1025: C1025 Son You're too Dark

C1025 Son You're too Dark

At night, Yang Soong was waiting with Meng Shihan and Shen Huaizhao to watch the tour.

It had to be said that these travel plans were all done very well.

Tourism, as long as the money was in place, to be honest, there were very few cases of not having a good time.

Yang Soong also did not lack money.

He was afraid of scaring his parents.

"Go to the projects that triggered the helicopters and cruise ships. Shihan, accompany your parents and walk around Luocheng. I'll make dinner for everyone for two days first. Otherwise, I'm worried that they will bite the Hundred Phoenix Pavilion's door. "

Yang Soong saw Li Ke and Li QingTi studying the tables, chairs, and chairs of the Hundred Phoenix Pavilion to eat in the sauce yesterday.

"I think the stairs should be dipped in peanut butter. "

"The plaque should be dipped in mayo. "

"Actually, I can try yogurt too. "

"I think we can try blueberry jam too. "

. . .

They chatted as they looked at Yang Soong strangely. Yang Soong stood in front of the barbecue grill and could not help having goosebumps.

"If they don't open the shop, they will eat people. "

This was Yang Soong's most intuitive feeling.

The next day, the Hundred Phoenix Pavilion officially opened.

Yang Soong ran from outside to the food street and was almost scared to death.

The thousand meter long food street was now filled with red flags and firecrackers. As soon as Yang Soong appeared, the red carpet was placed in front of his feet.

"Welcome back, Brother Song!" Liu Wenwu was full of joy, as if he was celebrating a new year.

In fact, everyone on the gourmet street was laughing, especially those who had already lined up for breakfast.

That's right, even after the welcome ceremony, their line wasn't in a mess at all.

There was also a group of people holding flowers to present flowers to Yang Soong.

"Brother Song, welcome back. From now on, I will use my motivation to get up!"

"From now on, every morning will be interesting. "

Yang Soong looked at the red colored food street and was speechless. Another sedan, I thought this group of people wanted to get married.

"Brother Song, are you happy to see us all?"

"Are you surprised?"

" Do you feel like you want to live forever? "

Yang Soong said, "Stop talking. I feel like it's like a wedding oath. "

The group of people laughed at Yang Soong.

Yang Soong laughed until he wanted to rub his arms again. "What do you want to do? Why do I feel like there's a conspiracy? "

"Brother Song, actually, we don't want to do anything. We just want you to sign a guarantee. " Meng Wan came out with a briefcase.

"What guarantee?" He had not signed it for Meng Shihan yet.

"Brother Song, ever since you left, we all miss you very much. A day of not seeing you is like three seasons. "

"Yes, our clothes are getting wider and wider, but we don't regret it. We've become haggard because of you. "

"Brother Song, you can't leave us for so long in the future. "

Yang Soong also felt sorry. Indeed, many of the figures in the crowd had become much slimmer.

"Last time, something happened in my hometown. " Yang Soong explained again, "I won't leave everyone behind for no reason. "

"Brother Song, you can't go there for so long, can you? How many three seasons has it been?"

"It's been a few years. "

Yang Soong wanted to laugh at their serious Fansai style. "Stop messing around. Isn't he back?"

"Brother Song, you have to sign a guarantee for us. We can't leave for more than three days. "

"That's right. We can all starve for three days and drink more water. The days of sadness have passed, but you really can't leave for another seven or eight days. "

Yang Soong said, "We don't have to come to Hundred Phoenix Pavilion for every meal. It's good to change our tastes occasionally. "

He did not encourage them to come to the Hundred Phoenix Pavilion for three meals a day. Otherwise, he would be exhausted to death.

The food covered their hearts with their hands. Their hearts ached, as if Qin Xianglian had been abandoned by Chen Shimei.

"Brother Song, you don't want us anymore?"

"You don't like us anymore. "

"You don't want us to come. "

"He's too sad. I can't live. "

. . .

A group of rough men rushed at him with tears in their eyes. Yang Soong couldn't take it anymore. "Alright, come if you want to. "

What else could he do?

The big man Wen Jiu took out the rope again. Who knew whose neck he was going to tie the rope to this time?

Yang Soong said, "Make way. I have to prepare breakfast. "

"Brother Song, it's been hard on you. I'm tired. "

The crowd dispersed, and there was indeed someone carrying a sedan.

The sedan carried by 16 people was quite luxurious, and it could be called a piece of art.

Yang Soong said, "Actually, I quite like walking. "

Who would have thought that a slender jade hand would reach out from the palanquin and hook a finger at Yang Soong.

The beauty's hand was red.

"Brother Song, go quickly!"

Yang Soong helplessly smiled. He held the beautiful hand that was like a lotus flower and got into the sedan. Inside was indeed Meng Shihan, who was dressed in a big red qipao.

"Why are you messing around with them?"

Meng Shihan sat in Yang Soong's arms and hugged his shoulders. "Everyone missed you, so they prepared these things. Don't let them ruin the fun. We can also have fun for a while. Otherwise, they have not eaten for seven or eight days. After that, we don't know what kind of entertainment program they are going to do. "

Yang Soong remembered that Liu Wenwu had said that he would bring him to tour the streets.

It was similar to a scholar wandering the streets. Yang Soong rejected it at that time.

There were even people who were clamoring about the Sacred Flame Ceremony, turning the Luocheng into a Nightless City.

Using a huge fireworks display - Our Brother Aisong, Brother Song, Brother Song is the cutest title.

Not to mention those people who were clamoring to hire helicopters to hang banners.

Yang Soong was convinced.

"Let them carry the palanquin. "

In any case, the food street wasn't that long.

That morning, Yang Soong, who sat in the palanquin, looked at the sea of food in front of the Hundred Phoenix Pavilion and sighed at the blue sky and white clouds.

"Huaizhao, double the number. Tell them that no matter how much it is, it will not be breakfast. I can't make any more. "

Sheng Jing, who was in front of the Hundred Phoenix Pavilion, was a group of customers who jumped into the swimming pool with large amounts of cash. Someone stopped them. "Don't jump, don't jump. It can't be filled in the pool anymore. "

Fortunately, the breakfast he prepared today was beef noodles and meat buns.

There were two types of stuffing in the meat buns: green pepper beef and green pepper bean skin, one meat and one vegetable. Each person could only choose one serving.

As for the beef noodles, Yang Soong had also made two types. One was mushroom beef noodles, and the other was braised beef noodles.

Everyone could only choose one type.

Regardless of the type of beef noodles, each serving cost 968 Yuan. The meat buns were cheaper, and each serving cost 800 Yuan.

Good guy, one serving of breakfast is less than 2000 yuan.

However, Yang Soong also said, "Everyone has worked hard. Breakfast for the past two days is 50% off. "

He never liked to sell breakfast at too high a price.

It was just that the price of the top quality beef was not cheap.

With the current 50% discount, Yang Soong just happened to not make any losses or profits.

The shop was bustling with activity.

The price was 50% off, but the beef noodles and meat buns were not discounted.

A bowl of beef noodles with beef slices the size of a palm was placed on top of it. It covered six big pieces and covered the entire bowl.

The customers were so excited that tears welled up in their eyes.

"My biological son, Brother Song is definitely our biological Brother Song!"2

Yang Soong even held a bowl of noodles and demonstrated to everyone. "Come, everyone look over here. Look clearly. This bowl of noodles is eaten like this. . . "

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