Chapter 1216

"I'm all for your good!"

"Think about it. If I don't set a limit, how much do you have to spend in Baifeng pavilion every month? Your wallet loses weight too fast. I'm afraid you won't be able to wait until the end of the month and the northwest wind."

"You can't catch up with the first batch of customers every time. If you don't limit it, the diners in front of the store are more characteristic. They are full, support and vomit, but how can they queue up behind?"

Yang Song asked three questions in a row, which made situ ran and situ Qing give up resistance.

"Unexpectedly, brother song, you are all for our good. I'm so moved. We misunderstood you. I'm sorry, brother song!"

"It's all our fault. Brother song, forgive us!"

Yang Song hugged them like a Savior: "it's okay, it's all small things. You're just children. I forgive you and give you a chance to grow up."

This picture is really moving.

But someone passed by and saw: "lying in the trough, goose bumps all over. This young father is really awesome! The three of them have a good relationship!"

Yang Song: "young dad?"

Situ Qing and situ ran: "a family of three?"

What the hell?

The three quickly separated and each stepped back three steps.

After inexplicably changing the painting style, Yang Song separated from situ Qing and situ ran with embarrassment and politeness.

On the way back, Yang Song was still thinking, "I'm worthy of being a diner in Baifeng Pavilion. I'm good at fooling. I'm two good children!"

Situ Qing and situ ran are full of IQ. It seems that they are almost equal in Eq.

"Brother, do you believe brother song?"

"What letter do you believe? We are not children. Brother song is willing to make up stories for us. Let's not spoil his fun, otherwise he will be unhappy and it will be us."

Hehe, who is the meaning of EQ?

"Brother song is so naive. He thinks we will believe him if he makes up a string of doggerel. Will he think we are stupid?"

"Think of something happy. We met brother song in Shenyang. We could play for several years. How many delicious food did we enjoy more than the people in the group?"

"Yes, yes, didn't brother song say to cook a barbecue another day?"

……

Yang Song's biggest feeling when he was walking in Shenyang was barbecue.

As the king of the future kitchen god relying on barbecue, Yang Song decided to carry out the barbecue to the end, play new tricks on the barbecue, and let the world witness who is the real barbecue God?

The barbecue master can't satisfy Yang Song.

A cook who doesn't want to be the king of Kitchen God is not a good cook!

Yang Song discussed with Gao Tiezhu and his wife and began to make preparations.

Tiezhu food's business has stopped these two days and fully cooperates with Yang Song.

The first night, Yang Song roasted mutton kebabs at the door of the store.

No publicity, Yang Song's roasted mutton kebab aroma is the best advertisement.

"Sister, can you smell it?"

"Mutton kebabs."

"Take two bottles of wine and we'll have this mutton kebab tonight."

"I'll go. This mutton kebab is enough!"

"Don't linger. This smell is baked by Yang cook. We have to hurry up, or it may disappear later."

"Be open. We are really late. There are a lot of people ahead. However, the mutton kebabs baked by Yang Chu tonight may not be sold. Think about the old days."

"Shut up, you give me some auspicious words, no bad luck!"

Yang Song turned over the mutton kebabs at the door. Each kebab was as long as half of an adult's arm. The mutton kebabs on it were also dense, with spices.

This taste, before eating, makes people drool wildly. I wish the seven orifices drool.

Yang Songkai barbecue, a group of food goods squatting at the door, each drooling like a pug.

"Why are you squatting here?"

The tone is too surprised, too inexplicable.

"Chef Yang, how do you sell this barbecue?"

At this time, the golden oil of the meat kebab has been roasted, and the strong smell of mutton is undoubtedly exposed at this time.

In short, Yang Song's mutton kebab makes people want to pay for it as soon as they see it!

Just like now, everyone doesn't take out their mobile phone, call out a treasure or a letter, or something else, sweep it and click it, and is ready to pay at any time.

Many people even took out cash as thick as bricks.

"I have no money, but my gold chain is worth more than 20000!"

"Look at your thin gold chain. It's worth 20000 yuan. My big watch, 78g pure gold, and my dial are exquisite. It's absolutely worth 50000 or 60000!"

"What's the difference between going out without money and snowing without minks?"

"I have money, gold chains and watches!"

Thousands of words converge into one sentence: "how do you sell this barbecue?"

A crowd of people shouted with red faces and hoarse voices.

Yang Song seemed to understand after a while: "Oh, this barbecue is not for sale."

So calm, calm and cruel.

"Chef Yang, what are you talking about?"

"I'm too old to understand!"

"Say it again recently."

……

"This mutton kebab is not for sale." Yang Song follows good advice like a stream. Don't say it again, how many times.

If you don't sell, you don't sell.

"Then you set up a stall at the door?"

"I'm not setting up a stall. I just want to eat mutton kebabs and roast them."

"How many strings are these?"

Roughly count, at least 40 or 50 strings.

"Please try brother tie Zhu and sister-in-law and give me some advice. I always think this mutton kebab is almost interesting." Yang Song is sorry.

Sima ran and Sima Qing also came.

They both want to eat Yang Song's barbecue, and they almost want to cry.

"Brother, what do you think brother song is playing?"

"Playing with our psychological endurance limit, I feel I will definitely wake up tonight. Today we can't eat mutton kebabs, and I'm doomed to be unable to sleep."

"Why? Brother song can't finish eating so many mutton kebabs. He has no reason not to sell them. I think brother song likes small money. If he doesn't sell these mutton kebabs, he will lose money."

"You don't understand. Brother song won't sell any meat kebabs as long as he has this expression, let alone mutton kebabs." Situ ran was so angry that he gnashed his teeth: "he felt that his barbecue was no longer good!"

This is Yang Song.

No matter how much diners praise his delicious food, Yang Song won't sell it to you as long as he thinks it's not good.

Or one day, Yang song suddenly felt that a dish had been on the menu. In fact, the taste could be improved.

That dish will be taken off the shelf without hesitation.

"This kind of thing never happened twice in Baifeng Pavilion, but I really didn't expect brother song to stretch his magic claw to the barbecue. It was barbecue. It was his pride and the starting point of his success. Someone would attack his starting point."

Situ Ran is most proud of his IQ. If anyone doubts that he has created countless brilliant achievements, he will beat the man everywhere.

However, Yang Song attacked himself.

This man is too cruel!

"Brother, what are you thinking?"

"Two things. First, the small amphibious plane I took part in the national science and technology competition is actually a piece of shit. I should do this research again. Second, look more and let's go."

"Why can't I understand what you're saying? But I know you didn't win the gold medal by that small plane? What's yours and what's others?"