Super Chef Tycoon

Chapter 1147 My Self-cultivation
As a master chef, Yang Song intends to establish a generation of food memories.

Among other things, the children of Los Angeles will not be ridiculed for not eating real delicious barbecue when they go out in the future.

"In Huaxia's late-night cafeteria, the barbecue made by me, Yang Song, is absolutely indispensable."

"Brother Song, you are so ambitious, as expected of you!"

Unlike Chen Ming's teasing advocacy, Gu Baiwei really admired Yang Song.

Gu Baiwei became famous at a young age and has always been proud. Yang Song never thought about it.

"It turns out that chefs can really become the memory of a generation!"

Gu Baiwei thought of his grandfather, Gu Datou. When he was a child, he followed his grandfather to go out, from going out to the store, to the vegetable market, and returning home. Everyone who came to him greeted them, and there was no one who did not know Gu Datou.

All of them shouted politely: "Master Gu!"

Nowadays, many people call Gu Baiwei Master Gu, but the respect in their tone is watery, unlike Gu Datou, which is [-]% admiration and admiration.

Gu Baiwei is now called Brother Yang Songsong, and he also has the same sincere reverence.

"I just want to hone my cooking skills, cook well, and become a national chef. Compared with you, Song Ge, I am too small."

Yang Song just handed Gu Baiwei a glass of water, but he didn't expect this big brother to be so touched.

"It's not impossible." Yang Song laughed, he couldn't think of how the topic would be brought up on the pattern.

"Brother Song, I feel like I'm not worthy to compare with you at all, I'm just inferior, I'm just trash!" Gu Baiwei's face was full of shame.ashamed.

He almost cried.

Yang Song didn't know how to persuade him: "Well, be strong, you're actually pretty good."

"Where am I?"

Yang Song was stunned by his questioning, and couldn't think of Gu Baiwei's good points for a while, so the scene was a bit embarrassing.

"You don't need to comfort me, I actually understand that I'm just a scum." Heartbroken again, sad again, and begging for comfort again.

Yang Song had a flash of inspiration: "You have solid basic skills, you are honest and reliable, you can humbly accept your own shortcomings, you can endure hardships and stand hard work, and you can reflect on yourself at any time, which is very good."

"Really, I have so many advantages?" Gu Baiwei himself couldn't believe it.

"Are you questioning me?" Yang Song said, "Baiwei, when did you see that you lied?"

"Not really." Gu Baiwei admired Yang Song very much.

"Then believe me, you are really humble. So far, you are the most humble among the people who have challenged me. I promise you with my character."

"Thank you, Brother Song!" Gu Baiwei believed it.

Fortunately, this remark was not heard by the chef circle in the capital: Gu Baiwei is modest?Hehe, go to the sky to see if the sun is coming from the west today?Go to the river to see if the stone has turned into rice.

Yang Song didn't care, anyway, Gu Baiwei in front of him was so humble and that was enough.

At the end of today's barbecue, Yang Song, Chen Ming, and Gu Baiwei were sent out of the community by their uncles and aunts.

"Brother Song, go slowly."

"Are you coming tomorrow?"

"What time do you come? Come early, we'll wait for you."

Yang Song would never answer questions like these, and of course Chen Ming and Meng Shijia would not talk too much.

It's just that the big guys are so enthusiastic.

"Uncle Li, you have a good body and strong muscles in your arms. You are very good at playing table tennis. Let's learn from each other another day."

"Aunt Wang, you should go back quickly, you can't send it any more, or your grandson should wake up."

"Grandpas and aunts, it's really late, everyone hurry home, walk slowly, don't worry, take a walk back."

……

No matter how much they persuaded them, the uncles and aunts still sent Yang Song and the others out of the community, watched them get into the car, the car started, and waved at the car.

"I don't know why, Brother Song, I feel very proud. Only by following you can I have such an experience." Chen Ming sighed.

Yang Song didn't believe it: "Haven't you participated in any activities with your father? For example, the completion ceremony of a certain building, or to visit something, donate to the Hope Project, etc. Haven't you felt the welcome in the streets? Red flags waving, gongs and drums .”

"That's different." Chen Ming couldn't tell exactly what was different.

Gu Baiwei understood: "When I was in Kyoto, many colleagues would call me Chef Gu, and they were very respectful, but when I went out with my grandfather, people called Master Gu! It was really kind and true. sincerity."

Every diner and chef will admire Yang Song's cooking skills after seeing Yang Song's cooking skills. They will not understand what a real master is until they have experienced Yang Song's personality.

Going to face Yang Song again, the whole body goes up, and every strand of hair is sincere.

"A lot of things, as long as you think about it, you can do it." Yang Song opened the car window, looked at the dark blue night sky, and thought about something: one day, I will become the king of chefs.

Although now, he doesn't have any special concept about the King of Cooking God.

"In short, he is the one with the best cooking skills." Yang Song clenched his right hand, full of confidence.

"Brother Song, you're not good yet?" Chen Ming thought that Yang Song was already No. 1 in the culinary world.

"Not enough, far from enough."

"How do you achieve Brother Song's goal?" Gu Baiwei wanted to emulate his idol.

"I want my culinary skills to be so good——" Yang Song made a cross: "It's enough to be like no one before or after."

Unprecedented and unprecedented, there is no one in a million, the No. 1 in the sky and the underground universe, it should not be far from the king of kitchen gods.

"Hey, congratulations to the host for comprehending the initial meaning of the King of Cooking God." The system cheated again.

"Where are the rewards?" Master Yang Song has a lot, and he doesn't have the same knowledge as the system. He only wants substantial benefits.

"Rewards? Non-existent rewards. This system just verbally encourages the host, and gently reminds you that it's time for you to get on your way." The unscrupulous system is unscrupulous online.

Yang Song: "You changed "On the road to me" to "Departure."

Is it casual to say on the road?

This year's system is really getting worse and worse.

When Ashikaga Kenjiro and Nozawa Kazuo found the Xianxian vegetable market, what they saw was the brilliant night sky, the empty vegetable market, and the 60-year-old security guard with a flashlight and whistling.

"Those two! Who are you? Stop!"

When the old security guard shouted, Ashikaga Kenjiro and Nozawa Kazuo didn't know what they were thinking, and turned around and ran away.

The two of them didn't come together, but now they ran together.

"Catch the thieves! Two thieves! Two old thieves ran away and stole—"

For a while, the lights of all the stores in the vegetable market were bright, and the strong and able-bodied people from all households ran out with sticks and mallets, and some with kitchen knives.

"Where's the thief? Where's the thief? Catch the thief!"

"There! Run to the west gate of the vegetable market, these two stupid thieves, the west gate is locked!"

"Stop them!"

As it turns out, don't underestimate the elderly, he can be tough.

After retiring, the grandpa and aunt who grow flowers and vegetables and play football, have three meals on time, can do barbecue, drink snowflakes, and beat thieves.

"What are you doing? You two! That is to say, what are you doing sneaking into our vegetable market in the middle of the night?" The old security guard held a baton, looking very imposing.

(End of this chapter)