123: C123 Lots of New People

C123 Lots of New People

"Holy shit, it smells so good!" "I was originally hungry, but now I'm even hungrier!"

"I have thought it through. I want to eat the Clear Broth Powder!"

"Do you want me to offer you a portion of squirrel cinnamon fish? The size was at most 900 something! "I can still afford it!"

"That one who wants to draw!" It's not something that you can eat just because you want to! "

Xiao Liu stood at the back and explained it!

When the middle-aged man who said he wanted to eat the cinnamon fish heard that, his interest was piqued. He asked curiously, "You still want to draw?"

"That's right, you are limited to five items every day, and each person can only get one lottery draw every day. Even if you eat two meals a day, you can only get one lottery draw!" The people behind continued explaining!

The middle-aged man nodded in realization, "Interesting. Then I'll smoke it. Maybe I'll get it!"

Hearing that someone was about to draw the lottery, Shen Huaihao couldn't help but remember who had drawn the lottery and who hadn't. Thus, he ran up to the middle-aged man with a box and smiled, "Uncle, let's draw!"

"Alright!"

The middle-aged man reached his hand in and took out a ball. Opening his palm, he saw that it was a yellow ball!

"Holy sh * t!" Could it be that the rookie's luck was good? It's been four or five days since I drew the lottery, and I don't even have a single thread left.

"Big brother! If you don't want to eat it, you can give it to me! I'll give you two thousand! "

"Bullshit!" I'll pay five thousand! Brother, don't you want to consider it? "

"I'm sorry, I've decided to eat it myself!" When the middle-aged man saw that he had drawn the fish, he revealed a happy smile. This was much more interesting than ordering a single fish.

If he directly ordered it, no matter how delicious it was, he wouldn't feel satisfied. He just felt that he was luckier than others. This kid had some tricks up his sleeves!

The middle-aged man was the fourth. Soon, it was his turn! Yang Song glanced at it and asked, "In addition to the squirrel cinnamon fish, do you still want a main dish? Otherwise, I won't be able to eat enough! "

"Mm, definitely! I also want a serving of stir-fried rice flour.

After ordering, Yang Song nodded his head. He put on his gloves and grabbed a wild cinnamon fish from the bottom and started to handle it skillfully, causing the middle-aged man to nod his head in approval. This kid was indeed not an ordinary chef.

His name was Jiang He, and he was from Luo City. There was a national shopping mall in China, worth tens of billions of dollars, and this time, his body had problems. He handed over the company to his children and came back to Luo City for a long vacation.

Once a person had money, they would pay more attention to other things. In this world, there was only one thing to eat and one thing to drink. He did not like to drink, but he liked to eat.

Previously, he had always wanted to take a look, but he was always delayed by various things. Now that even Elder Ye had spoken, he had to come and try it out, because he saw Yang Song's way of handling fish, and with just this method alone, he already had the demeanor of a chef.

"Your squirrel cinnamon fish is done! "Would you like to eat first or wait for the stir-fried rice flour?"

Yang Song asked, and Jiang He shook his head, "I think it's better if we wait together! "If there's no hurry, I'll take a look first!"

"Alright!" Yang Song made this translucent kitchen so that everyone could see him cooking, so he didn't mind if others looked at him.

Two minutes later, it was time to fry the rice flour. Jiang He purposely looked at the time. Squirrelflight plus frying rice flour took a total of about five minutes. The two dishes were ready in an unbelievably fast speed. The boss of a river that was as good as him valued time very much. He knew that it would take time to make a squirrel cinnamon fish, but with the addition of stir-frying rice flour, the speed was too fast in just five minutes!

Looking at the amber squirrel cinnamon fish, the first time Jiang He smelled it, it was sweet and sour, the smell actually made him salivate. This was a situation that had not happened in many years, you have to know, I have tasted all the delicious food in China!

Many years ago, he already stopped drooling because of a single delicacy. Today, he was drooling again!

Sitting in his seat, Jiang He gently picked up a piece of fish and put it into his mouth. His eyes lit up and he resisted the urge to continue eating. He picked up a pair of chopsticks and placed it in his mouth as well.

Good! Very good! Great!

Three good things appeared in succession in his mind. These two dishes, to put it simply, was the first time in his life that he had eaten such delicious food!0

What was a national chef? Jiang He did not know, what was that? Where can it be as delicious as the food made by Yang Song?

From the looks of it, there would be a place to eat in the cafeteria in the future! Jiang He laughed and started to eat with satisfaction.

When the regular customers behind saw that another person was satisfied with the delicacies cooked by Yang Song, the pride in their hearts rose involuntarily and they became even happier.

The following customers were even more relaxed as they directly ordered what they wanted to eat. There were already people who had tried it as a Sword Testing Stone; all they needed to do was order what they wanted to eat!

"… …"

On the other side, Dongfang Yunhai opened his eyes and sat up comfortably. The first thing that came to his mind was that Yang Song's shop had gone yellow, and he was already very familiar with the navy he hired.

He took a look at his phone and was surprised to find that the water army leader, Bighead, had given him a lot of information. The information had been given to him by Bighead, who had given him a lot of information.

Yang Song, you've offended me. I will make you beg me on your knees, and you will even obediently cook delicious food for me to eat!

After opening the APP, he did not notice that the top thread was the one Zhang Wenwu had written. Instead, he clicked on his own information and checked his own post to see how hot it was.

And the result? There were only twenty or thirty messages. What was going on? What was going on? Dongfang Yunhai was completely confused now. He opened up his post and took a look. The first ten posts were still normal, but they were all on his side. It seemed like they were all written by the troll army, but the last ten posts were all scolded at him!

F * ck! What was going on? Dongfang Yunhai was completely stupefied. He opened up the forum, and saw the post at the top! What is this? Wasn't it supposed to be his own post? He even greeted the backstage manager!

"Yang Song, a man standing at the pinnacle of culinary arts"

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