Chapter 896

Yang Songjiao is very serious. There is no time when he is not serious about food.

Ma Xiaoming also studies very seriously.

But, yes, there is.

Ma Xiaoming just can't learn.

Yang Song's hand in hand teaching, Ma Xiaoming is able to stir fry a ball of dry or wet things out, or simply stir fry yogurt into ice, can't pick up.

Dazhi bought a pineapple stir fried yogurt, and after eating it, he bought another orange stir fried yogurt. When he finished eating it and wanted to buy it again, Yang Song stopped him: "don't eat it. It's not good to eat too much ice. Be careful with your stomach."

Ma Xiaoming broke another one.

Yang Song sold all night's stir fried yoghurt, and all the ingredients were used up. Ma Xiaoming finally stir fried a yoghurt that was no longer dry and half mixed.

This is a fried yogurt with watermelon.

"You tell me, why do you add watermelon skin in it?" Yang Song had a taste, but it was hard to say.

How many times has this happened?

Ma Xiaoming quickly also tasted, not only the watermelon skin, but also the broken watermelon seeds.

Watermelon fried yogurt, is to first squeeze the watermelon juice, and then mixed into the yogurt with fried, fried out of the color is light red, beautiful and delicious.

However, it absolutely does not include the watermelon skin and seeds.

This bowl of fried yogurt tastes like chewing dirt.

Yang Song gave up: "Xiao Ming, are you interested in changing your career?"

This job is not for you.

Ma Xiaoming is very firm: "master, don't worry, I know failure is the mother of success, I will work hard, today I have learned to use yogurt machine."

Yang Song: there are few switches. What's the pride in it?

Ma Xiaoming: "master, you also believe that I can, right?"

Young people's enthusiasm.

Yang Song didn't believe it and couldn't bear it. He could only say, "yes."

"A week, just a week, you try again, if still can't, I teach you to bake gluten, also can make money to pay tuition."

"No, master. I'll be able to stir fry yogurt in a week, even if it's just plain."

He has a lot of self-knowledge.

"Then you go back to school early to have a rest. Don't delay your homework. Come back tomorrow evening and I'll teach you again."

"Well, thank you, master!"

Ma Xiaoming left. Dazhi came and asked, "brother song, why didn't you just refuse him?"

The business hours of baifengge have always been very fixed. Yang Song is very busy every day. In the evening, he has to find time to teach Ma Xiaoming how to stir fry yogurt.

It's like parents go to work all day, go home from work, and help their children with homework.

It's really hard.

"Can't beat the enthusiasm of young people," Yang Song said, looking up and moving his neck: "he learned at least twenty-seven times, but he didn't learn it, but he was not discouraged at all. Instead, he always praised my fried yogurt. He really likes fried yogurt, and let me catch up with him, so teach."

Anyway, it's just a week. I'll bite my teeth and think about the days of liberation a week later. I can still pass.

Chatting, Yang Song found that Dazhi bought a lot of beef balls.

"Brother song, this beef ball is very delicious. It's all made by hand. It's a special q-ball. I'll take it home and try it for my father." Great ambition.

"It's nice to look at the shape." Yang Song's occupational disease.

"It's frozen, brother song. If you are interested, you can go to their store and have a look. It's better to eat the fresh ones." Dazhi saw that Yang Song was interested, so he said the address specially.

They talked for a while before they separated.

Sure enough, the next day, Yang Song got up early to run, so he specially changed the route and went to the beef restaurant to eat hand made beef balls.

The store is also very interesting. It's open from morning till evening.

Hand made beef balls are the specialty of their family.

In the morning, countless people came to eat beef ball soup and beef soup.

Yang Song naturally went in and ordered a bowl of meatball soup.

"Little brother, this beef meatball soup can't be eaten alone. You have to buy a pancake to go with it. One mouthful of meatball, one mouthful of soup, and one mouthful of butter pancake." An old man with a bird cage, seeing that Yang Song was a new comer, specially introduced him.

"Well, thank you." Yang Song was advised and asked for another pastry.

After eating, Yang Song found that the shortbread was actually made of soybean oil. It tasted very special. It was not greasy with beef balls. It also had the fragrance of soybean.

"It's delicious

He liked the meatballs very much, and even watched the master beat the beef balls himself.

"It's wonderful."

Yang song suddenly burst of inspiration, all the way back, bright open posture, want to do beef balls.

"Honey, is there not enough time to make beef balls now?" Meng Shihan stopped him.

After all, it takes at least two hours to prepare from beating mashed meat to finally making beef balls.

What's more, there is no beef bone soup in their shop.

If you want to make a good bowl of meatball soup, you can't do without beef bone stewed clear soup as topping.

"Yes, I didn't think of it." Yang Song was inspired. He wanted to make beef balls, but he didn't think of anything else.

"This morning, let's make omelets. Later, I'm making beef balls. Xiao Han, you don't know, I suddenly think of Xingye. Didn't he play God of food? At that time, I thought that one day I would be able to eat real pee balls, but I never had the chance. " Yang Songdao.

When I was young, some thoughts were drowned in the triviality of years.

Now being picked up again, Yang Song is as excited as a hairy boy.

So, the guests who came to the store today found that:

"Brother song is very happy this morning."

"What happened?"

"Do you have a girlfriend?"

"We have no chance. We are sad."

"What do you think? Brother song has a girlfriend for a long time, and didn't see our goddess Mengda always there?"

"Then why on earth is he so happy?"

……

Yang Song holding a small brush, constantly spread pancakes, hands dexterous as flying, for a while an egg.

Egg pancakes are common, but every egg pancake with double yellow eggs is not so common.

Every time Yang Song knocked an egg, it was double yellow. The pancakes he spread out were thin enough to make people feel good.

Coupled with double yellow eggs, everyone can't help feeling: I'm a lucky guy.

Egg pancake, wipe sauce, put pickle granules and green pepper, put lettuce leaves, plus fried crisp fruit, fold, cut into two and hand it out, then add rice wine egg soup, or mung bean Lily soup.

Every bite is the best enjoyment of the morning.

"It's delicious."

"The right way to open it every morning is omelet."

"It has to be done by SongGe."

……

At the end of breakfast, Yang Song did not go out again, but took a bath and changed his clothes.

"I'm going to make pee balls!"