Chapter 891

Dazhi had a big night in fairyland. No, he had a big dream. He ate all the food he had in Yang Song's store yesterday.

In just a few hours, he ate the same food twice.

Dazhi, who has a golden tongue, usually disdains it. But when he wakes up, he looks at the sunrise in the East and murmurs, "I'm not tired of eating SongGe's food many times."

After murmuring, Dazhi suddenly stood up, jumped on the balcony, stepped on the guardrail and yelled at the sun: "I'm going to eat SongGe's food! My Chinese food is broad and profound, has a long history, and will last forever

Dazhi ran, had breakfast and lunch, and then called them out.

On the way here, these people are not happy.

"How do you come to this kind of food street? Old and old. "

"Is the sanitation here up to standard?"

"Dazhi, if the food you find this time can't satisfy us, you may not be able to find food with us any more."

These three bastards are isolated. They want to drive ambition out of the ultimate taste.

"No problem!" Dazhi believes in Yang Song.

Fat Wei smiles at Xiaojian and Qiangzi.

It was originally four people fighting for leadership, but today it will be three.

There are not many chairs. The fewer people who rob, the better.

It is the so-called radish green vegetables have their own love.

Pang Wei and others have already made up their mind. When they get to the place later, they just have to find out if they have any problems.

Chinese cuisine is still not up to date. They all have a picky tongue. They are good at picky taste and picky.

From afar, when they saw the hundred Phoenix Pavilion and the carved Yang Song sitting in front of the table, they started.

"He's making a fool of himself by carving with a kitchen knife!"

"Chefs in China always don't know how to be flexible. They have more convenient Western food knives to use, but they just take a kitchen knife. It's ridiculous and stupid."

"Is there a drugstore nearby? I think he needs a first aid kit."

Ambition does not speak on the surface, but at the bottom of my heart is sneering: a group of cute stupid people.

Yang song can bake 100 bamboo mice at the same time. Each bamboo mouse can be evenly divided into five pieces of meat by pressing it with chopsticks.

This is not only the ability to control the heat, but also the poor knife work.

Dazhi was surprised to see Yang Song carving with such a small tomato for the first time, but he was full of confidence in Yang Song.

The four of them approached slowly.

Yang Song was surrounded by children.

Dazhi and others stood not far or near to observe.

Yang song just carved one, and without looking at it, he threw it into his mouth and ate it.

It's not a success, as you can see.

This is Pang Wei.

Xiaojian takes a look at ambition, and Qiangzi is very proud.

Yang song seems to have heard nothing. He quickly takes another small tomato and looks at it in the palm of his hand. He raises his knife to carve.

He was very serious, but he was not so careful with every knife he fell, at least it seemed so.

Yang song does not seem to know that he is holding a big kitchen knife, and Wang goes to the small tomato at his fingertips to cut it. In fact, it is a very dangerous thing.

He looks casual.

The edge of the knife fell on the red pulp, and from time to time, it haunted his finger pulp.

The onlookers were thrilled, but Yang Song didn't care.

Fat Wei looked at it and even hoped that Yang song would cut off a piece of flesh and blood to fight against ambition.

"Why did he close his eyes?"

Yang song seems to be helping fat Wei.

"Ho ho..." Pang Wei grinned: "Da Zhi, is that what you call a master chef? He's really a master of art and bold. "

Dazhi is green and ignores others. He is worried about Yang Song.

After all, it's such a big kitchen knife.

Yang Song is still very relaxed: "well, look at this beautiful flower?"

He closed his eyes and handed it back. Meng Shihan reached for it.

"More and more beautiful, this one is the most beautiful!"

Praised by his girlfriend sincerely, Yang Song was naturally very happy: "then I'll carve a few more."

"Can you keep your eyes open?" Meng Shihan was a little worried.

"It's OK. I'm just a little tired. I want to open and close my eyes. In fact, the effect is almost the same." Yang Song told the truth and scared the people beside him.

No one dares to say that.

Yang Song took a small tomato again and went down with a few knives, skillfully, quickly and easily.

Under the golden sun, the red flesh is like petals, blooming layer upon layer. It's really a beautiful flower.

Yang Song opened his eyes and carved a few flowers, which were still the same beautiful flowers.

"I said it was all the same."

He simply let his eyes rest and cut with his eyes closed.

Half an hour later, there was no tomato left in a basket.

"Well, take a break."

Meng Shihan came out of Baifeng Pavilion and carried a large plate of small tomatoes on a transparent glass plate. To be exact, it was a large plate of red and gorgeous roses.

"Do you like it?" Yang Song asked intentionally, "I made it for you."

Women don't love flowers.

"I like it." Meng Shihan said sweetly, "how can I find such a capable boyfriend?"

Yang Song was even more happy, just like eating honey.

Thinking of honey, Yang song suddenly said, "do you want to eat sugar gourd? I'll cook it for you. "

Although the sun is not as big as at noon, it is still hot. Thinking of the sweet and sour taste of Tanghulu, Meng Shihan's eyes are bright: "want to eat it!"

"Good!" Yang Song ran back to the kitchen in a hurry and ran out again soon, followed by Meng Shijia and Shen Huaizhao.

"We'll have sugar gourd, too."

Two people hold fruit of hold fruit, carry pot of carry pot, Yang Song relaxed, empty handed out.

"We have to eat, and we have to do our best!"

Do sugar gourd, can not do without hawthorn, there is a system in Yangsong has the freshest shanlihong.

Making sugar gourd is actually very simple, but it is not so easy to make delicious.

Put the maltose and water into the pot. Bring to a boil over low heat. Keep stirring.

This process is actually very boring.

"You go back and have a rest. I'll call you when you're ready." Yang Song enjoyed it.

"No, we're not tired." Meng Shijia refused.

Shen Huaizhao also disagreed.

Meng Shijia would refuse because he was worried that he would miss the delicious food.

He is very clear that in Baifeng Pavilion and Yang Song, he is the young master of the Meng family, and his future brother-in-law has no weight.

Shen Huaizhao is a hero of baifengge and has deep revolutionary feelings with Yang Song.

Let alone Meng Shihan, who is Yang Song's other half.

Not to mention Chen Ming, this is Yang Song's number one fan.

In order to eat more delicious food, Meng Shijia must let his brother-in-law see his sincerity.

Boiling sugar, for others to do, they will never be interested in watching, but that person changed to Yang Song.

"That must be seen!"