Super Chef Tycoon

Chapter 1139 Reasonable Reasons

Yang Song said a few words to the two beauties.

"First, gastric lavage is very harmful to the body."

The two beauties didn't care much. They had washed their stomachs so many times, so they must know everything they should know, but they still enjoyed it.

"Secondly, Baifengge advocates healthy eating and overeating is not welcome. If you don't listen to my advice, I will consider blacklisting you."

Yang Song said bluntly: "The food you ate today is enough for two adults. Please stop ordering."

"Boss, are you stupid? Be crazy! You don't make money even if you have money."

"I'm not stupid, and I'm not sick. I'm responsible for the health of the diners. This is my ethics as a chef." Yang Song sent the guests off directly.

The two gastric laxatives still refused to leave.

"Make trouble in Baifeng Pavilion, disrupt order, affect other diners, and you can also be blacklisted."

"A lot of people have already gone in, not bad for the two of you."

"It's unforgivable to be so irritable after eating Brother Song's food."

"Hurry up and go, want to be on the hot search?"

With the support of the Yang family army, the gastric lavage girl had no choice but to leave in despair.

"Frequent gastric lavage after eating delicious food, it's sensational!"

"It's horrible. After eating Brother Song's food, I still want to spit it out."

"In order to be slim, I really can do anything!"

……

At a good time, Yang Song came out to preside over the overall situation again: "Eating too much will cause great damage to the body. Frequent gastric lavage may shorten the life of 20 years. Let's encourage each other."

As soon as this remark came out, there was no sound.

Everyone is stupid, aren't they talking about those two gastric lavage girls?Why did the good topic come to them themselves?
"It's inexplicable and a little cautious!"

It has always been said that it is easy for others, but difficult for yourself.

"Everyone, no matter what, the Baifeng Pavilion is always there. As long as you keep going, there will always be a day when you can eat it. Why force your stomach too much?"

Yang Song personally explained it, and there was a real example of a gastric lavage girl, finally someone listened to it.

"Only when you are in good health can you eat Ma Ma Xiang. Everyone must take good care of your body, otherwise Baifeng Pavilion may not be able to handle casual ordering activities like today."

The diners didn't hesitate for a second this time.

"Brother Song is right!"

"That's right, what else is there to add? There's not enough food on the table for you?"

"Hello, I don't want the silk hero I ordered just now."

"I don't want the meat made by Su either."

"A total of ten skewers of mutton skewers and beef skewers are enough."

……

Yang Jiajun's official Weibo also published Yang Song's words.

In the first half of the copy, it makes people feel that Brother Song is really different from that dealer, and it is Brother Song who cares most about us.

When I saw the end, I silently typed and subtracted one-third from the menu I had planned in my mind.

"Don't make Brother Song work so hard."

"It makes sense, everything is for Brother Song."

In order for Yang Song to let go again, let everyone order whatever they want. Although they can't blindly pursue the quantity, the dishes that are usually limited to a limited time and even need to be eaten by lottery can be eaten now after ordering.

"To be a man, one must learn to be satisfied."

Yang Song's pressure moderately eased.

The diners are no longer crazy, but there are more and more diners queuing outside.

Los Angeles train stations, high-speed rail stations, airport stations, and even highway toll gates are all stuck in traffic.

Some people can't understand it.

"What's the situation? It's not a holiday? Why is there a traffic jam?"

"This caravan of long queues looks spectacular!"

"Look at the banners hanging on those sightseeing buses."

"It says Brother Song and we are coming!"

"This Brother Song, is that Brother Song I know?"

"It can only be Brother Song from Baifeng Pavilion. There are ten tourist buses next time. Why is there such a big battle?"

"Look at the official Weibo."

"You're driving, I'm going to run first, this is obviously Brother Song's new dish, it must be a great event!"

"Damn ghost, we are brothers, let's go together."

"What about the car?"

"Call the driver!"

Los Angeles, which used to be congested except for school days and holidays, is once again stuck in traffic.

Countless diners from other places envied the locals in Los Angeles.

More people envy and envy the residents of Baifeng Food Street area.

Of course, there are still people who are envious and jealous of those few people who become neighbors with Baifeng Pavilion.

Autumn has just begun, and Yang Song has once again become the target of many parties.

Television stations, magazines, and various online media, the deputy editor-in-chief is not good enough, and the editor-in-chiefs have joined the battle.

"Listen to me, do everything possible to get me into the Baifeng Pavilion and get first-hand information. If anyone can interview Brother Song, I will let him go straight to the third level, double his salary, and double his bonus." double the annual leave!"

Now, only rush!
Countless media people tried to contact Yang Song through various channels.

But to no avail.

Yang Song has been cooking, has been cooking.

After finally coming out of the kitchen, he actually started cooking on the ten-meter-diameter table at the door.

It is nothing but cake.

People often use splash-ink landscape to describe painting, and Yang Song is literally splashing cream.

What he made was a mille-feuille cake, layer after layer of croquettes piled with cream, and he felt that Yang Song actually made a soufflé.

A huge souffle was made by him in the way of iron plate egg pancake.

Simply incredible.

The best cream mousse is used to make the cake, which is healthy and delicious. The only disadvantage is that it will melt.

Therefore, Yang Song's speed is very fast.

In the beginning, he was able to make cakes standing up, but later, Chen Ming brought him a bench and needed him to stand on it.

Then there are the ladders.

"Brother Song, how big a cake do you want to make?"

no one knows.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and Yang Song's movements did not appear to be stagnant at all.

His speed is very fast, as if he is building a house, only ten times faster.

"Do you have any idea what this cake looks like?"

"Seven colors."

"But it's not like a rainbow."

……

Gradually, no one spoke, and everyone was surprised by Yang Song's hand speed.

He really made a seven-layer cake, which has gradually been able to show the outline.

Every layer of cake is very beautiful, some are mountains and lakes, some are green forests, some are pure blue sky...

The beauty is unbelievable, and the most interesting thing is that Yang Song made a very beautiful beauty on each layer of cake.

"It's a fairy, with fluttering skirts, I want to ride the wind, this is a fairy."

"Brother Song carved seven fairies, and many soul pets."

"I never knew animals could be so alive."

……

Yang Song didn't stop until the last character succeeded, and was supported by Meng Shihan to get down from the ladder.

The seven-layer cake, seven fairies, surrounded by countless small animals and flowers, are too beautiful to behold.

Such a beautiful cake is too beautiful to eat.

A reporter took the opportunity to ask: "Brother Song, how did you come up with the idea of ​​making a Seven Fairies cake?"

Yang Song looked at the layer of Cowherd and Weaver Girl and said with a smile: "It's a childhood dream, and today it finally comes true."

(End of this chapter)