Chapter 1274

As long as Yang song starts business, the diners lining up at the door of the store will form three forces.

The first group, belonging to the first group of people, often have finished eating, or just finished eating, and don't go. They swing not far from the gate of Baifeng Pavilion. When they are almost swinging, they move a small bench and sit down and chat in front of the food that is waiting in line or not in line.

"What do you think of the seafood white gourd cup that brother song made today?"

"That's enough to say? The hall is full of gold and jade. The seafood is stewed in winter melon. The pulp of winter melon is slightly sour, which is mainly very refreshing. The plumpness of seafood meets the delicious winter melon. Brother Song said that he didn't even put salt. It all depends on the taste of the ingredients. It is worthy of being a real Huaiyang dish."

"Brother song can also cook Huaiyang food?"

"What dish can't brother song cook?"

"Today we ate squirrel mandarin fish again and found that the squirrel mandarin fish without brother song was better than before."

"In other restaurants, the more cooks cook, the worse the taste. They even start to lose weight. Brother song's food is more delicious."

One voice is clear, afraid that others don't know that they are lucky today. They have given priority to the dishes made by Yang Song.

Listening to the people in line, their eyes could not hide their envy. They were playing Xiaojiu in their heart. They wanted to take the soles of their shoes and cordially greet their faces.

The diner who was about to enter the store soon took a long breath and entered the store in the posture of the emperor.

"You have eaten, and happiness is far away from you; you haven't eaten yet, you still need to insist; the happiest thing is what we're going to eat."

Are you angry?

The people in line, rubbing their hands, beat the two groups in front of them in various ways.

There was no shortage of torture in the 18th century of the Qing Dynasty.

They're not just thinking.

"What shall we order later?"

"How about eating gold and jade?"

"I have to make an appointment for that dish. The quota is very tight."

"I've got it."

"It should rain tonight. How about drinking Shixiang wine?"

"The quota of Shixiang wine is more difficult to get."

"I have. I just have a question. Which flavor shall we drink tonight?"

"Plum blossom, peony, chrysanthemum, rose, Rhododendron, lotus, camellia, osmanthus, Narcissus and orchid are all kinds. We must think about which kind of wine to choose."

"Yes, we must think about it."

"We have so many people today that we can have a whole fish feast."

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The people sitting on the bench said that the people in line also said that both sides seem to say their own, but in fact they have fought too many times.

The light of the sword and the shadow of the sword are invisible.

But fortunately, Baifeng pavilion has strict rules. Everyone is a gentleman. Don't move your mouth. Even if you move your mouth, you will maintain your demeanor.

Those who can't maintain their manners are blacklisted.

It's all for food. The eaters are quite conscious.

Yang Song thought that such a scene would only be met in Baifeng Pavilion, but now he also met thousands of miles away.

Today is free ordering day. The person who finished first was very happy. He was walking around the iron pillar delicious food. When he saw someone, he asked:

"Have you eaten? Chef Yang is cooking in Tiezhu delicious food. I've already eaten hundreds of dishes. There are dishes from all over the world. They are delicious, delicious and very happy!"

"Won't you try it? Oh, I can't go. The line has been long. Let's go next time."

"I just don't know if chef Yang will cook tomorrow. I think he's very tired today."

It's like giving him a fried shovel.

Others slipped to the side of the team: "everyone work hard to refuel. Yang's food is worth waiting. You should get up early and don't have to wait so long."

"I don't know if the ingredients are enough. I heard that there are not many lobsters when I eat."

"It's very troublesome to cook crab meat and tendons. Will Yang Chu be too tired to do it?"

People in line:

"Fuck off!"

"If chef Yang still cooks this dish, he'll be fine. If he doesn't cook it, it's your fault. Please eat fist bibimbap at that time."

The person who shows off is disliked and not angry. He still smiles: "we all know you envy."

"It feels good to be full."

As a result, now someone came out with a drink.

The first group of diners didn't order drinks. Now they see others carrying colorful drinks and three cups at a time.

Don't ask at all. The people carrying the drinks said it themselves.

They're all showing off.

Diners who have left the store can't go back.

"We really want to drink."

Now it's impossible to queue up again, so we can only ask others.

"Brother, you are my brother. You have three drinks. Give me one. I really want to drink that Aloe MINT!"

"Sister, it's my treat. I'll pay for everything you drink. You let me order one, please!"

"I'll double the price and buy a cup. No, I'll pay ten times."

"Let the baby have a drink."

Someone refused.

Someone smiled and said, "have you finished eating? Are you full? What drink do you drink?"

"Three, one for me, one for my mother and one for my father. You don't have one."

"Don't say anything. I can't give it to you. I don't want to be a single dog."

"All right, all right, just make a friend. What do you drink?"

"You still want two drinks? Go away and don't play with you."

Chinese people like to drink drinks since ancient times.

Some people like to drink tea, others like to drink fruit tea, in addition to milk tea, challenge tea and so on.

To everyone's taste.

Yang Song's beverage list is the same. He has not only tea, but also wine.

Very complete.

"You said you wanted to buy me some drinks?"

"Dare say three cups and let the dog bite you!"

"I really want to drink green orange, butterscotch, red heart litchi and yellow peach."

"Go home early, wash and sleep. There's everything in your dream."

While cooking, Yang Song made drinks.

Noble is eating soy sauce flavored duck legs, drinking fresh watermelon juice, and leisurely watching cartoons. This day is envious.

"You, come here."

"What are you doing, uncle?" Gao guixianzha worships Yang song very much. At the same time, he also thinks Yang Song is by no means a good kind.

For example, now, Yang Song looks at him with loving eyes, but noble students want to run.

"Don't you want to be a cook? Start with making drinks. Come on, I'll teach you, start with the simplest lemon green tea."

Then noble made 322 drinks.

It's either lemon green tea or lemon black tea, and stick fresh orange.

"I don't want to drink any more drinks related to lemon and fresh orange in my life." Noble himself, including every hair, is wrapped in sour and sweet, either lemon or orange.

"This is a normal phenomenon. Being a cook is like this. It takes thousands of practice. You can open a shop to sell drinks now. Just sell these three kinds and you will make money." Yang Songdao.

"Uncle, I think I can change my dream."