976: C976 Space Space

C976 Space Space

0Yang Soong was quite satisfied. "I have a single apartment that is everywhere, but unfortunately, I did not bring my kitchen knife with me."

With a swoosh, a jet black kitchen knife appeared in the space, flashing with a cold light.

It was Yang Soong's knife.

"System, what's going on?" Yang Soong was very surprised, "Don't tell me I know the summoning technique?"

"Unfortunately, host, you don't know how to do it." The current system did not like to speak human language. "In this space, the Host can freely summon items related to cooking. Transfer them as you wish. Transfer them can only appear on the spot."

"In addition, this space is called the personal portable space of Master Chef, the King of Reserve, Yang Soong."

Yang Soong said, "I don't want to complain, but which stupid deer gave this name? " Why is it so long? Is there no word limit? "

This System started it "

Yang Soong: "It really is a stupid deer."

"If the host doesn't want it, this system can take it back."

Yang Soong's knife drew a few sharp lights in the air. Try it.

"You must be joking. This space is already the host's. It will be permanently effective." The system would never learn to be honest.

"What else?" Yang Soong saw the signboard of the spatial gateway. It really had the words' Reserve Master Chef's King Yang Soong's personal Dimensional Pocket 'printed on it.

Since ancient times, whose door plaque had so many words written on it?

"That is only the name of the entrance. The Dimensional Pocket is your Dimensional Pocket. You can decide what the name is by yourself."

"That's more like it." Yang Soong waved his pen. Master Chef: Wang Zhong Wang! Lord Yang Soong was here.

He changed the sign on the door and placed a tablet at the door.

System:...

He was too shameless.

Yang Soong thought about it and added, "Why aren't you all kneeling down?

System: "Hehe, human man.

Yang Soong added, "Those who enter will chatter.

System: Not much damage, extremely insulting.

Yang Soong said, "My space, I am in charge."

After playing for a while, they arrived at the capital.

There was a car to take Yang Soong and the others to the Delhi Food Club.

When they arrived, Chen Ming got out of the car and opened the door for Yang Soong. He smiled and invited Yang Soong to get out of the car.

Yang Soong rolled his eyes at him. "Go away and play. I will open the door myself."

If it was someone else, Yang Soong would have made it clear that Chen Ming was his brother.

Yang Soong asked Chen Ming to move aside. He supported the car door and took Meng Shihan away. He was worried about Shen Huaizhao. "Can you come down by yourself? "Is your leg alright?"

"I can. I have been fine for a long time." Shen Huaizhao smiled. "Brother Song, the lamb head soup you made for me is very effective. The first time I drink it, I feel that my ankle doesn't hurt anymore. After three times, I can walk on the ground. I am now walking as fast as flying."

"That's good." Yang Soong had long discovered that the ingredients provided by the system had excellent food treatment effects. After his cooking, the effects were even better.

The four of them were led by a receptionist lady wearing a qipao into the hall. She changed into a beautiful woman wearing a Tang Palace uniform and led the way.

"Hello, my name is Chunfeng. I will be at your service now. Please follow me to the private room on the third floor."

This restaurant was filled with private rooms. The lobby on the first floor was filled with guests waiting for their seats.

Their private rooms were limited, and there were many people queuing.

When they saw Yang Soong and the others entering, they didn't need to line up. There were also beautiful young ladies serving them personally.

"What's going on? "Why don't they line up? " We came first! "

Did you guys collect tips? So what if you're rich? " I'll pay you guys too? "

"They look like two poor losers. Maybe they're here to apply for a waiter."

"I don't care. Get those two pretty boys to line up."

There were quite a lot of people queuing up. If there were people causing trouble, there would naturally be people making noise. The ones leading were two people wearing black sunglasses.

There were even black sunglasses in the room, it was unknown whether they were acting cool or pretending to be blind.

Chen Ming was just about to get angry when Yang Soong glanced at him.

"Tell them to shut up. We are here to eat, not to cause trouble."

"Yes, guest. Please rest assured."

With a warm smile, Chunfeng said," Ladies and gentlemen, our Dexing Cuisine Society adopted a membership system. The lobby on the first floor was for the guests, and the second floor was for the ordinary private rooms. One star members can line up to enter after paying 100,000 membership fees, while two star members pay one million membership fees. Able to enjoy booking services, no need to queue up. If there are customers who don't want to queue up, they only need to pay a membership fee according to the rules. "

The people who were shouting happily instantly fell silent.

Money was also an ability.

After entering the private room, Chen Ming asked Yang Soong for credit. "Brother Song, how is it? I'm treating you to this, isn't this good enough?"

There was a menu description on the menu.

This restaurant chose Ningxia's beach sheep, and every week, the live sheep would be delivered to the restaurant and eaten on the spot.

Soon, a big and round chef called himself Master Zhou. He was wearing a shirt and a towel was on his shoulder.

Behind him, two people who looked like waiters brought over a fresh lamb leg.

"We can still eat spicy food that smells good. If we eat it more tender or burnt, we can both cook it. We can slice it on the spot and eat it on the spot. " There's also the Jade-Nectar Spring Wine to eat. This wine is best suited for mutton. "

This Master Zhou was really capable. He held a big kitchen knife and cut the meat along the texture of the lamb leg.

The lamb leg was split in half.

"According to your instructions, the left side is made with five sticks of incense. You should eat the tender ones and the right side is made with spicy ones. You should eat the burnt ones."

His movements were very steady and fast.

The meat of the lamb leg was cut cleanly, and in less than five minutes, the meat was roasted on the iron plate.

The iron plate was made in the middle of the dining table. The heat control was very clever.2

The first half of the meat was slightly hotter. Master Zhou distributed the first half of the meat that was roasted to the few of them.

He habitually wanted to share the meat with Chen Ming first. Chen Ming wore the most expensive one among the few of them.

First, respect the clothes, then respect the people.

Chen Ming was not happy. "Give it to the person in the main seat. Today, I will treat Brother Song."

Master Zhou was stunned for a moment and quickly reacted. He handed the meat to Yang Soong and muttered in his heart, This Brother Song is wearing too simple clothes. Why can he let the person next to him, who is obviously a young master from a rich family, play the song?

Of course, Yang Soong knew what Master Zhou was thinking. He had met him too many times and was used to it. On the contrary, he was happy to wear it. Anyway, he just liked to wear simple clothes.

The meat of the beach sheep in Ningxia was indeed good. Master Zhou could also roast it. The meat was crispy, and the spice was also delicious.

Yang Soong, Chen Ming, and the others were not full.

Chen Ming, Meng Shihan, and Shen Huaizhao were half full. "Enough. I don't want to eat anymore."

Yang Soong was not even half full. He only ate three mouthfuls. "Rest for a while."

The martial arts in the Dexing Cuisine Society had always been the hot topic of eating mutton. The atmosphere of the people who came to eat was very hot.

The four people who came today did not eat hot at all. They were too refined. They did not even show an expression of "It's very delicious. It's indeed worthy of being the martial arts mutton of fifty thousand RMB per table.

Master Zhou went back to the lounge and was still puzzled.

The other chefs:

"Hey, Old Zhou, why are you back so soon?"

"It's impossible to finish roasting the lamb in such a short period of time."

"You didn't roast the meat and ask the customer to chase you back, did you?"

"Bullshit," Zhou Xiong said. "Will I roast the meat? The guest today is not right."

Elder Zhou continued to mumble in his heart: Especially the young man who sat at the main seat and wore simple and honest clothes. When he ate the roasted lamb that I made, not only did he not find it delicious, he even frowned. Why?

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