Super Chef Tycoon

Chapter 1170 Walking and Eating

Pick up a chopstick of spicy cabbage, roll the noodles into your mouth, the noodles are smooth, the cabbage is crispy, sweet and sour, and spicy, and then drink a mouthful of refreshing cold noodle soup, the taste is really only in heaven.

After Yang Song finished eating, he felt that he still had more to say.

Close your eyes and enjoy the endless aftertaste. He is also a person who can make cold noodles. Now give him a kitchen, and he can copy the same cold noodles that he has eaten, and even make them more delicious.

That's the beauty of being a chef.

Whatever delicious food you eat outside, you have the ability to make it yourself at home.

The only regret is that the table is full of side dishes.

Except for some cold dishes, most pickles and pickles take time to brew.

Yang Song won't be able to make it for a while, but he wants to eat it again.

Just pack it up.

Another aunt selling meal tickets was surprised: "You want to buy all the kimchi and pickles in our store?"

"Yes, two catties of each kind, I will take them away."

There were already people packing noodles and side dishes in the store, and Yang Song felt that what he was doing was normal.

"There must be thirty or forty kinds!"

"Yes, I want both." Yang Song has already planned it out, put it in the space, and eat it whenever he wants.

Eat slowly, marinate whichever you like.

People with space are so arrogant.

"No need to do this." The eldest sister stopped issuing tickets and said, "This side dish is very common. You can go to Fengfeng Street for a walk. The variety of side dishes over there is more complete and the price is cheaper. You can buy it there. After you buy it, you can still find it." Someone will send it home for you, the side dishes in our store are more expensive than those on Fengfeng Street, but they all taste similar."

Is there anyone else doing business like this?

Yang Song didn't know what to say for a while.

"Or you don't plan to go to Fengqing Street?" The eldest sister explained: "It's actually a farmers' market, there are many Korean specialties, and even the architecture is very interesting, it's worth visiting, but if you really don't want to go, in our You can also buy it in the store, the rice wine over there tastes better."

Yang Song: "I can reasonably suspect that you are an undercover agent on Fengqing Street." '

However, he did plan to go to Fengqing Street.

"Thank you beauty, I'll go and have a look right now, the cold noodles in your store are delicious, and the side dishes are delicious too!"

"Hahaha, you have vision! Our family has opened restaurants here for several generations." No matter how many times she is praised, the elder sister is still proud.

It's actually an "undercover agent" who goes deep inside.

After Yang Song thanked him, he got on the bus, swiped his bus card, and Fengqing Street was five stops away.

It is worthy of being called a farmer's market style street, the alleys are very narrow, and the specialty shops are crowded.

There is everything for sale.

There are thirteen kinds of chili sauce in one store.

"Awesome!" Yang Song rubbed his nose, planning to buy several to take home, but the smell was too strong, he couldn't choose which one to buy through his nose for a while.

"Here you are!" The little Korean girl in national costume with big braids laughed, as bright as a winter jasmine.

Yang Song held the bowl and spoon in his hand, and there was half a bowl of hot rice in the bowl, not knowing what it meant.

"You can taste it." The blooming girl smiled.

Yang Song: "..."

I guessed that I could taste it, but I have never heard of any store that asked people to taste it and returned rice.

Kindness is difficult.

Only after Yang Song tasted it did he know why he gave the rice.

The hot sauces are spicy in their own way, and the main ones are salty.

"Try kimchi again." The girl in the flower season added half a bowl of rice to Yang Song.

Rice sausage, kimchi, cakes, pickles, tasted all the way, some were so spicy that the mouth rolled into a storm, and some were covered with a layer of chili noodles but tasted sweet. It is very different from the food I usually taste.

Always surprising and surprising.

Yang Song finished another half bowl of rice.

"Let's try the rice wine again."

Even the taste of rice wine has less than twenty kinds.

This girl gave Yang Song a taste.

After eating rice with sauce, rice with kimchi, and pickles, Yang Song also drank rice wine. This meal was quite delicious.

Very comfortable.

"Give me two catties of all the peppers. I want these six kinds of hot sauce. I want all kinds of kimchi except these three. I want these nine kinds of rice wine."

Yang Song divided all the things he bought into two parts, one part was quietly hidden in the space, and the other part was sent to Los Angeles.

Of course, some of them were specially prepared for Meng Shihan.

Wherever you go, you can't forget your girlfriend.

Of course, Chen Ming and the others were also involved, especially Gu Baiwei. Yang Song gave him the ingredients and sent him a note, all of which were his food knowledge during his stay in Shenyang.

Even Shen Huaizhao and Yang Song who have not heard from him have prepared rice wine.

When he was away from home, Yang Song changed his mobile phone card early, and made up his mind not to contact anyone. Even when he mailed things, he chose slow mail.

Otherwise, when this thing arrives in Los Angeles, others dare not tell, that kid Chen Ming can immediately rush to block Yang Song in a private jet.

This kind of thing must not happen.

As for the Yang family soldiers in Los Angeles, apart from tirelessly running to the supermarket to buy steamed buns, they also went to Baifeng Pavilion to have a look.

"Brother Song still hasn't come back today."

"Still closed."

"I feel like my life has been hollowed out."

"Brother Song is so cruel!"

……

Recently, Chen Ming directly lived in the group, started the 966 work mode, and even occasionally 996, and 997.

He is like a woman from a good family who was abandoned by a scumbag, and can only numb herself by working.

Meng Shijia was packed by his father and thrown into a military school.

"It's time for you to learn how to support your family."

He asked his sister for help, and her sister told him: "I gave the school's leaflet to my father."

The child is desperate.

Meng Shihan is like a normal person, going in and out every day, going shopping for beauty treatment, and going abroad for two days from time to time.

Of course, there are also Yang Song's properties, which she will visit from time to time.

The most amazing thing is that Meng Shihan quietly went to a cooking class to learn how to cook.

Just because she has a boyfriend who is a great chef doesn't mean she's good at cooking.

There is also the gentleman Meng Wan, who has been quite hot-tempered in the lawyer's office recently.

A certain nouveau riche got rich, not only bought a big house in the city, but also knocked down the house in his hometown and rebuilt it.

"I want to build a big villa, and Lao Liang's family is jealous. They dare to make trouble for me. It would be easy to break his leg."

"That's because you've taken over other people's land!" Lawyer Meng said, "You can build whatever you want on your homestead. Who told you to tear down other people's courtyard walls and occupy their land?"

"There is not enough space, otherwise how can we build a big villa?"

"Now there are only two ways. First, you go to the two families to make an apology plus compensation. If they are willing to forgive you, everyone will be happy."

"Based on my status today, if I apologize to an old farmer, he is also worthy?" people?"

"Get out of this door, you are not welcome in our law firm!"

The upstart was driven away, and Meng Wan's assistant poured himself a cup of hot water to calm his shock: "Lawyer Meng has already driven away five clients." '

"Remember, in the future, don't let such a person who flouts the law let him in, it's a waste of my time and my mood." Meng Wan has been in a bad mood for a long time, and he only feels good recently when he eats the buns left by Yang Song .

(End of this chapter)