1105: C1105 Isn't It Good to Live

C1105 Isn't It Good to Live

Undeserved calamity!

When the Chen Clan made a move, the people of Luocheng knew of Wang Tiejun's scheme.

"This son of a b * tch is truly a bastard!"

"He's so wicked for personal gain. "

"Ling Chi is pretty good. "

. . . "Get the Crown of Darkness out of Luocheng. "

"Brother Xiao Ming is so miserable. "

"God bless our Brother Song. "

……

Many people sent gifts to the Hundred Phoenix Pavilion to express their condolences.

"Another basket of eggs. "

"Why did you send eggs to them? The ones with this color seem to be firewood eggs. These are good eggs!"

"There's also someone who wants to give bird's nest eggs. Domineering!"

"Why is there someone who gives baseball bats? There's a word that says that it wants me to protect myself. "

"Hahaha, there's also an old turtle. It says, May all of us live a long life. "

"A whole truck of fire extinguishers. The instruction manual is still in five languages. "

"Someone recommended himself to be a bodyguard, just take care of the food. "

"Taekwondo, boxers, Thai boxing, and the descendant of the Tai Chi Zhang Sanfeng all want to be a bodyguard of our Hundred Phoenix Pavilion. They just need to take care of the food. "

As expected, food is the sky for the people.

The workers are so humble.

"Brother Song, and the young ladies from the Youth Dance Group asked if they need to give us a surprise dance. They're free. "

"I know about the Youth Dance Group. Many people can't invite them, but the dance troupe is full of beautiful, fair skin and long legs!"

"There are also photos. They are all very beautiful, and their legs are really long!"

"Brother Song, come and take a look!"

He still dared to call Yang Soong.

Chen Ming and Meng Shijia smiled without knowing anything. Meng Shihan and Shen Huaizhao picked out weapons from the pile of gifts.

Rolling pin, baseball bat, nunchucks, Emei thorns, iron lotus. . .

Everything.

It was too easy to kill a pervert.

The two sides started fighting.

On one side was his brother and brother-in-law, and on the other side was his future wife and little sister. Yang Soong's side was not suitable.

He ran away.

Sure enough, the sound of wailing ghosts and howling ghosts came from behind.

"Ah - -"

"Ouch! It hurts! I was wrong, really wrong. I won't dare to do it again! "

……

"Hundred Flavorings. Come, let's continue making buns. " Yang Soong indicated that he couldn't hear anything.

"Okay, Brother Song!" Gu Baiwen's joy was to cook with Yang Soong and accompany Yang Soong to taste the dishes.

Only Gu Baiwen dared to say it directly to Yang Soong.

"Brother Song, this dish that you are cooking has no problem at all. There are no problems at all. Don't ask for any more opinions. It's useless. "

Yang Soong said, "But I think. . . "

"Don't think so. The person in charge told you that as long as humans eat this dish, there is nothing wrong with it. It is delicious, but it is not picky. "

Yang Soong said, "Alright then. "

Meng Shihan and the others were all grateful to Gu Baixiang for appearing.

Finally, they did not need to be controlled by the eight hundred words essay.

Yang Soong and Gu Baixiang confirmed the ratio of nineteen types of stuffed buns and then went to look for a processing factory.

Yang Soong's requirements for a food processing factory were very high. He looked at it for four days, but still couldn't find a suitable one.

Until Gu Baiwei's first customer came to him.

"Head Chef Gu, I've finally found you!" Zhang Xiaoyang was in charge of the food processing factory. It was said that half of the frozen dumplings and frozen glutinous riceballs in the country were produced by his processing factory.

Zhang Xiaoyang himself also liked delicious food.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have found Gu Baifeng so quickly.

"I miss the Jing sauce shredded pork, Kung Pao Chicken, Sweet and sour pork ribs, Fish Scent Eggplant, Oil Burst with double crispness, Lotus Leaf Steamed Chicken, Crystal Pig Knuckle, Triple Cuisine, Red Braised Fish, Red Braised Hock Hock Hock. . . "

Gu Baixiang pulled Zhang Xiaoyang back in time. "Don't say anymore. This is in front of Brother Song. It's too embarrassing for you to mention my ordinary dishes. "

"What are you talking about? Head Chef Gu? I took a special flight for more than 20 hours and came back to eat the dishes you made. I dreamed that it was you who made the dishes on the plane. I was so hungry that I choked on my saliva and woke up. " Zhang Xiaoyang couldn't accept it.

He had missed the delicious food for so long, but it was actually said to be average?

"Even if you are the head chef, you can't accuse those delicious dishes unjustly. "

Gu Baiwei and Yang Soong:. . .

The foodie is too strong.

"I've heard of you, Yang Soong. You're a very young chef from Huaxia. You're very famous! What method did you use to trick the head chef?" Zhang Xiaoyang looked at Yang Soong as if he was a human trafficker.

"Mr. Zhang, don't talk to Brother Song like that. It's too rude. "

Some people questioned Yang Soong, but Gu Baiwen was the first to be unhappy.

Zhang Xiaoyang pulled Gu Baiwen back to his side and still stared at Yang Soong. "Head Chef Gu, although his culinary skills are very good, his brain is indeed not very good. He doesn't really understand the ways of the world. I won't let you lie to Head Chef Gu again. "

Gu Baiwen, whose brain was not very good: So that's how you've always thought of me. I'm not grateful at all.

Yang Soong said, Actually, I can tell that Head Chef Gu is a little naive.

"Xiao Yang, you misunderstood. Brother Song, he. . . "

"He's already called Brother Song?" Zhang Xiaoyang was so shocked that his mouth started to drift. " Head Chef Gu, this kid is so young. Even if he knows how to cook two decent dishes, you can't call him Brother Song! "

He was simply messing around.

Zhang Xiaoyang increasingly felt that Yang Soong was a liar.

He had to protect Gu Baiwen.

"Mister, please calm down. I am not a liar. " Yang Soong explained, "Baiwen is a little naive, but that doesn't mean I am a liar. "

Gu Baiwei: Hehe, Brother Song, I didn't expect you to think of me that way too.

Yang Soong received the aggrieved signal from Gu Baiwen.

"Besides, we are all chefs. You have to believe in Head Chef Gu. No one can deceive him in his field of expertise. "

Could he cook? How was his cooking?

Wouldn't he know what he should know if he cooked a few dishes?

It was that simple.

"That's hard to say!" Zhang Xiaoyang pulled Gu Baiwen out of the Hundred Phoenix Pavilion and took a turn at a corner not far away.

Twenty minutes later, they came back.

Yang Soong was guarding the steamer. Gu Baiwen broke free from Zhang Xiaoyang and ran over. "Brother Song, why did you steam the buns yourself? Wait for me to come back and help?"

This was the twentieth type of bun.

Fish and Fish Fans.

They had originally planned to make chicken meat fans, but they realized that chicken buns weren't suitable for frozen meat.

Fans could try matching them with fish meat.

"Brother Song, can we succeed this time?" Gu Baiwei was a little nervous.

They had tried many times to adjust the stuffing of each type of bun.

The first few were relatively simple, but the further they went, the more difficult it became.

"Fish and Fish Fans, I've never done this before. " This was what Gu Baiwei was most worried about.

China had a history of eating for five thousand years.

In these five thousand years, countless chefs went forward one after another, splitting up the ingredients that ran on the ground, flew in the sky, and swam in the water.

It could be said that the recipes that could be combined together and become common food had to go through countless attempts before they could be preserved.

Fish and fans made frozen buns. As long as one was knowledgeable, they would know that it was a disaster.2

Just by looking at Boss Zhang's expression, he understood everything.

"Chef Yang, do you really know how to cook? Fans and fish meat can't be made into buns. They will definitely taste fishy and disgusting. "

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