902: C902 Once upon a Time There Was a Market

C902 Once upon a Time There Was a Market

In today's time, the Internet was rich, and there was never a shortage of gourmet people.

Coincidentally, Yang Soong went to the market. Tian Tian Tian's fans also went to the market, and coincidentally, they appeared in the same market.

Although they didn't meet at the beginning, However, this fan still recognized Yang Soong when he was about to cook. He bravely brought a few potatoes and appeared at the stove close to Yang Soong. He quietly took a picture.

In the end, he successfully relied on French fries to appear at the same table as Yang Soong. He even managed to grab two chopsticks of food.

It was precisely two dishes that were connected to each other. One was a chopstick, and the other was a chopstick.

It could be said that it was quite successful.

This fan had a pretty good name. It was called Lucky Zhao. He was a gourmet lover with a crew cut and was also a chef at the same time.

However, Lucky Zhao was a wild chef.

He did not have a stable job. All he did was carry his luggage and walk around, eating and drinking.

Lucky Zhao didn't come to a place. He had to go to the local market, as well as the local best restaurants or small stalls.

He didn't plan to come to Luocheng, but there was Yang Soong in Luocheng.

Zhao Fu was lucky. Through the Internet, he found Yang Soong. In the beginning, he didn't care about Yang Soong at all. He didn't believe that Yang Soong really had the ability.

However, as they got to know each other better, Zhao Fu felt that Yang Soong might really be capable.

He decided to find out more about Yang Soong.

When he was sleepy, he would come back to sleep. As soon as he arrived in Luocheng, he met Yang Soong.

The two chopsticks were connected, and Zhao Lucky was convinced. "It is indeed impressive to be able to cook the home-cooked dishes so easily."

Zhao Lucky sincerely wanted to call Yang Soong "Brother Song." Of course, he did not call Yang Soong "Brother Song" when he was in the market. It would be bad if he attracted the attention of the whole market.

Although Yang Soong was already being watched in the small kitchen.

With respect, Zhao Lucky followed closely. He ran to the Hundred Phoenix Pavilion and didn't line up for lunch. There was no way to eat.

He could only helplessly wait until the evening before eating.

Because he was worried that he would miss the line again, Lucky Zhao didn't leave the Hundred Phoenix Pavilion. Instead, he strolled along the gourmet street. Every half an hour, he would return to the entrance of the Hundred Phoenix Pavilion.

With such perseverance, if he couldn't eat any more delicacies, he would be furious.

During the first two hours, Zhao Fu was very relaxed, until the faint fragrance started to drift out of the Hundred Phoenix Pavilion.

It wasn't a very strong fragrance. But it was faint, if there was nothing, it was like a beauty that could topple cities and cities. They were all hidden in the deep walls of the courtyard, and they were afraid that the lecher would see them.

It was precisely this kind of euphemism that allowed one to hold onto the lute and cover their face that caused one to scratch one's heart and lungs even more.

A beauty was definitely beautiful, and the fragrance was truly fragrant.

"It seems to have a bit of the fragrance of a cow's bones, but it also doesn't seem to be." Lucky Zhao didn't go anywhere else. Instead, he set up camp at the entrance of the Hundred Phoenix Pavilion. He stretched his neck and even stuck out his nose to smell it.

At the same time, Little Four, who was at the entrance of the backyard, also stretched her neck and sniffed with all her might.

If someone took a picture, they would discover that Zhao Luck and the Xiaosi were of the same design.

It was rather similar.

Chen Ming sat down on a stool after lunch. He stared at Yang Soong with his eyes wide open.

Meng Shijia wanted to learn as well, but his sister threw him a mop and said, "Work hard. I'll get you some food tonight."

Meng Shihan still wanted to continue analyzing the business situation of Hundred Phoenix Pavilion. This was a long and meticulous task, and she could not afford to be careless.

Shen Huaizhao was busy with her homework. She cherished the opportunity to study and had to get a scholarship. She was much more hardworking than other students.

Yang Soong's kitchen was three meters away from her. It was a safe distance.

Chen Ming's stool was at the intersection of the three meters line. He could see it clearly here, but he would not disturb Yang Soong.

It was said that the distance was calculated by science. Anyway, it was a mathematical function.

It was at this moment that the big guy realized that Chen Ming not only knew how to eat and have money, but he was also a PhD student.

Yang Soong was very surprised at that time. "You are a good doctor. You don't care about contributing to society or pointing out how to write. You are always thinking about eating five meals. What is going on?"

Chen Ming took out a photo. The man in the photo was thin, his eyes sharp and gloomy. He held a trophy in his hand.

"This is me from the past."

"What trophy? I took it. It's very boring."

"At that time, I drank black coffee without sugar every day. I didn't even have a good night's sleep, let alone a good meal. I won a big prize and established some businesses. I calculated that I could eat and wait for death for the rest of my life, so I put it down."

"Those days were really not lived by people."

Yang Soong understood now. He had fought hard and looked down on them. He simply enjoyed life.

"That's not bad."

"But you still have to take it easy. Don't eat so much."

"Three meals a day is pretty good."

Chen Ming said, "I always eat three meals. The rest are just snacks. I eat and play."

It was hard to make Chen Ming give up his appetite. Yang Soong wanted to smear his face.

Who would eat and play according to one jin of food?

However, Yang Soong understood now. It was all his fault for making such delicious food.

Therefore, he decided to make less now so that they wouldn't support him.

He had to be especially careful when he made clear soup with beef bones and seafood.

Seafood, this kind of thing, when used properly, would be of high quality and delicious. If used properly, one would only want to hug the toilet bowl and vomit until the sky turned dark.

From then on, you would cut off all ties with seafood and stay in the toilet for a long time.

Yang Soong guarded the big iron pot and first put the bones of the cow in cold water to stew. During this process, he only needed to pour the wine in. Yang Soong chose the white wine and directly poured a pot of white wine in. He didn't put any green onions or garlic in it. He covered the pot and waited for the fire to boil the water to remove the fishy smell from the bones of the cow.

Only at this time could Yang Soong take a breath. Meng Shihan seemed to be a little bit more relaxed. He'd made the same calculations, brought him a cup of cold tea, and pulled him back into the chair.

"Drink it. Close your eyes and rest for a while. I'll give you a massage."

Meng Shihan came from a big family. She had been gifted since she was young and her family had been very attentive to her training. They hoped that she would be able to do something in the future.

Therefore, she knew how to manage and manage, how to finance and economics, and how to defend herself with force. She did not know how to massage a little girl.1

Anyway, she had money and needed a massage. She could go to a masseur or hire a masseuse at home.

Meng Shihan had never felt that there was anything wrong with this in the past. Being a little woman who only knew how to love and love was not her pursuit. She preferred the outside world.

Ever since she met Yang Soong, Meng Shihan's state of mind had changed.

"When did you learn how to massage?" Yang Soong enjoyed it. "Your skills are good."

"I just learned how to massage." Meng Shihan said gently.

She gave him a massage as soon as she learned it. It was not hard to guess that Meng Shihan learned it for Yang Soong.

"You are so busy every day. I have learned it. I can massage you for a while at any time." Meng Shihan was not shy.

In the past, the eldest daughter of Meng Family Hall was willing to bend down and massage him. It could be seen that she really felt sorry for Yang Soong.

"Thank you for your hard work." Yang Soong had just finished speaking when he realized that Meng Shihan had said the same thing to him.

"It's been hard on you to cook every day," Meng Shihan said. Meng Shihan explained.

The two of them actually understood each other. The smile on Yang Soong's lips could not be stopped.

They found a good wife.

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