Super Chef Tycoon

Chapter 1143
"Go by yourself, he just needs some private space, what are you worrying about?" Meng Shihan didn't care about this.

"What's going on? You don't seem surprised at all." Chen Ming was very perceptive.

"Well, my big tree greeted me before going out." Meng Shihan said leisurely.

Chen Ming gritted his teeth: "Sure enough, to Brother Song, women are more important than brothers."

Successfully obtained Meng Shihan's sweep of the palace.

"do you have any opinion?"

Unwilling, Chen Ming twisted his heart and turned his head: "I have no objection."

He was also afraid of being kicked away by Meng Shihan.

"Don't worry, Dashu told me that we will invite some of our old friends to dinner tomorrow, right here, and we will all have a lively and luxurious meal!"

"Really?" Chen Ming instantly became happy.

"real."

Chen Ming was appeased.

Meng Shihan went to pinch his younger brother's ear again: "Explain to me later, what is regret? What are you regretting? What else did you get and then flew away? Explain it clearly to me, otherwise you will be behind tomorrow The kitchen is washing the dishes, so there is no need to come out."

"Brother-in-law won't bear it." Meng Shijia knew that Yang Song was actually easy to soften his heart and took good care of his brother-in-law, so he was not afraid.

Several times when Meng Shihan punished Meng Shijia, it was Yang Song who secretly stuffed Meng Shijia with delicious food.

"I'm not afraid of you." He can hide in the back kitchen and steal food tomorrow, "Brother-in-law won't leave me alone."

"Then I don't recognize you." Meng Shihan weighed her younger brother and felt that if he kicked him, his younger brother would not only fly away, but also be destroyed directly: "It would be nice to lose a brother-in-law."

Meng Shijia, who was always causing trouble, didn't expect her sister to have such a trick of denying her relatives.

"Sister, I was wrong." He knew very well that the main prerequisite for Yang Song to see him was that he was Meng Shihan's own younger brother.

If he is not, the food in Baifeng Pavilion will basically say goodbye to him in the future.

How can this work?

"It's good to know it's wrong."

Meng Shihan handed Chen Ming another list: "This is our old friend. The banquet that Yang Song is going to hold is to thank friends. Everyone gathers together. There are 32 people in total. You can check again at noon to see if they have Who can't come, invite them all to come as much as possible."

"Okay, I understand."

The people on the list are very familiar, and Chen Ming knows all of them, in fact, they are friends in the same group on WeChat.

Since a banquet is going to be held, it is natural to determine the number of people attending the banquet.

"You can definitely invite a few more, we can't afford this villa, we can accommodate it."

Since it was to thank old friends for their help and to give back, Chen Ming felt that it should be a little grander.

"Those 32 people can bring family members or friends to participate. Grandparents, grandparents, parents, husbands, wives or children can come, and only one friend can be invited."

They are all close relatives.

"That's a lot of people."

"It is estimated that 90 or [-] people will come. We have to confirm the tableware. I suggest you start checking in the morning."

"Okay, let Shijia help."

"He has to help you."

That's how Meng Shijia was arranged.

He himself has no right to speak, and can only accept arrangements and obey orders.

Yang Song didn't go back to the villa, nor was he in Baifengge, he lived in the hotel.

This hotel is still owned by Chen Ming's father, Chen Dahai, and also has Yang Song's shares.

Mediterranean-style decoration, very casual and relaxing, this is Yang Song's exclusive private room.

It used to be empty.

It was Chen Dahai who told Yang Song: "It's fine for a small hotel. For a big hotel like this, you must reserve a private room for yourself, hold meetings, make some secret arrangements, or come here to relax and change your mood. It is very necessary."

It turns out that in every city, as long as there is a five-star hotel of the Chen Group, there is a private room for the boss.

They are rich people really know how to play.

Yang Song was surprised when he heard about it.

Chen Dahai told him directly: "Our Chen family has five-star hotels in 21 cities across the country. There are long-term private rooms for me and yours."

"It's still comfortable to have your own room when you go out to run errands."

Chen Ming also has it.

Yang Song also has it now.

In the past, Yang Song only thought it was unbelievable and a waste, but now he wants to close the Baifeng Pavilion for a day, and quietly go out to set up a snack cart.

"Very convenient."

In the private private room, Yang Song rested in it without being disturbed by anyone.

After waking up, there is a gym in the room.

After Yang Song finished exercising, breakfast was delivered.

The taste is ok.

After eating, Yang Song didn't intend to go out, and he was unwilling to continue to eat hotel meals at noon.

He simply got into the space, stewed a pot of broth, and kneaded the noodles.

Planning to eat rib ramen later.

No matter how advanced a five-star room is, it will not arrange a kitchen for him.

Yang Song felt a little inconvenient.

He didn't come out of the space at all, and found a bedroom in the castle to sleep soundly.

The exhausted physical strength needs to be replenished through sleep.

After sleeping in the space for a long time, Yang Song was very satisfied with the black and sweet fragrance, and came out of the space after eating pork ribs ramen, just in time to hear the doorbell.

He immediately went to open the door.

"Mr. Yang, so you are in the room." The waiter thought he was not in the room, and knocked on the door twice.

"I just fell asleep and I'm sleepy."

So I slept relatively deeply and didn't hear the doorbell.

"What's the matter?"

"It's okay, it's just that you didn't order food at noon, and Mr. Chen told us to pay attention to your body. He said that you were too tired before."

Yang Song understood that Lao Chen was worried that he would faint from exhaustion and no one would notice.

"I'm fine." Yang Song checked the time and found that it was almost four o'clock.

"I'll pack up my things and leave later. Don't disturb Uncle Chen, just say hello to him for me." Yang Song was very anxious.

"Okay, I wish you a happy life."

Yang Song immediately went back to take a shower, changed his clothes, and went out with his backpack.

He turned left and right, and entered a small alley, the kind of small alley that was not monitored.

In less than 3 minutes, Yang Song pushed a snack cart and walked towards the vegetable market.

There are many vegetable markets in Los Angeles.

Yang Song has been to a lot of large vegetable markets, the only one he has not been to is the freshest vegetable market.

He plans to set up a stall in the vegetable market to sell barbecue today.

Most vegetable markets have a variety of snacks, as well as fast food restaurants.

There are also several places that buy barbecue.

Yang Song chose this place because it is convenient to obtain materials.

He doesn't plan to use the ingredients provided by the system this time, and the skewers he sells won't be as expensive as before.

"Good quality and low price, giving back to new and old customers, using local materials, vegetarian skewers cost five yuan a skewer, and meat skewers cost ten yuan a skewer."

When Yang Song posted this Weibo post, it had an earth-shattering effect.

"Brother Song, are you crazy?"

"Even if you use local materials, the price is too cheap."

"Brother Song, call Brother Song, where are you?"

"Search for Brother Song in the whole city!"

"Guys, everyone, get moving and find Brother Song!"

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(End of this chapter)