891: C891 Four People Came

C891 Four People Came

Dazhi had the dream of dominating the Immortal World all night long. No, he had to eat and drink. He had eaten all the food he had in Yang Soong's restaurant yesterday.

In just a few hours, he had eaten the same food twice.

Dazhi, who had a golden tongue, was usually disdainful. However, when he woke up, he looked at the sunrise in the east and murmured, "Brother Song's dishes, I don't feel sick eating them no matter how many times I eat them"

After muttering to himself, Dazhi suddenly stood up, jumped onto the balcony, stepped on the guardrail, and shouted towards the sun, "I still want to eat Brother Song's dishes! My Huaxia Chinese food is broad and profound, long and lasting, eternal and everlasting!"

Dazhi ran up, went to eat breakfast, and then ate lunch. Only then did he call Fatty Wei and the others out.

On the way here, these few people were still very unhappy.

"Why are you in such a food street? It's old and old."

"Is the hygiene here passable?"

Dazhi, if the delicacies you found this time can't satisfy us, then you might not be able to search for delicacies with us. "

These three bastards were isolating Dazhi. They wanted to chase him out of Extreme Taste.

"No problem!" Dazhi trusted Yang Soong.

Fatty Wei smiled proudly at Little Sword and Qiang Zi.

Originally, it was four people fighting for leadership. After today, there would be three people.

There were not many chairs, so the fewer people fighting, the better.

As the saying goes, each radish and vegetables had their own preferences.

Fatty Wei and the others had already decided that when they arrived at the place later, even if there were no problems, they would still have to find fault with it.

In the end, China's dishes were still not enough to keep up with the times. These people all had a picky tongue. They were good at picking the taste and also good at picking the thorns.

From afar, they could see that the Hundred Phoenix Pavilion had tens of millions of dishes. Yang Soong, who was sitting in front of the table and carving the flowers, they started.

"He is using a kitchen knife to carve flowers. He is making a fool of himself!"

"China's chefs are always so inflexible. There is clearly a more convenient Western cuisine knife that can be used, but he is holding a kitchen knife. How ridiculous and stupid."

"Is there a pharmacy nearby? I think he needs a first-aid kit."

Dazhi didn't say anything on the surface, but he was sneering in his heart: A bunch of stupid cute idiots.

Yang Soong could roast a hundred bamboo rats at the same time. Every bamboo rat could be evenly divided into five pieces with just a light touch of the chopsticks.

This was not only due to his superb control over the heat, but also because his knife skills were not good. He could not do it at all.

This was the first time Dazhi saw Yang Soong use such a small tomato carving. Although he was also a little surprised, he was full of confidence in Yang Soong.

The four of them slowly approached.

The people around Yang Soong were mostly children.

Dazhi and the others stood not too far away from Yang Soong and observed him.

Yang Soong had just finished carving one. He didn't even look at it and directly threw it into his mouth to eat.

If this didn't work, everyone could see it.

"Hiss -" This was Fatty Wei.

The small sword glanced at Dazhi, and Qiang Zi was extremely pleased with himself.

Yang Soong acted as if he did not hear anything. He quickly took another small tomato and examined it in his palm. Then, he lifted his knife and started carving.

He was very serious. Every strike he made was not very careful. At least, it looked like this.

Yang Soong didn't seem to know that it was very dangerous for him to take the big kitchen knife and cut the small tomato at his fingertips.

He looked very casual.

The knife landed on the red fruit. From time to time, it would appear on his finger and abdomen.

The onlookers were frightened, but Yang Soong did not care.

The fat watcher watched and even hoped that Yang Soong would cut off a piece of flesh to slap Dazhi's face.

"Why did he close his eyes?"

Yang Soong seemed to be helping Fatty Wei.

"Hehehehe." Fat Wei grinned. "Dazhi, is this what you call a master chef? He's really bold and talented."

Dazhi ignored everyone with a green face. He was a little worried for Yang Soong.

After all, it was such a big kitchen knife.

Yang Soong was still very relaxed. "Alright, let's see if this flower is beautiful or not."

He closed his eyes and held it back. Meng Shihan reached out and caught it.

"It's getting prettier and prettier. This is the most beautiful flower!"

Yang Soong was naturally happy to be praised sincerely by his girlfriend. "Then I'll carve a few more."

"Can you not close your eyes?" Meng Shihan was a little worried.

"It's okay. I was just a little tired when I opened my eyes and closed them, but the effect was almost the same." Yang Soong was telling the truth, which scared the people around him.

No one dared to cut vegetables with a knife.

Yang Soong took another small tomato. With just a few knife cuts, he was skilled, quick, and relaxed.

Under the golden sunlight, the red flesh was like flower petals that bloomed layer by layer. It was truly a delicate flower.

Yang Soong opened his eyes and carved a few more flowers. They were still as beautiful as before.

"I told you they were all the same."

He simply let his eyes rest and only closed his eyes to cut down.

Half an hour later, not a single basket of small tomatoes was left.

"Alright, let's rest for a while."

Meng Shihan walked out of the Hundred Phoenix Pavilion and carried a large plate of small tomatoes on a transparent glass plate. To be exact, it was a large plate of bright red rose flowers.

"Do you like it?" Yang Soong deliberately asked, "I specially made it for you."

Women loved flowers.0

"I like it." Meng Shihan felt sweet in her heart, "Why did I find such a capable boyfriend?"

Yang Soong was even happier, as if he had eaten honey.

Thinking of honey, Yang Soong suddenly said, "Do you want to eat candy? I will make them for you."

Although the sun was not as big as it was at noon, it was still hot. Thinking of the sweet and sour taste of the candied fruits, Meng Shihan's eyes lit up. "I want to eat it!"

"Okay!" Yang Soong hurried back to the kitchen and came out with Meng Shijia and Shen Huaizhao.

"We want to eat candied fruits too."

The two carried fruits and the pot. Yang Soong easily came out with his free hands.

"We want to eat too. We have to do something."

They could not make candied fruits without hawthorn. They had the system. Yang Soong had the freshest mountain red.

Making candied fruits was actually very simple, but it wasn't that easy to make delicious food.

He put the malt sugar and water into the pot and slowly boiled the small fire. He needed to stir it constantly.

This process was actually very boring.

"You guys go back and rest first. I'll call you guys when it's done later." Yang Soong enjoyed it very much.

"No need. We're not tired." Meng Shijia refused.

Shen Huaizhao did not agree.

Meng Shijia refused because he was worried that he would miss out on the delicious food.

He knew very well that in the Hundred Phoenix Pavilion, in Yang Soong's place, he, the young master of the Meng family, did not have much of a future brother-in-law.

Shen Huaizhao was the hero of the Hundred Phoenix Pavilion and had a deep revolutionary relationship with Yang Soong.

Meng Shihan was even more so. She was Yang Soong's other half.

Not to mention Chen Ming. This was Yang Soong's number one fan.

In order to eat more delicious food, Meng Shijia had to show his sincerity to his brother-in-law.

If it was anyone else who made the sugar, they would never be interested in watching, but that person was Yang Soong.

"We have to watch!"

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