Chapter 67

Yang Song looked up and saw that this was a middle-aged man named Zhao Kai. The name of the group was Langlang. He was also a loyal diner.

"Cooking competition? What is that? " Yang Song doesn't pay attention to these things at all, and he has no interest. After all, he can't let himself compete with others for kebab?

Zhao Kai took a mouthful of fried rice noodles, took out his mobile phone, opened a link, handed it to Yang Song, and said, "our city of Los Angeles will hold a cooking competition every two years. After all, Luocheng is also a famous food city in China. This year is exactly the year of holding! There are still a few days to close the application! The boss doesn't want to see it? "

Hearing Zhao Kai say so, a young man suddenly nodded and said, "yes! When Uncle Zhao talked about this matter, I remember it. It seems that there is such a competition. It's very lively in the past years! "

Yang Songfei quickly read the link, calmly shook his head, "forget it, no interest, such a game is not interesting!"

He returned the mobile phone to Zhao Kai, who was a pity on his face and sighed: "it's a pity that you don't want to go there, or with your skill, it's not easy to take the first place?"

"But it's not appropriate for the boss to know only these things! Wait a minute, boss. You don't know only these four kinds of kebabs and fried rice noodles? " An ol dressed woman with glasses suddenly asked a question.

Hearing this question, everyone held their breath. What if the boss really only knew this? No matter how delicious it is, you can't eat it every day! It's OK to eat for a month or two, but not for a lifetime!

Seeing someone raise this question, Yang Song's heart is full of thump. The girl's guess is really accurate. It's a pity that Yang Song has to pretend to be unpredictable.

"That's all I can do, that's all you say."

Zhao Kai took a breath of relief and said, "I'll tell you! The boss has such a good craftsmanship, how can he only have these four kinds of skills! "

"Well, well, it's getting late. When you finish eating, put it here by yourself, and I'll go back to have a rest." Yang Song hastened for a while, really worried that others would continue to ask.

After the stall closed, Yang Song returned home, turned on the TV and began to tune the channel, looking for information about the cooking competition.

Meng Shihan came out after taking a bath and wiping his hair. He saw Yang Song watching TV. He was surprised and asked, "today is really amazing. You actually watch TV. Shouldn't you be bored in the kitchen?"

These days, Yang song goes home every day to fix two hours of cooking, and makes a large table of dishes. The taste is pretty good, but it can't reach the other delicacies of Yang Song.

But Yang Song's explanation is that he is doing an experiment. If you want to eat, you can eat it, but if you don't eat it.

Although I Miss Yang Song's delicious cooking, it's not as delicious as Yang Song's experiment, so I only eat these dishes.

"I'm looking for a cooking contest. Do we still have this competition in Los Angeles? Why don't I know? " Yang Song stares at the TV and talks to Meng Shihan by the way.

Meng Shi Han white his one eye, "this is when, where there will be advertising, you wait!"

Wait? Yang Song was a little strange. Looking up, he saw Meng Shihan drop his towel and ran to the bedroom, holding out a thin notebook!

Meng Shihan seems to be getting acquainted with Yang song now. He sits down by Yang Song's side directly. The latter sniffs the fragrance of a shower liquid, which makes this virgin feel a little shy.

However, Meng Shihan didn't notice. Instead, he turned on the computer, clicked on the webpage, and entered a web address, which was the participation page of the kitchen king contest!

"Now if you want to find information, it's convenient to find it on the Internet. If you want to find it on TV, you can have a look. Here is the registration location! Look at it Meng Shihan said, while typing the keyboard, in the registration page filled in the name of Yang Song.

Yang Song was a little shy before, so he didn't pay attention to it. Now when he looks carefully, Meng Shihan seems to be typing his name and address. Meng Shihan suddenly asks, "Yang Song, what's your ID card?"

"362..." Yang song suddenly responded and asked, "wait a minute! What are you going to do? "

"Sign up! Don't you want to sign up? " Meng Shihan has some doubts. Yang Song is a chef, and he is looking for the news of the kitchen King competition. He doesn't want to sign up for anything else?

Seeing Meng Shihan misunderstood, Yang Song quickly shook his head and explained, "I'm just curious. I want to see it, not to participate! I'm not interested in such a game for the time being

Hearing Yang Song say this, Meng Shihan thought carefully, as if it was, and nodded: "yes, your cooking skills seem to be buried in such a competition, at least if it is national in nature!"

Why can't the girl explain clearly? But forget it, Yang song can't continue to explain, anyway, it will be upgraded soon, I don't know what the reward is below! I'm looking forward to it!

When the matter is finished, Meng Shihan seems to have remembered that he and Yang Song are sticking together. He is still wearing short clothes and shorts. Although it is not embarrassing, it is so close that Meng Shihan is a little embarrassed."Well, it's clear. I'll go to bed first." Meng Shihan quickly stood up and walked two steps toward his room. Thinking that the computer had not yet been taken, Meng Shihan quickly added: "the computer will be lent to you first, and it will be put on the tea table when it is used up!"

Yang Song is now attracted by the web page, his head also did not lift, dropped a sentence: "know! Don't worry

Seeing that he didn't look up, Meng Shihan seemed angry, but he didn't know what he was angry about. He turned and went back to the room directly.

Yang Song in the living room is looking at the webpage carefully. After reading for more than ten minutes, he closed the webpage. Now he is interested in this computer. Before his family had no money, he often rubbed Wang Xu's computer. Now he has money. It seems that it is time to get a computer in the room. It is also good to check the information regularly!

It seems that I have to buy a computer some time! By the way, the mobile phone also needs to be replaced. This is too old. The second mobile phone that I saved money to sell now often crashes. It takes a long time to open a prestige card. This is why Yang Song doesn't talk about prestige very much.

Time passed quickly, according to the date, there is still one day, is the deadline for the application of the kitchen king contest! But Yang Song didn't care.

However, he was humming a song to open the dining car, ready to open the door for business. It was 5:30, and when they arrived, it was time to finish the meal.