Super Chef Tycoon

Chapter 1247

Chapter 1247

Noble dreams are about to run aground before they start.

Yang Song taught him: "Everything is difficult at the beginning, as long as you take this step, the road ahead will be much easier than you imagined."

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

"Yes, do you think my walk is much easier?" Yang Song also gave him an example: "Think about how easy it was when I was a Buddha jumping over the wall?"

"That's uncle, you have been practicing very hard all the time, right?"

"No, how could it be possible for me?" Yang Song said: "It is that Nozawa who practiced hard. That guy must have worked harder than me. He still lost to me for more than 20 years of hard work. Do you know what this means?"

Gao Gui: "It's still necessary to listen carefully in Chinese class. Sure enough, even if adults don't go to school, they still like to ask you what you learned from this story, what you discovered, and what inspiration you got from it. These are the central ideas."

Yang Song thought for a while: "You are right."

"This story tells you that when you do something, you have to set your mind right and take the right path. Only in this way is the shortcut to success."

That old boy Nozawa Ichiro, since he was learning cooking, maybe his father has been whispering in his ear: "You must defeat the Chinese people, you must defeat the Huaxia, you must win, win! Win! Win... ..."

Hypnosis is useful, and Ichiro Nozawa really cried so much.

Yang Songdao: "What a miraculous dish is Buddha Jumping Over the Wall? It is simply the ceiling of human culinary skills. Such a dish is great enough. When Nozawa made it, it was not with admiration and love for this dish, he was thinking about it. Win me, food also has a soul, how can it be done well?"

"What's more, on the one hand, this old boy's starting point is wrong. He wanted to make this dish well at the beginning, so as to slap us Chinese people in the face. He didn't even understand the recipe of this dish, let alone understand the essence. .”

But if Nozawa Ichiro personally went to Fuzhou to eat the local authentic Buddha Jumping Wall, he would not have lost so badly.

Yang Song will not win so easily.

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

Gao Gui: "Uncle, how do you know that your heart is right? You are on the right path."

"It's not clear to you." Yang Song chatted with Gao Gui without delaying the work in hand: "The things you like to love are the things that you feel happy as soon as you do it. If you really start doing it, You will know where to go, how to go, and this process is very happy."

"Isn't it hard work?" Gao Gui wondered.

"It can't be said that it's not hard work." Yang Song was wearing short sleeves at this time, sweating all over his body: "But loving this thing means that even if it's hard work, you won't feel tired. On the contrary, you will feel that it is a very lucky thing to persist in loving it."

Gao Gui seemed to understand but half understood.

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

Gao Gui now understands: "With money, you can buy food for yourself, and you can buy whatever you want."

That sounds interesting.

Yang Song: "That's almost what it means."

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

"Going home at night and lying in bed thinking, now go squeeze watermelon juice."

"You bully children!"

"Pay you wages."

"Okay uncle, I'd love to."

With one more helper, even if it's just a child, Yang Song's pressure will be relieved a lot.

The people in the store fully demonstrated the excellence of human beings as the top creatures of the food chain-especially edible.

The people outside the store were still desperately discussing with the people who were queuing up.

Some people even brought the negotiating table.

Those who didn't know thought they were going to negotiate a contract of tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions.

Who knew they were just discussing ownership of a few drinks.

Celebrity Wu Tian, ​​known as the three dwellers of singing, dancing and filming, is a big name, no matter where he goes, there are bodyguards in front of him, and countless assistants behind him.

Those holding umbrellas, carrying bags, carrying shoes, carrying thermos cups, holding coffee, holding blankets, carrying tables, chairs and benches...

There are so many kinds of assistants.

Wu Tian recently took the route of the boy next door. He happened to be on a business trip in Shenyang, and he heard that there was a small shop with a thriving business on Yuanyuan Street, so he immediately brought people here.

"The weather is fine today. The red sun and the breeze make the tourists drunk. I went down to earth today and sat and ate some simple food in a small street shop. Did I get closer to the fans?"

People set up such a thing, no matter whether it is true or not, once it is set up, they will run on this road with all their strength.

"Sure, fans like that you can be as cold as a fairy, with a light smile, and as kind as the brother next door. This month, you are definitely the most popular traffic star among Xiaoxianrou." .

Wu Tian took Joe even more: "There is still a long queue?"

"It's okay, let's go and communicate with the store."

"I'm going to line up, find someone to take a few photos, then sit me down, ask them to place a seat at the door, and serve a few more dishes. Aren't those foodies very popular recently? No matter how much you eat, you won't get fat I, don’t I suit the aesthetics of fans?” Wu Tian went to line up.

Gao Gui went to help, and now Gao Ziang and others are responsible for maintaining the order of the team.

"I'm sorry, buddy, today's tickets have been used up, so we don't accept queuing."

Wu Tian didn't even look at Gao Ziang.

"Go aside! Don't block us from taking pictures!" the assistant rudely chased them away.

Gao Ziang has a good temper, and he doesn't bother to learn about them. Anyway, he has said everything that needs to be said, and these people will row as soon as they want.

Wu Tian posed and took dozens of photos.

"Before sending out the scarf, you must remember to retouch the picture, refine it, and don't let go of even a strand of hair."

"Yes, Master Tian, ​​don't worry!"

Wu Tian walked directly to the door and was about to go inside.

He was stopped by Du Nanxing this time.

"Go in line, the people inside have not finished eating, and the people outside can only enter when the table is vacated."

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

Du Nanxing was even more arrogant: "I don't care who you are? You have to obey the rules when you eat. Where's your ticket?"

"Wait a minute, I'll have it right away!" Wu Tian winked at the people around him.

His agent said to No.1 of the team in a fair and honest manner: "1000 yuan, buy the ticket in your hand!"

His tone was rather evil, charming, wild and domineering, as if he was the richest man in the world, living at the top of the pyramid since he was born.

This person was none other than Shen Xinnian.

(End of this chapter)