922: C922 One Purpose

C922 One Purpose

"I'm sorry, I can only receive 800 people this morning." Shen Huaizhao bowed and said apologetically, "Everyone can come back at another time. We will also provide peeing beef balls during other business hours today. You don't have to worry about not being able to eat them."

How could she not be worried?

Look at this team. They are all here to eat peeing cow pellets.

The team was still growing.

The air stewardesses of Luocheng Airport were full of surprise on their beautiful faces. They had never seen any passengers getting off the plane at such a high speed.

When these passengers got off the plane, they immediately turned on their phones and made a call.

"Master, master, the car I asked for, at the entrance of the No.1 terminal. Have you arrived? Do you know how to get to the Hundred Phoenix Pavilion?"

"That's right, it's Brother Song's Hundred Phoenix Pavilion."

Darling, have you planned the route? Have you filled it up? " I'm running over here now. I have to eat the urine pill today. "

Not only the airport, but also the high-speed rail station, train station, bus station, and so on.

Rome was not built in a day, and the love for Brother Song's delicacies was not in a day or two.

The roads led to Rome, and the roads led to the Hundred Phoenix Pavilion.

There were also people in the high-speed train who called for cars.

"That's right, it's the Hundred Phoenix Pavilion. Do you know the way?"

"I have to go eat the urine pill."

"Find a road that won't be blocked by traffic."

"Find me an electric car and run very fast."

If they weren't careful, more than half of the people in the carriage would go to the Hundred Phoenix Pavilion.

Someone suggested:

"Everyone is going to the Hundred Phoenix Pavilion?"

The group of people nodded.

"I also saw many foreigners in the group eating diapers. Our carriage is only a part of it. There must be people in the other carriages as well. Besides, there are so many people who are sent flying. There must be a traffic jam."

"Then what should we do?"

"Why don't we form a group and get a small bus to go together? It can also relieve the traffic pressure."

"That makes sense. I'll contact them. I'm familiar with this." A young man wearing brown sunglasses answered. His name was Xu Liang.

It was amazing that they rented a small bus that could accommodate twenty people at the last minute. It was parked outside the train station and brought them to the Hundred Phoenix Pavilion.

The road was indeed a little crowded. Fortunately, the driver was familiar with the road. He took a small detour and did not encounter any traffic jam. He arrived at Food Street 20 minutes earlier than expected.

"Which restaurant? Why did they send such a long team?"

As soon as he finished his question, the person in the queue said: "Of course it's the Hundred Phoenix Pavilion. Eat Brother Song's urine pill. Otherwise, who do you think we would line up for?"

"My goodness, I knew we would line up, but I never thought we would line up for such a long time."

Just one more step and we could line up outside the food street.

"I didn't know where Brother Song's restaurant was, but I don't need to look for it now."

Although the newcomers were emotional, they still had to line up.

Xu Liang was the first to react. This guy's life creed was "The world is so big, I want to go and take a look."

Other people just need to think about it. Xu Liang really carried his luggage and walked around, looking at half of the mountains and rivers of his motherland. He deeply fell in love with the mountains and rivers, as well as the people who hid in the mountains and rivers.

A scenery, four times different. Xu Liang loved the scenery, and there were some places where he wanted to live and watch the New Year and Moon.

Therefore, he set up a tourism company and built relevant facilities in the mountains and rivers.

He built bridges and paved roads. He built a resort. He wanted to bless the locals. He also opened holiday tourist attractions for more people.

Of course, he mainly wanted to make things easier for himself.

With living facilities, he could let tourists live. Only then could he have money. This money could build houses, build roads, and ensure that Xu Liang could enjoy life in the mountains and rivers.

Xu Liang's tourism business was booming.

He could brazenly say, "Half of China's tourist attractions have my subsidiary companies."

However, Luocheng did not have one. The reason why Xu Liang was able to call a car over was because he had a lot of friends.

He had come to Luocheng before and felt that this place, whether it was natural scenery or cultural scenery, was almost interesting.

Building a branch company here was very likely to lose money.

At that time, he gave up and did not come to Luocheng much after that.

The scenery of Luocheng could not attract Xu Liang, but the delicacies of Luocheng attracted Xu Liang, this prodigal.

People who loved mountains and rivers rarely didn't like delicacies.

Wherever they went, they ate. Many people pursued them.

A piece of Wensi tofu attracted Xu Liang to Luocheng. On the way here, Xu Liang heard about peeing beef balls.

How sensational was Lord Xing's movie back then? Now, how many people wanted to taste the real Pissing Bull Pill in the legends?

Xu Liang followed the team and finally saw Yang Soong.

Today, Yang Soong brought the matter of cooking to the entrance of the Hundred Phoenix Pavilion. Once he was ready, he used all his strength to make the peeing cow pill in front of everyone.

The soup was as clear as water and was simmering in a small fire beside it.

Yang Soong wore a white vest that revealed his masculine and firm shoulders and his long and strong arms. He held two round wooden sticks and beat the beef repeatedly. It was quite rhythmic.

The 20 jin beef pieces were complete and didn't need to be cut. He only used the wooden sticks to beat the meat into minced meat.

Without great arm strength, it was impossible to do it.

Only with brute strength, the beef would be sent flying away. It would not be able to create even and delicate minced meat, much less make meatballs.

Countless cameras were aimed at Yang Soong, aiming at the beef that he was beating.

"I just counted. 20 pounds of beef. Brother Song hit it 890 times."

"Really?"0

"I don't believe you can count it yourself. I have a video here." The person who spoke was a boxer. He knew very well how much effort Yang Soong used to beat Yang Soong. "I can only punch 312 times at most. My arm is so sore that I can't even lift it up."

There were people who punched with their fists on the spot. After 50 hits, they could not help but feel pain in their shoulders.

"Brother Song is really a god!"

"He is a god now? Brother Song has never stopped since morning. I don't know how many pieces of beef he has hammered."

"I'm not the most surprised, I'm just more surprised.

"Every time I think that Brother Song is very cool, very cool, and very cool, he can prove that he's actually more handsome, more cool, and more cool."

"Right now, I can reasonably suspect that Brother Song is definitely not an ordinary mortal. He must have come from the previous generations of the mortal world."

"Think of a way. Make sure that Brother Song stays in the mortal world."

Yang Soong pounded the beef with the stick in his hands. He held the big stone mortar and smashed the prawn mud. His divine power was glorious.

"The meat in the TV series is so weak."

"Brother Song, you are a real man with indomitable spirit."

When Yang Soong started to knead the meatballs, everyone was even more shocked.

Who had ever seen a chef make the meatballs with the speed of beating eggs?

Yang Soong held the enamel spoon in one hand and the beef mince in the other. He quickly added the shrimp paste into the spoon. His five fingers moved nimbly. The entire process took less than three seconds. A urine pill was ready.

After he finished kneading one, Yang Soong quickly began to rub the next one. He did not stop at all.

There was a big porcelain bowl next to him. One pill, two pills, three pills. People blinked and blinked again. They felt like they were taking a deep breath. The meatballs in the bowl were piled up like a small mountain.

Yang Soong always went in to boil the next pot of urine beef balls.

The huge cauldron stirred three times clockwise and three times counterclockwise. It covered the lid of the pot. After he grasped the time, he opened the lid of the pot. Yang Soong, with a serious face, would smile. "You can eat now!"

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