Diners from other places can't explain the truth of Baifeng food street. At first, they didn't adapt to the style of this street.

There are a couple of backpackers. The man calls himself Lao Du and the woman calls herself Xiao Du.

They held hands.

Old Du said, "I'm holding the most beautiful girlfriend in the world."

Xiao Du said, "what's holding me is the most handsome boyfriend in the world."

This hand of dog food is well fed.

The young couple didn't know the heaven and earth. They said at the barbecue stall, "that brother song barbecue is really so delicious? I don't believe it."

"We've been to the northwest and northeast, even abroad many times. What barbecue haven't we eaten?"

"The barbecue in your shop can only score 60 points. It has just passed the pass line. Even if brother song teaches you is better than you, he can score 70 points at most!"

Old Du took Xiao Du in his arms and said, "the two of us have traveled all over the country. After eating so much barbecue, we want to open a barbecue shop one day, which is popular all over the country!"

The diner in the shop picked up the iron sign, and the boss picked up the kitchen knife cutting mutton.

"Go away now. If you dare to talk big, I'll roast you two!"

Angry bosses and angry diners don't like this stupid couple.

It's OK to feed them dog food. They are so ugly and confident.

"Boss, what do you mean? Be careful we don't give money!"

"Don't you want your money, get out now!"

Stupid couple, two people added six strings at a starting point, and four strings are vegetarian.

The boss doesn't want to make their money.

"Brother song taught me that I didn't learn that I couldn't do it myself. Who asked you to hit brother song on the head? It's your business to have a good barbecue. Why step on brother song?"

"This cow blows louder than a kebab!"

"Have the face to say that he is better than brother song. Have the ability to bake a few strings?"

"Just try."

Old Du and little Du are in a formation. They get seasoning from their carry on bag and re cut meat and wear string. They look very similar.

The diner ate and suddenly did it himself.

Attracted some people to watch.

It's not surprising at the food street.

Xiao Du was worried: "how did you surround so many people?"

"It's all right. When I bake the mutton kebab and the smell spreads out, someone will come!" Old Du Dao.

Baifeng food street has a good flow of people and good purchasing power. People walking on the street basically eat with all kinds of food.

They are going to open a shop in this street.

I'm going to step on Yang Song's fame for a wave of publicity.

"The most famous cook on the street is Yang Song. I asked him if he opened a restaurant to cook. Barbecue must be a small fuss. We just suppressed him with our own strengths." This is Lao Du's abacus.

The two of them are really good at barbecue.

Old Du took the skewer and turned it over. Little Du sprinkled seasoning on it in time.

After charcoal high-temperature barbecue, the smell of mutton slowly drifts away, coupled with their self-made spices, it can definitely attract many people.

The couple are very confident.

However, confidence is sometimes used to be hit.

Not many people are interested in their barbecue at all. Passers-by often just glances at it indifferently and continues to float away.

The rest of the store was also calm.

"Why? What the hell is going on?" Old Du was a little flustered, which was different from what he thought.

The mutton kebab was roasted, but no one offered to try it.

Even the shop owner who was robbed of the site didn't mean to taste it, and even couldn't help yawning.

"If you eat a bunch, I don't want money, but you have to pay for the roast."

These two guys are so tiger that they bake twenty strings at a time.

You can't take the money, or you'll lose.

"Don't you want to try my lamb kebab?" Old Du couldn't help asking.

He was going to.

When he barbecued, countless diners would smell the incense, but they waited around him quietly and gave a sigh or two from time to time.

For example:

Wow, this kebab is very good!

It smells good!

It's delicious at first sight!

It must have attracted a lot of people, and he only roasted twenty strings.

Everyone who ate it admired his craft and even left moving tears.

At this time, Lao Du and Xiao Du will say that they intend to open a shop near here. Please take care of them at that time.

They will open the shop as quickly as possible, and then sweep the food street, and then sweep the whole city.

Make a lot of money, buy the biggest house and reach the peak of life.

A few years later, someone gave him a book called "I get rich by baking kebabs".

Cattle force coax, leaving a name in history, and has become the legend of the whole food street since then.

Really, how beautiful!

"No." Don't be a sentimental diner.

"Why?" Lao Du doesn't understand. He doesn't understand 100000.

"It looks ordinary." Diners really think so.

Even the boss who was pushed out of the challenge arena said: "your knife work is not as good as me. You master the heat a little better than me, but only a little. The seasoning is as good as me. You just use better seasoning than me. On the whole, we are half as good as each other. Where on earth do you get your arrogance and self-confidence to give me 60 points?"

The boss covered his heart and felt cheated.

Old Du: "try my roast."

"Try it." Just as the boss was about to take the string, his hand retracted and said, "you have to pay for it."

The boss roasts mutton kebabs every day to make money, not to lose money.

"I'll give it to you!"

"Give me the money first." The boss lights up the QR code.

Old Du hated to sweep the code and pay.

"Ha ha..." the boss tasted it: "your mutton kebab is three or five points higher than mine. It's sixty-five points. You have the face to compare with brother song. How can you play?"

"Impossible!" Old Du's self-confidence was frustrated and asked, "who of you had mutton kebabs in Baifeng pavilion? Taste it and tell me who made it delicious?"

There were really three people present.

The first man first asked, "don't you charge?"

He went to Baifeng pavilion a little frequently recently. He lost weight too much.

"No money, please eat and make the most fair judgment."

The second man ate first without saying a word.

The third man sniffed carefully: "Persian spice, flashy!"

All three ate.

"How's it going?" Old Du is still full of hope.

He thought he could flip.

"Alas -" the first man sighed, "who gives you the courage to compare with brother song? Liang Jingru?"

"In fact, you don't have to taste it at all. We all know that you are not as good as brother song."

"Brother song's kebab, as long as you open the kebab, from the gate of Baifeng Pavilion, you can't help but be distracted from the street to the end of the street. That smell is really invincible. Before you eat it, your soul is already shaking."

"You are not on the same level!"

Old Du and little Du hugged each other and trembled: "we don't believe it. I'll see it with my own eyes!"

When they went, the people behind them sighed: "those chefs from other places who asked brother song for advice are better than that man. Which waste well did he run out of to make a fool of himself?"

"Who knows?"

"There are many clowns in front of brother song, but these two are very ugly."

Coincidentally, the last guest of Baifeng Pavilion ordered a hundred kebabs of mutton.