Chapter 1199

Yang Song used to make sweet potato with silk, but Baifeng Pavilion doesn't have this dish.

He always felt that his sweet potato was not authentic enough.

Sweet potatoes are sweet. Even if they are eaten raw, they taste good.

What's more, the sweet potatoes in the high mountains and cold places provided by the system to Yang Song, eat wind and drink dew, and listen to the voice of soul singers. How can they not be delicious?

Plus the white sugar boiled from Qingling sugarcane.

Sweet potatoes are cut into hob pieces. Yang Song doesn't use the way of sinking sugar at the bottom of oil. Although he has learned and is good at it, Tiezhu food is too close to Lei Gong's stall.

He has no intention of robbing anyone's business.

Moreover, Yang Song looked at the increasingly mellow little fat man.

The boy should eat less.

Children still have to eat less sweets.

Yang Song only cut one sweet potato, and the noble second became a yin-yang man: "uncle, it seems that you are really not very good. Only cutting one is worried about wasting food materials?"

Yang Song began to hang sugar juice and stopped paying attention to the boy.

I don't know heaven and earth.

Anyone who can cook knows that it is difficult to stir fry sugar juice.

Accidentally, the sugar juice is fried.

It's dark. Maybe it's possible to scrap all the pots.

Even in some cooking competitions, fried sugar juice is regarded as a dish to test the heat.

Controlling the heat of a sweet potato with silk drawing is nothing to Yang Song.

For people in Northeast China, sweet potato is no stranger. Everyone is from snack to big.

They not only eat sweet potatoes, but also potatoes, taros, apples, eggplant, bananas and so on.

Master the skills of silk drawing and all food.

Most people waste oil and sugar when they make cabbages.

Yang song can't. a sweet potato is cut into hob pieces, not much.

After going through the bottom of the sugar juice pot, hang the shiny syrup and stir fry it quickly. Yang Song used his unique skill whirlwind spoon.

But more than a dozen times, turn off the fire, start the pot, and pull out the sweet potato.

After loading, the pot is clean and there is no waste of oil and sugar.

Even the surface of the sweet potato is covered with sugar filaments, winding like smoke.

"You can eat."

Yang Song stepped back and the noble child stood beside him with a cool white flower.

To tell the truth, noble is a little confused at the moment. He thinks he may have been beaten in the face, because Yang Song's sweet potato looks delicious.

But there are too many delicious sweet potatoes. Can you really pull out three meters long silk?

Nobility doesn't believe it very much. Even grandpa Lei's silk pulled sweet potato can only pull out two meters of silk.

"You can try." Will Yang Song pay attention to the wire drawing of only three meters?

Must not.

Noble turned and immediately called his parents out to witness.

Each of the three members of the family picked up a sweet potato and gently pulled it back. Their arms had pulled out the limit, which was definitely two meters.

They had to step back.

They couldn't help but hold their breath. Is this drawing more than three meters?

The whole family of gaotiezhu still stepped back carefully and gently pulled the dense sugar silk.

The sugar silk on sweet potato is one after another, inextricably linked, clear and involved with each other.

Someone pulled a ruler and measured it.

"It's five meters sixty-seven!"

"Be careful and steady. We'll try to reach six meters."

This is not just eating sweet potatoes, but performing arts.

Many people took out mobile phone videos.

"Video recording and taking pictures can't show this great art!"

"God! How can it be true?"

"Is this the legendary sweet potato?"

Yang Song's silk drawing sweet potato is more than six meters, less than seven meters. They are sorry and shocked.

At the moment of wire drawing breaking, the whole family of high-speed railway column proved their superb cooking skills with facts.

Use the sweet potato block to catch the broken sugar silk, roll it crazy, and roll the sugar silk on the surface of the sweet potato.

Wrap the nearly seven meter long sugar silk back successfully without dipping in cold water. You can eat it directly.

Crisp outside and tender inside, sweet to the heart.

Sugar really makes people feel happy.

Drawing syrup is to separate the sugar layer by layer.

In this way, each bite is just sweet and crisp.

After eating one piece, I want a second piece.

However, there is only one sweet potato, not a few pieces.

You and I were one, and soon there was only one left on the plate.

It seems that this always happens when a family eats together.

Who eats?

This is a problem.

Nobody chopsticks first.

Family status can be revealed at this time.

I saw the high-speed iron column confidently pick up the last piece of silk drawing sweet potato. This is the last piece, which is particularly large and attractive. The caramel color glitters in the sun and attracts everyone's attention.

Everyone's eyes can't help following it.

Yang Song is also very interested. I really didn't expect Gao Tiezhu to be such a coward.

In Baifeng Pavilion, Yang Song also has a habit of going to the theatre, especially the little lovers who come to the store for dinner, or a family of three.

The first bite, the last piece of meat, a ball and a mouthful of porridge are all drama.

Yang Song enjoys watching it every time.

Once there was a new couple. The roasted string was on the table. The boy took one in his left hand and one in his right hand. The girl reached out to pick it up. The boy didn't see it at all. He sent it directly to his mouth. He didn't sigh until he ate the whole string: "it's a little hot."

The girl finally took the kebab and paid with the boy AA.

"My friend always tells me that a girlfriend costs a lot and her monthly salary is not enough. He wants to buy this and that for his girlfriend. His girlfriend is too ignorant. It's better to be Hello, so that we can date more times a month and eat a lot of things."

The stupid boy is still happy.

After paying the money, the girl smiled at him: "goodbye, no, never again."

In front of him, the address book pulled black and twisted his waist. When he walked, he called: "sister, I'm single. There's a handsome little brother at the party. Come right away!"

Leave the man alone in the wind.

Finally, Yang Song also heard him sigh: "today's girls are really material and realistic."

Chen Ming didn't understand: "I think there is something wrong with the girl, but I think there is something wrong with the boy. What's the matter?"

Yang Song was speechless: "so you and he are single dogs."

Meng Shihan sorted out the bill very clearly. At the end of business every day, he would tell Yang song about the situation in the store. It was concise and to the point. If he could finish it in three sentences, he would never say three and a half sentences.

By the way, I will discuss the rhythm of serving new dishes with Yang Song.

"You can't launch too many new dishes at once. Diners are easy to get excited and flock to eat without restraint. It's very bad. You'll become busier than usual. What can you do if you're tired?"

Beautiful and wise, and virtuous and helpful.

His fiancee loved him so much that Yang Song was very helpful: "you're right. I'll listen to you."

The right sweet words of his men always make Meng Shihan happy, gentle and more considerate to Yang Song.

Chen Ming and Meng Shijia still don't understand.

"Why does brother song seem to say nothing and do nothing? Sister Han is very happy?"

"I don't understand."

Yang Song: "so you two are single dogs."

If the boy remembers to pass the kebab to the girl first, they won't break up today.

The girl decided to break up because she thought the boy didn't take her in his heart from beginning to end.