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Yang Soong searched on the internet and easily found out what the 18 types of biscuits were.

Vegetables, egg crackers, green bean crackers, red bean crackers, milk crackers, snow crackers, almond crackers, salt crackers, peach crackers, sesame crackers, taro crackers, peanut crackers, hazelnut crackers, walnut crackers, melon crackers, rice crackers, red date crackers, and rose crackers.

This line-up.

"I haven't eaten many types of them either. " Yang Soong sighed with emotion, "But it's quite interesting. We can try it out. "

Gu Baiwei was devastated. "Brother Song, you said you haven't eaten many types?"

"Yes, I've only eaten vegetable pancakes, sesame cakes, and peach cakes. There's nothing else. " Yang Soong was very honest.

"Eighteen types of sesame cakes. You've only eaten three?"

"Yes, there are 15 types that I haven't eaten. " Yang Soong stroked his chin and looked at the 18 types of cakes with only their names.

"You said you want to make these eighteen types of biscuits?" Gu Baiwen felt that Yang Soong was joking.

"I never joke. " Yang Soong said.

"Brother Song, these 18 types of cakes are the traditional ones in Huaxia. "

"I know. "

Yang Soong had a clear understanding of theoretical knowledge.

No one knew that Yang Soong was often forced to memorize by the system.

"After several generations of experimentation by chefs, time is meaningful. It's not so easy to produce it. " Gu Baiwei said it directly.

"There's a challenge. I like it. " Yang Soong's bad taste could be seen from this. He liked difficulties. The harder it was, the more he wanted to do it so that he could show off in front of others.

Gu Baiwen had been practicing cooking since he was young. He was famous at a young age and had always lived a proud life.

No one was better at cooking than him when compared to his young age. There were only a few who were better at cooking than him when compared to his age.

Gu Baiwen, who never knew how to write the word humble, met Yang Soong, who was even more arrogant than him.

"Brother Song, are you sure? This is really not easy. " Gu Baiwen didn't know if he was trying to persuade Yang Soong or himself.

"It's fine. Vegetable biscuits. This is also my first time trying them. "

It seemed to be quite successful.

Gu Baixiang told the truth, "It's not like it. It's really very successful. There are only six types of vegetables in the Celebration Vegetables. "

Their family's Vegetable Cake was already inferior to Yang Soong's.

As they walked forward, the pastry and biscuits naturally needed to be upgraded too.

Since Yang Soong could surpass one type, what was the problem with making the other seventeen types?

No one in the Hundred Phoenix Pavilion doubted Yang Soong's ability.

"Since it's decided, let's start from today. Make one type of pastry every day. Once it's done, bring it to the street and treat people to a taste. Give more feedback. "

Ten days later, he would be able to make 18 types of crispy cakes.

All of these crispy cakes could be saved for one to two months.

Yang Soong would then travel outside and leave some cakes and desserts for everyone. It would not be to the extent that if he left, the customers would not be able to eat them.

The pastry was also delicious.

Hopefully, the customers would not chase after him. Yang Soong was constantly thinking about his dog life.

"Little Han, is there anything you really want to eat? I'll make it for you. " It would be best if it was easy to preserve.

" You make it, I like it all " Meng Shihan said a sentence full of love and nonsense.

Yang Soong loved to hear this kind of Steamed Bun talk.

"I should also make more buns. "

The buns were quickly frozen and handed over to the factory to be processed so that they could be saved conveniently.

Everyone had buns for their main meal, and they usually had pastries to eat.

Yang Soong could relax and go out to travel.

"But it's still not good. The food should be hot. " Yang Soong baked a lot of vegetable pancakes.

The brown and yellow vegetable pancakes were made into the shape of leaves and stored in delicate containers. Yang Soong put them on the cart and sent them to the neighbors on the food street one by one.

Every family had one.

He pushed the snack cart to a place. When he saw the delicious food they sold, he would praise them.

The owner was so happy that he flew into the air. His face was as red as a glass of wine. "Brother Song, you flatter me. Your previous teachings were very useful. I did it. It's much better than before. "

Speaking up to this point, whether it was the egg pancakes or octopus meatballs, the shop owner didn't care. Or the ones selling the fried rice, they had to make one serving for Yang Soong at once.

"Brother Song, try my cooking, right?"

After Yang Soong tasted it, he praised that he had made some progress, and then he personally demonstrated it once.

The shopkeeper was so excited that he thanked him profusely.

If the food wanted to be cooked for a long time, the taste would never change.

In the line of chefs, there were many hidden things. Very few people did not want to pay so many people.

They were already very lucky to be able to do business on the same street as the Hundred Phoenix Pavilion. Yang Soong specially took the time to teach them every day, and it was even more of a great favor.

Yang Soong finished giving the cart of biscuits and taught countless people.

He still had to go back to business.

There were still many people who did not receive the biscuits. They looked at Yang Soong with eager eyes.

They were too embarrassed to take the initiative to speak, and they were really envious.

Yang Soong said, "I'll go back and cook first. I'll roast some biscuits later and send them out. "

"Thank you, Brother Song!"

. . . "Brother Song is such a good person!"

"Brother Song is definitely not a person. "

"Hmm?"

"He is a god, coming down to save us all! "

……

Yang Soong gave biscuits to every family. Even the person pushing the snack cart would not miss it.

They were all from the same street.

The restaurants outside the food street said, "We are so jealous that our eyes turn red and we cry in our hearts. "

They also wanted to move to the same street as the Hundred Phoenix Pavilion to be neighbors.

The customers came to line up. They were all very excited when they found out that Yang Soong had roasted ten kinds of vegetables for them.

"Brother Song should also send us, right?"

"It doesn't matter if you give it to us or not. As long as it's on the Hundred Phoenix Pavilion's menu, we can buy it ourselves. "

"The most important thing is that we have a chance to eat it. "

……

Yang Soong said, "I won't be on the menu for now. I don't have time to roast so much. I still have to send it to the neighborhood. "

The customers who had been promoted or walking on the path of promotion and salary were either promoted or promoted. What do you mean? Are you looking down on us who want to spend money to buy it?

Yang Soong said, "No, I didn't mean that. I baked this biscuit just to give it to you. Please give me your opinions. 800 words will do. "

At this point, the customers stopped talking about the biscuits.

They could not come up with any suggestions that were only eight hundred words.

Yang Soong had been in business for so long. What opinions did the customers have?

It was nothing more than Yang Soong asking them for advice.

"What are the shortcomings of my cooking? Or are there any shortcomings?" Grandmaster Yang Soong asked.

The customers said, "We don't think there are any shortcomings. It's already very delicious. "

Yang Soong said, "No, I feel like you guys are lying to me. How can it be very delicious? This dish doesn't deserve it. There must be a problem with it. "

"Brother Song, what do you think is wrong?"

" I'm not sure yet. I'm waiting for the feedback from the customers. "

His customers were having a hard time.

Although the biscuits were tempting, the customers were even more helpless when it came to the 800 words essay.

Many years had passed since the college entrance exam. They had not written essays for many years.

"Actually, I don't really want to eat biscuits. I want to eat Roast Chicken Wings more today. "

"Yes, actually, I'm also here today to eat beef noodles. "

"That's right. I'm here to eat jade dragon tendon and hibiscus braised fish. "

They weren't interested in biscuits that needed to write essays.0

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