Super Chef Tycoon

Chapter 1184 Songge Shengming
"Reflecting on my mistakes before, and the tears and snot all lie to me, right? I already know how bad people can become good just by hanging around?"

Yang Song got excited and continued to slap his face with the sole of his shoe.

"Fortunately, I was not deceived by you with my sharp eyes. You still don't know your mistake, so you can only hang on."

"Hang on, I really think I'm afraid of you!" Wu Chuang is a hooligan. "Wait until I get out, I'll kill you! And Gao Tiezhu's family, I'll kill you all!"

If this was in ancient times, it would be a proper bandit and robber.

"I woke you up to let you go."

Yang Song was very sorry, and Wu Chuang, who was cursing, was very regretful.

"I didn't expect you to like being hung up. I can't go against your wish, so you can hang up."

"No, I don't want to be hung, you let me down!"

Yang Song slowly returned to the ground, raised his eyebrows and smiled at him, showing his white teeth and evil face.

"You lied to me, you didn't even want to let me go!" Gao Tiezhu was so angry that he wanted to rush down and bite Yang Song.

"Get smarter. I just lied to you. You are still fooled. You are fooled. Why are you angry when you are cheated?" Yang Song asked confidently.

"Aren't you angry that you were cheated when you stepped on your horse?"

"Then you still lie to others?"

Wu Chuang was speechless for a while.

Repay him in his own way.

It's cool to get revenge, and the aggrieved by the revenge is about to explode.

Wu Chuang has been a bastard since he was a child. After so many years, this is the first time he has met someone like Yang Song.

He couldn't fight, scold, win, and cheat, and was played around by Yang Song.

"You are simply more rogue than a rogue!"

"Thank you." Before Yang Song left, he said again: "Go back to sleep. It's time to eat later, and I'll call you back."

"Bastard..."

Yang Song left.

He kept his promise, and jumped into the space from time to time to greet Wu Chuang.

"Don't go to sleep, come and get caught in the rain, you look so bad, you should take a bath, don't worry, I'll give you warm rain next time, you won't catch a cold."

"I mean enough to you, right? I'm not willing to hit you with a durian. This is the shell of jackfruit. Oh, what a mistake. Jackfruit and durian look so much alike!"

"Get up and eat! Hurry up and wake up!"

"It's been raining or the sun has been shining for the past two days. It's so boring. Do you want to enjoy the snow?"

So, Yang Song arranged a hailstorm for him.

Wu Chuang was a little nervous after being tortured.

"Have you had enough fun? What do you want?"

Yang Song is still smiling, very bright and bright smile: "Of course I hope you will be a good man, don't you know that we humans, as the primates of all things, have experienced hundreds of millions of years of evolution, from apes to humans, We have worked hard for so long, in order not to let the efforts of our ancestors go to waste, you have to work hard to be a good person, and you must not lose the face of your ancestors, understand?"

The scumbag Wu Chuang couldn't understand at all, his eyes were red with confusion, and he was about to cry: "What are you talking about?"

"It's okay, you just have to continue the transformation!"

Wu Chuang rolled his eyes and passed out.

"Crying, making trouble and hanging yourself three times, your trick is very old-fashioned."

It is a business to search for food every day and learn more ways to make food.

Going to the space every day to educate the little hooligan Wu is also a business.

Yang Song was extremely busy.

He now runs to Gao Tiezhu's shop almost every day.

Now Tiezhu Gourmet has another great chef, Yang Song.

Whenever Yang Song ate any delicious food, he went to Tiezhu Food to make it.

A chef cooks, in addition to his own cooking skills, the most inseparable is the diners.

Feedback from diners is crucial.

Once upon a time, the diners in Baifeng Pavilion wrote a short composition for Yang Song.

A tear of sympathy for them.

When he arrived at his shop, Yang Song didn't like asking someone to write a small composition.

He let Noble write.

"This is the chicken rice bowl I made today, try it and give me some advice."

"How dare you ask me to give my opinion? I am a third-year student who has eaten half of Shenyang and less than half of Northeast."

"Little ghost, have you eaten since your last life?" Yang Song took out a beautiful notebook: "Let go of writing, as long as your opinions are meaningful, I will let you choose a place for dinner next time, and you can order whatever you want. No limit."

"Okay, high five!"

It hits it off.

Yang Song has tasted countless chicken racks, and is deeply infatuated with Shen Yue's various chicken racks.

What tin foil chicken racks, fried chicken racks, grilled chicken racks, smoked chicken racks, fried chicken racks, spicy fried chicken racks, and marinated chicken racks.

What Yang Song is most interested in is chicken racks and rice. Baifeng Pavilion itself has grilled chicken racks, and he knows how to make chicken racks from various companies after he tastes them.

But this is the first time Yang Song has heard of the chicken rice bowl.

The chicken rack doesn't have that much meat, nor are there any bones to chew on.

It is the legendary chicken rib.

Less meat, but flavorful.

However, chicken racks have always been a snack and a complementary food. This is the first time I have seen someone make a chicken rack into a rice bowl.

Yang Song was amazed when he saw it for the first time.

Absolutely thick oily red sauce, the whole bowl is covered with bright red chicken dishes, which is not much worse than the color of tomato sauce.

The stickiness of some curry cheese.

It doesn't smell that strong, but after eating it, I found that the taste is really good.

Sweet and salty, very refreshing and very fragrant, the sauce is also rich, very suitable for rice bowls.

The chicken racks here are not for empty mouthfuls, but diners need to stir them by themselves. The chicken racks and sauce are fully blended, and they are mixed with rice before eating.

The bones of the chicken rack are very soft, and usually break after a few chews, but the chicken rack bones in the chicken rack rice bowl are softer, and can even be chewed and swallowed directly.

Anytime a bone is chewed, it's a carnivore's preference.

What's more, gnawing bones can also supplement calcium.

Looking up, sure enough, the diners in the store are chewing carefully with their eyes closed and their mouths closed, and they can hear the creaking sound from time to time.

The aroma of bones, meat, sauce, and rice are all integrated into a bowl. You don’t need to spit out the bones, just open your mouth and eat with peace of mind. It is labor-saving, efficient and delicious. This is the essence of donburi.

In the end everyone ate clean.

The same is true of Yang Song.

Yang Song was so excited when he ate food that he had never heard of before, he almost got into the space in the street to practice cooking.

"Host, calm down and be rational, hold back!" The system stopped him in time.

Yang Song ran back to the hotel, hung a "Do Not Disturb" sign on the doorknob, and got into the space impatiently.

It also scared Wu Chuang.

"You're here again! You're here again!"

This time, Yang Song ignored him at all and hurried to the kitchen.

Even if it is the first time to eat it, Yang Song also knows that the chicken rice bowl needs to be marinated and marinated in advance.

It all takes time.

Fortunately, in his own space, he has no shortage of time, let alone ingredients.

Yang Song carefully patted the chicken rack three times in the kitchen before marinating.

Cooking, he has enough patience.

(End of this chapter)