946: C946 Your Grandfather Isn't Your Grandfather

C946 Your Grandfather Isn't Your Grandfather

"You!"

"Brother Song?"

The six men could not help but hug each other. They did not want to know what they were about to face.

Yang Soong nodded. "It's me."

"That Brother Song of Yang Soong?"

"That Brother Song from the Hundred Phoenix Pavilion?"

"The only chef in the restaurant?"

Yang Soong nodded again. "I am Yang Soong. I am Yang Soong from the Hundred Phoenix Pavilion."

"No!"

"How is this possible?"

! "Aren't you an old man?!"

Yang Soong asked. "Who told you?"

He wanted to talk to the man.

The six men looked at each other. "We guessed it."

Yang Soong stood there feeling refreshed. If he changed into his school uniform, he would be treated as a university student.

"I guessed wrong."

This was a misunderstanding.

Yang Soong said, "Luckily I guessed wrong."

It was easy to say that it was a misunderstanding.

"See clearly next time." Yang Soong was about to leave after he finished speaking. The six people on the opposite side were staring at him, as if they were looking at him. "Do you have anything else to do?"

The six men pointed at each other. "This, that, our..."

They still did not dare to believe it.

"Come in and sit for a while." Yang Soong waved his hand and let them in.

They had to follow him.

The six of them were as strong as a small mountain. They were stuttering and twisting their fingers in front of him. This scene was too dazzling.

"How embarrassing is that?"

"Are you going in or not?" Yang Soong asked.

"Of course."

"We have to go in, or else we won't give you any face."

They didn't dare to call him Brother Song.

Meng Shihan invited them to sit down and Shen Huaizhao went to bring tea.

Yang Soong went into the kitchen and came out with a basket of radishes.

He chose six radishes and began carving with a knife.

The six of them could not understand and wanted to find someone to inquire about it.

Meng Shihan looked at Yang Soong with a gentle gaze. She might cover up for him.

Shen Huaizhao did not need to ask.

The young man in the corner who was rubbing the dough seemed to be able to ask.

"Handsome, I need to ask you something."

"If you want to eat with a chef, just call him grandpa. If you want to find someone to ask about something, just call him handsome. Why is the difference between you two so big?" Meng Shijia was kneading dough, dough, and noodles every day. He had almost kneaded himself into a dough. He had suppressed the sadness in his stomach and was waiting to confide in Meng Shijia.

"How old is the chef of Hundred Phoenix Pavilion?"

"Don't you know what kind of life I live every day? I woke up before five in the morning. Because my brother-in-law said that he must go out at five o'clock on time." Meng Shijia said.

"Is he a respectable senior in the cooking industry?"

"Morning exercises take 45 minutes to run at once. " Ah! Ah! " Meng Shijia said again.

"Is the young man who carved the kitchen knife Chef Yang's disciple?"

"He said he would give me some time to get used to it. How many days does he need to get used to it? " Just let me run for 45 minutes. "

"Do you hear what I'm asking?"

The six of them gave up. The person who kneaded the dough was not suitable to ask questions.

His brain was not normal.

Chen Ming came out of the kitchen, full of hiccups. He wanted to collapse on the chair.

"Let's go out for a walk. Don't sit down after eating so much." Yang Soong suddenly said.

Chen Ming, who was halfway there, missed the chair that was about to arrive. "I just ate in the kitchen. I've digested some of it."

"Go out for a walk for half an hour. Otherwise, don't eat lunch."

One move to defeat the enemy.

Chen Ming had no choice but to leave.

Wang Xiadao and the others: It seemed like Yang Soong really was the person in front of them.

"Wait, look at what he carved." Wang Chao said excitedly.

Yang Soong had just finished carving a carrot.

Six people stared at the statue from one meter away and said,

"I'm sure it's a person." Ruan Chuan said.

Yang Soong's temples twitched. He tried not to say anything.

"Nonsense. This is obviously a person."

"What I want to say is that this is not a god."

"This person looks very familiar."

" You're right. "

[I just can't remember who it is.]

"Who is it?"

They studied it, and Yang Soong finished carving the second one.

"Hey, there's another person!"

"Nonsense."

" He still looks familiar. "

"I still can't remember who it is."

The third one looked familiar.

The fourth one was a person.

The fifth one, he couldn't remember who it was.

The sixth, he was even more familiar with it.

The six statues were placed on the table. Yang Soong stepped back. They could form a circle and three statues on one side. They could look at each other.

"Yiya!"

"This statue looks very similar to the person squatting opposite me."

"It looks like the one opposite me!"

"It really is!"

The six of them said excitedly:

"Big Brother, this statue is you, right?"

"Third Brother, it has a high nose bridge. It must be you."

"Fifth brother, it's the same as your little eyes."

"You all have it. What about the three of us?"

"There are three more over there."

"There are six statues, and we have six as well."

There was a moment of silence.

"The ones carved here are the six of us."

"I was wondering why they look so familiar, hahaha..."

"How awkward."

" This sculpture looks very similar to ours, it's really good at cutting. "

"No wonder it can make three-Ding buns."

Yang Soong finally proved himself.

The six of them stood beside the statue and bowed three times to Yang Soong. "Brother Song, we were wrong. We thought you were an old grandpa with such delicious food. We didn't expect you to be so young and promising, handsome, elegant, and unique."

Yang Soong was very satisfied. There were so many people in the world who liked to tell the truth.

"Alright, as long as the misunderstanding is solved, you guys can go back."

"Thank you for not making a fuss about it, Brother Song!"

"The statue is for you guys. You can eat it."

The system provided Yang Soong with a batch of radishes for him to practice.

The kind that guaranteed the taste.

The six of them happily carried their respective statues and left.

"Will our radishes shrink very quickly on such a hot day?"

"Should we stop eating?"

"I can't bear to part with such a perfect work of art."

"Then what do we do?"

"Find a supermarket and we'll go to the cold storage area!" said Wang Yao.

The six of them rushed into the mall, found the yogurt from the supermarket, and carefully invited the carrot statue out.

Everyone was full of hot tears:

"The other me in the world, although I don't want to eat such an excellent person like you, but if I don't eat you, you will get rid of it, and it will break. This way, my heart will ache."

"In order to let you live forever, I will let you enter my stomach."

"Please live well with me!"

After taking photos and videos, the six of them held their respective statues and started biting.

"Wow, this radish is quite delicious!"

"Hahaha!"

"Don't talk, have a good meal!"

After the six of them finished eating, they happily walked around the gourmet street and rushed back an hour and a half before the Hundred Phoenix Pavilion opened the door, preparing to line up.

They still came for the bowls.

Meng Wan was already waiting.

There was also Li Qingdi and Li Ke. Even Zhao Lucky was there. There were also the four great and strong people, as well as Qiang Zi's father, Zhao Dawall.

"Look at the food forum of Luocheng. Someone has announced Brother Song's latest sculpture of radish."2

"There are six of them."

"There are six people."

" They look quite familiar. "

Wang Xiadao and the others were proud and confident. That's right, that's right. It's the six of us. Our relationship with Brother Song is not ordinary!

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