Chapter 1230

Baldheaded Liu was suddenly afraid. The cook opposite was not normal.

Yang Song is very excited. Finally, someone is dissatisfied with his cooking. He is still so dissatisfied with wanting to lift the table.

Does this mean that he will finally hear strong accusations about the dishes? And a strong dislike?

He has been waiting for this day for a long time!

But he didn't want to be very excited. It would be bad if he scared the diners.

For Yang Song, in fact, he doesn't think bald Liu is looking for trouble.

After all, diners spent a lot of money and ate bad dishes. How can they not be angry?

It's normal to get angry.

It's OK to smash a plate. You can't lift the table. The main table is not Yang Song's own. Lifting the table may also harm other diners, which is very bad.

Yang Song helped bald Liu up and let him sit in a chair. He took a thick book and pen and sat opposite him. He also poured him a cup of tea himself.

"Now you can say where my Phoenix baked quail egg tastes bad. You're welcome. Tell me what you're dissatisfied with. I'll take notes carefully."

Bald Liu is a little flustered. Things are getting worse and worse.

"Don't worry, you are a diner, and the diner's opinions are a good helper of the chef. I absolutely respect your opinions. I can assure you that as long as your opinions are true and effective, I will give you a reward. An opinion, please have a meal. I cook it myself and keep it to your satisfaction."

What a mouth watering reward!

Bald Liu is playing drums in his heart.

This operation is getting worse and worse.

Yang Song thought he was nervous: "don't be afraid. What I said is true. As long as you put forward good opinions, I'll invite you to dinner. I won't just invite you to barbecue. I can cook a lot of dishes. As long as you can order, I'll cook them for you."

Bald Liu was even more afraid.

He felt that Yang Song was bragging. The bigger the bragging force, the more angry it was.

The three of them couldn't lift the table because Yang Song was working hard.

Doesn't that mean Yang Song has great strength?

One against three.

Bald Liu's younger brother has defected. He is now alone, not to mention Yang Song's opponent.

Yang Song smiles at bald Liu. What bald Liu thinks in his mind is that he was beaten by Yang Song with one hand, from the street to the end of the street.

"Are you too excited? It's all right. Calm down. It's nothing. I'm just a hard-working and progressive good cook. I like to listen to the opinions of diners very much. Look at those boxes of stationery. They contain the opinions of diners. I will read them carefully. I'll treasure anyone's opinions and invite him to dinner. I'll be unhappy if anyone dares to fool me. I'll blackmail him."

Poop!

Bald Liu fell to the ground.

Help, he's so scared. What does Lahai mean? Kill him and let him never see the sun tomorrow?

The more you think about it, the more likely it is.

"Alas, how did you row up? You're too careless. Come on, get up." Yang Song has to reach out to help.

Bald Liu went straight into the table.

"What are you doing in there? Come out quickly. Don't be naughty. You haven't said your opinion yet." Yang Song couldn't suppress his excited tone: "I can feel that you have a great opinion on Phoenix roast quail eggs. It's great!"

Bald Liu thinks Yang Song is crazy, or he is a pervert. How can a cook be very happy to hear someone's opinions on him?

It's anti human!

There is something wrong with the cook's cliff. He has to hide and say nothing!

"Are you hiding more inside?"

"Is it shyness?"

"There's no need to be shy. I really welcome you. You may not know that since I became a cook, you are the first diner to have such a big opinion on me. You mean a lot to me. I really appreciate you."

Baldheaded Liu burst into tears. "I was the first one to die. No wonder he had to catch me. He's dead this time!"

There was a sudden light on his head.

Baldheaded Liu looked up. Yang Song raised the table and smiled at him happily: "don't hide, let's have a good chat."

"I, I..." he was so scared that his legs were soft that he couldn't speak clearly.

Yang Song: "do you have too many opinions on my cooking and suddenly don't know what to say?"

The bald Liu's eyes and canthus are about to crack: "that's not what I mean."

"Right, you really mean that! You are really my noble man. I knew there must be a problem with my cooking. Unfortunately, I don't know what the problem is. It's really good for you to tell me!"

"Brother, I'm not afraid of many opinions. Speak slowly!"

When Yang Song said these words, he still held the table high.

Under the table is bald Liu. From his point of view, Yang Song will let go at any time and his head will blossom at any time.

Xiaoming is away at any time.

"Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm..." what's worse, bald Liu couldn't even call for help.

"I know you. Take it easy. I'm not afraid of many opinions. I don't know where to start. I've decided. We'll have a long talk tonight. I'll not only take a small notebook but also record how many opinions you say."

Yang Song was so excited that it was the right decision to practice.

When I left Los Angeles, I was able to meet bold and knowledgeable diners outside.

"Why don't you come out? I can't wait to hear your good advice."

Yang Song waited for a while. Bald Liu's eyes were red and his tears were muddy.

"You're moved, aren't you? Yes, there aren't many chefs in the world who respect diners like me."

Yang Song was also moved with tears in his eyes.

They both face each other and become tearful people.

"Brother, have you ever given advice to many chefs?"

"Yes, my eldest brother gives advice to the hotel chef every day. Sometimes he brings it up several times a day. We are often driven out and often chased and beaten." The younger brother cut in wisely and complained bitterly about his bitter history.

Yang Song was even more moved: "brother, you've suffered. You're obviously kind to give advice and want the chef to improve his cooking. It's all for our good. Unfortunately, you're always treated cruelly, but you don't forget your original intention and stick to it. This heart is really valuable.

I will cherish your opinions. You can rest assured and say boldly that as a cook, I will be angry only if the diners don't give their opinions well. Those diners who seriously give their opinions are really valuable! "

Bald Liu has suffering, said, with more real fear.

"Now please rest assured to come out!"

Bald Liu won't come out.

"Don't you still worry? I can write you a guarantee. As long as you give advice, I won't be angry. I will reward you. Please become my friend."

Bald Liu lowered his head and closed his eyes in despair.

"Still don't believe me? Otherwise, you told me that some chefs don't respect your opinions. I'll go with you to seek justice! Don't worry, follow me, you don't have to be afraid of anything, and no one will dare to chase you! I can fight dozens of times alone!"

Bald Liu suddenly didn't want to live.

Sure enough, I came out to pay back.