1093: C1093 A Godlike Plot

C1093 A Godlike Plot

"Chen Ming, turn the camera into a colorful one. Who asked you to turn it into black and white?" Yang Soong was convinced.

"I was just mixing the dough. Why are you guys mourning for me?"

The people under him were getting more and more stupid.

"No, Brother Song, this is a misunderstanding. My hands were wrong, and I accidentally touched black and white. The passers-by are really making a fuss. " Chen Ming explained.

Meng Shihan was also very speechless.

"There are too many side characters. "

"We look like today. It really looks like something happened to Brother Xiaoming. "

The most obvious evidence was that Chen Ming had not appeared in the Hundred Phoenix Pavilion the next day.

"This morning, a new breakfast came out from the Hundred Phoenix Pavilion. Brother Xiaoming didn't come, so many people came to me to find out what happened. "

Everyone knew that Chen Ming was Yang Soong's loyal fan, true love fan, and even a brainless fan.

It was already shocking enough that he didn't show up for a meal.

Furthermore, he didn't show up even when there was a new breakfast.

The Hundred Phoenix Pavilion's breakfast had always been eaten today. It might not be served tomorrow.

"What?! What's going on? New breakfast! I heard a new breakfast. What's the new breakfast? Brother Song, have I never eaten it before?"

Chen Ming had been misunderstood and hung up. He had never felt so sad.

"Brother Song, you are too cruel. I just escaped from those cruel guys, but you actually made a new breakfast for me behind my back. What's more, you didn't give it to me to eat. "

"And you guys, we agreed that we would be united and friendly colleagues for the rest of our lives. You guys actually didn't tell me Brother Song made a new breakfast. "

It was simply unforgivable.

" I'll ask you one last time. Did you leave some for me? "

Chen Ming's tone was filled with grief and indignation. It was no less than a female protagonist who had been abandoned by a scumbag.

Gu Baiwen returned. "No. Today, the restaurant offers a huge discount to all customers. Every customer can have another bowl for free. Everyone eats very cleanly. "

While saying that, He rushed to Yang Soong, unable to conceal the excitement in his eyes. "Brother Song, I really didn't expect that the pig soup, a street snack in Shanxi, would be so authentic and delicious. I went out to look for several customers in Shanxi to give me their feedback. They all said that they ate the pig soup you made and felt that they had returned to their hometown. "

It could be said that it was a success.

"Many customers are asking if they can cook the pig soup again tomorrow. Many people want to eat it again. More people didn't make it in time today and wanted to come over tomorrow. Those few people from Shanxi have already publicized it in the group chat. Many people want to bring their families to eat the pig soup. "

Yang Soong was also very satisfied. "Pig soup is a kind of local snack active on the roadside in Changzhi County of Shanxi. It can be eaten and cooked at the same time. It is very convenient and practical. It can save time for customers and also provide energy for their bodies in the shortest time. It has a fantastic taste and is liked by many customers. "

The milky white soup, the cheap pig seasoning, and the soft marshmallows on the outside and inside.

Yang Soong made up his mind to make the pig soup the moment he saw it.

Ordinary pig soup was indeed delicious, but one could not drink it too much. It was easy to get high.

Yang Soong used the ingredients provided by the system to effectively avoid this situation.

In addition, the pig provided by the system was a pig produced by the mountain stream. It liked to eat bamboo shoots from the mountain stream the most every day, and it even went into the pond to fish.

It ate naturally, lived in the fragrance of birds, and was occasionally attracted by the music to the mountaintop to watch the sunrise.

As a pig, its life could be said to be very blissful.

A happy pig used to make pig soup naturally had a wonderful taste.

There were also people who finished eating the pig soup and took pictures of themselves.

"Wow, Brother Song cooked pig soup for us all. After eating it, it will beautify our faces. Look, the wrinkles on my face are not obvious anymore!"

"My complexion is much better, and my skin will become smoother and smoother. "

"I just came back from a business trip and have always felt sleepy. I couldn't wake up, so I took the last chance to drink Brother Song's pig soup. I declare that this beautiful warrior will revive on the spot!"

"Full of vitality, I can still work on the computer for five hundred years!"

"Marathon, come on. I definitely won't fall for it this time! The road has been turned upside down!"

……

Chen Ming was scrolling through the rumors online one by one. His heart was sour and bitter, and he wished he could cry out loud.

"Dad, Mom, let me out. I have to go find Brother Song. He can't stop me from drinking pig soup. I'm still injured, so I have to make it up to him. "

Chen Dahai and his wife asked the kitchen to send half a bowl of pig soup and sesame seed cake to their son.

Chen Ming knew it was Yang Soong's craftsmanship when he smelled it.

"Sure enough, Brother Song didn't forget me. "

Chen Ming drank a sip of the soup first. The milky white soup was smooth and soothing, as if the hands in spring were comforting his wounded soul.

"So this is the milky white soup that Brother Song often talked about. It is different from the clear soup. The taste is thicker. It is not as refreshing as the clear soup, but it is more fragrant and delicious. How can it be so delicious?"

Chen Ming took a bite of the soup and meat. "Is there something wrong with the green onion? Brother Song would never cut the green onion into tiny pieces when he made the meat soup. It was not even evenly cut. "

"Why is this bowl of pig soup served in such a small bowl? Brother Song understands my appetite. Why is it still half a bowl?"

"The sesame cake is also not right. This is not the sesame cake made by Brother Song at all. This is a pirated version! "

Yang Soong and the others could clearly see and hear what they were supposed to hear through the camera.

That's right. Yang Soong understood Chen Ming's appetite. He would definitely not give him half a bowl.

He did not understand Chen Dahai and his wife's appetite.

"I gave him six bowls of pig soup. " Yang Soong was very thorough in his work. It was impossible that he didn't prepare it for the Chen family's elders.

"Mom and Dad, is it the two of you? It must be the two of you! I am your only son, how can you treat me like this? "

" Just drink it secretly, at least give me a full bowl. And there's also the Sesame Seed Cake. Don't think that I can't eat it. This was made by the chef at home. It's not made by Brother Song at all. Brother Song makes the Oil Sesame Seed Cake. He would never sprinkle sesame seeds like that. "

Chen Ming's heart was completely broken.

"I want to go out. I want to go back to Hundred Phoenix Pavilion. Let me out!"

He wanted to find Yang Soong for dinner.

Yang Soong silently hung up the video call.

"I know you guys have a lot of questions. Put them down and try my baked biscuits first. " "This is my first time cooking cookies," Yang Soong said.0

Yang Soong had finished the first batch of cookies.

"The taste might be a little bad. Give me your suggestions. "

The bamboo steamer was filled with small biscuits shaped like leaves. They were exquisite and exquisite, and the bright yellow color looked extremely alluring under the sunlight.

"These are vegetable biscuits. There are nine types of vegetables in them, so I specially made them into the shape of leaves. They look even cuter. "

There was another reason why Yang Soong would do this:

"Many customers have been complaining about their lack of vitamins and need to be replenished. There are a lot of vegetables in our restaurant, but they still can't help but order meat dishes. How can they replenish vitamins like this?"

In fact, it wasn't that many customers in Hundred Phoenix Pavilion didn't order vegetables. It was mainly because it was easy for them to snatch the vegetables through the 100m sprint. Ticket number, you want them to use the leisurely stomach space to eat vegetables?

How is that possible?

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