1217: C1217 I Want Mutton Skewers

C1217 I Want Mutton Skewers

"It's something worse than shit. " Apprentice Si said.

"You're my brother, Si Tu said. You are right. But why should we leave? Even if Brother Song doesn't sell it, can't you give it to us for a taste? Isn't there quite a lot of mutton skewers?" As Situ Qing spoke, he even swallowed his saliva.

"If Brother Song wants to give it to someone to taste, it definitely won't be just a few dozen skewers. He will make a few hundred small skewers. It definitely won't be that big. There are so many of us. Could it be that every ten of us will have to share a skewer? You want to watch a hundred people fight? We also need to call the police. "

Sikong thought about the consequences. When the police came and asked about the reason, it turned out that it was the barbecue that caused the trouble.

They were a group of adults. They were fighting for the sake of someone who ate an extra piece of meat.

When they returned, what face would they have to face their classmates and teachers?

Furthermore, there were people present who had already become parents. Some of them even had grandchildren.

After the lottery was over, the younger generation of the family asked:

"Dad / Mom, why did you fight?"

"Grandpa, grandma, did you win?"

"Did you get anything to eat?"

Where's your face? Where's his face? Where did his face go?

This matter would probably be mocked by at least two generations of the family on the surface or in secret for at least three years.

In the future, how would he teach his family how to be small: "Don't eat!"

He could not teach them.

Of course, dignity did not exist.

"Besides, because of the barbecue and the fight, Brother Song will definitely blacklist us. At least for three years, we won't be able to get along with Brother Song's craftsmanship. " Sikong calmly analyzed.

"Brother, I remember Brother Song is very good at fighting. " Situ Qing pointed forward.

Yang Soong gave the mutton skewers to the entire family of Gao Tie Zhu. Not to mention the adults, just that slightly over a meter tall noble man was struggling to hold the skewers as he ate big mouthfuls of meat. From time to time, he would squint his eyes and whisper to himself with an intoxicated expression on his face.

"Kid, you finished eating?"

"Uncle, can I help you eat some?"

"How many skewers does Auntie want to buy with you?"

Noble hugged the skewers and vigilantly retreated. He ate happily with his back facing the crowd.

When the customers saw that they couldn't eat the kebabs, they were so angry that they wanted to beat this guy up.

For the sake of this kid's health, let's help him eat a few kebabs.

A kid should still eat more carrots and vegetables.

'I think he's full. '

"You can buy it with money. "

The group of adults were about to reach out their hands.

Crack!

Yang Soong was crushing the sheep's bones with his bare hands. His posture was casual, and he was so calm that he yawned.

Crack, crack, crack. . .

The bones of the sheep were very hard, but Yang Soong crushed all the bones of the sheep in an orderly manner, and threw them into the water tank beside him like a pile of sand.

After a while, a small pink hill was piled up in the water tank.

Those guys who wanted to extend "Evil Hand" to the mutton skewers became obedient.

Yang Soong called this method pinching sheep bones to shake the foodie.

It was the same as striking a mountain to shake a tiger.

"Everyone, just watch them eat. You should know that my mutton skewers actually still have some failure. "

As mentioned before, this mutton skewer is a very large skewer. The high-speed rail couple began to stroke the web from the tail, eating from one end to the other.

The eating method was very straightforward, and they wished they could eat the skewers as well.

This was called failure?

Yang Soong: "Yes, very failure. So today, there was no way to sell the mutton skewers. Everyone, please return. Wait for me to research it in the next two days, if it succeeds then come and taste it. "

No matter how reluctant they were to leave, they weighed their own bones. It seemed like they didn't need to use the hard bones of the sheep.

What else could they do? He could just go home honestly.

Yang Soong still insisted on saying happily: "Everyone, come back another day!"

The customers all left with a mouthful of blood.

The word 'endure' was a knife in their hearts. They couldn't bear to see them go back and beat up the chef if they didn't know what was good for them.

The men and women of Shen Yang had lived happily for so many years, but they had never met a chef like Yang Soong who had such a clear heart and intestines.

"Brother, I was really worried just now. Someone beat up Brother Song, but I'm not very worried. "

"Don't worry, Brother Song's combat power is very strong. In the past, he could fight ten, but now he can probably fight ten. "

"No, I also want to fight Brother Song. It's too infuriating. Today's mutton skewers are so fragrant, yet he still says it's not enough. "

In order to give mutton skewers a good reputation, he actually wanted to beat up the chef.

Probably only Yang Soong could force customers to this extent.

For the sake of his food, Yang Soong beat him up.

Hahaha. This batch of customers is too daring!

After Yang Soong went back to the restaurant, he took a deep breath and said in front of Wu Chuang, "It's too scary. I almost got beaten up today. "

Wu Chuang, who was still standing upside down, was copying the heart sutra, Wu Chuang.

Why are my eyes filled with tears?

"Because you like to float, like to roam the world of games, and are moved by the Heart Sutra?"

Yang Soong sat on the armchair, drinking tea, and snapped his fingers to check his homework.

Wu Chuang also had time, so he could rest for a while.2

"Watchful Bodhisattva, you have been walking for a long time as deep as the waves of honey. You have seen that all of your pentagrams are empty, and you have been enduring all kinds of hardships. . . "

Yang Soong checked and found that Wu Chuang had actually memorized it.

"Not bad, you can even recite the Heart Sutra now?" Yang Soong was very satisfied.

The homework he arranged for Wu Chuang, this guy was cursing at the beginning, crying bitterly, and even swearing to kill Yang Soong.

Even if Wu Chuang didn't want to live anymore, he had to drag Yang Soong along with him.

After starving for two meals, he became obedient.

"I really didn't expect you to be able to memorize the heart sutra. It's not bad at all. If you really have the ability, I can only recite it. But some people can't even read it. They don't know how to read, and they don't like to use their phones to check. They really don't want to improve. "

"Unlike you, look at yourself now. You are already a good youth who can recite the heart sutra. "

Yang Soong put him down again, causing his feet to land on the ground.

After about four days, Wu Chuang stepped on the grass again.

He really liked the feeling of stepping on solid ground. His whole body was lying on the grass, and he wished he could bury his whole body in it.

If he didn't hang himself up, he wouldn't know how happy humans could be when they came into contact with the ground.

Usually, he walked normally, sat on the steps, and even fell flat on the ground. Even if his face was on the ground, it made Wu Chuang reminisce endlessly.

"Thank the heavens and thank the earth. . . "

Yang Soong was also very emotional. "As expected, young man, you need to sharpen yourself. After my training, you already know how to be grateful to the heaven and earth. You are not far from the realm of heaven and earth. "

Wu Chuang was still complaining in his heart. It was just that he had been taught a lesson by Yang Soong too many times, so he had learned to be honest a long time ago.

"Did you wake up?"

"I woke up. "

Every time Yang Soong asked this question, Wu Chuang would use all his strength to answer.

He felt that his sincerity was not good. What he said was absolutely the truth. However, he did not know how long it would take for the truth to be effective.

"It seems like you still haven't realized it yet. "

"I'm awake!" Wu Chuang tightly grabbed onto the grass. He really didn't want to be hung anymore.

"You're not awake. "

"I'm awake. "

"[You're really not awake!]"

"I'm really awake!"

……

Wu Chuang was anxious and angry. "You said I didn't wake up. Why?"

"Based on feeling, the feeling you gave me. No, really waking up isn't like you. " Yang Soong shook his head. "You shouldn't have lied to me. "

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