1180: C1180 Food Is Absolutely Not to Fill the Stomach...

C1180 Food Is Absolutely Not to Fill the Stomach...

Yang Soong and the noble man, one big and one small, really had the ability to argue.

One sentence, one sentence, no one was going to give in to anyone.

The two of them bickered as they walked.

The scene was unusually harmonious.

The passers-by couldn't help but be surprised.

"These two brothers have such a good relationship!"

Yang Soong was pleased with himself. I am still young, handsome, and handsome!

The noble little classmate immediately shouted, "Dad, you're already so old. Don't always pretend to be young and lie to innocent and cute little sisters to play with kisses. Mom is still waiting for us at home. "

The passerby looked at Yang Soong awkwardly. "Big brother, I can't tell that you are not young. You are quite a vulgar person!"

After saying that, he shook his head and left with a sigh.

Yang Soong was left standing where he was, so angry that he wanted to beat him up.

"There's a camera there. " The noble little classmate said calmly.

"Kid, there's always a place without cameras. Just you wait. "

"Hehe, adult!"

"You don't have to eat the steamed pork later. "

"Are you threatening me?" Noble was a little nervous.

For a noble person who was going to become a great chef in the future, it was a disaster to miss out on delicious food.

Yang Soong raised his eyebrows. "Let me teach you a lesson. This is called the happiness of rich people. "

"You actually taught children how to value money!"

"What's the problem with placing importance on money?"

"Can money really buy happiness?"

Yang Soong knew that this kid had been taught incorrectly.

"Happy barbeque?"

"Nonsense. "

"[Do you want money for barbeque?]"

Noble was somewhat stunned.

This was not in line with the education he had received all this time.

A pure and innocent child.

Yang Soong asked again, "Do you need money to buy clothes?"

Another heavy blow.

"Buy toys, books, drinks, cars and so on. There are so many of them. What can we do without money?"

Noble has never earned money. To him, money was like telling his parents when he needed it, and money would be in his hands.

"Your parents' money came from the wind?"

"Are they tired of working and earning money every day?"

"The cleaner sweeping the street, the owner of the stall who came out early in the morning, the delivery man, the courier. . . There's also the driver. Most of them spend 365 days a year. No matter if it's winter or summer, they don't rest for the whole year. Do you think they want to rest? Do you want to go out and play? "

Many people had a hard time. This was a daily occurrence, and it was easy to see everything.

Then, they were naturally ignored.

Yang Soong said, "Why did they have to work so hard?"

"Earning money to support their family. " It was not that nobility did not know anything.

"By the way, other than providing for the family, there are also people who do it for their dreams. Just like you, being a chef is very hard. In the summer, you still have to walk around the stove and still enjoy it without getting tired. This is called the meaning of living. "

Yang Soong rubbed his noble head.

"Kid, don't think that greed is vulgar. Think that talking about money is vulgar. No, there's nothing wrong with money. As long as you rely on your own ability to get it legally. That's your ability. How much money you earn is sometimes a reflection of your ability. "

Noble nodded as if he understood.

"Good boy. " Yang Soong rubbed his head again and even had the illusion that he was raising his son.

Having a son seemed not bad either.

Heh, a child is quite easy to trick, so obedient.

"Should I have a son or a daughter?"

He thought quite far ahead.

Under the ginkgo tree in the alley, Yang Soong and the noble were fighting against each other.

The child frowned and pondered, while the adult laughed foolishly. Only children make their choice. Adults want everything, and sons and daughters can have everything.

Yang Soong thought it through and happily sent a message to Meng Shihan. "Xiao Han, how about we have two children? One son and one daughter. "

Meng Shihan, who was far away in Luocheng, was speechless. "

Her fiancé, who had disappeared for so long without any news, suddenly contacted her to ask for children. He even asked for two in one go.

What kind of operation?

What the hell?

Was it the real person?

Meng Shihan understood Yang Soong quite well. He was an intermittent neurotic patient, and he always had to suffer from an illness every once in a while.

"???" Meng Shihan could not calm herself down. She could not keep up with Yang Soong's train of thought.

This man clearly had such good culinary skills, yet he insisted on going to university. It was not easy for him to graduate from work and study that he was determined to be a chef.

With a proper restaurant, from time to time, he would push a snack cart around the streets and alleys.

When one had a good temper, it was really good. When one had a bad temper, it was useless no matter who came.

When you are stingy, you are really stingy. When you are generous, you really show off your magnanimity.

Meng Shihan could only use a unique way to describe Yang Soong.

The only one in the world.

"Dear, we should have a son first. Let me practice. I'm not very experienced when it comes to being a father for the first time. After that, we'll have a daughter. She'll definitely be very beautiful. She is the legendary proud young lady who can topple cities and topple kingdoms. She will definitely be very confident and arrogant in introducing my father to others. She will introduce him to them and know who my father is. My father is Yang Soong. The King of Master Chef. I am the daughter of the King of Master Chef. No one would dare to bully her. Wherever she went. . . Everybody respect it! "

The more Yang Soong thought about it, the more he thought about it.

He wished he could have a princess daughter who could run and talk right away.

Meng Shihan's face was full of black lines.

Looking at this ridiculous idea, the other party must be Yang Soong himself.

"Or should we ask for a pair of dragon and phoenix fetus? Two at a time. In case you want another pair. "

"It's not impossible for triplets. "

"Do I want a daughter and two sons, or two daughters and one son?"

What a headache!

"Or quadruplets and two daughters. This seems to be more equal. "

Meng Shihan even had black lines on her soul.

"If the daughter is an arrogant princess, then what about the son?"

"If you want to be a chef, you can be anything else. For example, Soldier King, Medical Sage, Master of the Immortal World, God of Shares, Frankenstein, and so on. " Yang Soong said again," Don't worry. I am an open-minded father. I will not hinder my son's future development. "

Meng Shihan asked, "Can't my son be an ordinary person?"

"Don't joke with me. How can my son be ordinary?" Yang Soong did not plan to do so. "I want to be the man who will become the king of Master Chef. He had offended a lot of people on this path. I will offend more people in the future. There will be enemies everywhere. My son's growth experience will never be dull and dull, and the heavens will give him great responsibilities. My son is definitely not an ordinary person. "

Was this a consolation?

" What about my daughter? Aren't you worried that those people will threaten your daughter?"

"Who dares to threaten my daughter?"

Double-standard dog.

"You want your daughter to be an embroidered pillow or a straw bag?"

"That's not what I meant. "

"I don't agree!" Meng Shihan said, "I want my daughter to enter the kitchen and come out of the hall to be a real girl. "

"Not the same thing?"

"Of course not. You want your daughter to be a trash. I want her to be truly talented and learn. This is the true meaning of pride. "

"I earned so much money. As long as my daughter is smart and knows how to spend money, that's enough. "

"No way. "

They had never thought that the two of them, who were thousands of miles apart, would still be missing their son and daughter.0

Furthermore, as the children of the future King of Master Chef, how could they be ordinary?

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