Super Chef Tycoon

Chapter 1093 God-like plot
"Chen Ming, you changed the camera to color for me, who told you to change it to black and white?" Yang Song was convinced.

"I'm just mixing batter, why are you being sacrificed?"

The people under him are getting less and less smart.

"No, Brother Song, this is a misunderstanding, a hand mistake, accidentally clicking black and white, passers-by are really making a fuss." Chen Ming explained.

Meng Shihan was also speechless.

"There are too many dramas for passers-by."

"The way we are today, it really looks like something happened to Brother Ming."

The most obvious evidence is that Chen Ming did not appear in Baifeng Pavilion the next day.

"Baifeng Pavilion released a new breakfast this morning. Brother Xiaoming didn't come, so many people asked me what was going on."

As we all know, Chen Ming is Yang Song's die-hard fan, true love fan, and even a brain-dead fan.

It would have been shocking if a meal didn't show up.

What's more, it didn't show up when there was a new breakfast.

The breakfast in Baifeng Pavilion has always been eaten today, and it may not be available tomorrow.

"What? What's going on? New breakfast! I heard about the new breakfast. What is the new breakfast? Brother Song, have I never had it?"

Chen Ming was misunderstood and hung up, but he was not so sad.

"Brother Song, you are so cruel. I just escaped from those cruel guys. You actually made a new breakfast behind my back, and what's more, you didn't give it to me."

"And you, we agreed to be united and friendly colleagues for the rest of our lives, yet no one of you told me that Brother Song has a new breakfast."

Simply inexcusable.

"I'll ask you one last time, did you save some for me?"

The grief and indignation in Chen Ming's tone was no less than that of an infatuated heroine who was abandoned by a scumbag.

Gu Baiwei came back: "No, there is a big discount in the store today. Every diner can have another bowl for free. Everyone eats very cleanly."

As he said, he rushed to Yang Song, his eyes couldn't hide his excitement: "Brother Song, I really didn't expect that pig soup, a street food in Shanxi, could be made so authentic and delicious. I went out to find several Shanxi dishes. The diners made return visits and suggested that they all said that after eating your pig soup, they felt like they were back in their hometown.”

It can be said that it was very successful.

"Many diners are asking if they can make pork soup again tomorrow. Many people want to eat it again. More people missed it today and want to eat it tomorrow. Those Shanxi people are already in the hometown group. It’s publicized, and many people want to drag their families to eat pork soup.”

Yang Song is also very satisfied: "Pig soup is a local snack that is active on the roadside in Changzhi County, Shanxi. It is very convenient and affordable. It saves time for diners and provides energy for the body in the shortest time. , the flavor is wonderful, and it is loved by many diners.”

Milky white soup, affordable pork miscellaneous ingredients, plus crispy outside and soft inside.

Yang Song made up his mind to make pig soup the first time he saw it.

Ordinary pig soup is really delicious, but you can't drink too much, it's easy to get high.

Yang Song can effectively avoid this situation by using the ingredients provided by the system.

In addition, the pigs provided by the system are fragrant pigs produced by the mountains and rivers. My favorite food every day is the bamboo shoots from the mountains, and I will go fishing in the pool by myself.

Eat purely natural, live in a place where the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and occasionally you will be attracted by the sound of music to watch the sunrise on the top of the mountain.

As a pig's life, it can be said to be very happy.

Happy pigs are used to make pig soup, and the taste is naturally wonderful.

Some people were posting selfies after eating the pork soup.

"Wow, Brother Song cooked the pig soup for all of us. After eating it, it will beautify the skin. The wrinkles on my face are not obvious!"

"My complexion is much better and my skin feels smoother and more hydrated."

"I just came back from a business trip. I felt sleepy all the time and couldn't wake up. I managed to drink the pig soup cooked by Brother Song with my last breath. I declare that Sailor Moon is resurrected in place!"

"Full of energy, I can still work on the computer for 500 years!"

"Come on in the marathon, I will never lose the chain this time!"

……

Chen Ming brushed through the rumors on the Internet one by one, his heart was sour and astringent, and he wanted to cry.

"Mom and Dad, you let me out, I have to go to Brother Song, he can't stop me from drinking pig soup, I'm still injured, I need to make up for it."

Chen Dahai and his wife asked the kitchen to bring their son a small bowl of pork soup and shortbread.

Smelling this smell, so different, Chen Ming knew it was Yang Song's handicraft.

"Sure enough, Brother Song hasn't forgotten me."

Chen Ming took a sip of the soup very knowledgeably, the milky white thick soup was smooth and moist, as if the hand of spring was soothing his wounded heart.

"It turns out that this is the milky white soup that Brother Song often talks about. It is different from clear soup. It has a thicker taste. It is not as refreshing as clear soup, but it is more fragrant and delicious. How can it be so delicious?"

Chen Ming took a bite of the soup with meat: "Is this chopped green onion wrong? Brother Song has never cut the chopped green onion so finely and evenly when making broth."

"Why is this bowl of pig soup served in such a small bowl? Brother Song understands my appetite, why is it still half a bowl?"

"The shortbread is not right either, this is not Songge's shortbread at all, it is a pirated copy!"

Yang Song and the others saw and heard clearly through the camera.

That's right, Yang Song understood Chen Ming's appetite, and it was absolutely impossible to give him a smaller bowl.

He didn't understand the appetite of Chen Dahai and his wife.

"I sent six bowls of pig soup." Yang Song was very thoughtful, and it was impossible not to prepare for the elders of Chen's parents.

"Mom and Dad, is it you two? It must be you! I'm your only son, how can you do this to me?"

"If you drink it, you can drink it secretly. Anyway, leave me a whole bowl? There are also shortbreads. Don't think that I can't eat them. This is made by the chef at home, and it's not made by Brother Song. Brother Song makes shortbreads. I’ve never smacked sesame seeds like that.”

Chen Ming's heart was broken.

"I want to go out, I want to go back to Baifeng Pavilion, you let me out!"

He is going to find Yang Song for dinner.

Yang Song silently hung up the video call.

"I know you have a lot of questions, so put them down and try the biscuits I baked first." Yang Song said, "This is the first time I have baked biscuits."

Jansson has already baked the first batch.

"The taste may not be good, please give me your opinion."

The drawer is full of leaf-shaped biscuits, exquisite, beautiful and small, and the bright burnt yellow looks very attractive in the sun.

"This is a vegetable biscuit, which contains nine kinds of vegetables, so I specially made it in the shape of leaves, which looks more cute."

There is another reason why Yang Song would do this:
"Many diners have recently complained that they lack vitamins and need supplements. We have a lot of vegetarian dishes in our store, but they still can't resist ordering meat dishes. How can we supplement vitamins?"

In fact, it’s not that many diners in Baifeng Pavilion don’t order vegetarian dishes, the main reason is that it’s not easy for them to get the tickets through the [-]-meter sprint. You let them use the leisurely stomach space to eat vegetarian?
How can it be?

(End of this chapter)