The dishes I cook are invincible and delicious [System]

Gold inlaid jade is actually the elegant name of Junshan Silver Needle.

After Xiao Er yelled this, the surroundings were silent, and no one heard a voice for a long time. When Xiao Er took the small letter and went to the back to pick up the bank notes, the crowd reacted, and the pot exploded chattering.

"Did I hear you right? Top grade? Is it top grade?"

The son who lent Song Ruan the silver was shocked, and he pulled his companion's sleeve to confirm repeatedly.

"It seems so. You see, the little girl has already gone to collect the bank notes."

"It's really lucky. Didn't Brother Wang just say that Brother Ruan gave him his box of middle grades?"

But while everyone praised Song Ruan, some people disagreed.

"Let me tell you, the top grade on the left is easy to find. After all, a box is only 50 taels. Who here can't afford four or five boxes? The price is low, and the money won is also small, and it's only 200 taels when you get it. If Young Master Song has the heart to gamble on the right side once, and he can still win, then I, Zhang, will be willing to bow down."

The box on the right is indeed different.

The box on the left is 50 taels, and the price is fixed. Players win or lose, it’s just a small fight; but the right side is different, the price of the tea boxes there is about 100 taels to 500 taels, 500 taels The box may be a defective product, and the 100 taels may also be a high-quality one. It all depends on luck.

The two areas on the left and right are like two traps, one big and one small, with one ring enclosing the other, staring at the gamblers lured in by the benefits, and then waiting for an opportunity to swallow them up.

Song Ruan is neither greedy nor good at gambling, he politely declined, "It's just that my luck is a little better today, and besides, it's fun to gamble—"

Before he finished speaking, the beads in his left hand burned him.

Song Ruan paused, then continued, "Small bet and joy—"

The bracelet scalded him again.

Yang Yuan's playfulness was really high, and he didn't want to let him go.

It's... naughty.

Song Ruan sighed, coughed twice under the expectant eyes of everyone, and said helplessly, "Then let me try."

Everyone was able to continue to watch the excitement, and there was a round of cheers.

At this time, Xiao Er also got the 200 taels of bank notes from behind, and he handed them over with a smile, and said politely, "The bank notes will be counted face to face, please keep it."

Someone joked, "Xiaoer, don't give him the banknote, otherwise he will have to pay you back later."

Xiaoer was also clever, and complimented him with a smile, "The little one will be given to the young master first, so as not to wait for the young master to win the championship in one fell swoop, and it will be troublesome to take the money back and forth."

Everyone laughed.

Song Ruan was also amused by him, took the silver ticket, and turned to the high price area on the right.

Those old friends of his also quickly followed, looking left and right behind him.

Song Ruan walked around the shelf, the bracelet didn't give any hint, and he was not in a hurry, he took a box casually and concentrated on admiring the patterns on it.

He sniffed lightly, smelling the faint sandalwood fragrance above.

Everyone behind him watched nervously as he slowly put down the box, looking for the next target.

It wasn't until Song Ruan finished the third lap without haste that the bracelet gave a reminder.

He picked up a box with a price tag of 200 taels, and was about to check out. When he turned around, his companions were already waiting for him at the counter, and each of them was holding a box that he had picked up to look at.

"..."

Xiao Er arranged the boxes according to the order of selection, and Song Ruan was the last to pick, so it was naturally placed last.

"Xing'an tea, inferior product."

"Qishan Yuchun, medium grade."

……

One by one, the tea names were reported to the past. Those who got the middle grade were proud, while those who got the inferior grade were unhappy.Soon it arrived at Song Ruan's box, and Xiaoer easily unsealed the seal, and took out a small letter from inside, "Jingting Luxue..."

After reading these four words, Xiao Er suddenly seemed to be dumb. He squeezed the small letter tightly with his fingers, stared at it for a long time, and the cold sweat slowly rolled down.

Someone next to him was impatient and urged him a few words, and he answered in a desperate manner, and stammered, "Shang, Shangpin."

The whole room was silent, and after a while, someone gasped.

"My lord, please wait here." Xiaoer's forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and he didn't even have time to wipe it off. He nodded and bowed, "I'll go get the banknote for you."

"It's amazing." Prince Wang said in disbelief, "Brother Ruan's hands... I don't know whether it's skill or luck."

Another person also exclaimed, "If it's not skill, then this luck is too good."

"Luck accounts for [-]% and skill accounts for [-]%, right? After all, Brother Ruan makes this at home, maybe you can judge it by the aroma of tea?" Someone speculated.

Song Ruan himself didn't need to explain at all, these people can help him make up a reason in a hurry.He took his own box, pinched a pinch of tea and sniffed it.

Jingting Lvxue is indeed a treasure. It looks like a sparrow's tongue and is full of fragrance.It was listed as a tribute tea in some dynasties, and it was only used by the royal family, which shows its preciousness.

Although Song Ruan didn't know much about tea, just by smelling the smell, he could tell that the tea was much better than what was hidden in his own room. Although he had no choice but to come here this time, he still gained a lot.

Not long after, Xiao Er came over, followed by the shopkeeper who was sweating profusely.

"Shopkeeper, this is Mr. Song." Xiaoer raised his hand in Song Ruan's direction and introduced to the shopkeeper.

"Mr. Song, I am the shopkeeper here. My surname is Liu." The short and fat shopkeeper smiled, "I heard that my subordinates said that the young master has good eyesight and picked two top grades in a row, so I came here to congratulate you personally. Young master. Looking at it today, it really is a hero born a boy."

Song Ruan nodded slightly, and replied politely, "Thank you for your absurd praise."

"Well," the shopkeeper rubbed his nose, stepped forward and said in a low voice, "I heard that Mr. Song's family is also in the tea business... This small shop is also a small business..."

As he said that, he smiled shyly, and handed over the bank note in his hand, "Where do you never meet again in life, and today you meet Mr. Song, you are a distinguished guest of the shop and a friend of someone Liu. Today you and you Friends of my shop are free of charge, you see..."

It turned out that shopkeeper Liu thought he was here to kick the shop.

"Then thank you for the kindness of the shopkeeper." Song Ruan glanced at him lightly, and took the bank note without being polite, "It's just that it's getting late, and we should say goodbye."

The shopkeeper smiled happily when he heard the words, "Yes, yes, it's time for dinner. Even though you are happy to play, you have to fill your stomach first. It's a pity that Mr. Liu is really busy, otherwise he must buy Mr. Song a drink. This time it will be fine." It's someone Liu who owes you a favor, so just ask if you have anything to do."

"You're welcome...but."

Song Ruan paused, and he said slowly, "I really have a small matter, I need to ask Shopkeeper Liu for help."

The sky is dim, and the lights are on.

Song Ruan walked along the street, silently calculating an account in his heart.

I borrowed 50 taels, won 200 taels, and used this money to win 1000 taels, plus Liu’s free order, so it was 200 taels.Then I asked the shopkeeper to change the face value of the bank note to a smaller value, and returned 800 taels to Wang Gongzi...

In other words, he still has 400 taels.

Song Ruan stopped, turned his head slightly, and saw a jade shop next to him. The shopkeeper twirled his two mustaches and stood behind the counter, crackling his abacus.

He thought about it, and then walked in.

When Song Ruan returned home, Lu Luo was nervous. Seeing that his face was a little pale by the evening wind, she quickly found a thick robe and put it on him, "Master, why are you only here now?"

"There was a delay on the way."

Song Ruan took the stove from her and warmed her cold hands, "What's wrong?"

"The eldest son came to see you in the afternoon, but he didn't see anyone, so he asked us for it."

Luluo had a troubled expression on her face, "He knew that Prince Wang and the others had come to look for you, and his face was not very good-looking, so he asked you to come back and go to his room."

Song Ruan paused for a moment, then said after a moment of thought, "I see."

The candlelight flickered in the room, and the shadow of Song Yue reading in front of the desk was cast on the paper window, which was very clear.

Song Ruan knocked on the door lightly, "Brother."

"Come in."

Song Yue's voice sounded, and he didn't sound very happy.

The door creaked.

Song Ruan walked in and closed the door behind him.

Song Yue's study room is clean and tidy, just like him, meticulous to a rigorous degree.Every book on the bookshelf is well planned, and there is absolutely no misclassification.The same is true on the table, the pen, ink, paper and inkstone are neatly placed, and a candlestick next to it is quietly lit.

It was only after Song Ruan came in that he realized that Song Yue was not reading a book, but checking the books.

The business at home is more important, Song Ruan saw that he was concentrating, and didn't dare to disturb him, so he stood at the door all the time.

It's just that after standing for a long time, it is inevitable that his back will hurt, not to mention that he has been walking outside for another day.

Song Ruan subconsciously reached out and rubbed her waist.

Without raising her head, Song Yue turned over a page of the ledger, "Tired after only standing for a long time?"

"..."

Song Ruan knew what his elder brother was looking for him for, and immediately lowered his head and obediently admitted his mistake, "Brother, I was wrong."

"sit down."

Song Yue marked the page he was looking at, and then closed it, "Where is it wrong?"

"You shouldn't go out to gamble with cronies."

Song Ruan had a good attitude of admitting his mistakes, and Song Yue couldn't get angry. He frowned slightly, "Since you know it's wrong, why did you go out?"

Song Ruan thought for a while, but still felt like telling the whole story, "I didn't want to go at first, but the prince said that I still owed him money, so I had to go—"

"what?!"

Song Yue jumped at the table, "Didn't you pay off your gambling debt before?"

Before Song Ruan could think up his words, he frowned and asked, "How many taels of silver do you owe?"

Song Ruan said, "More than 700 taels, but—"

"Give him 800 taels, and tell him not to come into our house again." Song Yue opened the drawer in a hurry, took out a bank note, slapped it on the table, and said angrily, "If you don't know him, you can I will not gamble. After paying back the money, I am not allowed to go to that kind of place in the future, and I am not allowed to see them again!"

"But," Song Ruan looked innocent, "I've already paid it off."

"...?"