Chapter 1164

"Here comes the tin foil chicken rack -"

Ordinary white plates and glittering tin foil were dropped into the shape of a chicken, which contained a sizzling chicken grill.

Cumin tastes very strong and pure. You don't have to smell it carefully. You know that it's definitely not some cheap cumin powder, but good quality cumin grains. The fragrance is emitted without losing it. In addition, white sesame and noisy sweet and soft onions, this chicken rack knows that it tastes excellent without eating.

The chicken rack in the tin foil chicken rack is red, the chicken oil is fragrant, and the edge of the chicken rack is scorched yellow, which makes a creaking sound.

With a bowl of hot white rice, the rice absorbs chicken oil and becomes more fragrant. The chicken absorbs more rice and the sweet smell of rice.

Yang Song instantly fell in love with such a meal.

Take a bite of chicken rack, another bite of chicken rack, another bite of rice, another bite of chicken rack, and then an old snowflake.

There is wine, meat and white rice. The immortal doesn't change when he comes.

After this meal, Yang Song asked for three chicken racks.

Finally, after eating, there were not even many bones left. The three tinfoil folded chickens were still standing tall, and the chicken rack was gone.

"Delicious!"

This meal cost less than fifty yuan.

When he was full, Yang Song didn't hurry away, so he simply chatted with the boss and his wife.

"Big brother, what do you do?"

"I, I'm also a cook. I heard that the northeast is more delicious, so I came to travel."

"You're also a cook. It's very good. Although you're tired to be a cook, you're so happy!"

Yang Song's Mandarin can't go back.

"There is a hotel on our street called delicious hotel. The environment is good and the price is reasonable. You can go and have a look later. Just say what I introduced and ask the front desk to give you a discount." The landlady is very lively.

At this moment, I can't call the boss or the landlady anymore.

The name should be changed to iron stick and iron stick sister-in-law.

Yang Song became Yang's big brother.

Yang Song benefited a lot from learning about Shenyang and Northeast China from local people.

"Our Northeast fried pork is very famous, but the taste is different from place to place. Some are called tomato juice and some are called sweet and sour juice. They are very delicious. Your sister-in-law likes sweet and sour juice. The store only sells sweet and sour juice."

"You can't help stewing goose in an iron pot!"

"There are too many kinds of kebabs. I can't tell. They are delicious. I love to eat kebabs. The shop only sells barbecue."

Brother iron stick and sister-in-law iron stick are both sentimental people.

Yang Song also told them about Los Angeles.

"We also have barbecue in Los Angeles, but they are all mutton kebabs, Beef Kebabs, gluten fish, tofu and all kinds of vegetable kebabs. There is no professional barbecue chicken rack. I have only roasted chicken legs and wings."

Anyway, there's no one in the store. I'm chatting. Brother iron stick started directly.

"I'll give you a chicken rack to eat, and then I'll bake you chicken skin, chicken heart and chicken liver. They're delicious!"

Very traditional and primitive charcoal baking.

A small shop on the street in Shenyang can even choose the way of barbecue.

Brother tiebang is carrying a bucket of sugar to Yang Song's kebab this time.

The sugar made Yang Song's scalp numb.

Is barbecue really suitable for white sugar?

This question is no less than whether tofu curd should be sweet or salty.

No less than a war.

"Come on, brother. I'll add enough sugar for you. The sugar in Northeast China is sweeter than anywhere else!"

Yang Song smiled very stiff. He took a string of chicken skin with snow-white granulated sugar and put it into his mouth as naturally as possible.

Sweet!

Still fragrant!

It's a little salty. It's burnt and crisp. It looks greasy. It's not greasy at all.

Yang Song couldn't accept it at first. The more he ate, the more delicious he felt. He couldn't help but come one after another.

Zhenxiang will be late and will not be absent.

Brother tiebang is glad that sugar barbecue has captured another heart.

For the first time, Yang Song thought eating barbecue was so sweet.

Boom!

Someone hit the door.

Yang Song is still tasting delicious food. He thought he heard wrong.

Bang Bang

Mrs. iron stick dragged Yang Song into the counter, and brother iron stick rushed out with the bench.

The welcome glass printed on the door is broken.

The Gang outside haven't stopped yet.

Yang Song immediately rushed out and grabbed brother iron stick: "don't go out until they smash the glass."

A big man is not afraid of being hit several times. If the glass is broken, it can be like a bomb.

There are six pieces of glass at the door of the store. The talking room has been smashed clean.

"High speed iron stick, I only give you one day. Move away quickly and get out at once!"

"At this time tomorrow, I'll collect the house, otherwise don't blame me for clearing the house!"

The boy who shouted at the store was Wu Chuang. He was dressed in a golden sable in the sun and stepped on leather shoes. He thought it was a woman's thick soled slope heel.

There are six spiritual guys around.

"Why should I give you the store? The lease term we set is five years. It's less than two years!" Brother iron stick is very angry.

The business in their shop is very prosperous. They have also been on the food program on TV. Many guests come to enjoy the food.

Food and beverage is hard money. Just when the iron stick couple feel that life is better, the landlord Wu Chuang wants to raise the rent ten times at once, or let them go.

The contract signed at that time clearly stipulated that the rent would remain unchanged for five years. Now, seeing that people's business is good, they actually ruthlessly increased the rent. If they don't agree, they make trouble every three or five times.

Now we have to drive them away.

Many diners are attracted by the name. The TV station also gave the address. Now it's not worth the loss to move away.

Wu Chuang just pinched this one.

"Just because this house belongs to Lao Tzu, you can give it or not!"

Bastards are unreasonable.

"Before I came to our store to eat haisai, I confiscated your money and dared to make trouble!" Iron stick sister-in-law is also hot tempered. She smashes people as soon as she smashes beer.

"Smelly woman!"

Wu Chuang greets people and rushes into the shop to do chores.

"Yes, it's No. 18, Beiqing street. Magic iron bar food. Please come quickly."

Yang Song hung up the phone, pinched two chopsticks in his hand, rowed over and knocked on several big holes of the spiritual boy.

However, in a few breaths, one of the six mental boys was one, and all collapsed to the ground and howled.

Wu broke into a bachelor and faced Yang Song and the iron stick couple.

"You, what do you want?"

"Big brother, good skill!" Brother iron bar broke his wrist with a smile and walked towards Wu Chuang with a grim smile: "of course, I want to have a good chat with you."

"Grandson, I make you crazy!"

Husband and wife mixed doubles.

Yang Song stood aside quietly.

Two minutes later, he grabbed the iron bar couple.

Soon, the police came.

"Police uncle help, they are a black shop and beat people!"

It is this virtue for the wicked to complain first.

Yang Song raised his hand: "I'm the reporter. The man in mink smashed the shop and beat people."

"Fart, you beat us!"

"I'm self-defense."

"You're with them!" What Wu Chuang hates most is Yang Song. If it weren't for this little white face today, he would have driven away the high-speed iron rod and successfully received the store.