Chapter 1147

As a kitchen god, Yang Song plans to lay a generation's memory of delicious food.

Besides, in the future, the children in Los Angeles will not be laughed at and have never eaten a real delicious barbecue.

"In the late night canteen in China, there is definitely a barbecue made by Yang Song."

"Brother song, ambitious, worthy of you!"

Different from Chen Ming's advocacy with ridicule, Gu Baiwei really admires Yang Song.

Gu Baiwei's youth became famous and was always proud. Yang Song never thought about it.

"It turns out that chefs can really become the memory of a generation!"

Gu Baiwei thought of his grandfather Gu Datou. When he was a child, he followed his grandfather to go out, from going out to the store, to the vegetable market and back home. Everyone who met him said hello to them, so he didn't know Gu Datou.

All of them shouted politely, "Hello, master gu!"

Now many people call Gu Baiwei master Gu, but the respect in the tone is watery. It's not like Gu Datou. It's 10% worship and admiration.

Gu Baiwei, now called brother Yang Songsong, is also the same sincere respect.

"I just want to hone my cooking skills, cook well and become a national chef. Compared with brother song, my pattern is too small."

Yang Songgang handed Gu Baiwei a glass of water. Unexpectedly, the big brother felt so much.

"No, no, No." Yang Song said ha ha. I can't imagine how the topic came to the pattern.

"Brother song, I feel I don't deserve to compare with you. I'm a second-class product and rubbish!" Gu Baiwei was ashamed. ashamed.

He almost cried.

Yang Song didn't know how to persuade him: "well, be strong. In fact, you're very good."

"Where am I?"

Yang Song was asked by him. For a while, he couldn't think of the advantages of Gu Baiwei. The scene was a little embarrassed.

"You don't have to comfort me. I actually understand that I'm a scum." My heart is dead and sad, and I'm asking for comfort again.

Yang Song's spirit flashed: "it's good that you have solid basic skills, are honest and reliable, can accept your shortcomings with an open mind, can bear hardships and stand hard work, and can reflect on yourself at any time."

"Really, I have so many advantages?" Gu Baiwei can't believe it.

"Are you questioning me?" Yang Song said, "Baiwei, when did you see that you lied?"

"That's not true." Gu Baiwei worships Yang Song.

"Then believe me, you are really modest. So far, you are the most modest among the people who challenge me. I promise you with my character."

"Thank you, brother song!" Gu Baiwei believed it.

Fortunately, this was not heard by the people in the chef circle in Beijing: Gu Baiwei is modest? Hehe, you go to the horizon to see if the sun is coming to the West today? Then go to the river to see if the stone has turned into rice.

Yang Song doesn't care. Anyway, Gu Baiwei in front of him is so modest, which is enough.

After today's barbecue, Yang Song, Chen Ming and Gu Baiwei were sent out of the community by uncle and aunt.

"Brother song, go slowly."

"Will you come back tomorrow?"

"When are you coming? Come early. We'll wait for you."

Yang Song will not answer such questions, and Chen Ming and Meng Shijia will certainly not talk much.

It's just that everyone is so enthusiastic.

"Uncle Li, you have good bones and strong muscles in your arms. You're good at playing table tennis. We'll have a competition another day."

"Aunt Wang, please hurry back. You can't send it any more, or your grandson should wake up."

"Ladies and gentlemen, it's really late. Let's go home quickly. Walk slowly. Don't worry. Take a walk back."

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No matter how to persuade them, they sent Yang Song out of the community, watched them get on the car, the car started and waved at the car.

"I don't know why, brother song. I feel very proud. Only with you can I have such an experience." Chen Ming sighed.

Yang Song doesn't believe: "you haven't participated in any activities with your father? For example, the completion ceremony of a building, or visit something, donate to the hope project, etc. haven't you felt the welcome of the lane? The red flag is waving and the gongs and drums are noisy."

"That's different." Chen Ming can't tell what's different.

Gu Baiwei understood: "when I was in Kyoto, many colleagues would call me chef Gu. They were very respectful, but when I went out with my grandfather, people called master Gu good! It was really kind and sincere."

Every diner and chef will admire Yang Song's cooking after they have seen Yang Song's cooking. Only when they have experienced Yang Song's personality will they understand what a real master is.

To face Yang Song, the whole body, together with each hair, is sincere.

"There are many things you can do as long as you want." Yang Song opened the window, looked at the dark blue night sky and thought: one day, I will become the king of Kitchen God.

Although now, he has no special concept of the king of Kitchen God.

"In short, he is the one who is the best at cooking." Yang Song clenched his right hand with confidence.

"Brother song, aren't you good now?" In Chen Ming's heart, Yang Song is already the first person in the culinary industry.

"Not enough, not enough."

"How to achieve your goal, brother song?" Gu Baiwei should keep up with his idols.

"I want my cooking to be so good that --" Yang Song crossed, "it's enough that there are no people before and after."

There is no one in the world. The first person in the universe is not far from the king of Kitchen God.

"Drop, congratulations to the host for understanding the preliminary meaning of the king of Kitchen God." The system faked the corpse again.

"What about the reward?" Lord Yang Song has a lot of experience. He doesn't have the same knowledge as the system. He only wants substantive benefits.

"Rewards? Rewards that don't exist. This system just verbally encourages the host and gently reminds you that you should be on your way." Unscrupulous system online.

Yang Song: "you change the road to start for me."

Is it casual to go on the road?

The system of this session is really getting worse and worse.

When Kenjiro tsuri and Ichio Nozawa find the fresh vegetable market, they see the brilliant night sky, the open vegetable market and the 60 year old security guard whistling with a flashlight.

"Those two! Who are you? Stop!"

The old security guard shouted. Kenjiro tsuri and Ichio Nozawa didn't know what they thought. They turned around and ran away.

They didn't come together, but now they run together.

"Catch thieves! Two thieves! Two old thieves ran away and stole -"

For a time, the lights of the stores in the vegetable market were bright, and the strong people in each household ran out with sticks, mallets and kitchen knives.

"Where's the thief? Where's the thief? Catch the thief!"

"Over there! I ran to the west gate of the vegetable market. These two stupid thieves, the west gate is locked!"

"Stop them!"

Facts have proved that we must not underestimate the elderly. He may be very strong.

After retirement, the uncle and aunt who raise flowers, grow vegetables and play ball, eat three meals on time, have a barbecue, drink snowflakes and beat thieves.

"What are you doing? You two! That is to say, what are you doing sneaking to our vegetable market in the middle of the night?" The old security guard holds a baton, which is quite dignified.