Taking my daughter to open a breakfast shop and making millions of people cry

Ye Cheng also didn't understand what was going on, how could the ten-person banquet suddenly have one more person?

"What's going on now?"

He took out the invitation and placed it on the table.

When everyone saw this invitation, their expressions were solemn, the invitations to the ten-person banquet were all officially released, and their invitations were not the same as those on the table.

Their invitations are all green, and the invitation on the top does not have a name, and the invitation on the table not only has a name, but also gold, which shows that they are not a rank.

"Hello, sit here, we haven't received any news that there will be an eleventh person appearing, I'm very sorry."

The figure sitting on the innermost side stood up and shook hands with Ye Cheng as a gentleman.

"It's okay, the first time I participated, I still don't know what the ten-person banquet does?"

Ye Cheng moved over the stool, sat next to it, and smiled faintly.

Knowing that his level was probably much higher than all of them present, the expressions on everyone's faces gradually became a little complicated, and the atmosphere was a little dignified.

After all, among the eleven, Ye Chengdu was younger than their son.

After Ye Cheng talked with these people, he learned that the ten-person banquet, as the name says, the banquet of ten people, except for Ye Cheng, everyone here participated in several sessions.

Everyone sitting here is a national treasure chef.

Listening to the stories of these people, Ye Cheng couldn't help but feel that he was the smallest, and even sitting in front of these people was a little excessive.

The ten-person banquet is mainly composed of these ten people based on the experience of one year, and this superb product will be included in history.

Since the first session of the ten-person banquet, it has been these ten people, but I didn't expect that after the ten sessions, there was an extra new blood among them.

After understanding, these people knew that Ye Cheng was not a national-level chef, but the owner of a breakfast restaurant.

These people are all selected, which one of them can afford a grand banquet, I don't know why a small breakfast shop owner has such qualifications?

"Did you get today's topic?"

Everyone's thoughts did not stay on Ye Cheng too much, after all, to participate in the banquet for ten people, they all came with tasks.

Soon, the door of the box was pushed open from the outside, and the figure in the cheongsam held a brocade box lying on the tray in his hand, placed it on the table, and carefully opened the brocade box.

Ye Cheng was participating for the first time, and he didn't know what this was going to do, and the big guys around him had nervous expressions, and they didn't dare to ask more, so they had to sit there waiting for the answer to be revealed.

A pair of thin white hands took out the note in the brocade box and carefully unfolded it, and there were only four words written on the snow-white paper, "Bitter and sweet".

"This year's topic is a bit difficult, but if it tastes bitter, there are several ingredients, but it is a little difficult to work hard."

"Yes, these two flavors cannot be integrated at all, put sweet in the bitter, the sweet taste will definitely let the taste buds capture first, and the bitterness is immediately followed by the sweet taste."

"Any year we have to give us old men some problems."

......

Several people discussed.

Ye Cheng turned the turntable, picked up the white paper, looked at the four words on it, and secretly thought that it was indeed a little difficult.

If you want to integrate sweetness into bitterness, it is really difficult to have a sweet taste behind bitterness.

The ten bigwigs are already fighting each other, and as a small transparent, no one wants to listen to his opinion.

After all, in the eyes of these people, he was just the owner of a breakfast restaurant, and he didn't need any opinion from him at all.

"If I had to say it, I think almonds are the most suitable."

He spoke.

However, no one listened to him, and the big guys continued to argue.

Ye Cheng supported his head with one hand, and he didn't know when these people were going to argue.

Time passed minute by minute, Ye Cheng looked at the time, and since he got this topic, he had been arguing for nearly an hour.

He stretched, it was better to go home and sleep, there was no point here.

Standing up, he wanted to say hello to a few seniors, but no one paid attention to him, shook his head helplessly, and walked towards the door.

On the way back, Ye Cheng has been thinking about this matter, "bitter and sweet" he can only think of bitter almonds, as for other words, he can't think of it for the time being.

If the bitterness is too strong, it will definitely conflict with the sweetness, and bitter almonds are not so bitter after blanching.

However, those old-timers can't look at bitter almonds, they need higher-end, more precious ingredients.

Ye Cheng didn't know the meaning of the invitation letter given to him by the system, nor did he know who was holding this ten-person banquet.

When he got home at twelve o'clock at night, his parents had already gone to bed, so he went back to his room lightly, took a hot shower, and lay down on the bed to fall asleep.

At noon the next day, when Ye Ji was crowded, Ye Cheng was busy in the kitchen.

"Boss Ye, come and eat ten meat buns, ten tea eggs to take away, six meat buns, four tea eggs, and a bowl of oil noodles to eat here."

"Good."

Ye Cheng looked up at the old gentleman yesterday, his gold-rimmed glasses looked very cultured, and everyone exuded the smell of books.

"Then I'll find a place to sit first, and trouble you to help bring it over."

Katsukawa paid the money, skillfully found a place to sit, and greeted the old customers around him.

After eating, he took the bag, got into the car on the side of the road, and left.

"Brother Ge, Uncle Ge called just now to let you go home early."

Hearing the driver's words, Ge Chuanping nodded and held the bun that was still a little hot in his arms, "Then don't go to the company, go home first."

Back home, Ge Chuanping came to the study, saw his father worrying inside, strode in, buns and tea eggs on the desk, "Dad, you are all this age, what is there to worry about?"

"I've been thinking about those four words since I came back from the ten-person banquet last night, and I haven't figured it out yet."

Ge Lao saw the sauce meat buns and tea eggs on the table, and frowned, "I remember that you never eat these things outside, the outside is not clean, if you want to eat, just let your aunt do it."

"Dad, this is what I brought back for you, his things are very delicious, you can taste them, maybe they will help you think about the problem."

Katsukawahira picked up the sauce meat bun in the bag, skillfully stood in the dark sauce, and met his father.

"I don't eat, even if the outside thing is fragrant or not a bun, even if..."

Ge Lao stared at the bun in his son's hand, his voice stopped abruptly, took the bun, took a bite, frowned, "The taste of this bun is indeed not ordinary, usually the buns sold in the store outside are relatively soft and rotten, the buns in this house are filled with meat, the taste of the dough is also very good, the sauce aroma with the meat aroma, it is simply amazing."

As he ate, he patted his desk excitedly.