Chapter 7

Finally, when the gluten was baked, Yang Song picked up a bunch and put it in front of Chen Ming. He said, "have a taste! This is all the material you bought, I baked it

Looking at the steaming baking gluten, Chen Ming can't help it any longer, and puts it in his mouth directly! Yelling while eating!

"That's the taste! My god? Delicious! I'm going to cry! boss! Twenty strings! Not a string! Pack and pack

Other customers saw this scene, and finally couldn't help it. They all began to shout for baked gluten!

The peddler nearby was about to cry. After that, he had expected to suppress Yang Song. What happened? Make his name more popular!

's as like as two peas, Chen Ming's face changed from the first to the discolouration, and became more and more gloomy and darker.

Taking advantage of the chaos of the scene, Mr. Ye is ready to turn around and slip away quietly, but suddenly he hears Yang Song's cold voice.

"Mr. Ye, where are you going? Did you forget an apology? "

On hearing this, Mr. Ye's old face suddenly pulled off. There was a feeling that he couldn't say. But all the people around him also looked at Mr. Ye because of Yang Song's words, and all the corners of his mouth showed a funny smile.

"Huang kou'er, is not it just the baked gluten that tastes better than ordinary people? If I go on the stage to make a kebab, it must be much better than your black food! "

Mr. Ye's face is a little red now, but he still says such a thing, which is a sneer in Yang Song's heart. Directly gave up the position, a face of indifferent way: "that is just right, here ingredients are complete, or Mr. Ye you try?"

"This..."

why doesn't the kid play according to the routine? Mr. Ye's face was black as coal, but he still had no consciousness. He wanted to find another excuse. Suddenly, the crowd around him began to make a fuss.

"What's the matter? Don't you dare, old man

"Where does he dare? It's the reincarnation of barbell, the master of the bar!"

"He's so fat and fat, where can he make food to eat?"

"That's it, go home soon! In case there's no high blood pressure! "

Hearing these sarcastic words, Mr. Ye finally couldn't help but throw his crutch to Chen Ming and walked towards Yang Song's stall without saying a word.

Chen Ming didn't expect that things would develop in such a way. Originally, he wanted to make a round, but now it seems that it is out of control.

Yang Song saw that Mr. Ye rushed over and consciously gave up his position. He stood quietly beside him and watched how the so-called gourmet cooked delicious food!

Mr. Ye rolled up his sleeve, grabbed several strings of gluten, put them on the charcoal fire, and began to barbecue. From time to time, he poured some seasoning into it. It is really skillful.

"Sure enough, this old gentleman has two brushes. Without this food system, there may be no way to match him!" Yang Song breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and Qingxin was really a lucky man.

A few minutes later, Mr. Ye's baked gluten was ready. The burnt yellow surface was still bubbling with oil, and it was emitting a charming aroma. If you had not eaten Yang Song's Roasted gluten, you would have been completely attracted by such baked gluten.

"Yellow mouth child, you see, this is the perfect baking gluten, color and flavor, not like your, so ugly!"

"What's the matter? It will be delicious soon! " Yang Song, with a calm face, stood by and looked at Mr. Ye.

Mr. Ye disdained to smile, grabbed a string and put it in front of Chen Ming, "try it. I haven't done it myself for many years. This first string will be cheaper for you!"

Chen Ming nodded honestly, grabbed the baked gluten and put it into his mouth. It tasted good! But the premise is that you don't eat Yang Song's baked gluten, so this kind of baked gluten is definitely a rare delicacy. But now I have eaten Yang Song's baked gluten, there are only four words to describe it.

Tasteless!

"This... Tastes pretty good, but..." Chen Ming didn't dare to say it. He just hesitated to look at Mr. Ye.

A customer who had just eaten the Yangsong kebab stepped forward and grabbed the baked gluten on the stall. This was baked by Mr. Ye before, and he put it directly into his mouth.

"I'll try it. If it's delicious, it's delicious. If it's not delicious, it's not delicious. How can you be so pushy?"

Half a minute later, the customer was honest and directly shook his head and said, "this baked gluten is better than many bosses! It's not half as good as the boss's

He was polite. He didn't say that it was bad to eat, but he was able to amaze Mr. Ye. He couldn't believe it. He grabbed a bunch of gluten baked by Yang Song and put it into his mouth.

After half a ring, he opened his mouth in surprise. He didn't close it for a long time. Chen Ming was worried and asked carefully, "Mr. Ye, are you ok?"

"Delicious!" Mr. Ye finally came to his senses and murmured, "there is such a delicious baked gluten in the world. My whole life is in vain!"Yang Song's heart is funny, this is the primary baking gluten. If you change something else, you don't want to be scared to death here? Doesn't the old boy want to apologize?

Is ready to continue to say the words of apology, but unexpectedly saw Mr. Ye rushed to his face, grabbed his hand, excitedly said: "can you tell me this formula?"

Tell you? Others feel funny after hearing it. Each food shop has its own secret recipe. Tell you, do they drink from the west?

Mr. Ye also felt that it was not right. He quickly changed his mouth and said, "no, no, don't give it. How about my purchasing your barbecue recipe? How much money, you can say it

Baking gluten, although it means baking gluten, the barbecue ingredients or methods are generally the same. The number of gluten roasted is the same, so other things can be roasted very delicious. Mr. Ye is interested in the business opportunities among them, so he wants to buy them.

Yang Song gently broke away and refused: "I'm sorry, the family secret recipe is not spread out!"

"Suddenly! Suddenly Mr. Ye felt his beard with some bad intentions, and suddenly had an idea, "or, Mr. Yang, you take me as a disciple! I won't give you less tuition! "

As soon as this word came out, all the people present were stunned! The old boy said such a thing.

Yang Song was not light by thunder, and quickly waved his hand: "impossible! I won't take any apprentices! "

Chen Ming is even more frightened. Mr. Ye is a good friend of his father. If you let your father know what happened today, don't beat yourself up in a hurry!