Super Chef Tycoon

Chapter 1100 This is Free

Yang Song obviously found that the styles of the eastern and western canteens are completely different.

If the East Canteen is not delicious, it is not delicious. After all, it still tastes like Yangjian.

In addition to the taste of the yang world, the western canteen is more of the underworld.

Yang Song looked at it, and couldn't help but have deep doubts: "How did I survive and thrive in such a cafeteria?" '

Spicy eyes, spicy taste, even the soul hurts.

Yang Song didn't intend for everyone to be taught, no matter where there are scumbags.

On the second day, those who did not take the initiative to participate in the training, Yang Song gave up directly.

He doesn't charge money for teaching anymore, what else do these people want?
Going to Luo University to train restaurant chefs, Baifeng Pavilion can only temporarily give up the noon business.

The diners soon knew the reason, and expressed their understanding of the heartache.

"Tomorrow happens to be the weekend, how about we drop by Luo University?"

"Let's eat in the school cafeteria by the way, and reminisce about the past."

"Makes sense!"

Such a happy decision.

"Shall we go together at noon tomorrow?"

"Okay, what time is it?"

"How about meeting at the east gate of the university at eleven o'clock?"

"make a deal!"

Ashikaga Kenjiro also knew, and Nozawa Kazuo followed closely.

They also met in the morning at Luo University.

The kind of encounter that happened on a narrow road.

"What are you doing here?" Ashikaga Kenjiro asked.

"Walking, morning exercise." Kazuo Nozawa flexed his wrists to prove what he said was true.

"Hehe, the training ground is behind you, this is the way to the cafeteria." Ashikaga Kenjiro still didn't like the Nozawa family very much.

Hypocritical liar!
"Well, after exercising, let's go to the restaurant to have something to eat."

How natural?
"What are you doing here?" Kazuo Nozawa deserved to be Jiang.

"Me!" Ashikaga Kenjiro stared at the old man opposite, suddenly sneered, and said, "I'm here to find Brother Song!"

He is absolutely not hypocritical.

"What are you looking for with Yang Song?" Kazuo Nozawa still looked like a senior.

"What's the matter with you? There's also a breakfast shop at the gate of the school, you go there to eat."

"No, I'll go to the East Restaurant."

Yang Song is in the East Restaurant.

He steamed new steamed buns this morning, and cooked peanut porridge and sour plum soup, and handed them directly to Shen Huaizhao and Meng Shihan for sale.

I went to Luoda University and pointed out several breakfast windows on the spot.

"Breakfast is the most significant sign that everyone starts a new day. You must pay attention to it. Your breakfast is very skillful, and practice makes perfect. This is very good. The short board is also obvious, that is, the requirements for ingredients are too low. There is nothing to pursue the taste."

Yang Song also drew their bills.

Some people are still unconvinced.

"We are a cafeteria in the university. We have a small capital and little profit, and we can't afford any good ingredients."

"Students come to buy it every day, and no one says anything."

Yang Song had already expected the other party's psychology.

"Students come to buy it every day, and the number of people coming every day is decreasing. Don't you find that there are more and more buns left? I guess you have steamed a lot less than before."

They stopped talking, and the students who came to eat were getting better and better, and half of the steamers were sold.

Other restaurants have raised their prices in line with the rise in prices. They dare not raise prices, and have to lower prices if they can't sell out at night.

Yang Song looked through their purchase list again: "At this price, you should buy better ingredients here, at least two specifications higher than what you are buying now."

The people in the cafeteria were embarrassed: "Impossible, right? Chef Yang, don't fool us."

"The price is no problem. We went to the market to inquire, and the wholesale prices given to us by vegetable vendors are all cheaper."

Yang Song was helpless: "Although this is not a suburb, it is also close to the suburbs. There are vegetable bases and vegetable gardens outside the city. If you transport them to the university to buy vegetables, you can save postage and save time. You are a long-term A large number of customers belong to the favorite customers of vegetable farmers and vegetable merchants, and they are simply VIPs."

"Obviously you are a VIP, the treatment you enjoy, no, you don't enjoy the treatment at all."

Under the sluggish eyes of the people in the cafeteria, Yang Song dropped the heavy hammer.

"You have been hacked, and you have been hacked miserably. You bought poor ingredients at such an expensive price."

Yang Song said with emotion: "A group of simple people. '

"As long as the demand is not particularly large, try not to order vegetables from vegetable vendors for a long time, and enter into long-term cooperative relationships with two to three vegetable farmers."

Vegetable farmers are mostly more honest than vegetable vendors, and their prices are definitely lower than those of vegetable vendors.

With a long-term customer like the university cafeteria, the vegetable farmer knows that there is more than one supplier, so he will definitely not send too bad ingredients.

Yang Song called Wen Jiu, and he drove a tricycle right away.

"Don't worry, Brother Song said hello, and I will definitely give you the most quality and cheap dishes."

"Come on, take a look. If our prices are calculated as a whole, you can save 120, [-], [-] cents a day." Wen Jiu opened the list: "In the afternoon, when the vegetable farmers deliver the vegetables, you can take a look at the situation before you decide to buy more." No, if you are not satisfied with the food, I will have someone take it away immediately."

Wen Jiu has a very wide network of contacts in this area. In Los Angeles, there are no vegetable dealers and vegetable farmers that he does not know.

What kind of vegetables are grown in the vegetable garden that is operated by the outside world, how do they grow, what kind of vegetable farmers are like, and the warm wine is very clear.

He dared to promise: "Pay if you are satisfied, and don't charge if you are not satisfied."

Forgot to explain, Wen Jiu is the owner of Xiangyang Vegetable Market.

Yang Song only found out today.

As expected of a customer of his Baifeng Pavilion, he is indeed a man standing at the pinnacle of every field.

When Yang Song got a call, he called Wen Jiu.

Warm wine is interesting enough.

Yang Song felt that he had to prepare something: "Have you eaten? Are you hungry?"

It's past breakfast time now, Wen Jiu had eaten steamed buns and peanut soup at Baifeng Pavilion.

"I ate some, and I'm hungry again. I'm exhausted." Wen Jiu smiled sincerely.

Yang Song looked at the ingredients at hand: "There are no special ingredients, how about making you an egg-filled pancake?"

"Thank you, Brother Song! I like egg-filled pancakes the most!"

Huh, man.

The diners who ate with Wen Jiu at Baifeng Pavilion today heard it. This guy clearly said that he likes buns for breakfast the most.

And, although it was the first time for him to drink peanut soup today, he found that he really likes to drink peanut soup.

Peanut soup and buns really go well together.

A man's mouth, a liar.

Yang Song mixed the batter, spread it on the iron plate, and explained: "There is no mung bean flour, which may affect the taste, but this flour is not bad, and you can taste it differently from the store."

Wen Jiu stood in front of the stove, staring at the egg-filled biscuit that belonged to him and hadn't been filled with eggs yet.

"How many eggs do you like to fill?" Yang Song said, and added: "Two tastes good, but I think you are quite hungry, and the cake spread is relatively large, you can try to put three."

"I like to put three." Boss Wen Jiuwen, as a man who owns a vegetable market, behaved like a baby in front of Yang Song.

Yang Song decisively cracked three eggs, poured them into the pancake, crushed it, sprinkled with chopped green onion, turned it over, and the pancake was ready.

"I made soy bean paste before. You were in good time. You can add this to the egg-filled pancake. It tastes very unique."

The shiitake mushroom beef soy sauce marinated by Yang Song himself is combined with the hot egg noodle pancake, and the aroma is instantly stimulated.

goo-dong-

The sound of swallowing saliva in unison.

(End of this chapter)