C999 I'll Take You as My Master
The healthy Jiro blocked Yang Soong's way and asked, "I, the great chef of He Country, want to be your disciple. Do you agree or not? "
Yang Soong said, "I heard that He Country's great chef title has less than 1,200 people?"
"More accurately, less than 1,000 people." Yoshichiro Limited stuck out his chest.
Yang Soong said again, "You are still a master of cooked wheaten food at your place?"
"Of course. Before I met you, my Cooked Wheaten Food was invincible." Yoshichiro Limited was proud of himself.
From his stance to his tone, it was Yang Soong's honor to accept him as his disciple. He should be glad that Yang Soong had accepted him as his disciple.
Yang Soong combed his hair and could not help but wash his hands. "That's enough. I don't agree to accept you."
The healthy man, who was proud of being slapped in the face by reality, felt like he was going to explode. "Why? Do you know how much you will suffer if you don't take me in as your disciple? Let's not talk about other things. "At least with me around, your restaurant business will definitely be even more popular. "I can help you make noodles for sale in He Country. "If you want to eat my noodles, you have to make an appointment with me half a month in advance."
Yang Soong forced himself not to roll his eyes and took the tea that Chen Ming had brewed. He said, "You can't knead the dough, but you can't knead the dough. "You can't use a knife, you can't use the heat. You can't mix the dough, you can't change the direction you're going, you can't change the direction you're going. The noodles that you made were not even qualified to be on the Hundred Phoenix Pavilion's menu. I asked you to cook the noodles in my Hundred Phoenix Pavilion and smash my signboard. "
The technique to make noodles was to use ramen or noodles to make noodles.
Yoshichiro Limu covered his heart with both hands and took six steps back. He almost vomited blood. "You dare to humiliate me like this?"
"If you have time, you can stay in China for a few days. Go out and have a taste of my China's wheaten food. You only know that the level of your wheaten food is nothing."
"I told you that you know yourself and know your enemy. You have won a hundred battles. You have competed with me three times. Have you ever understood me in advance? " There are no less than twenty types of food sold in my Hundred Phoenix Pavilion. How many have you eaten? " China has existed for thousands of years. How many have you eaten? "
Felicitous Rain Lord was unable to answer.
Yang Soong said, "You don't know anything, what right do you have to call yourself Master of Cooked Wheaten Food? Why do you think you can beat me?"
"In Huaxia, there are thirty years old noodle houses, fifty years old noodle houses, and a hundred years old noodle house. How many have you eaten? " If you go to any random noodle house and try it, you will find that your cooking skills are really good. " It's not good. In my opinion, you came to challenge me. It's just a joke. "
Lastly, I'll use a simple sentence to tell you why I don't accept you as my disciple, because you're too stupid "
After Yang Soong finished speaking, he took his girlfriend back to take an afternoon nap.
Another 40 minutes. It was time to prepare for business at night again.
As for why his girlfriend would accompany him during lunch break? It was probably because of the cooling down.
Yang Soong had easily won against the healthy and healthy Jiro. Many videos were being broadcasted on various large online platforms.
"Shh, keep a low profile. Our Brother Song didn't take it seriously at all."
"He won too easily. Brother Song only regret that he didn't have enough time for his afternoon nap."
"Before the competition, Brother Song said that he actually just learned how to cook cooked wheaten food not long ago and that the other party is He Guo's great chef. My heart is pounding nervously."
"Three matches. I thought the best result would be two wins and one loss. I didn't expect Brother Song to easily win three matches in a row."
"Brother Song is an expert. Brother Song is indifferent to humiliation. Brother Song is neither angry nor angry, quietly stunning everyone."
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"Did you guys notice? Actually, we are worried for Brother Song for nothing. Many people who came to the Hundred Phoenix Pavilion to challenge him are very powerful. Every time, they would act like a father sneezing, as if Brother Song could overturn the Hundred Phoenix Pavilion with just a finger. In the end, Brother Song would take care of them slowly."
When Yang Soong saw this post, he asked Chen Ming to delete it.
"Why? This post would definitely become popular. " It's the truth. The conclusion is very insightful. "
"He knows too much." Yang Soong said.
Chen Ming said, "Okay, delete it now. I will contact this online friend and tell him not to speak the truth for no reason."
Yang Soong: "Yes, solve the problem from the root."
After solving the problem of being healthy, the cake banquet that Yang Soong wanted was now in front of him.
The classrooms of the six high schools in Luocheng were all borrowed.
There were too many people who came to take the exam.
Yang Soong said, "System, thank goodness you're here."
Otherwise, with so many people, it would be a lot of money to print the exam papers.
System: Different levels of chatter...
The System shouldn't have cursed, it couldn't help it.
Yang Soong said, "Mandarin is not standard."
Because there were too many dessert lovers in China, they still managed to reach Luocheng in a short period of time.
There were too many people. Everyone had true love for dessert. Not only could they eat sugar, but they also knew how to make desserts. Many people had even innovated on many desserts.
In other words, there were many people who could give Yang Soong's cake feedback.
"This is very rare." Yang Soong quietly expanded the scale of the cake banquet, "Invite 500 people, I'll make more cake."
Five hundred people, even if Hundred Phoenix Pavilion built two more floors, it would not be enough.
Chen Ming found another venue.
It was none other than Gao Xin's mall.
All the shops in Gao Xin's shopping mall were grateful to Yang Soong. They were willing to give up their business for a day and give the place to Yang Soong so that he could hold a cake party.
Yang Soong said, "We can't let them suffer losses."
Chen Ming said, "Don't worry. I will waive the rent for them this month."
A full month's rent in a shopping mall was a lot, so Chen Ming would exempt it if he said so.
Yang Soong had shares in a shopping mall. "If you earn less, then so be it."
After passing the exam and the system's checkup, he finally chose the person who could participate in the cake banquet.
Yang Soong moved out a generous table and wrote invitations in calligraphy in the bamboo forest. He wrote each invitation personally.
Salt is for oneself, sweet is for others. Sweets bring sweet taste to the people of the world and taste happiness. Today, Yang Soong of the Hundred Phoenix Pavilion invites you to the Hundred Stage cake banquet at 11 AM on the 25th of this month.
He is waiting eagerly and respectfully welcomes you.
The invitation letter was very solemn. Only the tip of the ink lotus was revealed. It was tender and sweet, with an elegant color. Yang Soong's brush strokes were like dragons and snakes, causing people's eyes to light up.
Many people posted the invitation letter on the Internet.
"Wow, Brother Song is not only handsome, but he also knows how to cook. He even wrote such beautiful calligraphy with a brush in one hand. He is definitely an exiled immortal who mistakenly entered the mortal world."
"Don't scare me, will Brother Song return to the Heavenly Court after his tribulation ends?"0
"Earthling, treat Brother Song better. Let him know that the mortal world is worth it. Why return to the heavens?"
"I envy those of you who Brother Song personally wrote your names!"
"That's right. We can't go. The people you guys go must send the video to the right place."
"Don't shake your hands, we want the blue light."
"If you don't bring the video back, you guys can think about it."
"We promise we won't kill you."
"When will Brother Song sell dessert?"
"A hundred types of cake, I can't even eat it."
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