202: C202 Make Some Good Food!

C202 Make Some Good Food!

Make something delicious!1

"Then should I let them bring it in?" He was about to call them in! Yang Song stopped Shen Wenzhao and said, "Wait a minute, that pig is so big, how are we supposed to bring the kitchen door in? Take them to the back alley. The back door is big enough for them to send over! "

"Got it!"

After waiting for a while, he heard footsteps and hurriedly came out. He saw four young men carrying a large box in with their hands full of air, walking in. Yang Song saw them and waved at them. Soon, the large box was carried in!

After thanking the four youngsters, they smiled and turned around to leave. Shen Wizhao had also been called out by Yang Song to do his own work. Yang Song opened the big chest himself, and the smell of blood assaulted his nose. Why did both of them come over! It was fortunate that he had quite a bit of space in the system. Otherwise, he really wouldn't have been able to let these two fat pigs in!

The ingredients for tonight's meal were more or less prepared. Yang Song directly stored the two pigs in the system space. The kitchen was not big enough, so it would be inconvenient to deal with the two pigs. It would be better to bring them back to the roof garden.

It was almost time to open the door. A new evening had begun!

When night fell, all the guests were finally sent off by Yang Qing. He then looked at Shen Wenzhao and ordered, "Little Zhao, go call for a minivan. We'll take this big box back with us!"

"I got it!" Shen Wenzhao was a smart person to begin with, and he had already possessed this phone for a period of time. Right now, his control was even smoother than Yang Song's. He had long since learned how to order a car!

The small truck went all the way down, Yang Song saw this big box, each pig weighed several hundred pounds, which added up to more than a thousand pounds. The passenger elevator was not enough, but it was not difficult for Yang Song, he quietly put the wild boar inside the box into the system's space, and now all that was left was the weight of the box. The elevator quickly arrived at the top floor.

Meng Shihan was sitting in the living room, watching TV. She was laughing happily when she heard the door open. She didn't even look back as she asked, "You guys came back?"

"Big sister Meng, we're back!" Shen Wenzhao greeted him and then began helping Yang Song carry the shoes!

"Do you still want someone to help you change your shoes? What are you doing now... "Holy shit, Yang Song, what did you buy, such a big box!" When Meng Shihan saw Shen Wenzhao helping Yang Song carry the shoes, she thought that Yang Song had already fallen to such a state. Standing up, she was startled to see the huge box that was originally blocked by the entrance.

Shen Wenzhao quickly explained, "This is the pig that Boss won this afternoon. The Wang family gave it to Boss!"

"So big that you got it back?" How are we going to eat this? " Meng Shihan also had a helpless expression on her face. Such a big pig, the refrigerator at home isn't that big! That's not right, Yang Song had bought a large freezer some time ago! They said they were here to store ingredients! It seemed to be just right!

As if there was nothing else in the room, Yang Song carried his suitcase and said, "Let's eat the pig's water today. In two days, when we have a party, we will barbecue the pig's ribs!"

Meng Shihan nodded and said, "That's the only way!"

Arriving at the rooftop, he saw Grandpa Meng and Grandpa Sun drinking tea and chatting. Seeing Yang Song walking down with a big box in his arms, he curiously asked, "Yang Song, what are you carrying?"

"That pig!" "Let's have a stew tonight!" Yang Song said with a smile. He had wanted to try out the secret recipe for the stew last time, but there was no time. The water of a large fragrant pig can be used for one's own purposes!

When Grandpa Meng heard the two words "brine and cooking", he was immediately interested. He quickly walked up and asked, "Little Yang, the brine and cooking fire tastes pretty good. But suddenly, do you have some cilantro at home?"

"Vanilla?" Yang Song was stunned for a moment. It seemed to be like this. There was no coriander in the stewed meat, but the fragrance was reduced by half! However, his face was full of mystery. He pointed at the flowers and said, "We don't have cilantro at home, but we do!"

Everyone looked up and saw a small plot of land covered in luscious green vegetables! When did this kid grow coriander? After Grandpa Meng saw this, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "You little brat, this plot of land originally belonged to the middle of the moon. After quite a number of deaths, it was dug away by me.

Hearing this, Yang Song revealed a simple and honest expression, giggling twice. Grandpa Meng did not prepare to blame him, he leaned over to look at another flower garden and asked, "There's another empty seat there. I was preparing to plant roses, did you also plant roses for me?"

"It's planted!" Yang Song was overjoyed. Earlier, he had woken up one morning to take a breath of fresh air and happened to see two bare pieces of land. Coincidentally, he had a plan. Who would have thought that after a period of time, it would grow back up! What a surprise!

The large fragrant pig was picked up by Yang Song and placed on the ground. The floor was made of marble, so cleaning it would be more convenient. Grandpa Meng didn't care too much about it.

It was originally designed to prevent dirt from getting dirty and making it difficult to clean. Now, it seemed that Yang Song would be the one to handle the entire pig!

Yang Song had clearly remembered the pig's structure. A pig like pig was not difficult for Yang Song, and as if Yang Song had pulled out a butcher knife, he began to unravel the pig!

At this time, Shen Huaihao walked up with a large washbowl in his hands. She had found what Yang Song had told her earlier and carried it up with her!

At this moment, Grandpa Meng had a bit of doubt in his heart. He curiously asked, "Yang Song, tell me honestly. Where were you hiding this blade before? "Why can't I see you take it out every time?"

"Grandpa Meng, this is the most basic operation of a chef. If people find out where the knife is hidden, wouldn't it be too embarrassing?" Yang Song pretended to be mysterious and didn't say it out loud.

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