Super Chef Tycoon

Chapter 64

Mr. Wang seemed to have guessed what his grandson would say, so he didn't care at all, pointing to the roasted gluten and said, "Then try this roasted gluten!"

Wang Shuhuan nodded, picked up the roasted gluten, and gently put it in his mouth. When he bit it, the crispy texture burst instantly, and the inside was full of chewy texture. It was cooked right now, and it was burnt on the outside and tender on the inside!This taste, it seems that 100 yuan a bunch is not expensive!
"This grilled gluten, look at the ingredients he placed outside!" Wang Lao pointed to the gluten that Yang Song placed outside.

This gluten should look like baked gluten that doesn't cost a dollar a piece in the supermarket, but why can the taste be so good?

"Give you such ingredients, tell me, can you make such a taste?" Mr. Wang wiped his mouth!Putting down the chopsticks, he shouted at Yang Song: "Boss, I'll have another serving of all the skewers!"

"Okay!" Yang Song didn't pay attention to what they said, but just prepared things with peace of mind.

Finally, after Yang Song handed over the skewers to Mr. Wang, the second guest came, a cute little girl who ran over with a pink girl on her back.

"Brother! I want a bunch of beef skewers! A bunch of grilled gluten and grilled chicken wings! Don't be spicy!" The little girl took out her mobile phone, scanned the QR code skillfully, and paid for it!

This girl looks to be seventeen or eighteen years old. It seems that she is only a high school student, and her family should be rich. Yang Song has seen her many times, and calls her brother every time, so Yang Song remembers it clearly , I just don't know the name.

"Little sister, would you like some fried rice noodles today? It's a new product! The portion is not too much, you should finish it!" Yang Song kindly reminded, is it enough for the little girl to eat three skewers at night?

The little girl glanced at the rules written on the Yangsong brand with some worry, hesitated for a while, and asked: "Is there really not much? I didn't see it at first. If I can't finish it, you won't let me buy it." Already!"

"Don't worry!" Yang Song chuckled, "I'm still very clear about my portions. After eating three skewers of fried rice noodles, you're definitely full, and you don't need to eat supper at night!"

Hearing what Yang Song said, the little girl felt relieved, remembering the first time they met, Yang Song didn't fool herself, and nodded, "Okay then! Give me a copy! 150, right? I'll give it to you now." Your money!"

"Okay! Sit down and wait!" Yang Song nodded, took out a portion of fried rice noodles, and was ready to start frying.

It happened to be noon that day, and Yang Song came out to set up a stall with his cart as usual. The first customer was this little girl. She was walking in the food street with a sundae in her arms, and was attracted by the aroma of Yang Song's roasted gluten.

The dialogue is also extremely interesting!The little girl still remembers now!

"Big brother, is your baked gluten delicious?"

"Delicious! One hundred skewers, one skewer?"

"But my mother said it's not good to eat food from roadside stalls!"

"Then do you want it?"

"I..." the little girl thought about it carefully, and in the end she really had no choice but to be attracted by the aroma, and finally sighed, "Okay! I'll just order a bunch! I can still afford it for 100 yuan!"

It was this moment that made this little girl a regular customer, and later joined Xiaoliu's group, who happened to live nearby, and ran over to eat delicious food when she received the news!

Now she watched Yang Song skillfully cooking skewers!The little girl tilted her head and thought for a while, then asked curiously: "Brother, do you still have an island country named Xingping Chuangzhen?"

"Xingping, what's the truth?" Yang Song looked confused, what is this little girl talking about?
As if looking at an alien, the little girl opened her mouth exaggeratedly, and shouted: "No way! Big brother, you are not very old! Why doesn't even Xing Ping Chuangzhen know? The protagonist of Spirit of the Halberd!"

"Oh oh oh! Anime?" Yang Song finally heard it. He had seen this anime on the Internet, but he hadn't. He shook his head: "I'm an authentic Chinese, how can there be such a mess? name!"

Seeing this name, the little girl giggled and said happily, "Then you used to be called Liu Angxing?"

Yang Song knew the name, sighed, and put the fried rice noodles in the mouth of the dining table, "Okay, I'm not the master of China, let's eat quickly! The skewers and fried rice noodles are all ready, you go Try it!"

"Okay!" The little girl sniffed the scent, picked up the plate in satisfaction, and walked to the seat.

At this time, Wang Shuhuan stood up with a gloomy face, walked in front of Yang Song, and asked in a deep voice, "What kind of secret method do you use to bake these skewers?"

"this."

Yang Song was stunned for a moment, isn't this guy stupid?Since he knew it was a secret method, he still asked, but he didn't want to talk to him, and kept his aloof attitude, so Yang Song ignored it, but lowered his head and started preparing the rest of the skewers.

Wang Shuhuan didn't expect that Yang Song would ignore him at all. Originally, there was resentment in his heart. He slapped the table and scolded: "Don't pretend to me, I still want to order!"

"The menu is outside, what do you want?" Yang Song replied flatly, without raising his head, he raised his finger to the bulletin board hanging outside.

"We are in Los Angeles now, so I want to eat the famous dish of Los Angeles, squirrel mandarin fish!" Wang Shuhuan didn't care what Yang Song's sign said, and ordered a dish that tested his skills.

Yo, is this a bug?Knowing that this young man was brought by Mr. Wang, Yang Song raised his head and glanced at Mr. Wang, but the latter was eating the skewers slowly, as if he didn't care about the affairs here at all.

Yang Song finally put down the kitchen knife in his hand, pointed to the bulletin board outside again, and said lightly: "That's all, just order whatever you want!"

"Can't you do it?" Wang Shuhuan felt that this boss didn't want to do it, but he couldn't!

I wipe!This guy actually found out!It's terrible, isn't it?But Yang Song still had to keep aloof, ignored him, picked up the kitchen knife, and continued to process the ingredients quietly. There is something wrong with this person!
"Won't you still set up a stall here? If you do, come and compare with me. What kind of cook are you making some skewers? These things will not be on the table at all!" Wang Shuhuan is about to go berserk now, and his grandfather said a word before , that made him so irritable.

At that time, Mr. Wang finished eating the roasted leeks, put the bamboo sticks on the table, and said something lightly.

"Your craftsmanship is no better than one-tenth of the boss's. The same leeks, you can't bake such delicious food at all."

(End of this chapter)