so he had to drink it in order to give him the answer with his tongue.

However, when he finished the soup.

"Still didn't expect, what is it?"

Ichio Nozawa suddenly looked at his grandson.

Konaki Nozawa finished drinking again and burped.

"Grandpa, I don't know how he made it."

"Order another bowl. I must know the secret of this soup."

Human cubs are hateful, but when he doesn't show an innocent expression, it will always make people feel soft.

"You can't kill him. This is the grandson of the yeze family. He's his own."

Kongming Nozawa was helpless: "everyone here is limited to one breakfast, and you can't order a second."

Otherwise, why should he ask grandpa to give it to him? Isn't another bowl delicious?

Ichio Nozawa also remembered the rules of Baifeng Pavilion.

What should I do?

Yoshio Nozawa seems to be chasing more readers. He is very anxious to know the next plot. However, the unlucky author said that he suddenly wants to give himself a holiday and doesn't write novels first.

Do you think Yoshio Nozawa can stand it?

He stood up and rushed to Yang Song.

"What do you want, guest?" Shen Huaizhao immediately appeared.

"Your, get out of the way!" Ichio Nozawa can't care.

"Well, here comes another little day. He Guoren who has a good life!"

"What is this bald head doing here?"

"Do things again!"

……

The diners were in a bad moment.

"Everyone is calm. Maybe they just want to express their excitement and joy to brother song." Liu Wenwu sat next to Wu Tiantian, who was very stable.

The diners were reluctantly appeased, but Shen Huaizhao still didn't give way: "brother song is cooking. Please don't disturb him. Please wait until the end of business hours."

Nogawa Kongming also hurried forward to pull his grandfather.

Yoshio Nozawa couldn't care about anything. Pointing to Yang Song, he said, "I officially challenge you!"

Well, thanks to Kenjiro's blessing, all the diners in Baifeng Pavilion know what this sentence means.

The diners were boiling.

"Little ho country devil, come and do things again."

"Brother song has just come back to cook safely for a few days? He's making trouble again."

"Does he Guoren have nothing to do every day?"

"To prepare sacks, I have to carry out non quality cultural education for some people."

"Hit him!"

If you can speak any language, you can't translate. Take out the artifact.

What he said most to Ichio Nozawa was - where did you come from, go back!

Yoshio Nozawa was angry like a bald gorilla: "Yang Song, you coward, don't dare to accept my challenge. Your Chinese chefs always only know how to mystify and don't understand anything else. Shirikenjiro lost to you. I won't. let me be ashamed before the snow this time!"