Super Chef Tycoon

Chapter 1241
Whether it is true or not, everyone will read on.

Its daybreak!
Yang Song's biological clock made him open his eyes on time, stand up and wash his hands, and then start to move his body.

"It's a pity I can't run today."

Yang Song walked around the wine jar, and began to exercise on the ring with peace of mind.

"Chu Yang, do you want to run?"

"I can't run today, so I'll just move around." Yang Song did some warm-up exercises and planned to officially start.

A punch, a palm split, and two hundred push-ups are almost enough.

"We accompany you!"

An open space was quickly opened among the crowd.

Everyone in red sportswear opened up.

"Chu Yang, radio gymnastics is very healthy, let's do this!"

Just do it.

Let's play music!
"The second set of broadcasting gymnastics for elementary and middle school students in the country has started..."

"One two three four, two two three four, three two three four..."

If there is anything that can awaken people's common memory, it is definitely radio gymnastics that is popular across the country.

Street interview:

"What? Radio gymnastics? I don't know how to do it. How many years have I graduated?"

"Forget it, I forgot it all a long time ago. I only remember two, two, three, four. I really can't remember anything else. It seems that there is a jumping exercise that is very fun."

"I remember, the young eagles take off, the youth dances, and the times are calling!"

"I only remember one squatting movement, I can't think of anything else."

"It didn't feel very interesting at the time, but now thinking about radio gymnastics is actually very useful."

"I like doing radio gymnastics, and the lady leading the gymnastics is very beautiful, but it's a pity that I have forgotten all about it now."

……

Basically everyone thought they had forgotten radio gymnastics, when the familiar music sounded.

Unconsciously, the movement followed.

Yang Song didn't intend to do radio gymnastics, but when the music started, he couldn't help but started.

Except for the group of red tracksuits, the others unconsciously raised their arms and legs, jumped and turned around.

"I didn't expect that after so many years, I would still broadcast gymnastics!"

"Me too, you can see that the movements are done according to the old standard."

"This time I'm back to my youth!"

"No!"

A group of people laughed and laughed.

It only takes more than three minutes to do a set of radio gymnastics, but the effect is very good.

"Let's do another set!"

There are many sets of radio gymnastics, anyway, everyone has fun.

"Chef Yang, don't forget your dishes!"

"I won't forget it, don't worry!" Yang Song also thanked him.

He is Jansson, Jansson with a developed sense of smell.

Kazuo Nozawa thought Yang Song was sleeping and playing, but he was not doing business anyway.

Only Yang Song knew that he had been paying attention to Fotiaoqiang.

He has a steelyard in his mind about the temperature changes, the maturity of the ingredients in the wine tank, how the taste is, and the changes in the taste.

Even the humidity and temperature in the air are being calculated.

Every time Yang Song goes to sleep, he calculates the time in his heart, and his nose is also awake.

Nozawa Ichiro misunderstood, it can only be said that he is really not knowledgeable enough.

No two leaves are the same, and no cooks are the same.

Who said chefs have to guard the stove so bitterly?
Geniuses are different from mortals.

You can't use the standards of geniuses to ask mortals, and naturally you can't use the self-righteousness of mortals to ask geniuses, that would be cruel.

Unfortunately, this truth is not clear to everyone.

Yang Song understood, but Nozawa Ichiro did not understand.

Otherwise, Ichiro Nozawa would not have made the same mistake twice.

Both of them have entered the final stage of Buddha Jumping Over the Wall.

At this time, it is necessary to gradually reduce the fire and then reduce it.

Be sure to keep the ingredients in the wine jar continuously heated, and never overheat.

At the last moment, we must be cautious and avoid falling short.

Nozawa Ichiro nervously began to mutter something to the wine jar.

Yang Song actually went to pick the ingredients again at this time.

"What is this for? Does Chef Yang want to add food to Buddha's Jumping Wall?"

"It's past nine o'clock now, is there still time to add food?"

"I don't know, but I heard people say that in the past, many rich and noble families would compare each other to see who puts more precious ingredients, and whoever has more face."

"It's not like you can put any precious ingredients in it? What if it's not delicious?"

"Of course, in the end it must depend on the taste."

"Chef Yang has already put so many good ingredients, what else can I put in it now?"

"All the things that fly in the sky, those that swim in the water, and those that run on the ground are released. I really can't think of any other precious ingredients."

"There are no aliens yet."

"Brother, you are so funny."

"I think so."

……

Yang Song took a carrot.

The audience was in an uproar, and the hearts of the audience were now lined with black lines.

"We all thought you were going to magnify your move, but we didn't expect you to take out a carrot?"

"Could it be that this radish looks ordinary, but it's actually extraordinary?"

"It's very possible that Brother Song is just grilling a beef skewer, and the beef used is extraordinary. What's more, um, what, no matter how you look at it, it seems to be a carrot."

Yang Song even took a bite, crunchy, juicy and sweet.

"This seems to be our local radish. The vegetable market sells it for ninety-nine cents a catty."

"That's right, you see there is still a shopping bag next to Brother Song, which is the bag from the vegetable market next to it."

"Brother Song took another bite and nodded in satisfaction."

This radish is so delicious, it really deserves to be the radish I picked out myself.

Yang Song took out a few more radishes, a basket full of radishes, all juicy and juicy.

Then, he just sat there and chopped turnips.

Yang Song held two big round radishes with one hand and cut them with a long knife.

beep, beep, beep...

The light of the knife flickered, and the radish was first sliced ​​and then shredded.

Yang Song chops vegetables, and the knife falls like snow blowing in the wind.

"I think Chef Yang didn't look at the kitchen knife at all. It was too fast. I didn't even see it clearly. The sturdy radish turned into silk."

"It's a bit dazzling!"

The huge porcelain basin beside Yang Song's table is being filled up bit by bit.

"For the first time, I feel that human hands are faster than machines."

"I knew Chef Yang's knives were good before, but I didn't expect it to be so good. I think the shredded radishes are all the same thickness."

"so amazing!"

The two brothers Situ Qing and Situ Ran didn't feel it, and even yawned.

"What is this?" Situ Qing said.

This guy's voice is not too small, and he even chose to say it in a disdainful tone during the discussion between everyone.

"What did you say? Look down on Chef Yang?"

"There are so many shredded radishes, if Chef Yang has divine help, can you be better than Chef Yang?"

"Children, don't just speak out loud when you don't understand anything."

Situ Qing waited for them to finish, and then said: "You guys misunderstood, I mean you just saw Brother Song chopping carrots and thought he was amazing, that really underestimated him."

(End of this chapter)