Chapter 1101

Yang Song put the fried sausage, lettuce leaves and chopped onions on it, rolled it up and gave it to Wen Jiu.

"Thank you, brother song!" Warm wine caught the egg filling cake and took a bite without hesitation.

What a big bite.

Then, the eyes of the demonstration swept at the obviously ill intentioned eaters who coveted his egg filling cakes.

The egg pancake is his from the inside out.

Yang Song: "your behavior is like a dog peeing on its own territory."

Forget it, he also spread one for himself.

Someone at the scene happened to sell egg filling cakes. His name was Liu Yongsheng, which was different from the old-fashioned name.

Liu Yongsheng is only in his twenties and has a handsome face.

With this face and the egg filling cake with the taste of sunshine, it is still popular in Luoda.

Liu Yongsheng is a young man who loves to sweep. There is a saying: "Oh, people actually like my inner self. My egg filling cake is unique in Luoda!"

He doesn't count how many restaurants at the University of Los Angeles sell egg muffins.

There will never be more than three.

Yang Song made the egg filling cake so casually at the scene. Even if Liu Yongsheng didn't eat it, he just saw the attractive cake and smelled the fragrance. Liu Yongsheng knew he had lost.

The loss was too obvious.

Someone asked, "eternal life, who is good at your egg filling cake and brother song?"

Liu Yongsheng didn't speak.

"I remember someone making egg pancakes in the restaurant?" As soon as Yang Song's words fell, someone raised his hand and squeezed to the front.

"Would you mind trying what I've done?" Yang Song asked.

There are egg filling cakes in Baifeng Pavilion. Yang Song is very satisfied and is happy to share them with other chefs.

"As long as you learn, when I leave, diners will come to you to eat eggs and cakes, and my life will be protected again."

Egg filling cake, a snack all over the street, can always easily mobilize the nerves of diners.

"Alas, I suddenly want to eat eggs and cakes." There is no lack of such emotion.

Then came: "I wanted to eat. I can go directly to Baifeng Pavilion. Now Brother song is running away. Where shall we eat?"

There are 10000 ways to make food angry and even irritable. The most powerful one is to make him miss the food he wants and has eaten, but now he can't eat it anyway.

Yang Song is very worried about being chased. The reason for the chase is still eggs and cakes.

I can't. He's practicing. Maybe he'll meet other big guys in the culinary industry. He's just put the big guy down and ready to pick the fruit of success.

An accident occurred suddenly.

"No, it's too late for cooking communication. I don't pretend to be forced. I have to sneak first!"

"Why?"

"Someone came after me, a large crowd."

"What is this for?"

"Pour cakes for eggs!"

It's embarrassing.

All that can be taught can be taught. The number of people pursued may be reduced.

It doesn't matter if you send a blade or something.

Anyway, he will be on a long trip, and everyone may not be able to find him.

The imagination is really beautiful.

Yang Song has been busy for another day.

Kenjiro tsuri and Ichio Nozawa stared at each other and entered the East Restaurant.

"Don't think I don't know you are brother chansong's cooking." I want to expose your intrigue.

"Hehe, aren't you?" Ichio Nozawa also looks down on Kenjiro.

One dislikes others for not being aboveboard, the other dislikes others for being too direct and tactful.

Although they both have the same mind.

Yoshio Nozawa said, "you arrived in China earlier than I did. How many meals did you have in Baifeng pavilion? What do you think?"

This feeling is not only to ask the feeling after eating, but also to ask if he has learned anything secretly.

"Hum!" As a leader in the direct world, Kenjiro tsuri did not receive a signal from Ichio Nozawa.

"I just want to ask you if you have learned Yang Song's recipe!"

It's clear.

The loud voice caught Yang Song who was about to leave.

"What recipe do you want to learn from me?" Yang Song didn't recognize whose voice it was for a while.

He heard that someone was interested in his recipe.

That is to be interested in his food.

Interested means you want to learn and learn well.

He can teach.

The crowd dispersed and two ho people were exposed.

But Yoshio Nozawa and Kenjiro tsuri wear ordinary clothes.

Clothes alone can't tell that they are foreigners.

"I know them. These are not the two chefs from where?"

"The two who were beaten in the face instead of smashing brother song's field."

"What are they doing here?"

"For brother song's recipe, the voice was so loud and the intention was so bad that we all heard it."

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Kenjiro tsuri and Ichio Nozawa were embarrassed.

In particular, his mentality has changed.

After experiencing all kinds of Jianghu snacks in Los Angeles, he found that his Myanmar was just a pediatrics.

In Los Angeles, there are too many chefs who cook pasta better than him.

Kenjiro tsuri has recently become obsessed with a soup called pasta.

Of course, what fascinates him most is Yang Song.

Yang Song made new noodles and steamed steamed buns with new flavors.

And, it turns out that fire is also pastry.

Koichiro could not enter Baifeng pavilion to try, so he looked for high-quality fire in large and small shops in Los Angeles.

He has eaten donkey meat, stewed meat and white flour.

I used to be happy with the taste.

What makes tsuri Kenjiro feel most is a shop called Hejian Donkey Meat fire. The owner's name is Wei Yingjie.

It is said that three generations of the family have made fire.

"Boss Wei, you should be the best person in Los Angeles to cook donkey meat!" Tsuri Kenjiro killed three donkey fires, so he said.

He really admired it.

"Chinese pasta is really broad and profound."

He hasn't eaten it all in Los Angeles for so long.

It turns out that it's so difficult for a person to eat all over a city in China.

Wei Yingjie is less than 30 years old. He is married and has children. He is very stable, optimistic and smiling.

"I can only say that I have just passed the pass line. You haven't eaten brother baifengge song's craft yet. The fire he made is a real classic."

Yang Song is famous for selling fire. Of course, Wei Yingjie's family is very interested and goes to try it with the excitement.

The results were experienced.

"My father said that brother song's cooking is white flour fire, which is what we often call spiced fire. It's so delicious without donkey meat. If donkey meat is included, it's delicious."

Tsuri Kenjiro didn't believe it very much: "but your donkey meat fire is very good. It's as thin as paper, crisp and delicious. It's like directly baking the dry leaves in autumn."

What the hell metaphor?

Wei Yingjie didn't explain much: "just said, you certainly don't believe it. You'd better go to Baifeng pavilion to taste it in person."

Kenjiro tsuri is well-dressed. He doesn't need money at a glance. He also pursues delicious food. Wei Yingjie thinks he should go back and try.

He wanted to go, and the blacklist stopped him.