Chapter 895

"I wipe, do you have eyes?" The young man with half green on his head yelled: "do you know how much my mobile phone costs?"

His cry can be heard all over the world.

Yang Song ground full of parts, the tone is not calm: "how much?"

One punch into the cotton.

Green hair was so angry: "ten thousand yuan."

"Young man, you just want to steal money. Before you become a professional, you have to pay 10000 yuan for this Shanzhai mobile phone. Don't be afraid of the wind?"

"I don't believe you? I'm a fruit pie cell phone

Meng Shihan pushed Yang Song forward: "you help me stir fry yogurt, I will solve this small matter."

"Good, madam." Yang song goes over and shows Ma Xiaoming the result of his payment.

"Brother pony, you heard me too. My girlfriend wants to eat fried yogurt made by me. Can you do me a favor?" Yang Songdao.

"Yes, I can. I just don't know if my yogurt cart is broken. It seems that I can't fry it." Ma Xiaoming is very embarrassed.

"Never mind. Let me try." At the beginning, Yang Song was also an army pushing snack carts to set up stalls. He knew how to operate these things.

A little check, Yang Song found that the brother forgot to turn on the built-in switch.

Of course, someone may turn off the switch quietly.

Yang Song some operation, yogurt machine start.

Stir fry vegetables to preheat, stir fry yogurt is to need precooling.

Yang song first closed his eyes and thought calmly for a few seconds, then dried his hands and began to clean.

Fried yogurt, in fact, is very simple.

Is to put the yogurt on the yogurt machine fried, fried and thawed, and then Sheng can eat.

Street vendors basically do this, and the taste is not bad. It depends on who is willing to work hard on the raw materials.

The fruits Ma Xiaoming bought are very good, and yogurt is also a good brand.

It's just not good enough. If it's Yang Song, he will make his own yogurt in advance.

Now the conditions don't allow, so we have to make do with it.

Yang song first poured the yogurt on the refrigerator and spread it into a circle.

"It's round!"

Yang Song spread out the circle, like a compass, visible to the naked eye standard.

Taking advantage of the frozen yogurt in these seconds, he quickly took out the pitaya, peeled, sliced and shredded.

You also need to break the banana into mud, spread it evenly on the yogurt, stir it evenly, turn the yogurt cake over, sprinkle the Pitaya and press it gently with a shovel.

Fried yogurt is as charming as red plum and white snow.

Finally, turn off the machine and break the yoghurt that has set.

The shovel is clumsy, but it is flexible like a fish in Yang Song's hand. The pieces of yogurt are very uniform diamond shaped, and each piece is just the size of the entrance.

Yang Song put the yogurt in, put mint leaves on it and fork on it.

"Honey, you can eat it."

"Yes, thank you."

Meng Shihan came forward happily, took the cup and fed it to Yang song first: "it's hard."

"It's not hard." His girlfriend loves him. Yang Song is in a good mood.

"The green hair is gone."

"The boy told me that the mobile phone in his hand was not only fake, but also second-hand. I didn't know where it came from. I gave him 500 yuan and left happily." Mencius' poems contain the Tao.

As for how to explain?

That green Mao was afraid of Yang Song, but he turned to be a great beauty and told him about compensation.

He thought Yang Song had counselled him, but the beauty turned out to be a rouge tiger.

Meng Sihan just smashed a brick in front of him.

Yeah, it's smashed.

"What do you think, sister?" He thought he had been robbed. He didn't even want compensation. He just wanted to run away.

In the end, he could get 500 yuan. Green Mao was so excited that he only spent 300 yuan on the two mobile phones.

"I taught him a lesson. I told him not to pat when he was free. He should learn from the spirit of an example and be a good youth in the new era."

"That's good!"

Two people close to each other share a fried yogurt, envy the side of the single, and non single.

Single dog: this dog food is really good.

Lovers Party: look at their boyfriends or girlfriends.

With Yang Song's demonstration, Ma Xiaoming finally understood what was going on.

"Thank you, brother!" Ma Xiaoming bows to Yang Song excitedly.

Yang Song was startled: "thank you. There's no need to bow to me."

He was afraid of another one crying with his clothes on.

"Well, I won't bow, brother. You are really a God. I've never seen anyone stir fry yogurt so beautifully, and it tastes good!"

Ma Xiaoming picked up some of the rest to eat, and immediately his knowledge of fried yogurt improved several steps: "brother, can you teach me how to fry yogurt?"

Yang Song black line: "why?"

What's good about fried yogurt?

"Because you're delicious, brother. I worked in the ice and snow world before. It's the largest ice cream shop in Los Angeles. I think you're much better than them."

So, he wants to learn.

"It's not so exaggerated. It's actually very simple." Yang Song explained.

Ma Xiaoming insisted: "please, brother, you teach me, I don't study for nothing, I do chores for you, I can do a lot of things, and I can bear hardships very much. I will do whatever you want me to do, as long as I don't break the law and commit crimes."

Yang Song hesitated: "in fact, you may not believe it, I also fried yogurt for the first time today."

"I believe that's the only genius in the world. I have to learn from you."

Ma Xiaoming said, actually knelt down.

"Oh, you don't!" Yang Song went to stop him.

Kuang Kuang, Ma Xiaoming has kowtowed three times to Yang Song: "master, please make sure you teach me how to fry yogurt."

Yang Song, who reached out half of his hand, sighed: I know that I have to guard against these guys who always bow 100 degrees.

I was taken in by the cheap apprentice.

If it's someone else, Yang Song may turn around and go, but Ma Xiaoming reminds him of who he used to be.

Once upon a time, the college student who worked in a pit and had only a gluten baking stall.

In front of him, Ma Xiaoming looks like he was.

"Master, please teach me. I will study hard and try my best to sell yoghurt. The school also urges me to pay for teaching fees."

What a pity.

Yang Songxin a soft, way: "good, I teach you."

"Thank you, master!"

Many years later, Yang Song regretted this night. How did he lose his head?

Ma Xiaoming is very smart, but his practical ability, especially the ability to stir fry yogurt, is really basically zero, even negative.

Yang song can only show him again and again, hand in hand teaching.

By the time Dazhi passed, Yang Song had fried nine pots of yogurt.

"At last, someone ordered the original flavor. This is the simplest. You can see clearly that fried yogurt is actually the same as cooking. I'll give you an example of fried eggs.

When frying an egg, the fire must not be too big. Otherwise, the egg is either old or burnt. You have to use a small fire, and the oil temperature is not suitable for too high. You have to learn to grasp the temperature, which is also called the time, to find out when to spread the yogurt, when to turn it over, and when to cut it into pieces.... "