If you don't make fish raw, you'd better eat it while it's hot.

It's fishy when it's cold.

A famous chef said that fish out of the pot is the beginning of fishiness.

Fans are even more interesting. They actually have no taste, especially in the case of quick freezing.

That is to say, if you eat vermicelli, it depends on what the cook has soaked it.

"Fish will be fishy, and the taste of fans may fade, and it will break, seriously affecting the taste." Zhang Xiaoyang, as a big man of frozen ingredients, knows these ways very well.

Fans are really likely to break into slag after freezing.

At any time, broken fans will not be delicious.

"When fish and fans are together, fans are bound to be contaminated with the taste of fish. The whole stuffed bun is fishy. Can you eat it? Can you eat it?" Zhang Xiaoyang sneered repeatedly, every word was justified, only pointing to Yang Song and yelling - wake up, liar!

He despised Yang Song and felt sorry for Gu Baiwei: "Chef Gu, you've really been cheated. Wake up and think about it. Can this product really cook? How can vermicelli and fish make steamed stuffed buns together? How can a real chef make frozen steamed stuffed buns? How can the frozen food taste delicious?"

Brother, have you forgotten what you do?

Calm down!

Gu Baiwei couldn't bear it. He stuffed something into Zhang Xiaoyang's mouth and covered his mouth with his hand. He was not allowed to speak again.

"Never insult brother song."

Yang Song doesn't matter. Since his debut, he doesn't know how many people have questioned him.

used to it.

The road to becoming the king of Kitchen God is doomed to rain and rain.

"Brother song, I'm sorry. Boss Zhang is impulsive. Don't be unhappy. He will definitely regret when he has eaten your dishes!" Gu Baiwei still covers Zhang Xiaoyang's mouth.

"Sobbing..." Zhang Xiaoyang struggled.

Well, he won't.

Gu Baiwei is simple and it is normal to be cheated. He Zhang Xiaoyang is a great capitalist. Can he be cheated so easily?

"It's all right. I'm not angry. Your friend is here. Let's have a rest today." Yang Songdao.

Gu Baiwei is now a very serious non chore chef in Baifeng Pavilion.

It's OK to go to work normally without a rest day. I don't even have a salary.

Yang Song took new ingredients and was ready to start a new round of experiments.

Gu Baiwei looked at his back and was sad: "brother song, you shouldn't be humiliated like this!"

Anyone who questions the cook's cooking is a great shame.

"Heaven will place great responsibilities on such people, never before." Yang Song waved his hand carelessly:

"Don't worry too much. Strength can shut everyone up. Come and try the new steamed stuffed bun tonight. I have a hunch that I will succeed tonight."

Yang Song has a hunch that he should succeed.

The cook's hunch is equivalent to a mysterious thing inspired by a writer.

Steamed stuffed bun feast must be made.

In the evening, Baifeng Pavilion is open as usual.

The students in Luoda restaurant were moved to tears as they ate the food.

"Before graduation, I finally believe that our school canteen is not the worst place in the universe!"

"Brother song has only one person, but he can change the whole restaurant. It's amazing!"

"Brother, do you know what I saw when I came to the canteen at three o'clock this afternoon?"

At three o'clock in the afternoon, it's time for the school restaurant to rest.

"See a ghost?"

"Fuck off, it's sunny in broad daylight. I see the chefs in the restaurant practicing knife work!"

The once uninhibited potatoes in luodadong restaurant don't peel and cook. Now chefs can practice knife work.

"Worse than hell!"

"It's nothing. I saw them cooking fried rice with eggs!"

"Fried rice with eggs is not normal? There is always rice left in our school restaurant."

In China, you ask a hundred people what to do with the rest of the rice?

Ninety nine people will tell you to add an egg to make egg fried rice, and the 100th person will tell you to add some water to make rice soup and add an egg to make egg fried rice.

If someone says it's straight down. Hehe, such people can starve to death.

"I've had it. The fried rice with eggs is delicious."

"It's window 3 on the first floor, window 4, window 5 and window 8 on the second floor, and window 4 on the third floor. As long as there is rice left, they are practicing egg fried rice."

"They not only practice, but also taste and score each other. Some people take photos and say they want to send them to brother song."

"Fried rice with eggs can practice seasoning and heat."

"The chef of our restaurant suddenly abandoned evil and followed good. He's a little uncomfortable."

"How long has brother song taught? The standard of the canteen has improved by leaps and bounds. Can we participate in the national best restaurant competition this time?"

"Is there such a game?"

"There has always been, but in the past our school was too bad to participate."

……

There are more and more diners in Baifeng food street, including nearby residents, office workers, foreign tourists and so on.

I don't know. There are several hidden aliens.

More and more people come to eat snacks.

"I never thought that in a common food street, the egg filling cake is so delicious. The eggs are forthright for two!"

"And the iron plate tofu. One side is golden and crispy, and the other side is tender. The seasoning is strong and delicious, boss."

"Duck blood vermicelli soup, I'll go. Fresh duck blood. This is the configuration that snack stalls should have?"

"This spring cake roll is delicious. Give me another one!"

……

The first diner started eating from the street and couldn't stop at all.

Eat everything with emotion and sigh: it's delicious.

The cook calmly responded to this compliment, and then told the diner: "this can only be regarded as ordinary delicious, and the real delicious must be brother song's craft!"

"What? You don't even know brother song?"

"Brother song of Baifeng Pavilion, I'm not a childcare. I've just been taught by brother song."

It's not surprising to be recommended by diners.

It's really shocking to be by Amway, the store on the whole street.

Almost everyone wants to try Baifeng Pavilion. What if it's delicious?

Many people hold such thoughts, and more people can't eat.

When they get to the gate of Baifeng Pavilion, they will see a big sign with two very eye-catching words: full of guests.

"It's just eight o'clock. What does it mean to be full?"

"It means that Baifeng pavilion has sold out today and will not receive new guests."

Unknowingly, the diner holding it for a try was surprised: "is it a little lazy that the boss doesn't receive guests so early?"

"What's lazy? Brother song is very busy. He is open at six o'clock in the evening. Diners queue up at five o'clock. Some come early and wait here at noon. There is a fixed number of people every morning, noon and evening. Brother song is not lazy at all. He just wants to ensure that every dish in Baifeng Pavilion is refined!"

"Hey, don't speak ill of brother song! Otherwise you won't be welcome in our whole Baifeng food street."

"Beat you!"

"Don't sell you anything to eat!"

"No drink!"