1131: C1131 Looking Forward to the Banquet

C1131 Looking Forward to the Banquet

"What?" Chen Ming was stunned.

Yang Soong held the wine pot from behind and took a sip. The plum wine was filled with fruit fragrance and spread in the air. The people who were attracted could not help but gulp.

"You are afraid as well? Aren't you always full of confidence and pressing forward with indomitable will, as if you can hold the king of heaven in the pot and stew him?"

"Of course I'm afraid. How long has it been since I learned how to cook? There are so many dishes in the world, but I haven't reached the stage where I can excel in everything. "

Let's not talk about anything else. Just that old bastard Nozawa, his mouth is as big as a fish's.

Yang Soong had learned how to fish raw fish on the spot.

"A fish born on the spot won against Nozawa Izawa?" Chen Ming felt that Yang Soong was trying to trick him.

"Brother Song, you can't do this. " Chen Ming tried to persuade him. "We capitalists have a lot of bad habits. We can't change our bad habit of talking like a train. You can't learn from me, Brother Song. "

Yang Soong said, No one will believe me even if I tell you the truth now.

"I didn't learn from you. "

"I can't learn from those low-moral old foxes outside. " Chen Ming felt that Yang Soong had been taken away.

"I didn't learn from them either. " He had always been honest.

"That's what I learned from my parents. " Chen Ming was about to make a call, telling his parents not to spoil the child.

Yang Soong stopped him, "Calm down. "

Chen Ming didn't listen and took out another phone to make a call.

The capitalists were used to taking out two phones.

"Drink some wine and calm down. " Yang Soong also handed Chen Ming a bottle, but it was clearly much bigger than his bottle.

"Brother Song, it's too good to drink. The plum has been smoked and brewed. The aftertaste is long, soft, and not intoxicating. It's a little tipsy. It's very suitable for the early autumn weather. "

Chen Ming said, "I said so much because I wanted to say, Brother Song, give me some more wine. There are only a few mouthfuls, not enough to drink. "

Yang Soong held his wine jug further away from him, "Good wine needs to be tasted. It's not suitable for cow drinking. "

Chen Ming shamelessly begged for another cup, "Brother Song. Did you really learn how to fish in less than a week?"

"Of course not. " Yang Soong took a bite of the lotus seed and said, "I only used that little time to learn a dish that can beat Nozawa. "

First, he would win the competition and protect the Hundred Phoenix Pavilion.

Chen Ming was convinced. "I wonder what kind of expression Nozawa will have when he finds out the truth. "

Yang Soong thought about it and felt that it was better for him not to think about it.

Curiosity killed the cat.

It was good for the body to know less.

"Then what if someone asks you to challenge Fishson?" Chen Ming thought he had found a bug.

Yang Soong had defeated his opponent with one move.

The reason why Yang Soong was so cool was because he only knew how to use that skill.

"Do whatever you want. " Yang Soong said again, "Defeating the fish from Nozawa Izawa, actually, I learned it in a day. But I practiced the basics for three days before that. "

"Now, anyone can come and find me, the special fish. You think I didn't continue practicing after that? "

Yang Soong had already checked to make up for his deficiencies.

He was a qualified and reliable Master Chef.

"So, you are invincible now?" Chen Ming had wanted to eat the fish since Yang Soong won the battle. However, he didn't know how to open his mouth, as he was afraid of provoking him.

Everyone in Hundred Phoenix Pavilion knew that Yang Soong didn't know how to eat raw fish, but he had won against Nozawa Xiong.

The whole incident was just too fantasy. Edited by: Lifer, Fingerfox

They didn't dare to ask anything, and they didn't dare to say anything.

Now, they didn't have to worry at all.

"Brother Song, when are we going to have a fish feast?"

Chen Ming turned into a pug with round eyes. He couldn't care less about anything else. He wanted to eat the fish that he had been thinking about for a long time.

"Sure, I can eat the raw fish tonight. " Yang Soong advised himself to get used to it.

The people around him should stay, and not ask why they stayed.

Was it because of him? Or was it because he knew how to cook?

It was not important. If he knew too much, he would be sick in his heart.

"Do you want to eat tonight?" Chen Ming hesitated. "What about the new dishes tonight?"

If the raw fish wanted to eat, he could not let go of the new dishes.

This was the law of gluttony. There would definitely be a lot of food for him.

Yang Soong said, "Today, we are going to eat raw fish. "

There was no such thing as missing your meal.

Taking advantage of the fresh autumn fish meat, Yang Soong felt that it was still enough to satisfy everyone's appetite. Otherwise, he would very likely be hunted down by his own shareholders.

"What on earth did Huaizhao do? I haven't seen her for a few days. Let's call her back tonight. Let's have a lively reunion dinner together. "

They were the best partners and friends.

"Okay, I'll call her. "

A serious sentence.

"Brother Song, how many dishes are there for the fish feast tonight? How many fish will we kill? Do we have lobsters or crabs? "

Of course, Yang Soong would not tell him. "Explain to me first. Aren't we talking about a serious topic? About survival and freedom? Why did you come here to eat something tonight?"

Chen Ming always had a way to change the topic.

" Hehehehe, Brother Song, isn't food for the people? "

They were still alive and happy.

The worries of the future would be put aside for now.1

"What exactly are we eating tonight?"

"If you can put your perseverance towards food into business, I don't think there are any idiots who will affect your freedom now. " Yang Soong sighed.

Chen Ming rubbed his arms. "Brother Song, don't be like my mom. I didn't study well when I was young, and she taught me this. "

Yang Soong said, "Hehe. "

Yang Soong smiled and said, "Don't talk nonsense. Prepare to open for business at noon. "

"What do we eat tonight?"

"We'll know in the evening. "

"Brother Song, tell me first. Let me imagine. This way, I can eat longer. "

He would eat a meal in his imagination and then in reality.

He had a pretty good idea.

Yang Soong said, "Go away and play. Ask again. Today, you will go home and cook instant noodles for yourself. "

Chen Ming's resentment was like the clouds in the sky, floating around.

When Meng Wan saw him, he thought he had lost his love.

"A single dog doesn't have the right to break up. " Yang Soong added.

Chen Ming was hit again.

"What happened to you?" Meng Wan had just won a chaotic case and received a considerable commission. He was in a very good mood, and at this moment, he was very happy to care about his fellow foodies. "It's still far from the light rod festival. Do you need to be sad right now? Save it. "

They were both single, but Meng Wan and Chen Ming were completely different.

He rarely felt sad about it, except for the fact that he would be sad for thirty seconds on the day of the Valentine's Day.

Meng Wan was busy earning money or coming to the Hundred Phoenix Pavilion to eat.

He was busy.

This was the difference between working and evil capitalists.

"You don't understand. " In the end, Chen Ming still held back his desire to tell Meng Wan.

What if he accidentally leaked today's Fish Feast?

If one more person came to eat, how much meat would he eat?

"Huaizhao said that she won't be coming back tonight. She has something to do and needs to be busy. " Chen Ming almost cried tears of joy.

Another fish was missing.

Yang Soong was a little worried. "What are you busy with? I haven't been back for a few days. Will something happen?"

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