Super Chef Tycoon

Chapter 1127 The Fierce Fiancee

Meng Shihan just stood there, without doing anything, it would have the effect of a town house.

A few people originally wanted to take advantage of the large number of people and rely on their fleshy and rather murderous appearance to scare people, so as to sneak into the team.

"Sister Meng, someone jumped in line!"

been reported.

Meng Shihan walked over and waved her hand: "No jumping in line."

The dark and strong man, with one ear missing, looked obscenely at Meng Shihan from head to toe.

"Where did you come from, Xiaoshaohuo? To attract the attention of your big black brother?"

As he said that, he laughed obscenely with his two rogue bastards of the same style.

Meng Shihan laughed again, and said to the other people in the team: "Give way."

Dahei stepped forward, wanting to hug Meng Shihan into his arms.

She bent down, walked around behind Dahei, and stepped on his waist with her right leg.

Dahei lost his balance and rushed forward, but before he could stabilize himself, Meng Shihan put his foot in the crook of his leg again, making him kneel on the ground.

His two companions didn't take it seriously at first, and now they wanted to help, but Meng Shihan's leg skills also let them down.

"Stinky girls!"

The three stood up again and were about to demolish another shop.

"Don't you want to be shameless? Three against one, and you still need a weapon."

"Grandson, lose your grandfather's face."

"Call the police!"

……

The three of them didn't care, they carried chairs, broken porcelain pieces and knives and stared at Meng Shihan covetously.

Meng Shihan didn't expect the three of them to be so resistant and shameless.

What face do people who jump in line want?

"Wait a minute!" Yang Song appeared with a cup of fruit-filled drink, and handed it to Meng Shihan with a smile: "The weather is too hot, don't get angry, caring for stray dogs is everyone's responsibility, and I will do the rest."

"What are you talking about, what a dead cook?" Dahei slashed the air left and right with a kitchen knife, full of threats.

Yang Song helped Meng Shihan to sit next to him and watched the play, and turned around to look at the three of them with contempt, as if they were all stray dogs begging for food.

"Do you know that you did something wrong?"

Dahei seemed to be listening to a joke, Yang Song ignored them, and continued:
"First, it's wrong to jump in line."

"Second, it's rude to people."

"Third, bully the few with the more, and bully the beautiful women."

"Fourth, destroy other people's property at will."

"To sum up the above, you have offended me!"

Dahei was going to die laughing.

"What's wrong with offending you, a dead cook? I can still kill you!"

The three of them waved their weapons and rushed towards Yang Song.

The onlookers were terrified.

Yang Song stretched out his hand to hold the chair first, and when he turned the chair, the chair was broken. He casually grabbed a piece and threw it at the second person's broken porcelain.

The angle and strength are just right.

The shards of porcelain became even more shattered, piercing his hand, and he was so painful that he dropped his hand and threw the shards out, which happened to be in the direction of Dahei.

"what!"

Dahei was so painful that he swung the kitchen knife wildly. Yang Song took the opportunity to grab the kitchen knife and hit various parts of Dahei's body one by one with the back of the knife.

"Baihui, Tianzhu, Huagai, Yutang, Yunmen, Shuishui, Chize, Kneeguan."

Every time Yang Song knocked, Dahei was in so much pain that he couldn't help but collapsed to the ground.

"Do you know where this is?"

Dahei didn't have any strength in his body, still trembling with pain, he could only stare fiercely at Yang Song.

"Have you heard of Ling Chi?" Yang Song asked lightly, almost paralyzing Dahei with fright.

"Those acupoints are very important, and they must be blocked at the end of the day, otherwise, ordinary people will not be able to bear enough knives, and the pain will kill them, and the executioner will be punished."

Yang Song wiped the kitchen knife he snatched back:
"The kitchen knife is used for cooking, and the cooked food is for people to eat. You can't just grab other people's kitchen knives and use them for such dangerous things."

"understand?"

"Understood, understood—" Dahei saw that Yang Song was wiping the kitchen knife clean and shiny, as if he could take the dog's head on his neck at any time.

"People are iron and rice is steel. Chefs appear to make food more delicious. This is a great thing. Don't look down on it casually, let alone call people dead cooks. I feel very sad."

"do you understand?"

Dahei was about to pee in fright.

Yang Song cleaned the kitchen knife and sliced ​​a chicken.

It's a food street and it's easy to find a chicken.

There are many bones and joints in the chicken. If you don't use the right strength, it is easy to hurt the knife.

As for Yang Song, in front of Dahei, he took out the chicken bones and chopped them into pieces.

"Why do you show off your knife skills in front of the chef?"

Dahei cried: "I regret it too!"

"Do you recognize your mistakes I just said?"

"Admit, I admit." Dahei wanted to run, but couldn't, so he crawled.

Yang Song would not be so low-minded to chase a crawling person.

The police are here again.

"They should have prior convictions."

Ordinary people don't have such deep hostility.

"These three people are fighting and maiming people in Lin County, and they are fleeing."

Unexpectedly, Yang Song caught him.

It seems that more inspections will be made in the food court in the future, and it is easy to catch fish that slip through the net.

Yang Song also sent a few drinks to the police station.

Diners entering and exiting Baifeng Food Street each have a glass of sweet thirst-quenching drink, and the whole street exudes a sour and sweet fragrance.

Countless personal photos were sent to Moments.

"Do you know how happy you are in Los Angeles with Brother Song? Tianre Brother Song gave us all the yellow peel lemon tea, made by hand!"

"Oh my God, this is the first time I know that there is such a lovely fruit as wampee. Brother Song is really a blessing to our foodie world."

"It's just so lucky. When I first arrived in Los Angeles, when I entered the food street, I met Song Ge to deliver drinks. These yellow peel fruits and slices of lemons were all made by Song Ge himself."

"Lemon tea is the base tone, fashionable and beautiful!"

"Fresh jasmine has a refreshing tea fragrance, wampee fruit is as sweet as first love, and the perfume lemon has a unique fragrance, coupled with the bursting pulp, the taste is so sweet that it makes people feel ecstatic."

……

Yellow skin lemon jasmine tea, those who drink it, naturally thank the sun for letting us meet.

Those who can't drink, while secretly poking likes, check the deposit balance.

"It's time to continue fighting wits and courage with the leader, strive to get rid of the leader as soon as possible, get promoted, get promoted and raise salary, buy a house next to Brother Song, and become someone who can go to Baifeng Pavilion for dinner and drinks all the time."

This is the mind of most beaters, and there are such people, the part between beaters and bosses.

"Dad, how about we open a branch in Los Angeles?"

"Mom, does our family have property in Los Angeles? I can inherit it."

"I heard that the girls in Luocheng are very beautiful, let's marry one? From then on, I will settle in Luocheng, and report to Brother Song every day with my sister."

"The handsome guy in Los Angeles is also good."

"I think everything starts with applying for Chinese citizenship."

……

Recently, the CEOs or domineering presidents of several milk tea shops have come to Yang Song.

"Mr. Yang, we have been watching you for a long time. You are really good at developing beverages. You have a fantastic idea. Why don't we cooperate?"

"Boss Yang, only my company can make your beverage business shine and reach its peak. Come, come, let us join forces."

(End of this chapter)