941: C941 What Do You Want

C941 What Do You Want

Tick-tock, Tick-tock. Tick tock tock...

Meng Shijia's saliva flowed out. "Brother-in-law, let me have a taste. I haven't drunk plum wine yet."

Yang Soong smiled at him. He raised his neck and drank all the wine in the pot.

Gulp! Gulp!

Meng Shijia's heart ached. Ten Mellow Wines were precious. Even if everyone got a pot, they would drink it bit by bit carefully. Even if there were some extravagant things, they would still drink it in their mouths, full of taste.

It was truly a waste to blow on a bottle like Yang Soong.

Yang Soong put down the wine pot and said, "Good wine. It's better to drink it like this."

Meng Shijia said, "Of course I know how to drink it like this. Who would want to drink it like this?

Yang Soong said again, "I know how to brew it myself. I can drink it however I want."

"Brother-in-law, I'll learn!"

Meng Shijia started to learn how to make noodles. While cleaning, he rubbed the noodles from morning to night.

The young master, who did not work hard, started to knead the dough.

Yang Soong taught him for three days before Meng Shijia finished kneading the dough.

In these three days, Meng Shijia had produced half a basin of flour water countless times.

He did not understand the ratio of water to noodles at all.

Or perhaps, he had created a pile of noodles.

"The noodles you kneaded are made to make noodles, not chalk. Why are you doing this?" Yang Soong said from the side, or demonstrated with his own hands. He watched Meng Shijia fail and fail again.

"Brother-in-law, can't you remind me when I have poured too much water on you?"

"No. Cooking is based on feeling. You have to catch it yourself. I can't put you in the doctrine. Solidifying your thoughts is even more stupid."

Meng Shijia had to keep failing again and again.

Yang Soong asked someone to send a bag of flour to the kitchen every day. "Work hard today."

Meng Shijia would send a bag of flour every day.

If he broke it, he would pour it into a large water tank. Yang Soong would think of a way to turn the dry and wet noodles into delicious food.

No matter how Meng Shijia destroyed it, Yang Soong had a way.

He wasn't afraid of wasting it.

However, there was a free stall at the entrance of the Hundred Phoenix Pavilion.

Sometimes, it was a mixed food pancake. Sometimes it's all kinds of pastries.

Otherwise, they wouldn't be able to finish the food made from a bag of noodles.

Sometimes, it was really too rare. Yang Soong simply made a pot of soup with lumps.

This kind of life continued for half a month.

There were a lot of things that were made, but there was no noodles.

Until one sunny summer afternoon, Yang Soong woke up from his afternoon nap and saw his brother-in-law standing in front of the chopping board in a daze.

En, tears welled up in his eyes.

"What's wrong?"

Yang Soong walked closer and saw several noodles of the same width and thickness on the chopping board.

The noodles were like broken biscuits.

The biscuits were still the same, but they were not just biscuits.

"How did you do it?"

Logically speaking, the width was harder than the thickness.

"Brother-in-law, I did it."

"I saw it. How did you do it?"

"Brother-in-law, I did it."

"Yes, you did it. How did you..."

Yang Soong did not need to ask. He saw a ruler, the kind that was forty centimeters long.

"Brother-in-law, I used a ruler to compare. I can guarantee that each noodle is one and a half centimeters long."

He was quite proud.

"Another opportunistic trick." Yang Soong was not very happy.

"You don't want to use a ruler?" Meng Shijia was hurt. He thought he was smart this time.

Yang Soong knew what was going on.

He wanted Meng Shijia to really learn how to cook noodles. It was also considered his ability to make a living.

And Meng Shijia only wanted to cook noodles to obtain the secret recipe for making medicinal Ten Mellow Wines.

Yang Soong could not let Meng Shijia know his true intentions, or else this kid would definitely not do it.

"Brother-in-law, our Meng Family's wealth is enough for me to win. My father said long ago that as long as I don't cause trouble, he will burn incense and worship Buddha."

"Your father's expectations for you are truly unique."

Meng father placed the Meng Family's hope on Meng Shihan.

Meng Shihan wanted to help Meng Shijia up more than once, but she did not succeed.

Yang Soong wanted to try.

"If you can't use a ruler, you should practice well."

"Take out the iron pestle and grind it into needles."

"Make a bowl of noodles like me and let the people who eat it agree."

Meng Shijia was shocked. "Brother-in-law, don't bully people."

Yang Soong was speechless.

Meng Shijia said, "Brother-in-law, I've grown up. The best noodles I've ever eaten are made by you. You made me make noodles like you. I feel like you're cheating me. "

Yang Soong said, "You have never tried it before. How do you know it won't work?"

"Ask all the chefs in Luocheng to make noodles of the same level as you."

Yang Soong thought about it carefully. No one could make noodles of the same level as you.

"Brother-in-law, you cook openly and openly every day. Anyone can see and learn because no one can learn." Meng Shijia's habit of telling the truth had to be changed.

"Nonsense." Yang Soong said, "I openly let everyone watch because someone knows how to teach. I openly teach for free, but you suspect my intentions. I'll tell your sister."

Meng Shijia:... "

What a familiar formula.

Yang Soong did not explain much to Meng Shijia. He only said two words, "If you want to eat, practice well for me."

"Physical punishment!" Meng Shijia seemed to want to give up, so Yang Soong asked him to solve his own stomach problem.

"Brother-in-law, you want me to starve to death?" Yang Soong asked.

"Don't you have money?"

Meng Shijia had a salary. It was enough to buy a dozen sesame cakes and half a box of instant noodles. It could even be matched with ham and sausages.

"Brother-in-law, I'm used to your cooking. How can I eat anything else?"

What was more hateful was that Yang Soong was studying new dishes again.

Meng Shihan could not help but come over and ask, "How come the frequency of researching new dishes is so fast recently?"

"Is it fast?" Yang Soong was surprised.

"I want our Hundred Wind Pavilion to have 100 chicken dishes quickly. How many are there now? I don't have the right to call it Hundred Wind Pavilion."

"There's also this noodles. I plan to arrange 100 dishes. There aren't many now."

"Eight major cuisines. There are so many dishes. If I don't hurry, when will I be able to master all of them?"

"There are also so many dishes overseas."

"Xiao Han, I still need to quickly research a few Western cuisines."

"We also have to learn those dishes from neighboring countries."

"We have to become famous as soon as possible. If I don't work hard, I won't be able to become Master Chef before I turn 30," Wang Yao said.

Meng Shihan was stunned when she heard that. She did not know that Yang Soong still had such ambitions.

Yang Soong sighed. "The progress is too slow. Master Chef has a long way to go."

Meng Shihan asked, "Darling, are you serious?"

"I have to be serious, Han. My dream is very simple. I want to be Master Chef and marry you." Yang Soong was such a simple and happy person.

Xu Zheng played the role of Zhang Dongguan in the Manchu Han Date. There were only two big dreams in his life.2

"Become the greatest chef in the world and marry the most beautiful woman in the world."

When he was a beggar, Zhang Dongguan did not change his mind.

What did it mean?

"This is a good ambition. I need to be more awesome."

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