Chapter 1239

"OK, then you are allowed to follow me." Yang Song added, "I'll give you the Mid Autumn Festival and give you a five-day holiday. It's interesting enough. It's Monday in five days. Come to work on time at five o'clock in the morning."

Then he left, but he didn't make it. Wu Chuang held his thigh.

"Daxian, what about my salary? Will it rise?"

"Xiao Chuang, how long have you been working on this dish? You've been thinking about raising your salary. As a young man in the new era, you shouldn't be so materialistic, work hard, and make contributions to society. What's more, why do you earn so much money? I don't care about your food and drink?"

Damn capitalists, you can really say anything.

"At the beginning, you asked me to feed pigs, horses, cattle, sheep, chickens and ducks, but it was agreed that it was an opportunity for me to make money, buy a house, buy a car and marry a wife. Didn't you tell me that in addition to the basic salary of 10000 yuan, you would give me bonus points? As long as I work hard for promotion, salary increase is not a dream?" Wu Chuang is in good health and has a good memory. He clearly remembers the cakes painted by Yang Song.

"Don't mention the past. You should pay more attention to poetry and distance. In this way, don't be late for work in the morning five days later."

Yang Song wants to go again, and his thigh is hugged again.

"Can't you change it? This is the main road. We are two big men."

If you hold it like this, someone should call the police.

"We must make a good deal today about raising wages."

"Your salary is not low. Don't keep your mouth shut. It's all about raising your salary, like a financial fan."

"Isn't it good to be a financial fan?"

Yang Song: it's really climbing along the pole.

"Ten thousand yuan is the basic salary. As long as you keep small and large animals well, you will be given a performance bonus here. Don't forget that you come home with fifteen thousand yuan."

That five thousand dollars is a bonus. It's definitely rich.

"How to calculate the performance bonus?"

Yang Song: "home background has monitoring data, real-time update, peace of mind, I will never treat you badly. I don't want money from your boss."

"That is to say, as long as I play normally, I'll get a salary of almost 15000 yuan for each and every one in the future?"

"Yes, do a good job."

"Thank you, boss."

Yang Song is very satisfied. Da xian'er's name is really creepy.

When the business is over, it's time to talk about something wrong.

"Is it too tacky to call your boss?" Wu Chuang asked.

"No, it's a classic name. That's what you call it."

Can see their subordination.

Yang Song heard someone calling around the corner.

"Police uncle, come quickly. There are two big men selling music in the street. They all call the boss."

It was almost the festival. Yang Song and Wu Chuang were taken to the police station.

Finally, it was the police of xiaoyuanman Street police station who took the high-speed iron pole to testify to them, but they didn't spend the night inside.

Yang Song patted Wu Chuang on the shoulder: "at least half a year, don't worry about raising wages."

"Yes, I know. I know myself." With a sad face, Wu Chuang asked, "can I still call you boss?"

"Change your name."

"Daxian, I really didn't mean it. Those people..."

Yang Song kicked him: "don't shout, or I'll come in later because of superstition."

"What do I call you?"

"Just cook Yang."

……

Seeing Wu Chuang off, Yang Song went into the space again and expanded the livestock farm.

"Master, the scale is one-third larger than before. Will Wu Chuang be too busy?"

"No, it's his own request. He said his energy is endless. Let me find something for him."

After busy, Yang Song went to the kitchen to prepare all kinds of ingredients.

When the next morning, it was not dawn, he set up a battle at the gate of Tiezhu food again.

When the high-speed railway column opened the door, he was startled to see Yang Song.

"Big brother, what are you doing?"

"Make something new, brother Gao. Don't worry. I'll try it when I'm ready."

Yang Song used to be a golden dagger. He was already very powerful and domineering. Today, he even got a stone mill.

He is grinding rice flour.

Now there are wall breaking machines and so on, and few people use stone mills.

What's more, rice is harder to grind than barley.

"Brother, you have a great physique. You've worn more than half a barrel."

"The bucket is not small."

Yang Song turned back and pointed to the side: "there are three barrels over there."

High speed railway column: "..."

You are excellent.

"Let me help you?"

"OK, help me peel durian."

Gao Tiezhu suddenly wanted to take back what he had just said.

"Brother, I can't stand the smell of durian. It's this morning."

Yang Song: "then you grind mung bean sand."

The high-speed railway column chose to peel durian and grind mung bean sand, and decided to grind mung bean sand.

When people in xiaoyuanman Street got up early in the morning, they saw Yang Song and high-speed iron column grinding the plate like two cows.

Fortunately, the high-speed railway column home smashed the end of the street, and there was an open space next to it.

They grind things and won't have much impact on others.

"Yang Chu, this rice flour is so finely ground!"

"One, two, three, four, six, seven, eight, nine barrels of rice noodles were ground by Yang Chu. It's too strong."

"Look, chef Yang is grinding something else again. It doesn't seem to be rice this time."

"I don't know what it is."

"I didn't expect that boss Tiezhu was so strong that he could follow Yang Chumo for so long."

"Awesome!"

The high-speed iron pillar was sweating and wanted to cry.

"I'm too tired -"

Yang Song is like an iron cow. After grinding nine barrels of rice flour, he grinds five barrels of milk flour.

"What is this for?"

"I don't know, but it must be delicious."

"It's hard to say. We've had Yang Chu's barbecue before. A good barbecue doesn't mean everything else is good."

"How can we only have barbecue? Haven't we also had chicken rack covered rice and Hu spicy soup?"

"I've also eaten millet porridge, rice yam porridge and Babao porridge cooked by Yang Chu, as well as his fried vegetable dishes. It's really delicious than meat."

"Exaggerated?"

……

No matter what the crowd said, Yang Song remained unmoved.

After grinding what he needed, Yang Song lifted the big object covered by the dust cloth next to him.

It's actually three large round porcelain pots with a diameter of one meter.

This big porcelain plate can hold two people in.

Yang Song poured in the rice flour respectively, then added water and stirred clockwise.

"Look at the ripple of the water flow. It seems that every time Yang Chu stirs, the speed of the water flow remains unchanged.

This is rice flour with average adhesion. Yang Song is going to mix it with dough? "

The viscosity of rice flour is not high, but too high. As long as it is mixed with water, the effect is comparable to watering.

Yang Song timely mixed milk powder into it and kneaded it vigorously, which made the rice dough take shape.

Then he did the same and kneaded the other two rice dough.

The huge three rice dough are as white as white marble. The surface is smooth and there is no bubble in the dough.

Like three white jade mountains.

"Yang Chu's strength is really not ordinary!"

"I knead a small piece of dough at home. My hands and arms are sour. I don't have any strength all over my body."

"If I rub, I don't need these three mountains. One, no, half of one can kill me."

"Look tired."