"I go to the mall."

With the money in place and Chen Ming staring at him, Meng Shihan was very relieved. With a gentle wave of her hand, Meng Shijia immediately moved a chair over: "sister, are you tired? I'll make you tea now. Do you need a massage? "

One thousand three hundred bamboo mice are sold cheaply, that's 130000, and two thousand is 200000.

Just for a while, Meng Shihan bought tables and chairs and grills. He had already thrown a million and eight hundred thousand into them without blinking.

It's still a public account.

What does that mean?

It's not bad for money.

Baifengge is richer than Meng Shijia imagined.

After today's bustle, the business of baifengge will only be better.

"My brother-in-law has more money. I can't count all the money. I can't put it at home. I'll give you a few free gifts. That's a Lamborghini." Meng Shijia's plan is really good.

Meng Shihan's face is full of tea, melons and fruits. She ignores Meng Shijia and takes a cup of juice to the challenge arena. She wipes Yang Song's sweat and says, "open your mouth."

Yang Song doesn't even need to take the cup. He has a girlfriend to feed him.

Startled a single dog's heart, sour bad in order to give his girlfriend, wife courteous man's liver.

"It's all men. Why drink juice in such a different way?"

"Squeeze the juice, wipe the sweat and feed it."

Yang Song finished the juice. Meng Shihan helped him wipe his mouth again, quietly retreated, sat back in his seat, and continued to look at Yang Song gently: it's really worthy of my man, that's to say, I'm patient!

When the grill is cleaned up, Chen Ming and others are on the challenge arena, and Yang Song continues to show off his skills.

Two hands, roast 100 bamboo mice at the same time.

The unknown barbecue stall owner on the food street: "I only bake 20 pieces of gluten at one time, and all of them will be burnt."

It's all barbecue. Why are you so good?

Yang Song is a big man. He passes through the customs all the way and wins in a row.

Where he is, even legend.

"A hundred roast bamboo rats, OK!"

Yang Song looks at the fragrant and soft bamboo mouse with satisfaction, and the oil flower makes a sound.

This is barbecue. The real charm of barbecue lies in its unique pyrotechnic atmosphere.

When it's done, serve it. It's the hot mouth and the heat.

"Beautiful

Yang Song roasted 100 bamboo mice at one time, but the time was the same as that when he roasted 80 bamboo mice at one time.

LV Yue is holding a stopwatch: "impossible, absolutely impossible to succeed!"

Looking all the way, he went crazy.

How can a person's cooking skills be improved by the naked eye?

It's not human at all!

Lu Yue ten thousand did not believe it, but the fragrance lingering on his nose made him doubt himself.

"I'll try it. I'll try it myself. I'll expose your lies!"

He rushed over, grabbed a roast bamboo rat, held it and chewed it.

It's too late for the waiters to get it back, and the other waiters are stupid.

Just the first bite, let LV Yue can not help but amazing: delicious, really delicious, unexpected delicious.

"It was just an accident!"

Lu Yue killed the first roast bamboo rat in less than five seconds, which was a waste.

"I'll have another one."

He's going to rob again.

"Run The waiters ran away quickly and ran to the diners: "come on, then, this guy wants to grab the food!"

It's like a mountain bandit robbing a good family.

The diners who had been sent for a long time were scared and angry: "my bamboo rat, my bamboo rat, whose bamboo rat did he rob? Son of a bitch... "

LV Yue ran after ninety-nine bamboo mice.

He got it.

"Two, two, this grandson robbed two this time!"

Lu Yue has one left hand and one right hand.

"It tastes the same."

"The same heat, the same taste."

"The most important thing is that it's still delicious, overwhelming."

At the same time, you can bake 100 at the same time.

"Yang Song, are you still not human?" Lu Yue's eyes were red and he was already crying: "how can I compare with you when you are like this? How can I compare with you? "

He also thinks that he can surpass Yang Song, but in fact he can't even see Yang Song's shadow.

"I lost. It was a terrible loss."

suffer a big.

"What are you talking about?" Zhou Yuanqi managed to squeeze in from the sea of people, and then he heard LV Yue cry bitterly and admit defeat.

"Are you crazy? Roast bamboo rat is not your only secret? How can Yang Song cook better than you? "

Lu Yue went crazy: "I can't compare with him in heaven and earth. I'm not worthy to compare with him at all..."

He cried so miserably that all the diners who wanted to settle the accounts with him were scared.

"My roast bamboo rat --"

Yang Song said, "it's our fault that we didn't protect the food. I'll pay for it."

Long live

"Thank you, brother song!"

LV Yue went away with "I don't deserve it, I don't deserve it".

Zhou Yuanqi was surrounded by diners who had tasted the roast bamboo rat himself

"Shiweige lost, get out of the food street!"

"Get out of the food street!"

……

Zhou Yuanqi also tried to sneak into the food street behind him, but he would be recognized if he could not walk seven steps.

"You were that week's fool."

"Big guy, Zhou silly sneaked in."

"Talk like fart, get out of here!"

……

Zhou Yuanqi enjoyed the treatment of ancient dead prisoners several times and was smashed by all kinds of rotten eggs and vegetables.

He went there 33 times and was driven out 33 times, which is also indomitable.

After repeated defeats, Zhou Yuanqi is no longer willing to step into the food street.

"It's a garbage place where humble people gather. A noble man like me shouldn't go there."

Yang Songpiao wins the challenge beautifully. Meng Shihan is going to hold a celebration banquet for him. A group of people are having a lot of fun.

Meng Shijia is the happiest one. He follows Yang Song all night

"Brother in law, you are so brave!"

"Brother in law, you are so powerful. You are the only genius in the world. You are my God!"

"Brother in law, are you tired? Shall I pinch your shoulder? My massage technique is getting old! "

……

Meng Shijia is either boasting about Yang song or flattering him with practical actions.

Yang Song had only half a glass of water left in his glass, so he immediately added it.

Yang Song glanced at the floor and immediately said, "brother-in-law, do you think this floor is not clean enough, serious and glossy? Don't worry. I'll wipe it with a little cloth later, and it will definitely shine with diamonds. "

Just as Yang Song was about to sit down, Meng Shijia put a cushion on the chair: "brother in law, please sit down."

This kind of operation made Yang Song dizzy: "do you want a raise?"

"No, brother-in-law, I'm very satisfied with my salary. I don't need to raise my salary."

"So you want pocket money?" Yang Songdao.

Meng Shijia has been a dandy for so many years, not only because he can reincarnate, but also because he has the ability to please others.

He is always able to please his parents and sisters and let them help clean up the black pot.

"Of course not, brother-in-law. How can you think of me like that? I'm just shocked by your heroism. It's amazing! I admire my brother-in-law and want to do something for him to express my admiration. "