C6 Defamation

"If I don't see the grilled gluten, just by its fragrance alone, it can really become a first-rate delicacy. But …"

Old mister Ye seemed to be lost in thought as he arrogantly glanced at Yang Song. The latter had a deceptive look on his face, what was this fellow doing here? So he could not help but ask, "Old sir, do you want to buy it? If you don't want to buy it, then please don't block the people behind you from buying it, okay?

Originally, Yang Song's tone was kind, but when this Old Master Ye heard this, he was immediately unhappy. He suddenly knocked the cane in his hand and angrily said: "Impudent!" What's with your attitude? I pointed out your flaws with good intentions, but you didn't appreciate it? "

Thank you? Do you have my ability in the gourmet food system? Using one's age to show off one's seniority. Yang Song was not willing to pay any attention to this kind of person. He directly shouted to the customers behind him, "Everyone, come forward and line up! "Don't steal it!"

When the customers behind them heard this, they swarmed forward like a swarm of bees with money in their hands. Or else, they were all people who were preparing to pay with their cell phones.

Chen Ming immediately became anxious. He only sold 100 strings a day, but now he sold dozens of them. When the time came, it would be gone! Chen Ming couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva when he thought of the delicious roasted gluten. He also ignored Old Mr. Ye.

"Boss!" Give me twenty strings! I'll pay now! "

"Alright!"

Yang Song nodded and shouted. Then, he quickly started to prepare the 20 strings Chen Ming needed. Old Mr. Ye saw this and immediately became anxious, stopping Chen Ming from typing in the password.

"Sir Chen, this thing can't be eaten carelessly. It's a mess, yet you're selling it for a hundred yuan. It's clear that there's something shameful inside. Eating it would be addicting!"

When he said this, the originally lively stall instantly quieted down. Everyone stopped fighting and looked nervously at Yang Song.

Hearing someone slander him, Yang Song was instantly furious. After all, he was only half a child. With a swoosh, he threw all the roasted gluten in his hand into the trash can and walked out from beside his car.

"Old man, I respect you as an old man, but don't be too harsh with your words. Be careful of my going to the police station to report you!"

"sue me? "Hehe, if it wasn't for something fishy, why would you be so agitated? Aren't you still a guilty conscience!"

Old Mr. Ye wasn't worried at all. He sneered. I am of high prestige in this city. Who wouldn't call me Old Ye when they see me? How could they be scared by a brat like you?

The other hawkers' eyes lit up when they heard this. They purposely raised their voices and whispered to each other.

"That's right. I've been working in this line for so long, but I've never seen such an addictive toaster."

"I estimate!" It must have been something like that! "

"More or less! Do you remember the news the last time? There's a hotpot restaurant with poppy shells in the bottom of the soup.

"No wonder the business is so good. It's all dirty money!"

Yang Song almost died from anger. After all, he couldn't tell anyone about the fact that he had the Gourmet System, so Yang Song immediately came up with an idea.

"Alright!" Yang Song raised his voice and shouted, "Mister Chen, can you do me a favor?"

Chen Ming saw that Yang Song seemed to have a plan to prove his innocence, so he didn't want the delicious food to be faked. He immediately raised his hand to show that he was here.

Seeing Chen Ming's answer, Yang Song picked up the notebook in his backpack, took out a pen and wrote down many flavorings, including fresh gluten, on the table in front of Elder Ye.

"Elder, please look carefully. These things are all normal condiments. To prevent you from saying that I have other things, I will have Mister Chen purchase these things right now."

Elder Ye lowered his head to look at the condiments within. It was mostly pepper and stuff like that. There was no problem with it! He then looked at Chen Ming.

The latter understood, and picked up her notebook, walking towards a nearby supermarket. There was everything inside, so it was normal for her to have these things.

When Chen Ming returned, Yang Song took the bag and placed it on his stall. He shouted at the old man, "Take a good look, these things were just bought by Young Master Chen! If I can't do it, I'll voluntarily turn myself in at the police station! "

"Very good! You can do it! " Ye Chonglou couldn't believe no matter what, that a little kid would be able to make such a miraculous taste out of baking gluten and make people flock to it for a hundred yuan.

However, Yang Song was not in a hurry to make a move. He looked at Mr. Ye with a faint smile.

"Hmm?" Old Mr. Ye thought that he did not dare to do so and sneered, "If you don't dare, then quickly turn yourself in. Don't harm the others."

"No, no, no! You misunderstand me! "

However, Yang Song shook his head, and a trace of an inexplicable smile appeared on his face, "What I mean is, if I fail, I will turn myself in, but what if I do? What do you say? "

Hmm, this time, Old Mr. Ye was also shocked. He felt that it was natural that he wouldn't be able to do it, he must have definitely failed. He had never thought about what he would do if he succeeded.

"So what if he succeeded? He succeeded!" Then you can continue selling your toasted gluten! " Old Mr. Ye's face turned red. He held it in for a long time before he finally managed to say something.

It was impossible for a figure that had been famous for a long time to lower his head and admit his wrongs! Even if he had truly done wrong, he would have at most left this matter alone!

"Impossible!" Yang Song frowned and shouted, "If I win, then you are slandering me. When the time comes, you want to leave? I'm telling you, if I win, you have to apologize! "

Yang Song was not planning to be too stiff and just asked for an apology. Old Mr. Ye's face darkened. He was about to say something, but he saw Yang Song had already started to move his hands.

His movements were fast and graceful, dazzling everyone who saw it. It gave off a surreal feeling.

Actually, Yang Song himself was a little unsure. The gluten from before was all automatically made by the system, but now he didn't know if it would succeed or not.

But even so, Yang Song was really angry in his heart. That old man doesn't know anything, he would definitely be angry if he were to slander him like this! They did not steamed buns to fight for breath!

However, the system was really mysterious. It was clearly a technique that he was unfamiliar with, yet the gluten gradually began to emit an attractive fragrance and slowly turned back into its previous pitch black state. It looked as if it was being roasted.

When Chen Ming and the other guests smelled this smell, they couldn't help but twitch their noses and unconsciously gulp down a mouthful of saliva.