1283: C1283 I'll Treat You to Hot Pot

C1283 I'll Treat You to Hot Pot

The cool morning, the weekend, and by habit, there shouldn't be many pedestrians on Perfect Street.

Yang Soong, however, heard the dense sound of footsteps.

Many people were coming this way.

"Chef Yang, are you alright?"

Shen New Year and the others had come. There was also Gao Zi, anda, and Ma Yongqi. Even Li Hui from the television station had come.

Yang Soong knew some of them, while Yang Soong did not know some of them. They looked familiar.

They were all his customers.

"Chef Yang, as the saying goes, if a tree is outstanding, it will be destroyed by the wind. You are too outstanding. All those demons and devils have ill intentions. Don't be afraid. We will watch you. No demons or devils will come to find trouble with you."

"Don't take what those flamers on the internet say seriously."

"We have already called the police. We can't allow those people to spread rumors."

"That Wu Tian is a notorious artiste. I've already reported to the station head. The official announcement will be released very soon. We will definitely give Chef Yang a clear name. At the same time, our television station will put Wu Tian on the blacklist."

"We have also contacted all the big celebrities in the school. We will definitely protect your Brother Song."

"In reality and on the Internet, we will not let anyone bully you!"

This was called Mo Worryfree Road. Who in the world doesn't know the king?

No matter if it was their old friends or new friends, they all trusted Yang Soong.

Yang Soong said with a smile. "I've heard that the winter in the northeast is very cold. Why do I feel that it's quite warm here?"

He looked at everything in front of him with great joy.

Although he was a child, he could feel the kindness of the people around him. They were honest and kind.

Such feelings were sprouting in his noble heart.

"I must also become such a person in the future."

Yang Soong told everyone that the matter on the Internet had been resolved.

Good people had good endings, but bad people had their own ends.

"I'm in a good mood today. Shall I make hotpot for everyone to eat?" Yang Soong said.

Who would be unwilling?

Yang Soong personally stir-fried the seasoning of the hot pot and made some soup.

There had always been the old soup that Yang Soong kept in the spatial zone. It was fresh and fragrant, nutritious and healthy. This was the black technology of the spatial zone.

Wu Chuang drove a large truck and brought over two huge hotpots.

There were two hotpot pots with a diameter of twelve meters and the bottom of the mandarin duck pot.

Spicy beef oil, chicken mushroom soup, fish pot, and impregnable fat cows. Just adding the bottom of the pot alone took a lot of effort.

Fortunately, there were many people eating, and there were also many people making moves.

Yang Soong prepared the bottom of the pot. Three fresh trucks came over from the street and carried the ingredients in.

Everyone couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"This is really my first time seeing such a large truck to transport ingredients to eat hotpot."

"Three large trucks! The vehicle is already five meters long."

"Can we finish eating?"

Yang Soong called out, "One cart of seafood, one cart of mushrooms and other delicacies, and another cart of vegetables. Everyone, eat as much as you want. Don't be afraid. Today, the whole place will be free of charge, no need to worry about it!"

The food was in an uproar.

"Thank you, brother Song!"

"Brother Song is generous!"

Some people were also worried. "This should cost quite a bit, right?"

Yang Soong said loudly. "It's okay. You have to be happy! If everyone eats happily, the money spent will be worth it! "

In any case, he didn't lack money.

No one who didn't lack money would spend money like Yang Soong.

Yang Soong also had a large fan group in the northeast.

Everyone immediately sent a message: "Brother Song is treating us to hotpot!"

They didn't even need to come quickly.

The group of people who were originally in bed, in the internet cafe, and even in the office, all the foodies in every corner were instantly summoned by God and rushed to Circumference Street in every possible way.

"What are you daydreaming about in the morning? Eating hotpot is the way to go!"

"What game are you playing? Chef Yang has finally cooked hotpot. I knew he would cook hotpot! Hahahaha!"

"Usually at this time, I feel that the company is mine. It's such a pleasant thing to have a boss. You guys go to work properly. I'm going to eat hotpot."

"Mom, can you not do your homework this morning? Let's go eat hotpot first. After we finish eating, I promise to memorize the rest of the ancient poems and finish two mathematics papers. I won't watch cartoons today. "

"Daughter, go on a blind date. Your dad and I are going to eat hotpot at Chef Yang's place."

They were both biological children.

Wu Chuang later brought two large copper pots over.

Although there were only three trucks transporting the ingredients, they had walked back and forth seven or eight times.

At first, someone asked: "Chef Yang. Isn't there still so many ingredients that haven't been eaten yet? Why are they being transported again? "

Yang Soong asked, "Only seafood and vegetable dishes? What kind of hotpot is that called?"

"There's also a cart of beef, a total of twelve cows."

Everyone was shocked. "Are we going to talk about the head of the beef now?"

Yang Soong said, "What is this? There was also a cart of mutton. There were twenty-six of them. "

"So many?"

Yang Soong looked at everyone. It was a friendly northeastern crowd.

"Not many. Everyone's happiness is the most important."

"There's also a cart of geese. Stew big geese with hot pot!"

Everyone:... ""

We really don't know what to say anymore.

Yang Soong even asked them, "Do you want another cart of freshwater?"

"No need, no need. Chef Yang. It's already good enough for us to eat seafood."

Yang Soong nodded. "Two more carts of seafood!"

"That's not what we meant."

"What does that mean?" Yang Soong did not understand. "Two cars is not enough? It does not matter. Three cars and five cars are nothing. The most important thing is to be happy."

"Enough seafood." Just say it out loud. Don't try to be tactful.

Yang Soong waved his hand. "Not enough, not enough. I know your appetite. Besides, there were also a lot of people. I, Yang Soong, will treat everyone to hot pot. How can I not let everyone eat their fill? "

"It's impossible that they won't be full."

"Don't think too much. I have enough ingredients here." Yang Soong said again, "We can't just eat hotpot. I'll get a few more carts of fruits."

How could they not eat fruits when they ate hotpot?

"No need!"

In a world of ice and snow, fruits were too expensive.

Everyone was worried about Yang Soong's background.

"Don't worry, what fruits do you like to eat?"

The group of people shook their heads.

"Apple, watermelons, pears, cantaloupes, bananas, dragonfruits..."

Everyone still shook their heads?

"Is it because there are too many varieties that are difficult to choose?" Yang Soong knew that most people had a difficult choice. "Then we will all bring them here. If we really see them, we will know what we want to eat."

A few more carts of fruits were pulled over.

Wu Chuang seized the time and sighed with emotion to his boss. "Have you found that I am much happier than you?"

These ingredients were all brought over from the spatial zone. Without Wu Chuang, Yang Soong had released them out of thin air.

He didn't know if he would be regarded as a deity or a demon.

There were too many ingredients, and Yang Soong only had one. He had to increase the amount of the hot pot's seasoning.

After cleaning the ingredients, he handed them over to the customers.

Everyone worked together to repair the crabs, remove the shrimp line, clean the abalones, and also pick vegetables to wash the vegetables. Besides cleaning the mushrooms, they also needed to cut a few more times.0

The entire street was filled with people who brought their own kitchen knives and fruit knives.

There was no other way, the kitchen knives were not enough.

There were too many people eating hotpot.

They divided the work and worked together. This group of people organized the ingredients while the others ate. After an hour, everyone changed their identities.

The new customers washed their hands and joined in.

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