Super Chef Tycoon

Chapter 1094 Don't make a fuss

Because of the biscuits, everyone temporarily forgot what Yang Song said about reducing the opening time of the store.

The main reason is that this leaf biscuit is really delicious.

Salty, sweet and crispy, it also tastes like mint, crunchy with every bite.

"My brother-in-law said that there are nine kinds of vegetables, but I only found mint and onions. What did you find?"

Shen Huaizhao and Meng Shihan ate very seriously.

"Carrots, potatoes, and tomatoes!" This is Shen Huaizhao.

"It smells like scallion oil. There should be green bamboo scallions in it. Besides, I can vaguely taste the smell of spinach."

Otherwise, they can't eat it.

Eight kinds were mentioned, and there was one more.

Yang Song frowned suddenly: "I'm sorry, I'll say less, but it's actually ten kinds of vegetables."

Two more.

Chen Ming's video call came back again.

"You guys are eating biscuits behind my back again!"

"Don't hide, it's useless to hide, I've seen it!"

"Little biscuits in the shape of leaves, so cute. Meng Shijia, you beast, eat slowly, you have eaten breakfast, don't be reincarnated like a starving ghost!"

"Brother Song, dear Brother Song, please send me some biscuits. I can call someone in the same city for a very fast speed, or I can ask our driver to pick them up, and you can tell them to eat slowly."

Chen Ming was about to cry again.

The richest man's son didn't cry when he was kidnapped, but he cried when he couldn't eat pig soup and biscuits.

Yang Song: "You are a bit promising, just a few small biscuits. It is also the first time I bake them, so they may not be delicious."

Chen Ming wiped his face: "Brother Song, you still don't know yourself. How could the biscuits you baked be bad?"

Meng Shijia ate so much, and although Meng Shihan and Shen Huaizhao wanted to maintain the dignity of the beauty in front of Yang Song, they were not slow to speak.

Yang Song: "Wait until it cools down."

If the biscuits are not cooled, they cannot be packaged, which will affect the taste.

"It's gone when it's cold." Chen Ming hugged the tablet and wished he could pass through the screen.

"Meng Shijia, eat less. If you eat too many biscuits, you will accumulate food easily, and you won't grow tall!" The tone was heartbroken.

Yang Song: "No, I bake this biscuit in a unique way, which is convenient for jokes and won't accumulate food."

"You two beauties, eat too many biscuits and get fat. One biscuit is one catty fatter."

All roads lead to Rome, and there is more than one way to persuade biscuits.

Yang Song said again: "Not to mention, this is a healthy biscuit, you won't gain weight after eating it, it's my first time baking biscuits, how could I make such a mistake?"

Old Versailles.

Chen Ming's road was completely blocked.

"Brother Song, save the biscuits." He almost couldn't even eat the scum.

Yang Song said instead: "You should take good care of your body, biscuits or something, after all, they are snacks, eat less."

Best not to eat it.

Chen Ming felt aggrieved, the lion looking like he couldn't eat the biscuits was so cute.

Who would have thought that one day, what would stump the son of the richest man would not be small goals, brothers fighting each other, but small biscuits.

Yang Song grabbed people again and asked:
"Daughter-in-law, what do you think of this biscuit? Is there any improvement?"

"Huai Zhao, speak out boldly, this little biscuit must have many flaws, you can just say seven or eight of them."

"Little brother, you have eaten a lot of biscuits. Come and write a short composition for your brother-in-law. It's called eating biscuits. It doesn't need to be too many, just [-] words. Remember to be concise. If you want to write more, just be sure to say it." If there is something, dare to water, Baifeng Pavilion will no longer have your place in the future."

Yang Song sent notebooks and pens to each of them.

"Hurry up and write, you're welcome." Yang Song was very excited: "I want to absorb your opinions and improve the biscuits."

"I had never made cookies before, and I just realized that baking cookies is so much fun."

"The principles of baking biscuits and skewers are actually similar, and I have regained my original intention."

Yang Song didn't do anything else, just stared at them in the yard.

If he held another pointer in his hand, he would be almost the same as the dean of academic affairs.

"Why don't you write?" Yang Song said.

"Are you embarrassed to write it in front of me?" Yang Song is very understanding and magnanimous: "It's okay, don't worry about writing, the first time I baked biscuits is not good, there are many shortcomings, I have some mental preparations, don't worry about writing it .”

"Which one of you writes the best, I have a reward."

It's still tempting.

"Have you ever eaten Shenyang chicken rack?" Yang Song's voice was like that of a villain holding candy to coax children.

"Fried chicken racks, mixed chicken racks, grilled chicken racks, roasted chicken racks, haven't you tried it?"

"I haven't eaten." Across the screen, Chen Ming's voice of swallowing his saliva could overwhelm the other three people in the yard.

"Brother Song, I smell the aroma, are you baking biscuits?" Gu Baiwei, as a temporary non-staff member of Baifeng Pavilion, has the right to enter and leave Baifeng Pavilion freely.

When I entered the door, I saw the exquisite leaf biscuits, and my eyes lit up.

"Sure enough, it's a biscuit, as expected of a biscuit, I smell..." Gu Baiwei managed to get ashore like a drowned man.

"I smell potatoes, tomatoes, mint, carrots, spinach, onions, and a very unique smell of shallots. It's strange that I've never smelled this kind of scallion oil."

"It's green bamboo scallions." Yang Song took out a small plate from behind, and there were two knots of green bamboo scallions on it.

Gu Baiwei seemed to be struck by lightning: "This is the legendary green bamboo onion? It is really the legendary green bamboo onion. I just heard about it from the old man. I thought it was just a legend. I didn't expect this kind of green onion to exist. onion."

He was holding the plate, as if he was holding a courtyard house within the second ring road of the capital.

"It is said that green bamboo scallions are the best of all onions. The scallion juice is as abundant as fruit juice. The onion's spiciness is enhanced by the fragrance and sweetness, which can enhance the sense of taste. Even people who have lost their sense of taste can recover immediately after eating it."

Yang Song is very calm, very calm, and very ordinary: "It's not a legend, green bamboo and spring onion can indeed heal the sense of taste."

Not only delicious, but also has amazing medicinal value.

He still can't believe it, but this onion is so beautiful, and it smells so good.

Gu Baiwei is in the capital, have you seen any good variety of green onions in these years?
Many foreign chefs showed off in front of him with the onions specially cultivated in their countries.

Chef Gu showed disdain at the beginning, but he still wanted it in his heart.

He spent a lot of money to buy fine varieties of shallots from all over the world, and admits that some of them are really good.

But now, Chef Gu thinks: What the hell, what onions are you selling to Chef Ben?Compared with green bamboo and green onion, it should be fed to pigs.

Yang Song said: "Don't just smell it, you can taste it. Green bamboo spring onion is actually a kind of fruit under certain circumstances, and it's delicious."

Chef Gu raised his hand, then retracted it.

"What's the matter? Don't you like to eat it?" Yang Song was a little surprised, Gu Baiwei didn't look like he didn't like onions.

He made pig soup in the morning, and he even enjoyed the chives from the mountain spring.

"No." Gu Baiwei shook his head, very serious: "Brother Song, I think I have to take a bath, change my clothes, smoke some incense, and pray to the world before I come to taste green bamboo onions."

He just came back from the outside now, he is disheveled, and he is not worthy of eating the legendary onion.

Yang Song: "Do you want to fast for another three days?"

(End of this chapter)