The dishes I cook are invincible and delicious [System]

There is a pile of white sugar on one end of the table, and a pile of brown sugar on the other end. The Chu River and the Han border are clearly separated.

Yang Yuan stretched out his fingers and dipped some of them respectively, put them in his mouth to taste, his expression suddenly became a little surprised, "Why is it sweet?"

"This should be white and brown sugar."

Song Ruan secretly heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that he looked all right.No one knew why the Jiuqu Yuanyang pot was filled with sugar instead of poisoned wine. If Yang Yuan was accidentally poisoned, he might not be able to find an antidote to save him.

There was reproach in his voice, but concern in his eyes, "Next time, don't eat anything you see, what if it is poisonous? You have to try it anyway."

Yang Yuan smiled slightly, and seemed to be very pleased with Song Ruan's reaction, but he still said firmly, "Don't worry, it won't happen."

It was impossible for him to be poisoned, and it was impossible for him not to be able to tell whether it was poison or not.

But Song Ruan still had a look of disapproval on his face, his brows were slightly frowned, forming a nice shape, and his thin lips were slightly parted, as if something was about to spill out from his lips.

"cough."

Yang Yuan quickly coughed lightly, interrupting Song Ruan's train of thought, and then changed the subject, "Speaking of which, why do you always have such weird things?"

At the beginning when he wanted to repay the favor, the man only said that he was asked to protect a mortal, but a mortal easily owned an oil barrel that could automatically extract oil, and a mandarin duck bottle that could pour out two kinds of sugar...

One after another, it's not like something that mortals can easily get.

"..."

Song Ruan pursed her lips slightly, her gaze wandered in the air, unable to find focus.

Yang Yuan's question hit the nail on the head, making it inevitable for him to avoid it.

In fact, Song Ruan had expected this day to come a long time ago, but he hadn't found a suitable reason yet.The system is the magic weapon for his life, and it is absolutely impossible to tell others the secret. In the future, the items he gets will only increase. It is not good if he keeps hiding it from the other party.

But today he lied to Yang Yuan, maybe he will need to use more lies in the future...

How to do this.

Song Ruan bit her lower lip subconsciously, with a very distressed look on her face, she didn't speak for a long time.

Seeing the other party's appearance of wanting to lie but not being able to, yet unable to find a reason, Yang Yuan's heart softened.

In fact, he just wanted to divert Song Ruan's attention, and he didn't really want to spy on other people's privacy.After all, in life, who doesn't have a little secret?

Yang Yuan sighed, wanting to change the subject, his words had already reached his lips, when he suddenly saw Song Ruan raised his head, his eyes were shining brightly, full of cunning.

The man asked back confidently, "Then let me ask you a question, who are you?"

Yang Yuan was slightly taken aback, unexpectedly Song Ruan, who was always gentle, would come up with this way to ask him back, probably really thought about it for a long time and racked his brains, so he couldn't hide the smug look on his face.

what.

Why are you so dazed, so dazed that it makes people feel... quite cute.

Song Ruan didn't know Yang Yuan's mental activities at all. He saw that Yang Yuan hadn't said anything for a long time, so he continued vigorously, "Since you never told me who you are, why should I tell you where these things come from? ?”

After he finished speaking, he felt that his tone sounded like blame, and he couldn't help but feel a little guilty, and also a little uneasy, he was worried that Yang Yuan would be angry when he heard this.

"Is this the second rule of the human law you said, one thing for one thing?"

Yang Yuan's voice sounded completely lifeless, his lips parted slightly, as if he still had something to say, but those words would still spill out of his mouth, he suddenly paused, and tilted his head to look outside.

Moonlight came in through the window, and the white silk and soft candlelight intertwined, turning into a hazy light goose yellow, and the room seemed to be covered with a thin layer of mist.

Song Ruan didn't know what to pick up. He looked in the direction the other party was looking at, and saw Yang Yuan's eyes under the moonlight, like a pool of fully alive water, rippling and rippling. , full of aura.

"The moonlight is so beautiful tonight."

Yang Yuan stretched out his hand, and the palm of his hand was filled with moonlight immediately. He closed his palm, and then slowly put the hand hiding the moonlight next to Song Ruan's ear.He was a little close, and Song Ruan even subconsciously gave way slightly.

But he didn't mind, he gently stroked Song Ruan's long hair with his fingers, and a smile gradually appeared on his lips, "I will send you a flower."

"flower?"

Song Ruan raised his hand in doubt, and touched his head. When he didn't find it, he hurriedly looked for the mirror beside him. After looking at it for a long time, he didn't see it. He turned around and looked at Yang Yuan with questioning eyes. .

Yang Yuan pursed his lips slightly, showing a hint of a smile.

He saw Song Ruan Rumo's long hair falling down like a waterfall, which made his skin smooth and his face like a crown of jade, and his delicate eyebrows and eyes contained doubts, as if he hadn't noticed at all, the ear that was tucked next to his ear One, a hazy and delicate white moonlight flower still stained with water drops.

"No……"

Song Ruan looked in the mirror for a long time but couldn't find the flower. When she turned her head again, Yang Yuan had disappeared.

He thought it was a joke made by the other party and himself, so he didn't take it to heart.

In the early morning of the second day, a clean and tidy restaurant quietly opened its door amidst the rooster's crowing.

Song Ruan didn't forget to take out the reward plaque when he went out. Although yesterday's reward description did not specify the effect of the plaque, it is a gift from the system after all. It will be useful no matter what, but it is not. Just be clear.

When he and Yang Yuan carried the plaque to the restaurant, the door was wide open, Zhang Shusheng was cleaning diligently there with a rag, when he saw them coming in, he hurried over to help Song Ruan hug the plaque Come over and carefully place it on the table.

"Shopkeeper, is this your new plaque?"

Zhang Shusheng touched the plaque carefully, and couldn't help but wipe off the finger marks on it with a clean rag.

Song Ruan nodded, "Yes. This is the plaque of our store, you can inscribe it."

"Okay. Tell me the name of the restaurant."

Zhang Shusheng paused, and asked suspiciously, "But what's the name of our restaurant?"

What is it called? This question stumped Song Ruan all of a sudden. The last thing he knew how to do was to choose a name.

He murmured and murmured for a long time, but he couldn't think of a good name, so he couldn't help but start to look wildly.As soon as he drifted away, he happened to see the faint Zhongnan Mountain outside the window. He had an idea, clapped his hands and said, "Let's call it Nanshan Restaurant."

The name of the restaurant was thus decided upon.

Zhang Shusheng helped Song Ruan inscribe the characters with great care, using high-quality ink, which glowed beautifully under the light.After he finished writing, he helped Song Ruan hang it on the gate.

He hangs so high that you have to look up a little to see it.Naturally, no one noticed that the moment the plaque was hung up, a faint white light flashed across its frame.

Song Ruan rejected the friendly assistance from his elder brother and his family. The western suburbs are relatively sparsely populated, not to mention that the place is so desolate that no noise can be heard, so the new store opened for a whole morning without a single customer.

Fortunately, he didn't aim to make money, and he wasn't in a hurry.

Song Ruan sat at the counter for a while, and waited until Shusheng Zhang was too free to clean the shop from top to bottom, inside and out, and asked his permission to memorize the books for the autumn exam. Feeling bored, I plan to go to the backyard to make a cup of tea and drink slowly.

The water had just boiled, and before the scalding boiling water was poured into the small blue and white bowl with tea powder, Song Ruan suddenly heard Zhang Shusheng's shout from the front hall, "The shopkeeper, the shopkeeper!"

Song Ruan glanced at the half-poured teapot in his hand, sighed, and put it down anyway.

This cup of tea is still not finished.

He walked into the lobby and saw Zhang Shusheng standing behind the counter with a sad face, and a tall and thin middle-aged man standing in front of him. The two of them were chattering, not knowing what to say. Song Ruanguang saw the scholar's head shaking like a rattle up.

"..."

Song Ruan walked over slowly and asked, "Who is this?"

Zhang Shusheng was sweating profusely. Seeing Song Ruan as if he had seen a savior, he breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly waved to him, "The shopkeeper's shopkeeper, come and talk to him."

The middle-aged man turned around and saw Song Ruan. He probably didn't expect the shopkeeper to be so young, and his eyes were obviously surprised.But after a while, he realized that it was probably the rich kid who came out to open a shop casually for fun.

Even so, the middle-aged man saluted, then cupped his hands and said, "My surname is Wang, and I am a businessman specializing in antiques."

He paused, looked Song Ruan in the eyes again, and boasted, "The shopkeeper is so young, he is really a hero."

What kind of hero can a restaurant make?

Song Ruan also returned the salute, seeing that he didn't look like he was here for dinner, so he said haha, "I don't know if Boss Wang is here, is it..."

"I came to the capital to do business, and I came into the store today just to ask this little brother for directions."

Getting back to the topic, the middle-aged man walked quickly to the decorative shelf next to the counter, carefully pointing at a pony that Yang Yuan gave him before, Wanwan came, "but never expected to meet this little pony horse."

He said bitterly, "To be honest, my ancestors were carpenters. This pony was made by my grandpa and given to my grandma as a family heirloom. It's just that my family fell into poverty. In order to make a living , the elders of the family had no choice but to pawn the pony to make ends meet, and this was able to survive. Later, the business of my family gradually improved, but when I wanted to redeem the pony, it was nowhere to be found..."

"When the elder died, he only thought about this pony. Over the years, in order to fulfill the last wish of the ancestor, I also searched everywhere, but I didn't expect to meet you here."

Speaking of this, he was overwhelmed with emotions, then stretched out a palm, and said without hesitation, "Shopkeeper, if you can give up the love, I am willing to pay 50 taels to redeem this pony!"