Super Chef Tycoon

Chapter 1179 Food is definitely not just to fill the stomach

Chapter 1179 Food is definitely not just to fill the stomach
Yang Song and Gao Gui, one big and one small, really have the ability to quarrel.

One sentence from you, one sentence from me, no one will let anyone else.

The two bickered and walked.

The scene is unusually harmonious.

Passers-by are inevitably surprised.

"The two brothers have such a good relationship!"

Yang Song was proud: 'I am still young and handsome! '

Classmate Gaogui immediately said loudly: "Dad, you are old now, don't always pretend to be tender and lie to the innocent and lovely young lady to play kisses, mother is still waiting for us at home."

Passers-by looked at Yang Song in embarrassment: "Big brother can't tell that you are not young, and you are quite obscene!"

After speaking, he shook his head and left with a sigh.

Yang Song was left on the spot so angry that he wanted to beat someone up.

"There's a camera there." Gao Gui's little classmate said.

"Boy, there is always a place without a camera, just wait for me."

"Hehe, adults!"

"You don't need to eat the pot-packed meat later."

"Are you threatening me?" Gao Gui was a little nervous.

For Gao Gao, who is going to be a master chef in the future, missing out on delicious food is like a disaster.

Yang Song raised his eyebrows: "Teach you a truth, this is called the happiness of the rich."

"You actually teach children to value money!"

"What's wrong with focusing on money?"

"Can money really buy happiness?"

Yang Song knew that this kid had been taught crookedly.

"Are you happy eating barbecue?"

"nonsense."

"Then do you need money for barbecue?"

Gao Gui was a little stunned.

This is not in line with the education he has been receiving.

A pure and innocent child.

Yang Song asked again: "Do you need money to buy clothes?"

Another blow.

"Buying toys, buying books, buying drinks, taking a car, etc., there are so many, what can be done without money?"

Gao Gui has never made any money. For him, money is just a matter of telling his parents when he needs it, and the money will be in his hands.

"Is your parents' money blown by the wind?"

"Are they tired of working to make money every day?"

"The sanitation workers sweeping the street, the small bosses who set up stalls early in the morning, those who deliver food, receive couriers, and those who drive... Most of them are 360 ​​days a year, regardless of winter or summer. Do you think they will Don't you want to rest? Want to go out and play?"

Many people are very hard, this is everyday, very ordinary and easy to see everything.

Then it was ignored of course.

Yang Song said: "Why do they have to work so hard?"

"Earn money to support the family." It's not that Gao Gui doesn't know anything.

"By the way, besides raising a family, there are people who do it for their dreams. Just like you, being a chef is very hard. You have to turn around the stove in the summer, and you still enjoy it. This is the meaning of life."

Yang Song rubbed Gao Gui's head:
"Boy, don't think it's vulgar to be greedy for money. It's wrong to talk about money. There's nothing wrong with money. As long as you get it legally by your own ability, it's your ability. How much money you make is sometimes a manifestation of your ability."

Noble nodded half understanding.

"It's so good." Yang Song rubbed his head again, and actually gave birth to the illusion of raising a son.

Having a son doesn't seem all that bad either.

Hey, children are very easy to fool, so good.

"Should I have a son or a daughter?"

It's still a long way to go.

Under the ginkgo tree in the alley, Yang Song and Gao Gui fought against each other.

The child frowned in thought, while the adult smiled silly: "Children make choices, adults want everything, sons and daughters can have everything." '

Yang Song figured it out, and cheerfully sent a message to Meng Shihan: "Xiaohan, how about we want two children? One son and one daughter."

Meng Shihan who is far away in Los Angeles: "..."

Her fiancé, who had been missing for so long and hadn't heard from her, suddenly contacted her just to have children, and wanted two at once.

What operation?
Hell?
Is it me?
Meng Shihan still knows Yang Song well, he is an intermittent neuropathy patient who always gets sick every once in a while.

"???" Meng Shihan couldn't calm down, she couldn't keep up with Yang Song's train of thought.

This man is obviously so good at cooking, he insisted on going to college, working part-study and finally graduated, so he resolutely became a chef.

With a serious restaurant, from time to time, I have to push the snack cart around the streets and alleys.

It's really nice when you have a good temper, but when you have a bad temper, it doesn't matter who comes.

When you are stingy, you are really stingy, and when you are generous, you really show your mind.

For Yang Song, Meng Shihan can only be described as unique.

The only one in heaven and earth.

"Honey, we should have a son first, let me practice my hands. I am not very experienced in being a father for the first time. After that, we will have a daughter. She must be very beautiful. She is the kind of proud young lady who is so beautiful in the legend. She must Do you know who my father is? My father is Yang Song, the King of Cooking God, and I am the daughter of the King of Cooking God. No one dares to bully her. Wherever she goes, everyone admire!"

The more Yang Song thinks about it, the more he has a sense of the picture.

I can't wait to have a princess-like daughter who can already run and talk.

Meng Shihan's face was covered with black lines.

Looking at this wild idea, the other party must be Yang Song himself.

"Or should we have twins? Two at a time, lest you have to have another one."

"Triplets are not out of the question."

"Do I want one daughter and two sons, or two daughters and one son?"

So distressed?

"Or quadruplets, two sons and two daughters, which seems more even."

Even Meng Shihan's soul is a black line.

"My daughter is an arrogant princess, what about my son?"

"If you want to be a chef, you can be anything else. For example, king of soldiers, sage of medicine, lord of the fairy world, god of stocks, Frankenstein, etc." Yang Song said again: "Don't worry, I am an enlightened father and I will not hinder you." son's future development."

Meng Shihan: "Can't my son be an ordinary person?"

"Don't be kidding, how can my son be ordinary?" Yang Song didn't make such a plan: "I am the man who wants to become the king of chefs. I have offended many people in the past, and I will offend even more in the future. There are everywhere, my son's growth experience will definitely not be dull and dull, the sky will send a big responsibility to everyone, and my son is definitely not an ordinary person."

Is this comfort?

"What about your daughter? Are you not worried about those people threatening your daughter?"

"Who dares to threaten my daughter?"

Double standard dog.

"You want your daughter to make embroidered pillows, or straw bags?"

"That was not what I meant."

"I don't agree!" Meng Shihan said, "I want my daughter to be a real lady from a famous family."

"Isn't it a meaning?"

"Of course not. You want your daughter to be a waste. I want her to learn from her real talents. This is the true meaning of pride."

"I make so much money, my daughter just needs to be a smart person and know how to spend money."

"No."

It never occurred to them that the two people who were thousands of miles apart, their sons and daughters were still missing.

What's more, as the sons and daughters of the future king of kitchen gods, how could they be mediocre?
(End of this chapter)

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