Chapter 802

Yang Song, walking on the road, touched his stomach. He was so hungry! Just because angry, hungry, did not expect to leave directly now, go to eat something?

"Yang Song, let's find a place to eat some food." Chen Ming is not hungry now. He was ready to say that he would eat roast duck. But now he ate a fart and just ate a few small dishes. He didn't get a piece of roast duck.

Can I help you? No, Yang songcai doesn't want to eat like this. If you want to eat, you can eat something good! What would you like to eat? Yang Song pondered for a while and soon thought of it.

"Let's eat instant boiled mutton. This time I know a good place. The mutton is very good over there. Let's go! It's my treat

"Good! Long live

"Hooray

After eating the instant boiled mutton, we felt that we were tired after climbing the mountain for a whole day. We were ready to deal with it in the hotel at night. There were just four people, so they got together to fight the landlord.

"Wang Chao!"

"Sleeping trough, Yang Song, you know, we are on one side."

"I'll blow you up, won't I?"

"We are all farmers. What are you doing to blow me up?"

Now Chen Ming is a little helpless, almost crying. He has just taught Yang Song to play cards, but every time he can't see who is the landlord and who is the name of the farmer. If it wasn't for Meng Shihan who was the farmer's name, Chen Ming felt that he wanted to blow himself up on purpose.

"If I don't blow you up, won't you run away?" Yang Song looks at Chen Ming with a dull face.

The snake sat behind and looked at it, laughing wildly. This Yang Song was so funny. He was so smart at other times. How could he be so two when playing cards? Chen Ming is now beaten and about to cry.

"OK, OK, I'll come. Yang Song, you're so stupid. You can just look around!" The snake has taken over Yang Song's position with a smile. This guy doesn't know why he always can't understand the camp.

Yang Song was still confused, scratching his head and asking, "am I wrong? Shouldn't it be this way? "

After the change of the snake, it was much better. We soon began to fight the landlords happily. We soon got more and more white notes on our faces. If we don't pay for it, we can't do it without punishment. We think of pasting a white paper once we lose.

Yang Song used to watch the bustle and act as a doghead in the back. Suddenly, his mobile phone rang. Yang Song was a little strange. Just now Mr. Wang had already called to explain. At nine o'clock tomorrow, he would send someone to pick him up. Is there anything else he didn't say?

Take out the mobile phone to have a look. It is Shen Huaizhao. Yang Song frowns. He immediately knows that the matter is not simple. Shen Huaizhao will not call himself casually. If he calls, it must be something big. If they can't solve it, they will call themselves.

However, Yang Song was not sure what it was, so he went to the side and connected the phone.

"What's the matter, Xiao Zhao."

Xiaozhao on the other end of the phone was obviously worried and said to Yang Song, "boss, it's bad. Something's wrong!"

"What's the matter?" Yang Song is a little strange. Baifeng Pavilion is not open. What can happen?

Shen Huaizhao reorganized his language and said to Yang Song, "boss, do you remember when we saw the decorated restaurant next to our shop?"

Speaking of this matter, Yang Song almost forgot. Now that Shen Huaizhao reminded him, Yang Song finally remembered. It seemed that there was such a thing. Last time I went to drink milk tea, he saw that the shop was being renovated and saw Zhou Yuanqi's figure.

If Zhou Yuanqi really drove over to deal with himself, he would really not worry. After all, his own craftsmanship is not Yang Song's boast, and other dishes dare not be said. But at least, no one can compare the dishes on his own menu.

Yang Song still knows that the store is open. He saw it in the group last time. It seems that it is called delicious Pavilion. The name sounds good. It is the same as his own Baifeng Pavilion, but he doesn't know how the food is.

"Is that delicious pavilion? How does that store taste? " Yang Song thought that Xiaozhao had gone to eat, and thought it was delicious. It was a bit unexpected. Is there a second person in Huaxia who has my system?

"I haven't eaten it yet." Shen Huaizhao shook his head, saying that he had not eaten before, so he did not know the taste: "however, people in the group said that they had eaten once when they just opened, and the taste was very bad and could not meet their standards."

In this way, Yang song can rest assured that they can meet their standards. At least, only a few shops around the Baifeng Pavilion of Yangsong can meet the standards, such as mutton shops and hand-made noodle shops for couples.

It's true that, after the failure of the last time, the merchant mutton has learned from the bitter experience. Instead of engaging in those heresies, they concentrate on their own dishes. The current dishes are not the top in the country, but they are clean and hygienic, and the taste is good. Sometimes they will choose the mutton of the merchants instead of going to Yang Song's place for dinner. Now the business has begun to recover It's the past."That's OK. We're not dangerous in such a shop." Yang Song's face doesn't care, isn't it? What's up? Thinking of this, Yang Song blew up the white paper pasted on his face at will.

If Shen Huaizhao was really like this, he would not have called, so he continued: "if so, I would not have called. Today I got a message, boss, do you know? Now the chef of delicacy pavilion has changed. Do you know who it is? "

"Who is it?" Hearing the news, Yang Song didn't know why he felt a little uneasy.

"Lv Yue!"

What? This guy? Yang Song is startled. If you want to say that he knows the most talented person in cooking among so many experts, it must be Lu Yue. This boy is about the same age as himself and can reach such a level. No wonder his master agrees that he can open a shop down the mountain, and his learning ability is quite strong.

It would be a bit troublesome if he was really in the delicacy Pavilion. Although Yang Song is sure that his craftsmanship still can't meet his own standards, it's hard to predict. If ordinary people work as cooks in the delicacy Pavilion, Yang Song won't worry, but this LV Yue, in Yang Song's opinion, is definitely an irregular bomb.

In particular, there is the mysterious master behind him. I have heard him say it many times, but I have never met him. Mr. Wang seems to know who he is. He also asked last time, but Mr. Wang refused to say, as if it was the expert who did not want to disclose his name.