Chapter 1196

There are 45 more chicken rack covered rice.

Everyone who had eaten said yes. Even if Yang Song refused many times, he still had a thief's heart.

"Chef Yang, can you give us another one?"

His attitude is respectful and sincere. He wants to bow to Yang Songsan.

"No." Yang Song still smiled lightly, and refused neatly.

Situ ran and situ Qing were moved: "it's still our brother song."

The two of them had planned to go out for a stroll, but now they don't go anywhere. They also asked for several barbecues and sat playing poker, waiting for Yang Song to finish his business and have a good chat.

Du Nanxing's five classmates, regardless of their elders and younger brothers, said their names.

They are Li Chunli, Liu Kui, Gao Yuan, Jiang Lei and Yang Qingsen.

The five of them are very standard puffy and have the physical condition that long-term indoor workers should have.

Swollen eye blisters, dark circles, yellow complexion, dry lips, and no less than five acne on everyone's forehead.

But unlike office workers, they still have light in their eyes even if they look tired and hard.

There are students from Chaoyang University, and more people choose to order a chicken rack covered rice to taste.

Among them, a coal boss who smelled and brought two beauties into the door was locked in the mountain.

"9999 yuan a chicken rack covered rice. What's the matter? I've eaten black truffle in a basin and Emperor crab in a jar. It's less than 100000 yuan a dish. Why is it expensive? It's not expensive at all. Come on, give us three, one for each. It tastes good. It tastes good. It doesn't taste good. That young man, beware of the boss. I'll hit you!"

Yang Song said, "don't worry. It doesn't taste good. I don't need your hand. I'll lift the pot myself!"

"That's interesting!"

There are less than ten dishes left in the chicken rack.

The sound of hurried footsteps came, and a large group of people came outside.

"Why does it sound like devils entering the village? What's the matter?"

It's the students of Chaoyang University.

To be exact, it is Dun Nanxing, the neighbor of their laboratory, and the students of several other laboratories.

"Chunli senior, I heard that the chicken rack and rice thieves here are delicious. I also heard that they are made of green forest guinea fowl? After eating, their gastrointestinal diseases are much lighter?"

Li Chunli and others touched their stomachs:

"That's true. My stomach really doesn't hurt."

"It's strange. I just remember now that I have stomach disease. I feel sick and nausea when I eat. It's amazing that I haven't had anything today."

"Have I ever had any stomach trouble? I think I'm fine now."

Doing experiments day and night, thanks to the students' intestines and stomach, their eyes are full of wolf light.

"It's really great. I can't eat anything these two days. I feel like vomiting when I smell the food. I'm starving!"

"Me too. I'm obviously hungry. I just don't want to eat."

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no

Yang Song didn't start cooking immediately. He carefully observed their faces.

"None of you can eat chicken rack rice. I won't sell it to you."

The people who were about to pay were silly: "why?"

Don't we deserve it?

"Chef, we have money."

Yang Song: "I have money, but I won't sell it to you."

Look down on people?

Yang Song explained: "your gastroenteritis is more serious. You must control your diet and cover rice with chicken racks. Although I made it very mild and didn't put pepper, it's still not good for you. You can only eat porridge and side dishes and have a good health."

Another half sentence, Yang Song didn't say: otherwise it's easy to hang up.

Today's young people really don't take their bodies seriously.

The good time has just begun, and their physical condition is comparable to the sunset.

"But we can't eat it. The porridge doesn't taste at all. We can only eat green vegetables and tofu for small dishes. Don't mention eating. When I see these words, I feel that life is loveless."

"Yes, vegetarian food is not for people to eat."

Yang Song said, "do you think vegetarian food is not delicious?"

"How can vegetable be delicious?"

"I don't think congee tastes good?"

"It's really not delicious without sugar."

Yang Song: "wait!"

How can you look down on porridge and vegetables?

"Today, I'm going to prove it for porridge and vegetables."

Yang Song turned and went into the kitchen, washed rice and cooked it in a pot, and prepared many vegetables: mustard, bamboo shoots, lotus root slices, apricot abalone mushrooms, carrots, parsley, agaric, etc.

Yam pumpkin porridge was cooked on the fire, and Yang Song began to cut vegetables on the other side.

Cook porridge, the reason to use the word boil, is because a pot of good porridge takes time to present.

But when you get to Yang Song, the situation will be different.

He can cook fast porridge or slow porridge.

The pot is good porridge.

But the porridge will be ready in twenty minutes.

The food is good.

Yam pumpkin porridge is nothing strange. What's strange is that Yang Song is fried with vegetables.

Stir fry mustard, bamboo shoots, lotus root slices, Pleurotus eryngii, carrot, celery and agaric.

Stir fry in one color.

I haven't eaten yet. Just listening to the name makes me desperate.

"Chef, your chicken rack is very good, and other meat dishes should be very good. Why do you only give us vegetarian dishes? They are all fried?"

What is stir fry?

We understand the literal meaning, that is, less oil and less salt to the extreme, and even can be understood as no oil, only a little salt.

When the dishes are on the table, there are no strange colors and plates.

No, there's no swing at all.

"I can't see you can use oil."

Yang Song: "no, I wiped the bottom of the pot with oil."

Suffering from gastroenteritis, people with famine dishes on their faces were helpless when they looked at the dishes on the table.

"We don't want this."

"No, you want to eat." Yang Song smiles.

"You're kidding."

"Yes, can't we decide what we don't eat?"

No matter what, the students are only in school. They have not really seen the dangers of society and have not been beaten by social people.

Yang Song taught them a truth: "if you don't eat, you won't eat green forest guinea fowl in your life. I'll put you on the blacklist. Green forest guinea fowl will never be with you."

"By the way, what I sell today is only chicken rack. Tomorrow, I may sell the whole roast chicken. I still use green forest guinea fowl. You still can't eat it."

This knife is really cruel.

"And Tongzhao liangpin duck. I'm going to make a Babao gourd duck to eat. My roast pigeon is also good. Do you want to know what the white pigeon in Tianxue mountain tastes like?"

Not all chefs deserve the pomp of swallowing when a group of people get together.

"Take Jiuzhi Tricholoma matsutake to stew Guixi small ear pig and the jade dragon tendon made of Heilongjiang big yellow croaker. In addition, you haven't tasted the barbecue made of cangyun beef. Whether it's fresh or made into barbecue, the taste can make you feel what the world is!"