Chapter 1062

When he came back from Meng Shihan, Yang song always regretted: "I forgot to ask how many days I had to wait."

On those days of each month, it seems that everyone is different.

Yang Song broke his fingers and calculated for a while, but he didn't figure it out.

"No, I have to go to bed early. I have to stew Xiaohan some soup tomorrow morning." One of Yang Song's favorite qualities of Meng Shihan is that my daughter-in-law especially knows how to repay kindness.

He takes good care of Meng Shihan now. When the time comes, hum hum

The next morning, it should be no different from before.

But the diners all know that Yang Song has moved.

Everyone came to dinner with gifts.

This morning, the breakfast of Baifeng pavilion was pot soup with mixed powder.

Earthen pot soup has a history of more than 1000 years and is the pride of Nanchang people in Jiangxi Province.

Almost everyone in Nanchang has such a breakfast match.

A bowl of hot stew with a bowl of mixed powder.

Cold home collocation and meat and vegetable combination can open the essence and spirit of the day.

Yang Song made a total of six kinds of soup, namely white gourd old duck soup, wild pepper pig's hoof soup, Sydney meat cake soup, lotus root ribs soup, soybean pig tripe soup, black chicken and red dates soup.

These six kinds of soup have only one unit price, 300 yuan a bowl of soup, plus 100 yuan, you can have a bowl of mixed powder.

In the kitchen of Baifeng Pavilion, there are three large one meter five earthen pots.

In each large earthenware pot, there are 300 small earthenware pots, which are no higher than the length of an adult's palm, and the ingredients inside are ever-changing.

Baifeng Pavilion only offers 1000 breakfast today.

There is also a fourth slightly smaller earthenware pot in the kitchen. This earthenware pot is only one meter high with 110 small earthenware pots.

In addition to 1000 breakfast, the extra 10 are naturally the internal staff of Baifeng Pavilion.

As for quantity, Chen Ming and Meng Shijia are already fighting openly and secretly.

"Smelly boy, I'm your brother Chen Ming. You have the face to rob me of stew. Just drink one. Why do you drink so much at a young age?"

There are only five employees and ten stews.

After the soup was stewed, Yang Song drank two first. He said it was to taste the taste. No one in the store believed him.

"Brother song, you need to taste the soup you can arrange for breakfast?" Chen Ming was the first to disagree.

"Yes, brother-in-law, don't fool us. We can't cheat." Meng Shijia was the second to disagree.

Yang Song said solemnly, "well, you're not a cook. You don't understand."

"At the end of breakfast, I'll have another one. What Xiao Han has prepared are Sydney Patty soup and black chicken jujube soup. Don't move."

Well, there are no more five.

The three of them divided the remaining five.

Yang Song said again, "Huai Zhao likes white gourd duck soup and lotus root ribs soup. Don't bully her."

He didn't say that for revenge.

Ouch!

Chen Ming and Meng Shijia screamed: there are only three cans left.

The two of them share three cans of soup, which means war.

"We stone scissors cloth!"

"Childish!"

"Then how do you say we share?"

"Throw a coin."

Yang Song hehe.

Everything was ready and the diners came in line.

"Come on, sweetie, be careful." Liu Wenwu has held the beauty back and carefully guarded the beauty: "we can live closer in the future. It's much more convenient to come over for dinner."

The bigger the boss is, the more careful you have to talk to him. The boy wants to propose after having breakfast.

Yang Song despises boss Liu.

"You can see it outside the door. There are six kinds of pot soup today, but everyone can only order one pot. If it's not enough, we'll have another bowl of mixed powder."

Diners have known for a long time. It's because they know that they can't accept it.

"Brother song, this is not good. There are six kinds of soup. How can we order only one?"

"Yes, at least let's order three, half and half."

"A small pot of soup is really not enough."

"Brother song, I'm smelling outside. My mouth is watering. A can of soup really can't save me."

"We should count five. Can we order five?" A young couple came with triplets.

The triplets were sleeping soundly in the stroller, unaware that they had been used as tools by their parents.

Alas, the world is not worth it.

Why do little babies become parents' breakfast tools? Is it the corruption of morality or the distortion of truth?

Yang song feels sour: "why do people always try to challenge the rules?"

"Are they over a year old? Do they have teeth?"

Young parents are very excited: "one year old, long teeth, brother song, you see, we have evidence."

I took photos and even videos with me.

Yang Song underestimated them and sighed, "you can return. Have you given them five license plates?"

The young parents wanted to be struck by thunder: "we were careless and forgot."

Yang Song regretted: "that can only be next time."

Then he turned his head and told Shen Huaizhao: "increase the store regulations and don't entertain children under the age of three during breakfast."

Before a one-year-old child can run, he can't be used as a tool by unscrupulous parents.

Young parents, with a cracked expression, "we have no future."

Yang Song kindly comforted them: "some, some, two years later."

The diners around are really relieved.

"Triplets!"

"There are three more job hunters."

"At such a young age, the combat effectiveness is amazing."

"I suddenly want a second child."

"Treachery!"

Yang Song took out the earthen soup pot by pot with an iron shelf. At the same time, he boiled rice powder, mountain spring water and simple seasoning in the big pot next to him.

Shen Huaizhao and others helped serve.

"Lotus root spare ribs soup! Why is this lotus root so fragrant? Take a bite, it's full of gravy, soft waxy and sweet, and this spare ribs, bone and meat separation, fresh, really fresh. It's amazing that it's not hot at all!"

"This is definitely the most delicious red dates and black chicken soup I have ever drunk in my life."

"Dry this bowl of soybean pork tripe soup!"

"Wife drink slowly, slowly, absolutely can't finish it in one mouthful, it's too wasteful."

"No, you will rob me after drinking!"

"Son, don't you like soup? Dad can help you."

"Order your face and rob your son's soup. Son, mom will help you drink it."

……

A small pot of soup, delicious and incredible, but only five or six mouthfuls, this is really not enough.

However, this is the essence of earthen soup.

All the ingredients only gather in this pot of soup.

Only then did we have this original and irresistible soup.

"I really want to do another 18 bowls!"

"You're dreaming."

"It can't exist."

Generally speaking, the meals served for breakfast will not be served at other times.

Someone went to ask Yang Song:

"Brother song, this soup is very beautiful!"

Yang Song nodded, "well, I know."

"Can you still drink such delicious soup tomorrow morning?"

This is because generally, the breakfast in Baifeng Pavilion is not repeated.

"Still want to drink?" Yang Song asked.