1153: C1153 Yang Song Is on the Side

C1153 Yang Song Is on the Side

A lot of people eat vegetables and only know how good it tastes, but don't know where it's good, and that needs someone who knows how to explain it.

Once they knew about this dish, they would understand. The good thing was that when they ate it again or savored the aftertaste, the customers realized that the taste of the dishes they had eaten before was even more wonderful.

Yang Soong could explain to the customers the puzzlement that they understood and let them know the dishes that they did not expect.

"Listen to Brother Song's explanation. You are always enlightened. "

"Yes!"

"Brother Song, can I get another plate of this white and hot mustard? "

Yang Soong chuckled. "No. "

This group of people only thought of getting another one every day. Couldn't they have some other pursuits?

As the future king of Master Chef, Yang Soong indicated that he couldn't care about the customers, especially those who didn't spend money.

The dishes were almost served. In the end, the pot of Heavenly Asparagus Soup would be finished.

Everyone was reluctant to leave.

"Why did it end just like that? I felt like I just sat down. "

"Brother Song, did you really order 30 dishes?"

"Why don't we eat it again?"

"I feel like I can still eat it. "

Yang Soong resisted the urge to slap the back of a certain shameless person's head with the spatula.

Again.

Did he think his stomach was a bottomless pit?

"I know you're all full, but your mouths can't stop. This is an illness that needs to be treated. "

His stomach was full, but his mouth couldn't stop.

The two older brothers who were drinking had a smooth and warm life. Today, they were exceptionally obedient and focused on eating and drinking.

Yang Soong was very satisfied.

"All of you have to learn from Brother Wen. "

Among the guests invited today, the three of them were the only ones who did not mention that they wanted to add dishes. They were worthy of praise.

"It can't be, right? Brother Wen, why are you so shy today?"

Although Wen Jiu was ranked third on their side, in terms of relationship with the Yang family's army, Wen Jiu was the big brother, and Wen smoothly and Wen Shengli were the little brothers.

"Brother Wen, are you feeling unwell?"

"Sick? This isn't like you. "

"Speak, what exactly happened? What did the doctor say? How many more days? "

"Do you have any unfulfilled wishes? Tell me, even if I can't help you achieve them, we can still listen. "

What a bunch of good people.

What was Wen Jiu thinking in his heart: It's fine if I eat by myself, but I brought two more. I won't be thrown out by the angry people, right? After all, the two brothers are so good at eating. Who doesn't know? But throwing two brothers out isn't a bad thing either. As long as you keep me here, I'll be fine, and I'll be able to eat more.

Wen smoothly remembered that she had looked down on Brother Song previously. This time, she came back to freeload, so she should be more obedient. If he were to be thrown out, it would not be worth it. If he really needed to lose one. . . I have two younger brothers, so I can casually throw them away.

Wen Shengli also had his own little scheme: According to my observation of Brother Song, he would never agree to the request of adding food. Everyone was clear about this cold fact, but they were still unwilling to give up and wanted to try. I had to bear with it so that I wouldn't be thrown out. If I were to throw out, I could totally throw other people with the other surname Wen. I have a older brother and a younger brother.

Brothers, each have their own thoughts. They all hoped that Yang Soong could throw out one or two, but they couldn't say it out loud. They could only silently criticize him. After all, they were all adults. When they spoke with fake masks, at least they looked quite harmonious on the surface.

Furthermore, Yang Soong didn't like the atmosphere that wasn't harmonious.

"Alright, after drinking the soup, everyone take a walk, rest, and eat some tea later. "

The supper had long been prepared. Yang Soong did not need to worry about it anymore. Finally, he revealed his true colors.

"During the walk, everyone can think about the opinions about the banquet. You can enthusiastically submit and actively speak. Don't be embarrassed. I am a very good person to listen to opinions, even if you throw stones at me. "

Sure enough, just like when primary school students went out to play, there would always be parents who reminded them, "It's so fun. Go back and write an essay. "

When eating Yang Soong's delicious food, everyone was filled with joy. When writing an essay and giving suggestions, everyone was in despair. Even Li Qingdi, who was good at writing, was in despair.

"Everyone can also take advantage of the opportunity to take a walk and have a good exchange of opinions. Later, we will hold a criticizing meeting. The content will be those lousy dishes today, especially that big hodgepodge. " Yang Soong no longer admitted that he had done Buddha Jumping Wall before today.

Everyone was scared out of their wits.

"What's wrong with Brother Song?"

"Didn't we agree to be anonymous?"

Why was there a critical meeting? What did the dishes today do wrong? And there was a special critique meeting?

"I suddenly feel that it's more lively like this, which is more beneficial for me to reflect on myself and further improve my culinary skills. " Yang Soong said happily.

"Everyone, rest assured. I have a strong heart. I can accept the impact of the storm and criticize my culinary skills to my heart's content. Don't worry, I can accept it with a smile. "

"As the saying goes, the wind will break the waves sometimes, and it will hang in the sky. "

Yang Soong wanted to ride the wind and break the waves, and reach a higher level.

"Everyone, you have to work hard as well. Don't let me down. "

"Brother Song, Brother Xiao Ming has something to tell you. " Chen Ming was pushed to the front by the crowd.

"Brother Xiao Ming, there are thirty dishes for today's banquet. This is simply a baptism of our souls. How can such delicious food criticize them? We must stop Brother Song. You are the representative recommended by us. Achieving the reputation of the 30 dishes, they do not need to be criticized. Not even Brother Song. Our foodies all have dignity!"

Chen Ming was encouraged. "Brother Song, I have something to tell you about today's banquet. . . "

"Don't say it yet. Listen to me. " Yang Soong said, "Actually, this is the first time I have officially invited everyone to a banquet. There are many dishes that you have never eaten before. This is the surprise that I have prepared for everyone. I also hope that everyone can give me enough feedback. Otherwise, this banquet might not need to be held in the future. "

A bolt of lightning, a bolt of lightning, a bolt of lightning?

In the future, I won't be able to eat the banquet that Brother Song specially prepared for them?

How could this be?

"What did you want to say to me just now? What happened to today's banquet?" Yang Soong took the initiative to ask.

The atmosphere at the scene instantly became subtle. Everyone was very nervous.

Chen Ming was the most nervous one. He took a deep breath. As if he had swallowed something, he immediately said, "It's nothing. He just wanted to tell Brother Song that the criticism meeting you proposed was especially good. We all like it, so we'll be fully prepared later. A large batch of special approval without any consideration for face will definitely make Brother Song feel that the banquet this time was not in vain. You will definitely get what you want, and you will fall in love with the banquet! "0

What is called creating something out of nothing? What is called having a glib tongue like a lotus? What did it mean to say that black was white?

This is it.

"Very good, I look forward to your performance. " Yang Soong left satisfied.

The rest of the people applauded Chen Ming's resourcefulness.

"Brother Xiao Ming, you are really worthy of being Uncle Chen's biological son!"

"As smart as you are, I really admire you!"

No one hoped that this would be the final banquet.

There was only one question left, and that was how the critical meeting would be held.

"Big writer, didn't you say that you were very good at writing inspections back then? Do you have any suggestions for today?"

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