1216: C1216 For Your Sake

C1216 For Your Sake

"I'm doing this for your own good!"

"Think about it carefully. If I don't set a limit, how much do you guys have to spend every month in the Hundred Phoenix Pavilion? My wallet slimmed down too quickly. I'm afraid that both of you might not be able to wait until the end of the month. "

"It's not like you guys can rush into the restaurant in the first batch every time. If there are no restrictions, the customers who enter the restaurant in front of you will have more special characteristics. They will eat until they are full, eat until they are full, eat until they vomit. However, the customers behind will not be able to eat no matter how long they line up. How is this not conducive to the great harmony of socialism? "

Yang Soong asked three questions in a row, causing Situ Ran and Situ Qing to give up resisting.

"I never thought that Brother Song was doing this for our own good. I'm so touched. We actually misunderstood you. I'm sorry, Brother Song!"

"It's all our fault. Brother Song, forgive us!"

Yang Soong hugged them like a savior. "It's nothing. It's just a small matter. All of you are just children. I'll forgive all of you. I'll give all of you a chance to grow up. "

This scene was truly touching.

However, someone passed by and saw it: "D * mn, I have goosebumps all over my body. This young father is really awesome! The three of them have such a good relationship! "

Yang Soong: Young father?

Si Tuqing and Situ Ran: A family of three?

What the hell?

The three of them quickly separated and each took three steps back.

After changing the style inexplicably, Yang Soong, Situ Qing, and Situ Ran awkwardly and politely separated.

On the way back, Yang Soong was still thinking, As expected of a customer of my Hundred Phoenix Pavilion. They are so easy to fool. They are two good children!

Disciple Si Qing and Situ Ran's intelligence were at the max. In terms of EQ, they seemed to be really close to each other.

"Brother, do you believe what Brother Song said?"

"What do you believe in? We are not children. If Brother Song is willing to fabricate a story for us, let's not spoil his mood. Otherwise, if he's unhappy, we'll be the ones to suffer. "

Hehe, who exactly has a lower EQ?

" Brother Song is so naive. He thought that we would believe him just because he fabricated a story smoothly? Does he think that we are stupid?"

"Let's think of something to be happy about. We met Brother Song in Shen Yang. How many years can we brag about it? How much more delicious food did we enjoy than the people in the group?"

"Yeah, right. Brother Song said he would cook a barbeque some other day, right?"

……

The biggest feeling Yang Soong had during his trip to Shen Yang was. . . BBQ.

As the future king of Master Chef who relied on BBQ to make his debut, Yang Soong decided to continue with BBQ until the end. He would play new tricks on BBQ and let the world witness who was the true God of BBQ.

The Master of Grilling could no longer satisfy Yang Soong.

The chef who did not want to be the king of Master Chef was not a good chef!

Yang Soong and Gao Tie Zhu discussed and started to prepare.

The business of Iron Pillar's delicacies had stopped for the past two days. They cooperated with Yang Soong with all their might.

On the first night, Yang Soong was roasting mutton skewers at the entrance of the restaurant.

There was no need to advertise. The fragrance of the mutton skewers that Yang Soong roasted was the best advertisement.

"Sisters, do you smell it?"

"The mutton skewers are starting to walk. "

"Take two bottles of wine, we'll eat this mutton skewer tonight"

"Damn, this mutton skewer is enough!"

"Don't dawdle. This smell is cooked by Chef Yang. We have to hurry, otherwise it might disappear in a while. "

"Let's be more open-minded. We are indeed late. There are a lot of people in front, but Chef Yang might not be able to sell the mutton skewers he grilled tonight. Think about the days in the past. "

"Shut up. Say some auspicious words for me. Don't be unlucky!"

Yang Soong was rummaging through the roasted mutton skewers at the door. Each skewer was as long as half of an adult's arm, and the mutton skewers on top were also densely packed.

This taste, even before he ate it, made people salivate, wanting to drool from all seven orifices.

Yang Song released the barbeque. A group of foodies squatted at the door, drooling like pugs.

"What are you guys squatting here for?"

His tone was too strange, too inexplicable.

"Chef Yang, how much is your barbecue?"

At this moment, the meat skewers were already roasted to the point of flowing golden oil. The rich flavor of the mutton was undoubtedly exposed at this moment.

In short, Yang Soong's kebabs made people want to pay for them to eat as soon as they saw them!

Just like now, everyone did not take out their phones to take out a treasure, a letter, or anything else. They just scanned it and then clicked it. They were ready to pay at any time.

There were even many people who directly took out cash as thick as bricks.

"I didn't bring any money, but this gold chain of mine is worth more than 20,000!"

"Look at that thin gold chain of yours, it's worth less than 20,000 yuan. My big watch, Seventy-eight grams of pure gold. And my watch's craftsmanship is superb, it's definitely worth 50,000-60,000! "

"What's the difference between going out without any money and wearing a ferret when it snows?"

"I have money, gold chains, and watches!"

Thousands of words were exchanged into one. One sentence: "How much for this barbecue?"

The group of people shouted until their faces were red and their throats were hoarse.

Yang Soong seemed to be stunned for a while before he understood. "Oh, this barbecue is not for sale. "

It was so calm, calm, and cruel.

"Chef Yang, what did you say?"

"I'm too old to understand!"

"Recently, I've been hearing back. Say it again. "

……

"This mutton skewer is not for sale. " Yang Soong was a good person, let alone saying it again. How many times did he say it again?2

If he didn't want to sell it, then he wouldn't sell it.

"Then you set up a stall at the entrance?"

"I'm not setting up a stall here, I just want to eat mutton skewers, roast a few skewers"

"How many skewers are these called?"

Roughly counting, there were at least forty to fifty skewers.

"Big brother Tie Zhu and sister-in-law, please try some to give some advice. I feel that this kebabs is a bit too boring. " Yang Soong was very regretful.

Si Ma Ran and Sima Qing also came.

The two of them wanted to eat Yang Soong's barbeque so badly that they almost wanted to cry.

"Brother, what do you think Brother Song is playing?"

"Playing with our mental limits, I feel that I will definitely wake up from my craving tonight. Today, we won't be able to eat mutton skewers, and I am also destined to not be able to sleep. "

"Why? With so many mutton skewers, Brother Song definitely won't be able to finish them all. He has no reason not to sell them. I think Brother Song quite likes small money, if he doesn't sell these mutton skewers, it would be a bit of a loss. "

"You don't understand. As long as Brother Song has this expression, not to mention mutton skewers, he won't sell any meat skewers. " Sikong gritted his teeth in anger: "He feels that his barbecue won't work!"

This was Yang Soong.

No matter how much the customers praised his delicious food, as long as Yang Soong felt that it was not good enough, he would not sell it to you.

Or perhaps one day, Yang Soong suddenly felt that a certain dish that was already on the menu could actually be even more delicious.

That dish would be taken off the shelf without any hesitation.

"This kind of thing has never happened twice in the Hundred Phoenix Pavilion. It's just that I really didn't expect Brother Song to extend his devil claws towards the barbecue. That's the barbeque, his pride all along. It's also the starting point of his success. Someone actually attacked his starting point. "

The thing that Sikong was the most proud of was his intelligence. If anyone questioned his countless brilliant achievements, he would beat them up until their teeth were all over the ground.

However, Yang Soong had attacked him himself.

This man was too ruthless!

"Brother, what are you thinking about?"

"Two things. First, the small jet I used to take part in the National Science and Technology Competition was actually a pile of dog shit. I should redo my research in this area. Second, take a few more glances, let's go. "

" Why can't I understand what you're saying? But I know that you didn't win the gold medal with that small plane back then? What you got is dog shit, what's someone else's?"

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