Chapter 20

After Yang Song waved his hands, the beef kebab immediately turned into a steaming beef kebab. There was still residual heat on the scorched skin, and the fat was making a noise on it, which made people stir their fingers.

The beef kebab is just roasted and seasoned. It really adds flavor only with seasoning. Unlike the Beef Kebabs from other barbecue stalls, the flavor of seasoning exceeds the aroma of beef itself.

Yang Song picked up a string and carefully put it in his mouth. After all, it was still steaming hot. If it was hot, it would be bad!

A bite, full mouth of meat juice directly exploded, full of milk and beef fragrance Let Yang Song face unconsciously show a look of a fool, this taste is too happy!

If the raw beef is full of natural and original flavor, then this beef kebab is a perfect interpretation of the barbecue technology. There is no smell at all. Some are just delicious beef.

It's delicious! Is this the taste of happiness in the legend?

What's the name of beef kebab! It's called happy beef kebab!

The advertisement words Yang Song thought well: Happy beef kebab, let you experience the feeling of happiness!

Three hundred yuan a bunch, cheap! Cheap! If the system didn't get in the way of this guy, Yang song would have thought of five hundred and one string!

"The price is determined by the system. If the host raises the price privately, the system will automatically enter the dormancy period."

"I know, I know! I'm just thinking, don't get too excited

Yang Song is a little helpless, this system is good at everything, just feel not very friendly to himself!

There is also a large slice of beef and six bunches of beef in front of me. It's impossible to eat by myself. After all, I've just finished my meal, and my stomach is still swollen. Just tasting a little is enough.

By the way! I don't know if grandfather Meng is interested in it! Thinking of this, Yang Song carried two dishes of delicious food toward the roof garden.

As soon as he opened the door, Yang Song saw grandfather Meng sitting alone in the pavilion, with a small pot of white wine and a small plate of peanuts in front of him. Although Meng's life was not worrying, Yang Song felt another feeling of him at this moment.

That is, loneliness.

Meng's grandfather was old, but his ears and eyes were still very strong. He heard Yang Song's voice of opening the door. He turned back and said with a smile, "Xiao Yang, come here and have a drink with the old man!"

"Coming!" Yang Song took the delicious food and walked over.

"Well?" Meng Lao suddenly smelled the aroma of beef, his face showed a trace of surprise, "how fragrant beef! Xiao Yang, I've eaten a lot of delicious food in my life, and I've never smelled so fragrant! "

"Hey, Grandpa Meng, this is a new product I just developed. Please try it!" Yang Song put the beef in front of Meng Lao.

There is a bright light above the pavilion, which can clearly illuminate the beef. Mr. Meng was surprised, "even if you are the top beef in Japan, you can't compare with it!"

"You really know how to drink with peanuts, but it's too monotonous. Try the beef quickly." Yang Song sat opposite Meng Lao, smiling and gesturing Meng Lao to have a taste.

Meng Lao picked up his chopsticks and frowned slightly. He put a piece of beef on top of it and said, "is this beef raw? Raw beef? Can I eat this, too? "

Yang Song said with a mysterious smile, "I don't dare to say other beef, but I have no problem with this beef! You'll find out by tasting it! "

"I believe you!" As he said this, he threw the beef into his mouth and began to chew it carefully.

The longer he ate, the more intense the expression of surprise on his face. The chopsticks did not stop. He ate five pieces at a time. Then he put down his chopsticks, picked up his wine cup and took a sip. Then he closed his eyes and took a long breath.

"My old man absolutely likes to eat beef, and he eats a lot of it. Even the beef of little Japan has eaten a lot, but it is the first time for me to taste the delicious beef raw!"

Mencius had some feelings and took a deep look at Yang Song. Before that, he thought Yang Song was just an ordinary student learning food. But now it seems that he is still missing his eyes.

"Mr. Meng, eating beef alone is a flavor, but if you eat it with soy sauce, it is another flavor." Yang song tells Meng Lao the second way to eat.

"Oh! I'll try it soon Mencius quickly picked up a piece of beef, put it into the dipping bowl, took it out and put it into his mouth.

Meng Lao's face once again showed the expression of enjoyment and said with a smile: "good! Both of them taste different, but in my opinion, it's better to eat with soy sauce. "

Yang Song nodded and began to explain seriously, "Mr. Meng, the two ways of eating beef are similar to each other in my opinion. It doesn't mean that soy sauce is more delicious, but according to personal taste, choosing the better one is the best!"

"Yes! This kebab is also beef, isn't it Mencius finally noticed the kebab on another plate.

"Yes Yang Song picked up a bunch, handed it to Meng Lao, and said with a smile: "this is also roasted with this beef. The taste is even more different. The taste is wonderful. One is raw food, the other is cooked food. Try it!"Mencius laughed and said to Yang Song, "if you don't let me taste it, I'm a gourmet. How can I give up such delicious food?"

After taking the first bite, Meng Lao suddenly widened his eyes and looked at Yang Song, but his hands did not stop and began to taste. A double beef kebab was soon eaten by Meng Lao!

"Boy, your craftsmanship really shocked me. A small beef kebab made me eat one kind of... One kind of that. What's that called?"

"It's called the feeling of happiness!"

"Ha ha ha ha! Yes, it's the feeling of happiness

I have to say that Mencius is in good health. At first, Yang Song was still wondering whether Meng Lao would be a little reluctant to eat the fast two catties of beef alone, but now it seems that the beef is not enough. After more than half an hour, Mr. Meng ate all the beef and looked forward to looking at Yang Song.

Yang Song picked up his plate and looked at him helplessly, "don't look at me. These add up to nearly two kilograms. You have eaten all by yourself and have drunk so much wine. Today is like this. Tomorrow I will make some other delicious food for you. Today is it!"

"Good, good! My granddaughter used to be in charge of me. I thought she was gone and no one would take care of me. Now, there is another you When Mencius said this, he had a smile on his face.