Chapter 1068

Guo Gang said, "don't you think the price is a little high?"

In fact, where does he want to say it's a little high? He wanted to say it was killing people.

But this is Yang Song's shop. He has to save face for Yang Song. On the other hand, he is worried that these people will be angry, smash the shop and hit people, and maybe call the police.

Yang Song is really bad.

"No, I don't think so." Li Ke said: "not only I don't think it's expensive, but everyone here doesn't think it's expensive. Brother song's food here is the price of conscience. We always want him to raise the price."

If the price rises, there may be fewer people to eat, so the pressure of queuing will be appropriately reduced.

Guo Gang's fingers trembled as if he saw his fiancee cheating: "why is this?"

Yang Song kindly comforted him: "you'll know after you taste it later."

There is no one that food can't conquer.

Guo Gang couldn't listen.

Li qingti drank his own health tea and said to Li Ke, "staying up late is easy to die suddenly. Be careful."

Do you deserve your dark circles when you say this?

Yang Song was too lazy to make complaints about the dishes.

He is very methodical in cooking and will meet the needs of all diners to the greatest extent.

For example, people here basically ordered more than one food, and basically ordered kebabs.

Yang Song immediately arranged the kebab on the grill for roasting. The oil temperature in the oil pan on the other side gradually heated up and began to make fish.

In addition, you have to boil water and buckle the surface at the same time.

When busy, Shen Huaizhao will go into the back kitchen to fight him.

Chen Ming and Meng Shihan are responsible for receiving diners.

However, in addition to new diners, Baifeng Pavilion basically does not need special reception.

We serve our own dishes, eat them, and send our own tableware to the recycling place.

If you don't give it away, you won't have to eat it next time.

Only some people who are not very convenient can enjoy the treatment of sending meals to the table.

Some people don't know the rules, so they need a waiter to guide them.

Guo Gang couldn't understand it.

The service of this store is so general, the price of vegetables is so expensive, and the boss has obvious restrictions on the business hours. Why are so many people flocking to it.

Li qingti gave Li Ke half a cup of health tea. Well, it's the legendary mug with medlar.

They didn't thank each other. They drank tea silently and waited for the dishes.

"Brother Guo, come and try my craft." Yang Song put on a kebab and gave him high-quality soybean milk as a match.

Roasted string with soybean milk is definitely a fairy match, especially in summer.

"Let me taste the three hundred pieces of Beef Kebabs." Guo Gang felt that everyone in the store was normal except himself. "It smells delicious. Even if it tastes delicious, it can't be sold so expensive!"

Under normal circumstances, someone will sell Beef Kebabs for 300 yuan?

Even five-star hotels in Beijing dare not be so arrogant.

Yang Song, just opened a small shop near the school food street.

Why is he so crazy? Is reality oppressing him?

Why do all the diners in this shop pay honestly?

Are they crushed by the ruthlessness of society?

Mentally abnormal, or collective behavior.

Wait until the careless entrance of the beef kebab.

"Lying trough!"

Is this smooth and juicy beef?

It tastes tender and burnt outside, even with the fragrance of milk. It can vaguely smell the fragrance of roses.

It's chewy, but it's easy to bite the meat.

"Lying trough, lying trough!"

Guo Gang swished all the meat left on the string. He couldn't help closing his eyes and saw the cattle on the grassland listening to music, chewing roses and slowly enjoying the scenery.

"It seems good to be a cow."

After eating a bunch of beef, the taste in his mouth is still memorable. Guo gang was about to have another bunch and found that there was no beef string on the plate.

"Why? Why only one string?"

Yang Song said, "I don't know what you like to eat, Brother Guo. Just order everything. Try it first, tell me what you like, and then make it for you."

A minute ago, he was still doubting. A minute later, he only regretted why he doubted.

Such delicious Beef Kebabs are much more delicious than some thousands of kilograms of beef. Now they are strung into meat kebabs and roasted so delicious. What's the matter with selling three hundred and one kebabs? What's up? Shouldn't it?

He thought Yang Song was expensive before. Now he wants it again——

It seems a little shameless.

"The Beef Kebabs are very good. Give me some more."

"OK, do you want chili? My chili is very hot."

"Yes."

Yang Song added five more beef kebabs.

Guo Gang picked up the mutton kebab again: "the appearance of this mutton kebab is very good. I don't know how it tastes. Generally, the mutton kebab can't live without the smell of sheep."

"I'm most afraid of the smell of sheep. I only eat one mouthful. There's a little smell of mutton, so I throw it away. Even if it -- grandma's, this forced beef kebab is still expensive. It's 400 yuan!"

"Can this mutton kebab taste better than beef kebab? I don't believe it."

Guo Gang took a reserved bite.

"Lying trough!"

Familiar explosion.

The mutton doesn't smell at all, and it doesn't smell half a silk. On the contrary, it's very fragrant. It's different from the smell of barbecue, but the aroma of flowers.

"Is this the legendary aromatic barbecue?"

He chewed again and again: "the more you eat, the more delicious it is. This mutton kebab makes me instantly recall that summer in college. My first date with the goddess was to eat mutton kebabs at a food stall, but we drank Wahaha at that time."

The first time I held hands and kissed with the goddess in memory, it seemed that it was the smell of mutton kebabs.

Those memories about summer are really wonderful.

The taste can bring people back to the past.

Guo Gang wants to eat more mutton kebabs so that he can keep the beautiful memory of his youth for a while, even if it's only a few seconds.

Looking down, the mutton kebab was gone.

Even a piece of meat was gone, and even the stick was not as wordy as he was.

Mutton kebabs are gone, and youth can't go back.

He is still the single dog this year. The goddess is not around.

Madder, tears fall in love in an instant.

"Yang Song, no, brother song." Guo Gang's Vajra phase was put down, "this mutton kebab is really delicious!"

"Yes, Brother Guo, wait a minute. When I let the fish out of the pot, I'll add mutton kebabs to you."

Guo Gang picked up the delicious roast chicken wings again.

……

"Brother song, this delicious roast chicken wing is really worthy of its reputation."

"OK, I'll arrange it for Brother Guo."

……

"I didn't expect the roasted leek to be so delicious."

"And this baked gluten. I never thought you were like this."

"Fish and tofu are delicious."

"Green pepper string and chicken string are a perfect match. They will grow old forever!"

……

On that day, all the diners in Baifeng Pavilion were envious of a man named Guo gang.

Yang Song has another diehard fan.

Guo Gang ate Yang Song's kebab. The next day, he felt strong all over. Some old injuries he had suffered in the past had also eased a lot.

He worked in a suburban company. He didn't have time to go to Baifeng Pavilion for dinner at noon. At night, he ran against the clock and almost missed the last ticket.