Super Chef Tycoon

Chapter 1114 Find a Reason
"There's fruit tea I made in the refrigerator, eat it with the cake, don't eat it alone." Yang Song said.

The one who opened the refrigerator door was definitely Chen Ming, followed by Meng Shijia.

Fresh orange bergamot jasmine fruit tea, bright orange, emerald green of perfumed lemon, and tender white of jasmine.

The moment you see it, your eyes are cold.

Meng Shihan took the glass jug with her slender hands and distributed drinks to everyone.

Chen Ming and Meng Shijia must not be allowed to do this job.

Chen Ming will pour Meng Shihan a full glass, after all, this is Brother Song's fiancee.

Meng Shijia was able to get most of the cup, not only because he was Yang Song's brother-in-law, but also because he had a sweet mouth and called Brother Xiaoming nice.

Brother Wenjiu can also get half of the glass, because Chen Ming and Wenjiu are also considered old buddies.

Gu Baiwei only had half a cup because Chen Ming was jealous.

As for the others, Chen Mingneng pretended that he couldn't see them.

If Meng Shijia came over, he might blow the bottle directly and be beaten to death by Meng Shihan or Chen Ming.

Warm wine is a guest, not suitable for this job.

Gu Baiwei is eating buns and drinking egg drop soup.

This is made by himself, and the taste is of course incomparable with Yang Song's.

Meng Shihan poured him half a glass.

She poured more than half of a glass for everyone present, with a full portion, and finally a full glass, which belonged to Yang Song.

A group of single dogs at the scene were violently attacked.

Yang Song drank the drink quietly, and shared the cake with Meng Shihan.

It is the legendary way of eating couple cakes, you feed me a bite, and I feed you a bite.

All the dogs in the world are dead.

The visitor was a guest, and Zhang Xiaoyang also got half a cup of fruit tea. He came after Gu Baiwei and was thirsty.

The refreshing sweet and sour drink enters the throat, the sweetness of orange, the fragrance and sourness of perfume lemon, and the sweetness of jasmine, swirling on the tip of the tongue.

When many people make fruit tea, it always has an astringent taste, and the tea and fruit are not so easy to blend together.

Often need to put a lot of sugar to suppress.

However, the fruit tea made by Yang Song does not have this problem at all.

"Very smooth."

"Swallow to remove the smoke and smoke, and make the sound of ice and snow when you enter your teeth."

"It's really delicious!"

Zhang Xiaoyang squeezed the empty cup tightly, and asked the classic question of all the diners in Baifeng Pavilion:

"Why not?"

He seemed to have only taken a sip.

Self-taught, Zhang Xiaoyang couldn't help looking at Yang Song: "Can I have another drink?"

Two cups are fine.

Yang Song didn't like this guy who interrupted his enjoyment of his girlfriend's loving feeding.

"No."

All the food and drinks in Baifeng Pavilion are limited, not to mention, it is free.

How much does this kid want to drink?
"Boy, do you believe it? Brother Song's cooking skills are really good." Gu Baiwei admired Yang Song even more.

"Brother Song, you are good at both red case and white case. I didn't expect that you can even make fruit tea so well!"

It's simply the all-purpose Songge.

He loves Brother Song more and more.

The proud genius Gu Baiwei has never really admired that chef since he was a child.

"That's it? I will do it too, and it will taste better than yours!"

"What kind of rubbish, dare to bring it out to dirty my eyes and tarnish my taste."

"Hmph, what's so great about cheat dishes? I'll go back and study, and I can make them!"

"Although your cuisine is better than mine, my cooking is better than yours, and you are still a piece of trash!"

"Hehe, what's the use of knowing how to stew soup? Are you competing with me?"

"What's the use of good seasoning? The knife is as rubbish as a dog gnaws."

"What's the use of a good knife? How about your fire?"

"Not as good as me!"

……

Gu Baiwei may not be able to lead other chefs in every aspect of cooking, but his comprehensive strength is impressive and he can compete with others.

No one can really convince him.

So much so that at such a young age, Gu Baiwei had a feeling of being alone and seeking defeat.

Lonely!
Until he met Yang Song.

At first, he was unconvinced, and then he was subdued step by step, and Yang Song has already subdued him.

He originally thought that he had seen Yang Song's true level, but he didn't expect Yang Song's excellence to be like a bottomless pit.

You thought he was on the third floor, which is already the top floor.

Unexpectedly, he was on the fifth floor.

Upstairs have upstairs.

These ordinary people really don't understand the real boss.

"Just because you know how to make fruit tea doesn't mean you know how to cook." Zhang Xiaoyang is no longer a human being.

"What's more, this fruit tea was made in advance, and no one saw that it was Yang Song who made it." He analyzed with eccentricity.

"Not to mention, you know how to make steamed buns stuffed with fish and meat vermicelli."

"Adding fish to quick-frozen steamed stuffed buns is hell, not to mention pairing them with fans, it's the darkness of darkness, the death of death." Zhang Xiaoyang thought his analysis was very reasonable, and the more he talked, the more he spoke.

Chen Ming was the first to stand up and speak out in support of Yang Song: "Brother Song made three different kinds of steamed stuffed buns with fish meat vermicelli, and the quick-frozen fish meat vermicelli stuffing is the most amazing, we have eaten them all."

"That's right, my big tree never tells lies." Meng Shihan absolutely does not allow anyone to pour dirty water on her man.

As she spoke, she looked at Zhang Xiaoyang with unfriendly eyes: "Just this man, I can kick him away with one kick, at least five meters away." '

Meng Shijia raised his right hand: "You can question me, but you can't question my brother-in-law."

Wen Jiu also said: "Don't talk nonsense, it's easy to get beaten."

The eldest and second child of the Wen family:

"Brother, how much money do you have in your pocket? What makes you so owed?"

"You can have as much or as little money as you want, but your face can't be dispensable."

The two brothers abandoned evil and followed good so quickly?

Zhang Xiaoyang didn't care: "This shows a fact even more!"

He took a step forward with one leg, and stretched his hands, as if he had engulfed them all: "This shows that you are all a group of nurses!"

Shocked, really shocked, counting one, two, three to calm down, that is shock.

Meng Shihan moved her ankles, Chen Ming was looking for a rolling pin, Meng Shijia had already taken out a broom, warmed the wine, and even Gu Baiwei was looking for someone.

It's time to have a fight.

A group of them wanted to single out Zhang Xiaoyang.

This guy really didn't take a good beating when he was young, and he doesn't know how to be a person when he grows up.

Social animals are stronger than him.

If the child is ignorant, it may be that his parents owe him a beating.

Adults who are ignorant should be beaten.

Yang Song stopped them: "Calm down, be rational, and impulsiveness is the devil."

"Brother Song, let us go, this bastard doesn't know how to behave unless he is taught a lesson." Chen Ming found the rolling pin.

"Honey, you rest for a while. We'll leave this kind of offal to us. Beat it up before kicking it away, otherwise he won't know it well." Meng Shihan had already started to move her neck, and she was about to make a big move.

Zhang Xiaoyang eats with a bowl, puts down the bowl and scolds his mother, the bastard really doesn't understand the value of the world, and the fight in the world.

There are too many people who want to attack, Yang Song is afraid that none of them will be stopped, so he can only persuade Zhang Xiaoyang: "You run!"

Don't run too late.

(End of this chapter)