Super Chef Tycoon

Chapter 87 The Game Begins

Chen Ming also came over and said with a wry smile: "This guy treats everyone equally, so be it! Let this girl eat slowly! Go over there and drive faster, only a few minutes, time is enough!"

Everyone had no choice but to continue to wait, Wu Yueqiao blushed, feeling a little embarrassed, looking around, it seemed that she was really the only one left.

Seeing this, Wu Yue had no choice but to finish the longxu noodles in clear soup, then wiped her mouth and stood up, scanned the QR code, and apologized to Yang Song after paying: "Sorry, I made the boss embarrassing Already!"

"It's okay, welcome to come next time!"

Seeing that Wu Yue had also finished eating, Yang Song sat up and began to pack up. Everyone wanted to help, but seeing Yang Song's stare, they had to stand obediently by the side and wait for Yang Song to pack up.

A few minutes later, Yang Song finally packed up his things. Seeing everyone's anxious faces, he said slowly, "Okay, business hours are over, we can leave!"

"It's alright, let's go! Boss! I drove the car, I'll take you with me!" A middle-aged man hurriedly took out his car keys, Mercedes-Benz, it looks very high-end!

Yang Song shook his head and said with a smile: "No need, I have a driver, he will take me there later, Chen Ming, hurry up and drive!"

Chen Ming sighed, looked at the crowd helplessly, and took out the car keys, "I'm the driver, okay, I'm going to drive!"

When Wu Yue saw Chen Ming, she almost bit her tongue in fright. This guy is actually Chen Ming!The boss' driver is actually Chen Ming?Isn't he the prince of the Chen Group?Acting as a driver for Yang Song?If his father found out, he wouldn't be so angry.

Seeing that Yang Song had a driver, everyone didn't bother to investigate further, and started running towards their own cars. Those who had a car drove, and those who didn't have a car just rubbed off. Everyone didn't care. They mainly cheered for Yang Song. , are friends!

Seeing that everyone had left, Wu Yue also knew the place, ran to her little donkey, started the car and started running towards the destination.

As for the barbecue stand, the boss looked at the barbecue and fried rice on the table, sighed, and said to himself: "Go in and have another one, how can you do this business!"

Finally, in the last 5 minutes, Yang Song and others finally arrived at the destination, a venue for the competition, which was the place of the previous Chef King Competition, which can accommodate hundreds of people to watch together. Wang Shuhuan has been waiting there for a long time, After waiting for a long time, Yang Song didn't show up, but now he finally saw this guy appearing, and he started talking.

"Hey! Isn't this Boss Yang Songyang? Finally here? I thought you were a coward and dared not come!"

Yang Song slowly came to his place, and saw that there were only various kitchen utensils on it, and there were no seasonings or materials.

"What? Do you need to prepare materials for today's competition? Tell me earlier! I'll go back and get them!" Yang Song yawned. He was tired for a long time today and wanted to rest early.

Wang Shuhuan shook his head, waved his hand, and soon someone came up with various ingredients, all of which were materials for making squirrel mandarin fish, including a large water tank, in which more than a dozen mandarin fish were swimming happily.

"There are so many mandarin fish in this tank, but there are only two wild mandarin fish in it. To be honest, I don't know which one is. We have to choose it ourselves!"

When he said this, Wang Shuhuan showed a smug expression on his face. He has learned to distinguish the difference between wild and farmed since he was a child.This level is purely to make things difficult for Yang Song.

"Are you saying you don't know if you don't know? I don't believe it!" Standing on the stand, Chen Ming shouted in dissatisfaction when he heard what Wang Shuhuan said.

When the rest of the people heard Chen Ming shouting, they also booed along with Chen Ming.

Yang Song looked indifferent at that time, raised his hand, signaled everyone to be quiet, and said with a light smile: "I believe you, you will definitely not do such a thing, but can you hurry up, this kind of competition is too boring, I I want to go home and sleep!"

"Boy, don't be too arrogant, I will let you know what real cooking is today!"

Wang Shuhuan looked at Yang Song's indifferent face, and immediately became angry. From the first time he saw him, this guy had a flat face, as if he couldn't hear what he said.

Seeing this scene, Chen Ming burst out laughing. Meng Shihan was taken aback when sitting beside him, and asked strangely, "What are you laughing at?"

"It turns out that Yang Song's attitude towards others is so funny to me!" Chen Mingle couldn't take it anymore, and it seemed really interesting to see Yang Song gossip about others like this.

Meng Shihan gave him a blank look, then turned her head and continued to look at the match scene, "You're still laughing because of you, but it's the same every day when you are pushed by Yang Song."

Chen Ming seemed to have heard some terrible secret!His eyes widened, and he asked incredulously, "Are you sure? Do I get bullied like this by Yang Song every day?"

"That's right, as long as you know! Watch the game!" Meng Shihan didn't continue talking to Chen Ming, but continued to watch the game seriously!

Hearing what Meng Shihan said, Chen Ming also began to look seriously. After three days of practice, his hands were fatally frozen every time. If he didn't win, it would be unreasonable.

The referee was also a gourmet invited for the last game of the Chef King Competition, and among them was Ye Lao, a character who hadn't appeared for a long time. When Yang Song saw him, he was a little surprised, and he hadn't seen this old man for a long time.

Ye Lao smiled, stroked his beard, and met Yang Song's eyes. At this time, a middle-aged man in Tang suit beside him asked Ye Lao with a smile: "Ye Lao, as a highly respected gourmet in Los Angeles , what do you think of the result of this game?"

"Do I think so?" Ye Lao had tried the skills of two people before, shook his head slightly and said, "If you want me to say, I think Yang Song should win this game!"

"Why?" The rest of the people were very curious. You must know that Ye Lao never said who would win on the eve of the game.

You know, Ye Lao once said that there is no first in literature and no second in martial arts, and the cooking competition should also be like this, there is no eternal first.

It's just that what everyone doesn't know is that Yang Song's craftsmanship, even Ye Lao wants to learn from him. If he doesn't win, is it still Wang Shuhuan who wins?
On the other side, at the match site, the referee stood in place, looked at the contestants on both sides, and asked, "The match is about to start in 5 minutes, and the time limit is one hour. Can both sides have any questions beforehand?"

(End of this chapter)