"What?" Chen Ming was stunned.

Yang Song took the wine pot from behind and took a sip. The fruity plum wine was scattered in the air. The recruit couldn't help swallowing.

"Are you afraid too? Don't you always be confident and indomitable. Even if the king of heaven comes, you can stew in the pot?"

"Of course I'm afraid. How long have I been learning cooking? There are so many dishes in the world that I'm not good at everything."

Not to mention anything else, just the old guy, Yoshio Nozawa, opened his mouth and was better than fish.

Yang Song's fish life is now learned.

"The fish that I learned now won Ichio Nozawa?" Chen Ming feels that Yang Song is fooling him.

"Brother song, you can't do this." Chen Ming's earnest persuasion: "we capitalists have many problems. We can't change the problem of running the train. We habitually deceive people. Brother song, you can't learn from me."

Yang Song: now no one believes the truth.

"I didn't learn from you."

"I can't learn from those low moral old foxes outside." Chen Ming feels that Yang Song has been taken away.

"I didn't learn from them." He has always been honest.

"That's what I learned from my parents." Chen Ming said he would call to tell his parents not to bring bad children.

Yang Song stopped him: "calm down."

Chen Ming doesn't listen and takes out another mobile phone to make a call.

Capitalists are used to holding two mobile phones.

"Take a sip of wine and calm down." Yang Song also handed Chen Ming a bottle, but it was obviously much smaller than his bottle.

"Brother song, it's delicious. The plum has been smoked and brewed. It tastes long and soft. It's not intoxicating and slightly drunk. It's very suitable for the weather in early autumn."

Chen Ming said, "I've said so much. In fact, I just want to say brother song. Give me some more wine. There's only a few bites. It's not enough to drink."

Yang Song took his wine pot away from him. "Good wine is to be tasted, not suitable for cattle."

Chen Ming cheekily asked for another cup and cherished it: "brother song, you really learned fish in less than a week?"

"Of course not." Yang Song took a bite of lotus seed cake and said, "I just learned a dish that can win Yoshio Nozawa in that time."

Win the game first and keep the Baifeng Pavilion.

Chen Ming was convinced: "I don't know what expression Yoshio Nozawa knows about the truth meeting."

Yang Song thought for a while and thought he'd better not think about it.

Curiosity Kills the cat.

It's good for your health to know less.

"If someone asks you to challenge fish again?" Chen Ming thinks he found a bug.

Yang Song defeated the enemy with one move.

The essence of pulling wind is that he can only eat that fish.

"Whatever you want." Yang Song also said, "I learned the way to defeat Yoshio Nozawa in one day, but I practiced basic skills for three days before that."

"Now, anyone can come to me, Beite fish. Do you think I didn't practice later?"

Yang Song has long investigated and filled the vacancy.

He is a qualified and reliable Kitchen God.

"So you are invincible now?" After Yang Song won Yixiong noze, Chen Ming wanted to eat raw fish. He didn't know how to speak for fear of stimulating him.

Everyone in Baifeng Pavilion knows that Yang song can't fish, but he won Yixiong noze.

The whole incident is so mysterious.

They dared not ask or say anything.

Don't worry at all now.

"Brother song, when shall we have a fish feast?"

Chen Ming turns into a pug. His eyes are round and he can't care about anything. He wants to eat the raw fish he has been thinking about for a long time.

"Yes, you can have raw fish tonight." Yang Song advised himself to get used to it.

People around you stay. Don't ask them why they stay.

Is it for him? Or because he can cook?

It doesn't matter. Knowing too much is a disease in my heart.

"Eat tonight?" Chen Ming hesitated: "what about the new dishes tonight?"

Raw fish should be eaten, and new dishes should not be missed.

This is the rule of eating goods. There are definitely many meals for yourself.

Yang Song: "I was going to eat raw fish today."

There is no meal without you.

Taking advantage of the delicious fish in autumn, Yang Song felt that he would still satisfy everyone's appetite, otherwise he would be chased and killed by his own shareholders.

"What the hell has Huai Zhao done? I haven't seen her for several days. Call her back tonight. Let's get together and have a reunion dinner."

They are best partners and friends.

"OK, I'll call her."

A serious word.

"Brother song, how many dishes are there for our fish feast tonight? How many fish will be slaughtered? Do you have lobsters and crabs?"

Of course, Yang Song wouldn't tell him: "you first explain to me, aren't we talking about a very serious topic? About survival and freedom? Why did you run to what to eat tonight?"

Chen Ming always has a way to turn the topic 360 degrees.

"Hey, brother song, isn't food the most important thing for the people?"

They are still alive and happy.

Let go of future troubles first.

"What on earth shall we eat tonight?"

"If you can put your perseverance in food into business, it is estimated that there is no fool to affect your freedom." Yang Song sighed.

Chen Ming rubbed his arm: "brother song, don't learn from my mother. She taught me that when I was a child, I didn't study hard."

Yang Song: "ha ha."

"Less nonsense, ready to open at noon."

"What shall we have for dinner?"

"I'll know at night."

"Brother song, tell me first. Let me imagine, so I can eat longer."

Eat one meal in imagination, and then eat one meal in reality.

The idea is quite beautiful.

Yang Song: "while playing, ask again. Today you go home and cook instant noodles yourself."

Chen Ming's grievances are like clouds in the sky.

So that Meng Wan saw it and thought he was lovelorn.

"A single dog is not qualified to be lovelorn." Yang Song mends the knife.

Chen Ming was stabbed again.

"What's the matter with you?" Meng Wan has just won a dispute case and got a lot of commission. He is in a good mood. At this moment, he is happy to care about his fellow eaters. "It's still far from singles day. You need to be sad now? Save it."

As single dogs, Meng Wan and Chen Ming are completely different.

Basically, he seldom feels sad about it, except that he will be sad for 30 seconds on singles day.

At other times, Meng Wan is busy making money or eating in Baifeng Pavilion.

He's not free.

This is the difference between migrant workers and evil capitalists.

"You don't understand." Chen Ming still resists the desire to talk to Meng Wan.

What if you accidentally reveal today's fish feast?

How much less meat does he have to eat if one more person comes?

"Huai Zhao said she won't come back tonight. She has something to do." Chen Ming almost cried with joy.

Another fish is missing.

Yang Song was a little worried: "what are you busy with? If you haven't come back for several days, will something happen?"