Chapter 1044

"Isn't there fifteen people in front of Yoshio Nozawa?" Yang Song is very single: "there is still time, don't worry."

He was slow and had an excellent attitude, as if he were talking about the good weather.

"Those fifteen people... Let me see, put Ichio Nozawa in three months, no, six months later."

"No, six months is too long." Yang Songdao. "A month."

"How about that?"

For three months, Yang Song took part in the challenge of five people every month.

Too often.

"You can't stand it." Liu Haiyang said.

"No." Yang Song still has light wind and light clouds: "there are 37 days from now to the end of next month, and it will be set at the beginning of next month."

There's plenty of time.

Enough for him to master fish.

There are thousands of food genres in the world. Ordinary chefs may not be able to master them, but Yang Song is the man who wants to become the king of Kitchen God.

How could he not?

If you're a man, you can't.

"Are you really sure?" Liu Haiyang felt wavering when he spoke.

"The record of the whole Asian food challenge is that the highest record is only 23 challenges in two months."

Yang Song had to accept 16 challenges in more than a month.

"Uncle Liu, don't think too much. Relax." Yang Song made him a cup of tea: "try the top Lushan cloud."

"What's the top Lushan cloud? This tea weighs up to three kilograms a year. It's not good. You don't even have three kilograms. You young people are easy to be cheated -" Liu Haiyang took a casual sip, and then his mouth popped.

This fresh and meaningful fragrance, mellow and sweet, this mouthful of rehydration, two armpits rustle like a breeze.

I can't help but observe the tea soup. The color of the soup is clear and bright, the green buds are tender and uniform, compact and beautiful, and the bubbles representing vitality are cloth buds, crystal clear and beautiful.

"Is this really the top Lushan Yunwu Tea?"

How could it be better than the one he drank at the state banquet?

"Uncle Liu, don't talk. Let's have tea." Yang Song leaned back against the recliner and took a sip of tea. In front of him, it was clear that Lushan was a sea of clouds, the red sun was rising, the rays were shining, and the flowing gold was bright and bright.

Swing your chest and generate stratus clouds, and break your canthus into the returning bird.

Liu Haiyang couldn't help but close his eyes and sigh: "the breeze in my armpits is blowing, and I want to go to Penglai."

A cup of good tea is in hand. What do you care about yeze or not?

Who he is.

"Xiao Yang, use your kitchen knife to cut him down and subdue him!"

Yang Song:

Your painting style suddenly changed. I'm a little uncomfortable.

It is said that the wine is intoxicating. I didn't expect President Liu to be so heroic after drinking tea.

one more please.

"Xiao Yang, you said that Yoshio Nozawa can challenge you. Can't my Chinese chef challenge him?"

He didn't give Yang Song a chance to answer.

"Why don't I take 108 heroes of the Chef Association, kill them in the hotel, use a wave of human flesh tactics and cripple Yoshio Nozawa?"

"If he can't pass us, he doesn't deserve to play with you."

Yang Song said, "isn't that good?"

There are 108 people in the Los Angeles Food Association?

That sounds familiar.

Liu Haiyang drank another cup: "there are too few people, aren't they? It's all right. I'll write a recruitment order and recruit another 180. If I don't believe it, I won't be able to kill Yixiong noze."

Yang Song stopped giving Liu Haiyang tea: "don't be impulsive. Impulsivity is the devil."

It sounds very enjoyable. If you really do that, the style is not high.

Instead, it will give Yoshio Nozawa a handle.

That's an old yin-yang man.

Yang Song added, "don't worry, I promise, I will make Yoshio Nozawa regret stepping on the land of China. Isn't it fish? Although I don't know much now, it doesn't mean I'm not good at it after 37 days. This time, I'll teach the old boy a good boy and let him know who is his father."

Liu Haiyang's agitation was calmed down a lot.

"But I doubt very much. In what country does Yoshio Nozawa belong to the level of national chef? He is equivalent to a master. You two are across the ocean. Why did he come to challenge you?"

He couldn't figure it out, neither did Yang Song.

"I don't think it's necessary to find out what the villains think." Yang Song has labeled him a villain.

"This is also the villain leader." Liu Haiyang said, "it's a big villain. Why did he come in person?"

"According to general experience, he should not send his disciples and grandchildren to explore the way, or confidently think that his disciples and grandchildren can crush you."

Liu Haiyang was puzzled.

Yang Song: tell me, how many food delivery novels have you read.

"Uncle Liu, I'm a small role in your eyes?" Only with the disciples and grandchildren of Ichio Nozawa.

"Of course not." Liu Haiyang realized that he had said something wrong and immediately explained: "I mean, if the yeze family sends disciples and grandchildren, you can put up your thumb and crush them in the opposite direction, accumulate experience and have enough time to grow up. Won't you win more in the face of the big villains?"

Yang Song: "then you think I will lose to the villains."

"Don't you... No, I didn't. you misunderstood me. I'm full of confidence in you and firmly believe that you are the best, the strongest and the best." Liu Haiyang said.

Yang Song wants to take off his goose bumps.

Liu Haiyang added: "therefore, you must not have too much pressure. You must be calm and calm. Failure is the mother of success."

Yang Song took away the tea set: "uncle Liu, you are old. Drink less tea and go home to bed early."

"Oh, oh, don't put it away. The tea has just tasted."

Liu Haiyang wants Yang Song to put the tea set back. Yang Song gives him a determined figure.

Early the next morning, Yang Song got up early to run. On the way, he met Yoshio Nozawa, a sportswear version.

"Good morning, Yang Song!" A small flame flickered in Yoshio Nozawa's eyes, with a bellicose glow.

"Good morning!" Yang Song nodded slightly and kept walking. Ichio Nozawa immediately followed: "as a cook, you must have a strong physique."

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Yang Song didn't say anything.

Yoshio Nozawa is still in a hurry: "so, I have been doing morning exercises every day since 36 years ago, and I have never been absent."

Yang Song still ignored him.

"A drop of water wears a stone. It's not a day's work. I've practiced my cooking hard. For decades, I've finally become a big hand. Looking at what country, few chefs are my opponents, especially in the seafood world. I'm the king." Yoshio Nozawa does exercise, run and talk every day. He doesn't breathe at all.

Yang Song still doesn't speak.

"Tsuri Kenjiro lost to you. He lost the dignity of Chinese chefs. I can't allow this, so I'm here. I'm going to pick up the dignity of Chinese chefs and trample on the ground."

He has a proud and arrogant attitude, which makes people want to punch him in the face.

Yang Song stopped, stepped on the spot for a few steps, shook his arms and took a deep breath. After three times, his eyes fell on Yoshio Nozawa: "do you know that running is not suitable for chatting? Especially long-distance running is very unhealthy and incorrect."

Yoshio Nozawa smiled contemptuously and disdained: "I don't think I need a suckling boy to teach me how to run? I'm an athlete of what country. If I'm not obsessed with cooking, I'll win all the running gold medals in the Olympic Games, including the hurdle gold medal that you Chinese are proud of. It should be mine."

"Shall we compare?" Yang Song showed his first smile this morning towards the bright and dark sky.