Super Chef Tycoon

Chapter 1144 Hurry up and find Brother Song

The diners of Baifeng Pavilion searched Song Ge all the way, and everyone stared wide-eyed in various supermarkets and vegetable markets looking for the missing figure.

"The No.1 person who finds Brother Song and successfully shares the location will be rewarded with a ten-day luxury European trip for two!"

The rewards are luxurious.

Diners do not pay:
"We're not going to Europe."

"Isn't it good to be in our own country? What are you doing out there? I think it's good and safe to be at home."

"What does it mean to go on a ten-day trip to Europe?"

"Is it a beautiful and handsome guy? Or a luxury cruise ship?"

"No, not at all, it's just that you won't be able to eat the delicious food made by Brother Song for ten days!"

"The upstairs makes sense."

Therefore, this reward is not tempting.

"A reward of 10 yuan!"

Chen Ming actually wanted to write a 30-[-].

Anyway, he's not bad for money.

"There are too many bonuses, accidents are easy to happen, take it easy." Meng Shihan persuaded him.

This is because someone is too impatient to look for Yang Song, and something that shouldn't happen will happen.

"Half an hour has passed, and no one has shared their location."

Chen Ming was desperate.

"When will we find Brother Song?"

"I can't find it, it's five o'clock, right?"

"Then what line do I have in line?"

"Seriously suspect that someone has kidnapped Brother Song." The more Chen Ming thought about it, the more suspenseful he became: "Stop Brother Song in a small dark room and force him to cook every day. Beating with a small leather whip, maybe burning candles, pepper water, and tiger stools."

Meng Shihan: "If you talk nonsense again, I'll hang you up and whip you."

Chen Ming is not suitable to be the son of the richest man, but more suitable to write small essays with a strong visual sense.

The phone rang.

"Someone really shared their location."

"Dad!" Chen Ming answered the phone: "Why are you calling me? I'm busy."

"What are you busy with? Can you be as busy as your father?"

"Yes, yes, you are busy, you are the busiest! Is there anything else? I'm going to hang up. Don't busy the line. I'm waiting for someone to find Brother Song for me!" Chen Ming dared not Fight against Lao Tzu.

In case his own father is unhappy, someone will tie him home.

Then he won't be able to eat barbecue today, and he won't be able to eat a banquet tomorrow.

In the first half of Chen Ming's life, more than half of the disasters were created by his own father.

"You haven't found Yang Song yet?"

"I didn't find it, I didn't find it, are you happy?"

"Very happy." Chen Dahai laughed heartily, obviously in a good mood.

Really daddy.

"Then you are happy, I don't bother you?"

"Brother Song, sprinkle more cumin on my lamb skewers."

"okay!"

Chen Ming was instantly excited.

This voice definitely belonged to Yang Song, even if he misheard his father's voice, he would not mishear Yang Song's voice, especially the voice of Yang Song who was cooking.

"Brother Song! It's Brother Song! Dad, do you know where Brother Song is?"

Chen Dahai was very proud: "I know, he is by my side."

He can't cure a little bastard when he's an old man?

“The lamb kebabs are delicious!”

Chen Ming: ...

"Dad, I suddenly miss you very much. Where are you? I'm going to see you now."

"It's inconvenient for me to eat outside." Chen Dahai sneered inwardly, but he didn't care on the surface. "I miss your father, come to my house tomorrow morning to say hello to me, what are you watching now? It will affect my eating skewers."

"Dad!" Chen Ming shouted with sincerity and urgency: "I really miss you, your son treats you, let's have a good drink!"

"You are my dear father!"

"I am the only biological son of you and my mother! Is my mother by your side?"

"Mom! Hurry up and ask my dad to send me the location, I'm so hungry that I'm about to cry!"

No matter how old he is, Chen Ming has the ability to act coquettishly with his mother.

Sure enough, Mrs. Chen gave her husband a sideways look: "Hurry up, send the seat to your son and ask him to come. The three of us have a dinner together. Didn't you hear that your son is waiting?"

Chen Dahai could only be obedient and obedient, posted the location, and did not forget to ask his son for the 10 yuan bonus.

"Don't worry, Dad, I'll transfer it to you in a while."

Chen Dahai watched his son's excitement, and also received a bonus of 10 yuan. He happily ate skewers with his wife and waited for the unlucky son.

Yang Song guarded a group of people and wanted to experience how his barbecue stall business would be without the halo before the trial officially started.

As a result, as soon as he parked the snack cart, Chen Dahai and his wife sat down.

"Uncle Chen, Aunt Chen, why are you here?"

Chen Dahai smiled and said, "We also read Weibo, and yesterday we saw that you were going to set up a stall selling barbecue."

Then I received the check-in information from the hotel.

"We just happened to want to eat barbecue, so we came here. What a coincidence to meet you."

Yang Song: "Yes, what a coincidence!"

He guarded against everyone, but he didn't expect the busy Chen Dahai and his wife to eat barbecue with him.

The Xianxian Vegetable Market is very old, it is just an open-air vegetable market, and there is a piece of sunscreen cloth hanging on the stalls of various hawkers, which is incredible.

The surrounding area is the old city, where elderly people live.

Their circle is very stable, they don't like to play with smartphones, and they have a fixed daily routine.

Everyone here is peaceful and peaceful.

There is no bustling downtown, nor the hustle and bustle there.

Yang Song originally thought that there would not be many people coming to eat skewers today.

Although it is cheaper than before, it is still more expensive than other barbecues in the vegetable market.

It was inconvenient to drive in the old town, so Chen Ming charged in on a bicycle with an agility that didn't suit his figure at all.

"Brother Song, order a skewer of each kind."

Yang Song looked at the menu with as many as one hundred kinds of skewers, and was speechless to Chen Ming.

Mr. Chen really hasn't changed at all.

I like to order one when I order food.

Chen Dahai patted Chen Ming on the head unceremoniously: "What are you messing around with? How many stomachs do you have? Order again."

Daddy went crazy.

"Xiao Ming, don't be self-willed, order carefully." Mrs. Chen is still very gentle to her son.

"Okay, I'll listen to my parents." Chen Ming chose to be honest and obedient in order to be able to eat grilled skewers safely. He didn't want to be scolded by his father for eating barbecue later, which would affect his mood too much.

"The next ones are just one skewer, mutton skewers, beef skewers, grilled gluten, fish tofu, chicken wings, the new product actually has roasted brains, give me one, and roasted wide noodles, roasted buns, roasted pigeons, skin Shrimp, roasted duck blood vermicelli, roasted potatoes, roasted shiitake mushrooms all want!"

He still ordered a lot.

Before my parents disagreed, I took the initiative to explain: "I just drank a bottle of milk today, and I have been busy all day for tomorrow's banquet."

"Now I'm tired and hungry."

Mrs. Chen felt distressed instantly: "How can you not eat? How much damage to the stomach!"

"I just accidentally forgot."

Chen Dahai saw everything clearly: "I think you are eating barbecue to make room for your stomach."

"I didn't, Mom, my dad wronged me."

"you shut up."

What a happy family.

(End of this chapter)