896: C896 Work Hard Young Man

C896 Work Hard Young Man

Yang Soong had taught him very seriously. There was no time for him to be serious when it came to food.

Ma Xiaoming was also very serious when it came to learning.

But, yes, but there was an existence.

Ma Xiaoming just couldn't learn it.

Yang Soong taught him by hand. Ma Xiaoming had the ability to stir-fry something that wasn't dry or wet. Or perhaps he might as well stir-fry the yogurt into ice and not be able to pick it up.

Dazhi bought a serving of pineapple stir-fried yogurt. After eating it, he bought another serving of tangerine stir-fried yogurt. After finishing it, he still needed to buy more. Yang Soong stopped him. "Don't eat it. It's not good to eat too much ice. Be careful of your stomach."

Ma Xiaoming fried another serving.

Yang Soong sold the stir-fried yogurt for the whole night. The ingredients were all used up. Ma Xiaoming finally stir-fried a portion of yogurt that was no longer dry and diluted.

This was a portion of watermelon stir-fried yogurt.

"Tell me, why did you add watermelon skin into it?" Yang Soong took a bite and found it hard to explain.

How many times had it been?

Ma Xiaoming also took a bite. Not only was there watermelon skin, but there were also pieces of melon seeds.

Watermelon stir-fried yogurt was to extract the juice of the watermelon first and then add it into the yogurt and stir-fry it together. The color that was stir-fried was faint red. It was beautiful and delicious.

However, it absolutely did not include adding the cucumber skin and the melon seeds.

When this bowl of stir-fried yogurt was eaten, it was as if it was chewing dirt.

Yang Soong gave up. "Little Ming, are you interested in changing jobs?"

This job is not suitable for you.

Ma Xiaoming was very determined. "Master, don't worry. I know that failure is the mother of success. I will work hard. Today, I have learned to use yogurt."

Yang Soong facepalmed. "There are only a few switches. What is there to be proud of?

Ma Xiaoming said, "Master, you also believe that I can do it, right?"

It was the passion of a young man.

Yang Soong could not believe it, but he could not bear it. He could only say, "Yes."

"One week, just one week. Try again. If it still doesn't work, I will teach you the Braised Gluten. It will also be able to earn money and pay the tuition fees."

"No need, Master. Within a week, I'll definitely be able to learn how to stir-fry yogurt, even if it's just the original taste of stir-fried yogurt."

He was quite self-aware.

"Then go back to school early and rest. Don't delay your homework. Come back tomorrow night. I will continue to teach you."

"Okay, thank you, Master!"

Ma Xiaoming left. Dazhi came over and asked, "Brother Song, why didn't you reject him just now?"

The business hours of Hundred Phoenix Pavilion had always been fixed. Yang Soong was very busy every day, and he had to find time to teach Ma Xiaoming how to stir-fry yogurt at night.

It was like a parent having a day's work and going home after work, and also having to tutor their child's homework.

It was really too difficult.

"I can't dampen the youth's enthusiasm." Yang Soong was exhausted. He raised his head and stretched his neck. "He learned at least 27 times and still did not learn for a while. He was not discouraged at all. Instead, he kept praising me for stir-frying yogurt. He really liked stir-frying yogurt. I caught up with him again. I'll teach him then."

It was only a week anyway. He gritted his teeth and thought about the day of liberation a week later. He could still pass it.

As they chatted, Yang Soong realized that Dazhi had bought a lot of beef meatballs.

"Brother Song, this beef meatballs are very delicious. They are all made by hand. They are special Q-balls. I will bring them home and give them to my dad to taste." Dazhi said.

"It looks very good." Yang Soong's occupational disease.

"It's frozen. If you're interested, you can go to their shop and have a look. It's better to eat fresh food," Song said. Seeing that Yang Soong was interested, Dazhi purposely told him the address.

The three of them chatted for a while before they separated.

Sure enough, the next day, Yang Soong got up early and ran. He changed the route and went to the beef restaurant to order some beef balls.

This restaurant was also very interesting. It had been open from morning until night.

The beef balls were their specialty.

In the morning, there were countless people who came to eat beef meatballs soup and beef soup.

Yang Soong naturally walked in and ordered a bowl of meatballs soup.

"Little brother, you can't eat this beef meatball soup alone. You have to buy a sesame cake and eat it. One bite of the rice balls and one bite of the soup, and another bite of this sesame oil sesame seed cake." An old man carrying a bird cage saw that Yang Soong was new and specially introduced him to him.

"Okay, thank you." Yang Soong heard the advice and ordered another biscuit.

When it's ready. Yang Soong found that the pancake was made with soybean oil. The taste was very special. It was not greasy when paired with beef meatballs. There was also the fragrance of soybeans when it was eaten.

"It's really delicious!"

He really liked the chewy meatballs. He even watched the master of the restaurant hammer the beef meatballs personally.

"It's very interesting."

Yang Soong suddenly had a burst of inspiration. He ran all the way back and showed off his stance, wanting to make the meatball.

"Honey, do you not have enough time to make beef meatballs now?" Meng Shihan stopped him.

After all, it would take at least two hours to prepare the meat balls from the meat paste to the beef meatballs.

Moreover, there was no beef bone soup in their shop.

In order to satisfy a bowl of good meatball soup, there was no lack of clear soup stewed from beef bone to be watered.

"Yeah, I didn't think of that." Yang Soong was inspired. He really wanted to make beef meatballs, so he didn't think about anything else.

"This morning, we made egg pancakes. Later, I was making beef meatballs. Xiao Han, you don't know. I suddenly remembered Lord Star. Didn't he act as the God of Food? " At that time, I thought that I would be able to eat real beef balls one day. Unfortunately, I never had the chance. " Yang Soong said.

Some of my thoughts when I was young were drowned in the triviality of time.

Now that he had been picked up again, Yang Soong was so excited that he looked like a little kid.

Therefore, the customers who came to the restaurant today found out:

"Brother Song is very happy this morning."

"What happened?"2

"Did you have a girlfriend?" asked Song Ruiping.

"We don't have a chance. We're sad and sad."

"What are you thinking about? Brother Song already has a girlfriend a long time ago. Can't you see that our Goddess Meng has been around all this time?"

"Then why is he so happy?"

...

Yang Soong held a small brush and kept spreading the pancakes.

Egg-fried pancakes were very common. But it's not so common for each egg pancake to be a double egg.

Every time Yang Soong knocked on an egg, it would be a pair of yellow eggs. The pancakes he spread out were so thin that they could be transparent. It made people feel good just by looking at them.

With the double yellow egg, everyone could not help but think, "I am a lucky person.

Egg-fried pancakes, soy sauce, pickled vegetables, green pepper, lettuce leaves, and crispy fried fruits. When it's done, cut it in half and hand it over, along with rice wine egg flower soup, or green bean lily soup.

Every bite was the best enjoyment of the morning.

"It's so delicious."

"Every morning, the correct way to open it is to eat egg pancakes."

"It has to be made by Brother Pine."

...

After breakfast, Yang Soong did not go out again. He took a shower and changed into a new set of clothes.

"I'm going to make a urine pill!"

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