Super Chef Tycoon

Chapter 1125 Two ways to eat Liangpi

As expected, but also unexpected, Zhang Xiaoyang is too qualified to be a waiter.

The kind that can give five-star praise, even Meng Shijia is not as good as him.

In order to avoid confusion, Baifengge now requires waiters to deliver the meals to the table, but after eating, guests still need to send the dishes to the recycling place by themselves.

There are special recycling places on the first and second floors, which is not troublesome.

The waiter delivered the food, which was convenient for the guests, but the headache was for someone like Meng Shijia who was obviously not very smart.

Chen Ming had already gained experience, and he was able to prepare the meals and send them to the corresponding table and hand them over to its owner.

Meng Shijia still needs to double check.

As for Zhang Xiaoyang, he is quick to learn. He not only remembers the needs of each guest, but also knows how to dodge the guests in advance before serving, so as not to touch the plate.

Even when guests choose a table, they can provide reasonable and effective guidance.

In Baifeng Pavilion, it is always difficult for new customers to choose a seat.

First of all, on the small blackboard at the entrance of Baifeng Pavilion, every morning, the menu of the day and the ingredients needed are clearly marked.

Yang Song did this to let the diners see clearly, so as not to wait in line for a long time, only to find out that there are foods that he avoids, and the gain outweighs the loss.

At the same time, it is also a kind reminder to some chefs.

The chef's recipes are the capital of his life. Although Yang Song has no plans to take apprentices, he is willing to give corresponding instructions to some chefs who want to learn.

Some people are grateful for Yang Song's considerate care, while others are completely opposite.

A roll of Liangpi was actually sold by Yang Song for 690 yuan.

Many people think it's a sky-high price, and some people can't hold back their dark thoughts and want to jump out and make trouble.

A fat, middle-aged woman with curly yellow hair dragged two children who looked like middle school students, and ran to the gate of Baifeng Pavilion, yelling, cursing, and throwing bricks.

"Yang Song, who killed a thousand knives, are you crazy about making money? You're just a cold skin. You dare to sell it for 690. If you like getting rich so much, why don't you rob a bank?"

The woman called herself Xu Hong and said her husband was paralyzed.

"I worked so hard to bring up my two children. I just paid my wages the day before yesterday. I gave each of my two children 1000 yuan. That was my two children's food expenses for two months. I was cheated by this Yang Song! "

"Black-hearted things, our children just passed by the door of his shop, and Yang Song dragged them to eat expensive meals."

"The two children spent the money, and went home crying and told their father, woo woo woo... My husband fainted at that time, and he was sent to the hospital for rescue, but he couldn't be rescued. The body was still in the hospital, and I didn't Money buried."

"Yang Song, you owe our family a life!"

Less than half an hour after the noon business ended, Yang Song just lay down with Meng Shihan, intending to exchange feelings, when someone knocked on the door.

"Sister and brother-in-law, hurry up and have a look at the door!"

Pick this moment to knock on the door.

Yang Song was discouraged for a while, and Meng Shihan went out with a baseball bat.

"It's best that the things outside are shocking enough to make ghosts and gods cry." Meng Shihan deliberately paused, his black pupils reflected Meng Shijia's shadow, making him tremble: "Otherwise, because you are my own brother, I will let you Choose how you die."

After finishing speaking, bypass Meng Shijia and go first.

After Yang Song tidied up his clothes and came out of the house, Meng Shijia grabbed the hem of his clothes: "Brother-in-law, help me, my sister looks at me with cold eyes as if she is going to make me late, I didn't do anything? "

He just reported a letter.

Yang Song pulled back the hem of his clothes and said, "No, no, don't worry."

"I can't let it go, brother-in-law, you don't know how scary my sister is when she's terrified. She might really beat me up, costing hundreds of dollars." If Meng Shijia had money, he would run away.

"Ling Chi has too high requirements for knife skills, and your sister can't do it." Yang Song said sincerely: "As a professional chef, I assure you that even if your sister wants you to die, she will not use knife skills. After all, your brother-in-law I'm a chef, so I have to respect the kitchen utensils, it's not good to kill people with a knife."

Meng Shihan: "I was not comforted at all."

Yang Song patted him on the shoulder: "If you want to be more open, at least one way to die has been ruled out."

In the end it was my brother-in-law, Yang Song comforted me again: "Your sister can think of no more terrifying way to die than Ling Chi, young man, you are safe for the time being."

He also went to the front to check the situation.

For a period of time, no chef came to make trouble, and Yang Song somehow missed it.

Xu Hong was sitting on the ground, patting her thigh and crying endlessly.

She cried so loudly that even the dust on the ground was shaken, but she didn't cry much.

Even Aunt Qiong Yao would not be satisfied with this acting.

The woman cried without blinking her eyes, tears falling down one by one like pearls.

Xu Hong's acting skills are obviously not good enough.

"Oh, the rich are bullying others!"

"My child's father, I'm sorry that you have been killed by these black-hearted people. No one will make decisions for us orphans and widows..."

She burst into tears, opened and closed, quite ancient, this is a true portrayal of the name of a shrew.

Yang Song was about to come out when Meng Shihan glared at him, immediately retracted his feet, and even moved back half a step calmly.

The intimacy between the two was always interrupted by people of one kind or another, and Xiaohan finally couldn't restrain the prehistoric power in his body.

Xu Hong was still crying, telling the crimes of Baifeng Pavilion over and over again.

"You lied to my child. The child has no living expenses, and he dare not even go to school. My husband is so mad at you. I am too sad to go to work these days, and my job is gone. Our family was raped by this black shop. What a disaster, you must compensate us!"

Good guy!
This is a family that relies on Baifeng Pavilion.

Meng Shihan was so angry that she laughed out loud.

"You, you still have a smile on your face, everyone, come and see! How bullying is this Baifeng Pavilion boss? My husband is dead, but she is still smiling. I can't live anymore. I will die in a car accident today." The door of your shop!"

Xu Hong got up and made a gesture to hit the wall.

She thought that Meng Shihan would be afraid and would stop her, but if it didn't work, the crowd would stop her too.

As a result, Meng Shihan folded her arms and smiled, showing no intention of stopping her.

The onlookers didn't make a sound, and quietly became the melon-eating crowd.

what's the problem?

Xu Hong panicked, she didn't expect the people here to play their cards so unreasonably.

It's a pity that she has already stood up and is about to rush, if she stops now, wouldn't it be a slap in the face?

"Mom, no, you are dead, what will my brother and I do?" The daughter hugged her first.

"Don't you want to die, woo woo woo..." The son also hugged her.

Xu Hong was overjoyed, and immediately fell into her daughter's arms.

slap!

The woman weighing more than 200 kilograms hit the ground so hard that the ground shook, and the onlookers even held hands with each other to stabilize their bodies.

(End of this chapter)