114: C114 Yue Rong

C114 Yue Rong

At this time, a young OL passed by this shop and took a look at the decorations. She seemed to be attracted by the clean place and walked over. She asked with a cold expression, "Boss, is there anything to eat here?"

"There is!" Varieties and prices are on the bulletin board above! If there's anything you want to eat, order it. I'll make it for you right now! " Yang Song stood up and looked at the cold imperial sister. His face was also calm.

The Gao Leng Sister was Yue Rong, the general manager of a foreign trade company. Although she was young, her ability to work was outstanding and her base salary plus commission amounted to tens of thousands of yuan per month. Even so, she sucked in a breath of cold air when she saw the price of Yang Song's shop.

"Boss, the boss of the sky-high prawn dish that appeared a while ago is a relative of yours, right?" Yue Rong couldn't help but ask.

He shook his head and said: "No, that side only tells the price after eating. I will first tell the price, then you can decide whether to eat it or not. I rely on delicious food to maintain the price, while he relies on deception to make money!"

When Yue Rong heard Yang Song's words, she revealed a playful smile. "From what you said, you're very confident in your culinary skills?"

"Of course!" Yang Song picked up his apron, wrapped it around his body, and said with a smile, "Do as you wish. As long as you eat, you will feel that the food I make is not worth the price. Call the Trade and Industry Bureau immediately and tell them to raise the price!"

Looking at the confident expression on Yang Song's face, a hint of curiosity appeared in Yue Rong's heart. She looked at the price again and asked, "The Soup Dragon-Whisker Noodle Soup's original price is 188, a discount of 94! How much did you buckle on your Dragon Nail? "

"Fourteen kicks!"

When Yang Songfeng said this, Yue Rong was stunned. Fourteen? She was also someone who understood a little. Currently, the greatest master of the national banquet only pulled thirteen buttons, and the price was only one hundred and twenty-eight bowls. This fellow was so expensive.

"Do you want one?"

"Can I see your noodle?"

"You can see them from the living room and the kitchen!"

"Alright, give me a bowl of Dragon-Toothed Noodle Soup!"

"Alright, please wait a moment!"

Throwing out those words, Yang Song returned to the kitchen, pulled out a prescription and began kneading it.

Very quickly, Yang Song had already prepared the dough and was preparing to pull it. Yue Rong stared at Yang Song's hands without blinking.

"One button!" Two kicks! Three kicks! "Four kowtows …"

Yue Rong was already nervous inside when it came to the 12 kowtows. Even if Yang Song managed to get 13 kowtows, the value of this bowl of noodles would be worth it!

Thirteen kicks! One must know that there was still a possibility of failure when the master of the national banquet, Thirteen, pulled on the noodle soup. However, looking at the state of Yang Song's noodle soup, it seemed that he was not worried at all.

Yue Rong couldn't help but clench her small fists. The fourteenth button, she had never heard of anyone in China who could pull fourteen. Could it be that she was going to see the legendary Fourteen button today?

Yang Song's hands did not stop moving. He waved the Dragon-whisker Noodle in the air and the flour flew around. His two hands were quickly placed together and then he saw the noodles lengthen and become thinner, until there were 16,000 of them!

Even his hair was not as thin as a noodle. As the wind blew, the dragon whiskers danced in the air like a piece of light gauze!

"Beautiful!"

Yue Rong exclaimed "Okay!" in her heart. Yang Song's hands did not stop as he threw the Dragon-Toothed Noodle into the wok. He stirred it three times before pouring it out!

After sprinkling a few sparkling green onions, Yang Song placed the noodles at the entrance of the restaurant and shouted, "Your Clear Broth Draconic Noodle Soup is ready!" You can come and get it now! "

Hm? It seemed like this restaurant was for their own selection. Yue Rong was not a pampered person. She stood up and carried the Dragon-bearded face to her seat.

Looking at the Dragon-Toothed Noodle Soup that looked like a work of art, Yue Rong lowered her head and sniffed the fragrance of the noodles.

It was as if he could smell the flowing water of the mountain, and by his side were many emerald green bamboos. He was right in the middle of the bamboo forest. This feeling must not be too beautiful!

Was this really just a bowl of Clear Broth Noodle Soup? Just a sniff of the fragrance was enough to make him salivate!

However, Yue Rong resisted her impulse and picked up the bowl of Dragon-Toothed Noodle Soup, carefully drinking a mouthful of the broth.1

The fragrance of the noodles carried the sweetness of mountain spring water! Yue Rong once again saw the mountain spring water flowing deep in the mountains.

After sucking on the noodles, they melted in his mouth! It melted at the entrance! At this moment, Yue Rong finally understood that a hundred and eighty-eight yuan worth of noodles was really not expensive! This taste was too perfect!

Five minutes later, Yue Rong had finished eating the clear soup, including the bowl of noodles. She stood up and let out a long sigh of relief.

"Dear customer, how does the Dragon-Toothed Noodle Soup taste?" "Are you worthy of this price?"

"Apologies! The taste was too good! "Boss, you're too amazing!"

Yue Rong had been completely subdued by Yang Song's culinary skills. It was simply too delicious! The words of praise were not stingy at all! Yang Song only maintained a faint expression, nodding from time to time!

After eating, Yue Rong looked at the notice board again, wanting to decide what to eat tonight. Suddenly, he saw the most expensive dish on it!

Squirrelfish! 1888! Now the discount is 944! It looks very worthwhile! Right now, Yue Rong had completely forgotten about the prices outside, she was completely brainwashed by Yang Song.

From the looks of it, Yang Song's culinary skills had indeed gained a magical charm!

"Boss, what do you mean, squirrel fish?" Do you want to eat it or do you want to draw the lottery? "

Shen Wenzhao, who was at the side, started to explain, "Sis, if you want to eat squirrel and cinnamon fish here, you need to draw a lottery. You have a limit of five cuisine per day and you can eat them once you draw the yellow ball! Everyone has a chance to draw every day! "

"I'm drawing the lottery right now. If I were to win, can I come over for dinner tonight?" Yue Rong thought about it carefully and asked.

He looked at Yang Song as if begging for forgiveness. The latter nodded and said, "No problem. As long as you're successful, as long as I open my store, you can come over to eat today!"

"Good!" "Then I'll draw one!"

After Yue Rong heard it, she ran to the box in Shen Wenzhao's arms happily and fumbled around for a while before finally finding a favorite ball. She took it out and took a look, it was yellow in color!

"Ah!" Boss! Does this color mean I can eat squirrel and cinnamon fish?

Yang Song looked at Yue Rong who was as happy as a child, "Alright! When you open the door at 5: 30 PM, it will be closed in three hours.

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