1275: C1275 He Had Nothing to Teach His Children

C1275 He Had Nothing to Teach His Children

The noble dream has yet to begin, and it will be stranded.

Yang Soong educated him. "Everything is difficult at the beginning. As long as you take this step, your future path will be much easier than you think."

"Uncle, are you walking on the road of dreams?"

"Yes, do you think my path is much simpler?" Yang Soong even gave him an example. "Think about how easy it was for me to jump over the wall?"

"That's because you've always been practicing hard, right?"

"No, how could I?" Yang Soong said, "The one who practices hard is that Ozawa. That guy must have worked harder than me. He worked hard for a dish for more than 20 years and still lost to me. Do you know what this means?"

Noble: "It's still necessary to listen carefully in language classes. As expected, even if the adults don't go to school, they still like to ask you what you have learned from this story, what you have discovered, and what inspirations you have obtained from it. They are all core thoughts."

Yang Soong thought about it and said, "You are right."

"This story tells you that when doing things, you must correct your heart and take the correct path. Only then can you take the shortcut to success."

That old fellow Nozawa, ever since he started learning culinary skills, perhaps his father had been muttering in his ear, "You must defeat the people of China. You must defeat China. You must win, win! Win! Buzz, buzz, buzz..."

Hypnosis was useful, so Nozawa really cried.

Yang Soong said," What a magical dish is Buddha jumping over a wall? It was simply the ceiling of human culinary skills. When Nozawa was cooking such a great dish, It's actually not filled with admiration and love for this dish, but with all its heart set on defeating me. The food also has a soul, so how could it be cooked well?"

"Besides, this old fellow is wrong when he starts from one aspect. He wanted to make this dish well and slap our Huaxia people in the face. He doesn't even understand the cooking method of this dish, let alone understand the essence."

As long as Nozawa Ichiro personally went to Fu Province to eat the local Buddhist Jumping Wall, he wouldn't lose so badly.

Yang Soong would not win so easily either.

"Do you understand what I mean? Actually, learning how to cook is not difficult. The most important thing is that you must correct your heart and find the right way."

Noble: "Uncle, how do you know that your heart is correct? The path you take is also correct."

"That's not clear to you." Yang Soong chatted with the noble and did not delay the work in his hands. "The things you like to love are the things you feel happy about when you do it. If you really start doing it, you will know where to go and how to continue. This process is very happy."

"Isn't it hard?" Noble was puzzled.

"You can't say that it's not hard." Yang Soong was wearing a short-sleeved shirt, and his whole body was drenched in sweat. "But to love this, even if it's hard work, you won't feel tired. Instead, you will feel that it's very lucky to insist on loving it."

Nobles did not fully understand what he was saying.

"This story is to tell you that if it is really something you like, don't be afraid of hardship, because there is nothing in this world that is not tiring. However, liking it can make hard work very interesting, and it can also make a lot of money." Yang Soong said.

Noble now understood. "With money, you can buy your own food and buy whatever you want."

This sounded very interesting.

Yang Soong said, "More or less that's what it means."

"That's quite fun, but uncle, I have to think carefully about whether I want to be a chef or not."

"At night, when I go home and lie on the bed, I am thinking about how to make watermelon juice."

"You bully children!"

"I'll give you your salary."

"Okay uncle, I'll be happy to."

With one more helper, even if it was just a child, Yang Soong's pressure would be reduced by a lot.

The people in the shop fully demonstrated the excellence of humans as the top creatures of the food chain - they were especially delicious.

The people outside the shop were still desperately discussing with the people who were lining up.

Some people even pulled up the negotiation table.

Those who didn't know would think that they were going to negotiate a contract worth tens of millions or even hundreds of millions.

Who knew that they were only discussing the ownership of a few drinks.

The celebrity Wu Tian was known as the Three Kismet of Dancing and Shadow. No matter where he went, the bodyguards at the front cleared the way, and countless assistants behind him.

The ones holding umbrellas, the ones carrying bags, the ones holding shoes, the ones holding thermos, the ones holding coffee, the ones holding blankets, the ones carrying tables and chairs...

So there were actually so many assistants.

Recently, wu Tian took the neighborhood boy's route and happened to be on a business trip in Shen Yang. When he heard that there was a very popular store on Perfect Street, he immediately ran over with his men.

"The weather is pretty good today. The red sun and the breeze are intoxicating tourists. Today, I descended to the mortal world and sat at a roadside restaurant to eat some simple food. Is the distance between me and the fans getting closer?"

No matter whether it was true or not, once the setting was set up, they would continue to run on this road.

"Of course. Fans like you to be as cold as an immortal. When you smile lightly, you can also be as friendly as a neighbor's brother. This month, you'll definitely be the most popular celebrity among the young and handsome guys. " The manager supported him from the side.

Wu Tian even said to Qiao, "You even queued for such a long time?"

"It's fine. Let's go and talk to the shop owner."

"I'll line up. Find someone to take a few photos and arrange for me to sit down. Have them place their seats at the door and serve a few more dishes. Haven't those foodies been very popular recently? I can't get fat no matter how I eat. Isn't it very suitable for the fans' aesthetic sense? " Wu Tian went to queue.

Noble went to help, and Gao Zi'ang and the others were in charge of maintaining the order of the team.

"Sorry, bro, the number ticket for today has been used up. I don't accept queuing anymore."

Wu Tian didn't even look at Gao Zi'ang.

"Go to the side! Don't block our Young Master Tian from taking pictures!" The assistant rudely chased him away.

Gao Zi'ang had a good temper and was too lazy to lower himself to their level. In any case, he had already said what needed to be said. If these people wanted to queue, they could queue.

Wu Tian posed in a pose and took dozens of photos.

"Before posting it on Weibo, you must remember to fix the pictures. Repair carefully. Don't even let a strand of hair go."

"Yes, young Master Tian, don't worry!"

Wu Tian walked directly to the door and was about to enter.

This time, he was stopped by Du Nanxing.

"Line up. The people inside haven't finished eating yet. The people outside can only enter when there are empty tables."

"Do you know who I am?" Wu Tian said proudly, "Ask the people inside to make a table for me and place it at the door."

Du Nanxing became even more arrogant. "I don't care who you are. When eating, you have to abide by the rules. Where are your tickets? "

"Wait a minute, I'll have them right away!" Wu Tian gave a look to the people around him.

His manager openly said to the number one person on the team, "One thousand dollars, buy the number ticket in your hands!"0

His tone was rather bewitching, wild, and domineering. It was as if he was the richest person in the world and had been living at the top of the pyramid since birth.

This person was none other than Shen New Year. It just so happened that his name was Shen New Year.

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