The dishes I cook are invincible and delicious [System]

After apologetically sending away the workers who came to help, Song Ruan decided to teach Yang Yuan a good lesson.

Yang Yuan sat steadily on the dilapidated high stool, shaking her legs from time to time, holding a half-gnawed fresh peach in her hand.

"First of all," Song Ruan patted the table lightly, signaling him to correct his study attitude, and then tapped the bench under him, "a bench with two legs is not stable."

"..."

Under his urging gaze, Yang Yuan had no choice but to stand up obediently. At the same time, the stool fell back and completely fell apart.

"Actually, the general rules of human beings are easy to understand. As long as you don't interfere with your own abilities, there will be no mistakes." Song Ruan nodded with satisfaction, "Hurry up and eat, and come with me after eating."

As Song Yue said, there is nothing in this shop, everything is worn out, and everything needs to be rebuilt.

Tables and chairs are large and expensive, and he is not very familiar with the wood market, so Song Ruan entrusted this matter to his elder brother.And bowls and chopsticks are also quick to buy, after all, the price is low and durable.

So he put today's highlight on the ingredients.

Song Ruan has no experience in business and management, so if he wants to stand out from the crowd of restaurants and restaurants, he depends on his taste.

In terms of taste, he is as strong as any chef, so how to choose cheap and high-quality ingredients is his top priority today.

Yang Yuan followed him for a walk, and saw Song Ruan walked the entire market back and forth, inspecting every stall carefully, and when he returned at noon, he only had two handfuls of green vegetables and a box of tofu in his hand.

He really didn't understand the other party's thinking, so he asked directly, "We only bought such a few things, why did we go to so many stores to pick?"

"Because my purpose today is not to buy vegetables, but to shop around."

Song Ruan held the vegetables in one hand, and hammered his shoulder with the other, "Today I only visited the West Market, and the East Market. After visiting both sides, I will be able to compare and know which one to buy. vegetable."

Yang Yuan didn't quite understand why he had to shop around for a lunch dish, and he didn't care too much about it. His eyes were glued to the steamy green vegetables in Song Ruan's hand, "Shall we eat just one dish today? Will it be too little? I want to eat too..."

Song Ruan smiled and touched his head.

The shop was poor and empty, but fortunately there was a small kitchen behind the house, which contained a pot that hadn't been cleaned for a long time and a stove that had accumulated dust.

Song Ruan rolled up his sleeves, and after a strong psychological struggle, he finally couldn't help calling Yang Yuan who was pulling weeds in front.

Yang Yuan raised his eyebrows, with a smile in his eyes, "The first rule of human beings is that you don't need to interfere with your own abilities."

"...I didn't say to make you commit the first rule. Now I will teach you the second rule of human beings, one thing for one thing."

Song Ruan coughed, pointed to the dirty stove in front of him, and ordered the handful of juicy green vegetables, the hint was obvious.

Yang Yuan didn't move, he put his arms around his chest, leaned against the wall and looked at Song Ruan lazily, as if he was thinking about it, but also seemed to be waiting for Song Ruan to be unable to restrain himself and throw himself into his net.

……

After a while, Yang Yuan, who deeply realized that if he didn't clean up the kitchen, he would really have nothing to eat, rubbed his nose and rolled up his sleeves willingly.

Half an hour later, Song Ruan brought up a plate of boiled tofu with small green vegetables, and the aroma instantly filled the whole shop.

Yang Yuan had already washed two pairs of chopsticks, sat there and waited for a long time, when Song Ruan's footsteps sounded, he stretched his head to look inside.

The tables and chairs in the store were all tattered, so Yang Yuan had to take off the legs of another table and put it on this one, doing the same thing, and managed to scrape together a dining table and two chairs.

"Let's eat, there is not enough."

Song Ruan arranged the food and took the chopsticks from Yang Yuan. He was busy today, inspecting the ingredients and cooking. It floated over faintly, making people move their index fingers.

He couldn't help but put a piece of tofu in his mouth, because there was no recipe for this dish, and he could only rely on white salt to enhance the taste, so Song Ruan specially chose the smoothest tofu in the whole West Market, the tenderness of the tofu and the flavor of the vegetables The fragrance is mixed together, making this dish extraordinarily fresh and soft.

Although the taste is actually not as good as the dishes on the recipe, but the two of them have been busy for a long time, so they have an extra appetite at the moment, even the simplest dishes can give a sense of satisfaction.

Not to mention Yang Yuan, he actually doesn't need to eat these foods to satisfy his hunger at all, this time he just wants to try something new.Unexpectedly, as soon as this dish was served, the aroma had captured him before he even tasted it.

He carefully picked up a green vegetable with chopsticks, put it in his mouth and chewed it lightly. It was obviously a very light vegetable, but it was fresh and refreshing, juicy and tender, even more delicious than fish.

Compared with this, the rice is much blander, the rice grains feel shriveled in the mouth, not soft enough, not as delicious as the green vegetables.

Song Ruan looked at Yang Yuan quickly repeating the movements of pickling, chewing and swallowing, and said funnyly, "Eat slowly, no one will compete with you..."

"anyone there?"

Before he finished speaking, there was a weak voice at the door.

Song Ruan paused for a moment, looked up, and saw a frail man dressed as a scholar standing outside the door, looking inside.

But Yang Yuan didn't turn his head at all, his eyes were fixed on the dish, as if he didn't hear the other party's words at all.

The man stood outside the door hesitantly for a while, and saw that the two people in the room did not respond to him at all. One of them was buried in his food, while the other looked at him with warm eyes and did not speak.

He boldly walked in, and saw the two sitting opposite each other, with a half-eaten dish on the middle table, the scholar swallowed his saliva, and bowed to them first, "That, my surname open……"

Seeing that he was a little nervous, Song Ruan answered the words kindly and asked, "Mr. Zhang, what's the matter?"

"Zhang is a scholar." Mr. Zhang was thin-skinned, and said that this incident seemed to have exhausted his courage all his life. "This time I came to the capital to prepare for the autumn exam in advance. I was pestered by thieves on the road before." Snatched away, now penniless...I have been hungry for two days..."

The more he spoke, the lower his voice was, and he lowered his head, as if he was ashamed.

Song Ruan looked at him carefully. Zhang Shusheng's face was yellow and thin, his cheeks were sunken, and he really looked like he hadn't eaten for several days. He was carrying a tattered book basket on his back, which contained several volumes of holy scriptures. Like a poor scholar who went to Beijing to catch an exam.

"I only made this one dish, there is no oil and water, if you don't have enough, there will be more in the pot later."

Song Ruan knocked on Yang Yuan's bowl with chopsticks, "Don't eat, go to the back and put a bowl of rice, and put more vegetables."

"..."

Yang Yuan raised his head and stared at him with wide eyes, a little unbelievable.

Song Ruan didn't soften his heart, and urged, "Hurry up."

Yang Yuan had no choice but to put down the bowls and chopsticks reluctantly, and went to the back kitchen with the dishes.

"This... is really embarrassing."

Zhang Shusheng said guiltily, "Let's wait for that little brother to finish eating."

Song Ruan shook his head, and said lightly, "Don't pay attention to him."

Soon, Yang Yuan brought over the food and chopsticks, and there was still a piece of bean curd residue that he hadn't seen before at the corner of his mouth.

"..."

Song Ruan pretended not to see it, and called Shusheng Zhang to have dinner.

The store was very dilapidated, with only two chairs. Fortunately, Zhang Shusheng was also very conscious, sat down on the ground with the bowl and chopsticks, and ate voraciously.

Only then did Yang Yuan's face look better.

Zhang Shusheng must have been really hungry for a long time, and he swallowed the sharp bowl of rice without any hassle.

At least the stomach crisis was resolved, he wiped the corners of his mouth, and bowed to Song and Ruan, "Thank you two young masters, and I hope you will let me know your name. When I get my name on the gold list in the future, I will pay you a lot of money."

"It's just a bowl of rice, it doesn't have to be like this."

Song Ruan paused slightly, and asked, "Have you ever learned abacus?"

Zhang Shusheng said very modestly, "I've dabbled a bit."

"I just heard from you that all your money was stolen by thieves, so you should be penniless now."

Song Ruan said slowly, "Since that's the case, why don't you be my accountant? I'll give you eight qian a month, including food and housing."

"……what?"

Zhang Shusheng was slightly startled, he didn't expect to beg for a meal and get a job.

It was dark, in Song Yue's study.

"...You recruited two people before you even opened the business, so what's wrong with you?"

Song Yue didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "That kid is fine, but Mr. Accountant, can you invite him casually?"

"Sooner or later, you will have to invite them. Besides, it's troublesome to find someone after opening the store." Song Ruan said, "I have observed him. Although he is hungry and cold, he still needs to ask the owner for instructions when he enters the door. I still don't forget to repay my kindness after dinner. I think this person can still be used."

"Since you have chosen the person, you have to bear it yourself."

Seeing that Song Yue couldn't convince him, he agreed, "Then why are you here?"

"In order to keep him, I said that I would include food and accommodation. This package is okay, and I will cover..."

Song Yue nodded, "Understood, there are still a few servants' rooms at home that are not full, you can ask him, if you don't mind, live in the outer courtyard first."

"He won't dislike it." Song Ruan said with a slight smile.

"What about the kid?"

Song Yue is much older than Song Ruan, and Song Ruan is older than Yang Yuan, so Yang Yuan is indeed a child with him, "Is he also assigned to the outer courtyard?"

"Do not."

When Song Ruan thought about what happened today, he felt uneasy about Yang Yuan. If something goes wrong... it's better to put it by his side for peace of mind.

He said, "He lives in the same yard as me. If there is no room, give him the cubicle next to my room."

Song Yue was about to shoot up the case, "...he lives with you?"