1201: C1201 The Customers Were too Miserable

C1201 The Customers Were too Miserable

Because Yang Soong was there, the customers thought the boss would allow them to order another serving of delicious food. The price was very close to the people. When they saw some food that was as good as the ones on the menu, the boss would say, "There's not enough food in the shop. I'll get the market to send it over and we'll be able to eat it immediately. "

No decent chef would cook delicious food at the entrance of the restaurant. The customers were attracted by it and their greed was aroused. He suddenly told everyone, "I don't sell this pickled melon. "

So cheap!

Yang Soong had not left yet. He had to wait for Noble to finish his homework and go out to play with them.

It was Noble who led the way. Yang Soong paid the money and the two of them ate and drank together.

The diners were beside the crazy Yang Soong Diss.

Who was Yang Soong?

You said it, but I didn't move.

Are you kidding me? If he gave up his principles because of a few words from a customer, or Yang Soong?

Thinking back, how many people in the Hundred Phoenix Pavilion tried to eat in the past? They were full of praise for those dishes.

In the end, those dishes were on the menu?

Not at all.

How many times had it been since the customers could not eat it again because they had only eaten it once? They were extremely resentful towards Yang Soong. It was useless to beg for it at all levels.

Yang Soong insisted that if the dishes were not qualified, they could not be sold.

Yang Soong could easily handle ten million people from the Hundred Phoenix Pavilion, not to mention that there were only a few dozen of them. There were less than a hundred of them, so it wasn't a problem at all.

"Dad, mom, I've finished my homework. I'm going out to play with Uncle Yang!"

This little devil was always a little devil. Whenever he had nothing to do, he would always take advantage of Yang Soong.

"Come back. " The high-speed rail post was busy dragging his son back and exhorting him. "That's your Uncle Yang. You have to be polite to your elders and know how to respect others. Uncle Yang is your father's benefactor, do you understand?"

"I understand. I'm just not used to it. Uncle is actually a really awesome chef. " It was no wonder that the noble had such an idea.

Yang Soong ate and drank with him every day. The two of them could still sit together and discuss the principles of life. The main material was from anime and anime.

Other than age, Yang Soong was a completely noble friend. He could even be considered a bosom friend.

A noble person would always forget Yang Soong's age by accident and think that they were good friends.

They were all good brothers in the third grade. They were passionate and could only boast and comfort each other with delicious food.

Suddenly, one day, this friend who was as carefree as you was very powerful. He could even give pointers to your father.

Noble is naturally not used to it.

His father gave his son a loud bang in the head: "According to the ancient tradition, your father will call your Uncle Yang Master. Then you are my grand-disciple. "

Fine, the seniority was even more ridiculous.

"I understand. Respect, courtesy, I will remember it! Dad, don't worry. I won't give you another chance to find me a grandfather. " Noble ran away like a rat.

Yang Soong was waiting at the door. Noble almost bumped into him. He was grabbed by his collar and said, "Why are you running? Your father has already put away the rolling pin. "

Yang Soong waved at the high-speed rail and left with Noble.

Along the way, the nobility would look up and size up Yang Soong from time to time, as if he did not know him.

"If you have something to say, say it. If you keep looking, I will not give you the seat. "

The two of them were now on the bus, and Yang Soong was standing there elegantly.

"Uncle, are you really a chef?"

"Yes. " Yang Soong was very bored. The bus was swaying, making him want to take a nap.

"But didn't you say you don't know how to use a tin paper chicken rack?"

"I didn't know before. " Yang Soong was still very bored. "I only learned it after I ate at your house. "

"Did you learn it from my dad?"

"Yes and no. Later on, I ate tin paper racks in other restaurants, but none of them were as delicious as your dad's. However, it was quite interesting to choose spices. After eating a few restaurants and changing the spices and the heat, there was a successful tin paper chicken rack. Your parents are not bad, and you are not bad either. "

That was why Yang Soong gave the new recipe of the tin paper chicken rack to Gao Tie Zhu.

The improved tin paper rack was even more popular.

Yang Soong added sea king pepper to the original foundation. It was a type of ingredient from Sichuan. It was fragrant and spicy. After it was combined with the locust nectar, it could produce a very subtle chemical reaction.

At any time, spiciness was an addictive taste. When honey was roasted on the meat, was there even a need to say the taste?

The northeastern people were especially fond of the sweetness.

Yang Soong's reform of the tin paper chicken rack was completely in line with the taste of the locals.

It was impossible to not succeed.

"Actually, not only can you roast chicken in your shop, you can also roast pigeon and quail. Roasting all the ducks is also quite good. "

Yang Soong was happy.

He had been very happy recently. He had lit up more than half of the stars in the aspect of barbeque. He only had one last step to reach the top.

In the northeast, anything could be barbecued.

Because of this, he also grasped more types of barbeque.

When he reached the top, Yang Soong could truly be considered to be able to barbeque everything.

In other words, as long as Yang Soong had eaten the barbeque before, there was nothing that he did not know how to cook.

After reaching the top of the mountain, no matter what kind of food Yang Soong encountered in the future, he could make it into a barbecue regardless of whether he had eaten it or not, and it would be the most delicious barbecue.

At that time, Yang Soong would be the true God of BBQ in the sky and earth. No one would be a match for him.

At that time, the BBQ of the Hundred Phoenix Pavilion would be unparalleled under the heavens.

This was also one of Yang Soong's dreams.

When he pushed a snack cart to sell Braised Glutens, he imagined himself being able to dominate the world with BBQ in the future.

When he returned, he would definitely be able to realize this dream.

At that time, the Hundred Phoenix Pavilion would be the true boss of BBQ.

Yang Soong had such confidence.2

When he walked further away, he would have more knowledge and experience, and the surprises he could bring to the customers would be even greater.

Today, Yang Soong and Noble went to eat dumplings together and stir-fried dumplings.

People in Huaxia had never been unfamiliar with food like dumplings.

The difference between stir-fried dumplings and ordinary dumplings was that they needed to stir-fry the stuffing first before picking it up and steaming it. It was softer and more fragrant when eaten and was more suitable for older people. It was a very gentle food.

There was also another type of dumplings in the northeast that was very famous. There was no lack of dead pickled vegetable dumplings.

Yang Soong was not used to stir-fried dumplings, but he was very fond of sour vegetables and dumplings.

The pickled, sour, and spicy pickled vegetables and pork were chopped into pieces and wrapped together. He boiled them with water and bit open one. Inside was the scalding, rich, and fragrant meat juices. It was satisfying to eat.

Whether the boiled dumplings were delicious or not depended on whether there was soup inside. This was also the reason why it was called the Soup Dumpling.

Yang Soong explained to the noble while eating.

"I see. I get it. "

The noble only knew that dumplings were delicious and did not know why they were delicious. Yang Soong explained it to him and shouted, "In the future, when I'm a chef, the soup in the dumplings must be able to burst out!"

"It must be three meters out!"

Yang Soong and the others were chatting happily. The people who were watching by the side laughed when they heard it. "These two big brothers are really good at bragging. "

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