Chapter 892

"I don't know why. Every time I see brother song cooking, he is cutting Chinese cabbage. I think he is practicing some peerless martial arts."

"Yes, like tai chi, the simplest moves are extremely mysterious."

"Me too. I can't move my eyes."

I don't know how to watch the crowd, but I know how to watch the door.

Like Dazhi and pangwei, they take them very seriously.

"As like as two peas, each time he stirs up the syrup, the force is exactly the same, even the spoon is the same in the radian and angle.

"It's been 679 turns. How did he do it?"

"The key is that his hands are still steady."

"Ladies and gentlemen, I've just searched. It seems that this brother knows how to solve problems."

"Isn't that door magic lost long ago?"

……

There are thousands of threads in syrup.

Yang Song satisfied with the pre string good fruit circle dipped in sugar juice, and finally on the board hard a knock, sugar gourd skin knot beautiful sugar flowers, crystal clear.

Maltose contact with the air quickly hardened, Yang song fan a few times, said: "can eat."

Meng Shihan got the first string, red as agate small tomato flowers, after hot sugar juice, flowers bloom more brilliant.

Take a bite.

Gudong, Gudong

The sound of swallowing all over the floor.

Yang Song then looked away from his girlfriend's lips, and found that he was surrounded by a group of young people.

"It's like I was there when I started carving."

"Today's children really have perseverance."

A little girl with a sheep's horn braid, puffing her cheeks, was surprised: "brother Yang Song is so powerful!"

Call him brother, Yang Songle: now children really have vision.

"Children, do you want to eat sugar gourd?"

"Yes Children's voices resound through the world.

"Well, I'll share it with you."

A person a string, small tomato flower sugar gourd quickly divided.

Yang Song began to carve strawberry flowers, grapes, bananas, kiwifruit, pitaya, and made a variety of sugar gourds.

Except for the internal staff of baifengge, only for children.

"Thank you, brother Yang Song!"

"Brother Yang Song is so nice!"

"The most handsome man!"

Yang Song: today's children don't like to tell the truth.

He was worried that more people would be attracted later, and he was very fast.

Awesome is the knife, no matter whether it is a small tomato, or a banana, a strawberry, a grape, he is quick and accurate in his knives. He knows that he is playing a kitchen knife, and he does not know that he still thinks it is embroidered.

Yang Song also warned the children: "you are not allowed to play with kitchen knives."

"We won't go into the kitchen by ourselves!"

"Good boy!"

"It's got to be taken by adults. Don't eat from strangers."

"We know that we only eat what brother Yang Song gave us."

"Good boy

Yang Song almost finished delivering the sugar gourd and found his ambition: "Oh, brother, it's you. Do you want to eat the sugar gourd? It's just the last one. "

"Eat, thank song Ge, song Ge is powerful!"

In this way, Dazhi took the last bunch of strawberries and shanlihong sugar gourd, devoutly bit down a big strawberry.

"Sour and sweet, sweet before sour, sweet in acid, taste quite wonderful."

Fat Wei and they were going to hold back. After all, they couldn't compete with the children.

However, looking at Dazhi eating so intoxicated.

"Brother, is your sugar gourd delicious?"

"Delicious Dazhi's eating is so loud that he doesn't make a sound when he eats. Now he makes a sound to prove how delicious the sugar gourd is.

"Crisp or not?"

"Crisp." Dazhi just took a bite of shanlihong: "it's sour and sweet. It's a special appetizer. This sugar gourd is really good for four seasons."

The implication is so obvious, but the other party doesn't accept it at all.

Three down five divided by two, leaving only the last strawberry.

"I can't bear to eat it."

Originally depressed, Pang Wei raised his head: "I can help..."

Before he finished, Dazhi took the last strawberry in his mouth and killed it.

"You

"What's the matter with me?"

Pang Wei is very angry. In fact, he still likes Chinese snacks.

From the Song Dynasty to now, sugar gourd has its unique charm.

Fat Wei fell in love after eating once in Kyoto. He thought he couldn't get authentic food in Los Angeles.

However, Yang Song made sugar gourd, so beautiful, but also with strands of fragrance.

It must be delicious.

"Boss Yang, can you make some more sugar gourds? We pay for it. " Pang Wei launched a money offensive.

"Sorry, it's not on the menu. It can't be sold." Yang Songdao.

He always felt that his sugar gourd was not home yet.

"I'm willing to double the price!" Fat Wei thought, it's just a small restaurant in the food street. As long as the money is in place, everything else is OK.

"Sugar gourd is not on the menu, there is no price." Yang Song said again.

This guy's poor at understanding.

"Why not on the menu?" Pang Wei thinks Yang Song is deliberately looking for trouble.

"It's almost delicious. It's not on the menu." Yang Song said and went in.

Those who eat and those who don't eat sugar gourd are black faced: we think you're joking.

Pang Wei asked Dazhi, "what's the taste like?"

"It's delicious. It's no worse than we ate in Kyoto. I think it's even better." Great ambition.

Pang Wei is confused, along with Qiang Zi and Xiao Jian.

"Three, do you want to taste this string of sugar gourd?" Meng Shijia held up half a bunch of sugar gourd to show off in front of them.

Half a bunch, let them eat the rest of him?

"Only half a bunch. I'm only going to buy you three. Do you want to buy them or not?" Meng Shijia said.

The red sugar gourd waved in front of them.

"How much is it?"

"A hundred dollars a piece!"

Bah, profiteer!

Fat Wei is not short of money, but he doesn't like to be a fool.

"You're fooling us."

"No Meng Shijia said: "I'm a young master in the capital. I grew up eating sugar gourd in the capital. My brother-in-law's sugar gourd is more delicious than that in the capital. If you don't try it, you won't have this shop after this village."

He also speaks Mandarin with Beijing accent.

"Why don't we try?"

"It's not expensive anyway."

"You have a point. Take the money."

In this way, they spent 300 yuan to buy three sugar gourds.

Meng Shijia received only three pieces of cash. He counted them several times, as if he had taken 30 million.

When the rich second generation of a dandy has tasted the taste of poverty, if he wants to spend money, he has to learn how to make money and become easily satisfied.

"How's it going? Three? Is it delicious? Are you interested in buying some more? I still have it here. The quantity is limited. If you want to buy it, please hurry up! "