Super Chef Tycoon

Chapter 6 Defamation
"If you don't see this roasted gluten, relying on this fragrance alone, it can really become a first-class delicacy, but..."

Mr. Ye looked a bit distracted, and glanced at Yang Song with a somewhat haughty attitude. The latter looked bewildered, what is this guy here for?So I couldn't help asking: "Old man, do you want to buy it? If you don't buy it, please don't block the people behind you to buy it, okay?"
Originally, Yang Song's tone was considered kind, but when Mr. Ye heard this, he immediately became unhappy. He slammed the crutch in his hand and said angrily, "Presumptuous! What's your attitude? I kindly pointed out to you You still don't appreciate my shortcomings?"

Appreciate?Are you as capable as my gourmet system?Rely on the old and sell the old.Yang Song was not willing to talk to such people, and directly shouted at the customers behind: "Everyone come forward, line up! Don't rush!"

As soon as the customers behind heard this, they flocked forward, holding money in their hands, or those who were holding mobile phones and ready to scan the QR code to pay.

Chen Ming became anxious immediately, he only sold a hundred skewers a day, and now he sold dozens of skewers, and there will be none left when the time comes!Thinking of the deliciousness of roasted gluten, Chen Ming couldn't help swallowing, and ignored Mr. Ye.

"Boss! Give me twenty skewers! I'll pay now!"

"Good Le!"

Yang Song nodded, shouted, and quickly started to prepare the twenty skewers that Chen Ming needed.When Mr. Ye saw it, he became anxious immediately, and stopped Chen Ming who was about to enter the password.

"Mr. Chen, this thing is not to be eaten indiscriminately. It is roasted in a mess, and it is still sold for 100 yuan. It is clear that there is something shady in it. I am afraid it will make people addicted!"

As soon as these words came out, the booth that was still lively suddenly became quieter. Everyone stopped grabbing hands and looked at Yang Song nervously.

Hearing someone slandering him, Yang Song became very angry immediately. After all, he was still a half-grown child. He threw all the roasted gluten in his hand into the trash can with a slap, and then walked out from his car.

"Old man, I respect you as an old man, but don't speak too harshly, be careful and I will sue you at the police station!"

"Sue me? Hehe, if it wasn't for some tricks, why would you be so excited? You're just a guilty conscience!"

Mr. Ye was not worried, he sneered, he was highly respected in this city, who would call me Mr. Ye when he saw me, and be scared by you kid?
The rest of the peddlers next to them, when they heard this, their eyes lit up, and they deliberately raised their voices to whisper.

"That's right, I've been in this business for so long, and I haven't seen such an addictive baked gluten."

"I guess! That kind of thing should be placed!"

"Almost! Do you remember the news in the news last time? There is a hot pot restaurant that puts poppy shells in the soup base. This baked gluten is probably filled with messy things!"

"No wonder the business is so good, it's all black money!"

Yang Song almost died of anger. After all, he couldn't tell about his food system, so Yang Song made a quick decision.

"Okay!" Yang Song raised his voice and shouted: "Mr. Chen, can you do me a favor!"

Seeing that Yang Song seemed to have plans to prove his innocence, Chen Ming didn't want such delicious food to be fake, so he immediately raised his hand to show that he was there.

Seeing Chen Ming's answer, Yang Song picked up the notebook in his backpack, took out a pen and wrote a lot of seasonings, including fresh gluten, and placed it in front of Ye Lao.

"Old man, you can see clearly that these things are normal seasonings. In order to prevent you from saying that mine has other things, I will ask Mr. Chen to purchase these things now."

Ye Lao lowered his head and took a closer look at the condiments inside. They were almost all pepper and cumin powder, and there was nothing wrong with them!So he glanced at Chen Ming.

The latter understood, grabbed the notebook and walked towards the nearby supermarket, which had everything that one could expect, and it was normal to have these things.

When Chen Ming came back, Yang Song carried the bag, put it on his booth, and shouted at Mr. Ye: "You can see clearly, these things were just bought by Mr. Chen! If I can't do it My smell before I came out, I took the initiative to surrender to the police station!"

"Very good! Let's do it!" Mr. Ye couldn't believe it now. A kid can really make roasted gluten such a miraculous taste, which makes people flock to it for 100 yuan.

But Yang Song was not in a hurry to act, but looked at Mr. Ye with a half-smile.

"Huh?" Mr. Ye thought he didn't dare, so he sneered, "If you don't dare, turn yourself in quickly, don't hurt others."

"No no no! You misunderstood me!"

Yang Song shook his head, with an inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth, "I mean, I failed, and I will surrender myself, but what if I do it? What do you say?"

Uh, at this moment, Mr. Ye was also stunned. He just felt that if he couldn't do what he should do, he must have failed. He never thought about what to do if he succeeded.

"If you succeed, you will succeed! You can continue to sell your roasted gluten!" Mr. Ye blushed, and held back for a long time before he could say such a sentence.

It is impossible for him, a long-established figure, to bow his head and admit his mistakes!Even if he really did something wrong, then this matter is at most nothing!

"Impossible!" Yang Song frowned and shouted: "If I win, then you have slandered me, and then you want to walk away. How can there be such a cheap thing? Let me tell you, if I win, you must Apologize to me!"

Yang Song didn't intend to be too stiff, but just asked for an apology. Mr. Ye's face darkened, and he was about to say something, but he saw that Yang Song had already started to move his hands.

The movements are fast and graceful, dazzling and unreal.

In fact, Yang Song himself was a little uncertain. The gluten was automatically produced by the system before, but now he doesn't know if he can succeed.

But even so, Yang Song was really angry. That old man didn't know anything, and if he slandered himself like this, he would definitely be angry!Don't steam the steamed buns to fight for breath!

But the system is so miraculous, obviously it was my inexperienced technique, but the gluten gradually began to exude an attractive fragrance, and slowly turned into the previous pitch-black appearance, looking as if it had been scorched.

Chen Ming and the rest of the guests could not help but twitch their noses when they smelled it, and swallowed unconsciously.

(End of this chapter)