The dishes I cook are invincible and delicious [System]

The bean-heavy rain poured down, and the wind hit the oil-paper window, making a muffled rattling sound.

The servants were walking up and down outside the house, very busy.

A few days ago, the domineering young master of the Song family fell into the water once, suffered from the wind and cold, and is still bedridden.The maids had to be more vigilant, for fear that they would offend this little overlord by doing something wrong.

The little son of Song who bullies men and women and does all kinds of evil—Song Ruan looked sadly at the maid standing respectfully outside the account, and stretched out a hand helplessly, "Give it to me."

"Yes."

The maid let out a sigh of relief, and quickly handed it to him.

Song Ruan took over a small delicate bone china bowl, with a small blue flower carved on the wall of the bowl, and there was half a bowl of yellow egg custard in the bowl, which looked pretty good.But he took a spoonful and put it into his mouth, touched the tip of his tongue, and couldn't help frowning.

The salt particles ground by hand are still not as smooth as machine-ground ones, and the hen probably doesn’t have enough nutrition, and the taste of the eggs is far less tender than the modern ones, and there is always an inexplicable fishy smell in the mouth.

So what is the reason that modern people have the illusion that ancient meals are better?

Song Ruan was a little disappointed, he sighed, put the soup bowl on the bedside cabinet, made a soft 'da' sound, and ordered lightly, "Go down."

"……Yes."

Song Ruan heard the servant girl's voice trembling slightly, saw her salute to him, and then quietly went out the door with the bowl in hand.

The sound of the rain gradually subsided, the candles flickered in the room, the light was soft, warm and quiet, the bright red bed curtains had been removed and replaced with light blue, which looked more refreshing.

Song Ruan was half-sitting on the bed, his hair was loosely scattered on his shoulders, and the warm light reflected on his side face, making this face even more beautiful like jade.His shallow eyebrows were slightly raised, and there was still a little melancholy in his eyes.

If others were to judge, the current Song Ruan is completely a quiet, weak, and polite son, how could he still see the rampant appearance in the past?

He is indeed not the little overlord who fell into the water and died. The lonely ghost in this body came from the modern times thousands of years later and died in a traffic accident.When she opened her eyes again, Song Ruan had already arrived in this strange world that had never been recorded in history.

Song Ruan was not without gratitude.

He lost his father and mother when he was young, and was abandoned many times in the orphanage, so he developed such a cold appearance and closed heart, he thought he would die in that car accident, but he didn't expect that God treated him well , really gave him a second chance.

"Grumbling--"

Song Ruan was relieved from the memories, touched his flat stomach annoyed, and thought that everything here is good, but the taste of the food is too weird. So far, he has never eaten a meal that can make people eat Swallow full meal.

Why don't I go to the kitchen to see it myself, if I still make it look like this, then I will admit it.

he thinks.

Song Ruan did what he said, he lifted the curtain, and put on his clothes clumsily.His hands and feet, which had not been moved for many days, were a little weak, so he had to take an oiled paper umbrella as a crutch, and then went out.

In the yard, several girls were sitting around on a small horse.Peeling edamame while chatting, whispering and laughing.When the maids heard the movement of the door, they turned their heads subconsciously, and saw Song Ruan leaning on the door frame, watching them laughing lazily, they were startled, and quickly put down the things in their hands to help them.

"Why did the son come out?"

One of the older maids came over and said with a smile.

Song Ruan knew that she couldn't change her image of the devil in their hearts for a while, so she just said, "Help me to the small kitchen."

"My lord, if you want to eat something, the slaves will help you make it."

The servant girl supported him, with a perplexed expression on her face, and persuaded in a low voice, "The kitchen is dirty and messy, and things are misplaced, why should you go in and dirty your clothes?"

Hearing the previous sentence, Song Ruan subconsciously touched his flat stomach, shook his head decisively and walked forward.

The servant girl had no choice but to follow him and show him the way.

The small kitchen is just outside Song Ruan's yard, just a few steps away.

Song Ruan pushed open the door, and at a glance, the windows inside were bright and clean, and the ingredients were neatly placed in the baskets. There was no debris on the cutting board. Several kitchen knives of different sizes and models were hung up in order, and were sharpened by the knife sharpener. The firewood was sharp and shiny; the firewood was bundled into bundles and placed in the corner of the house.

"..."

He really couldn't understand, how could this be called dirty and messy?

There was a large jar in the corner of the room. He lifted the lid and saw that it was filled with flour.

Song Ruan stretched out his hand to grab a handful, and was thinking about whether to eat rice or make noodles, when suddenly there was a beep in his mind, and in an instant, two lines of small blue characters slowly floated beside his hand:

[Tip] Trigger the key props, the system has been activated, and the task has been released, please go to the background of the system to pick up the recipe.

[Tip] System trigger method: Press twice on the red mole behind the earlobe of the left ear, and the system will be turned on.

Song Ruan was stunned.

It turned out that when he was unconscious, the voice he heard really existed.

At the crucial moment, it was this system that saved his life, brought him to this unknown world, and gave him a pair of parents who loved and protected him.

Song Ruan smiled subconsciously, and he pressed his earlobe twice according to the method prompted by the system, and the panel fell in front of his eyes, and the task bar had been updated as expected:

[Mission Description] Please make an admirable lotus paste bun.

[Completion reward] You will get a novice gift package, a very poor gift package, don't look at it.

"..."

Song Ruan found that there was an attachment below, and he clicked on it, and it turned out to be the recipe for lotus paste buns.

"Knead the dough repeatedly, cover it to ferment at room temperature...after the pan comes out, the lotus paste buns are round and lovely, the sand is sweet and soft, sweet but not greasy."

There is no difference in the method written on it, except that there is a small black shadow at the bottom of the recipe. Song Ruan carefully identified it, only to find that there is a line of teeny lowercase written on it: automatically bound after falling, and after binding, each recipe specifies The dishes all have the potency described in the recipe.

In other words, will the dishes he cooks according to the recipe have the same effect?

Song Ruan was thoughtful.

That being the case, it is better to give it a try.

Looking at the ingredients on the menu, he turned around and ordered the maids standing aside to wash and grind the lotus seeds, while he put the flour into a large porcelain bowl, slowly poured water into it, and prepared to knead the noodles.

The flour passed through his hands, and after a while, it turned into a whole smooth white dough, which was divided into small dough by Song Ruan, and after natural fermentation, it became white and fat, and it looked like a piece of dough when placed on the chopping board. Rows of little snowballs.

A lot of firewood has been stuffed into the stove door, and the lit fire illuminates the room very brightly. There are two pots on the table, one of which is filled with half a pot of water, which is not fully cooked, and occasionally there are a few small bubbles silently. The ground floated out, and broke open with a 'sigh' the moment it touched the air.

Song Ruan poured a spoonful of soybean oil into the empty pot, and the oil star couldn't wait to explode in the pot. When the oil was hot, he poured in all the lotus seed powder and sugar. A plate of lotus seed paste with a white heart.

Stir-frying lotus seeds and sugar together not only removes the natural bitterness of lotus seeds, but also the fried lotus paste is not only fragrant and sweet, but also has a subtle freshness when you smell it carefully.

"smell good……"

A rather young maid secretly took a breath and couldn't help whispering.

Song Ruan was also a little surprised. Before he was reborn, he was alone, busy with work, and often made do in the company's cafeteria. Although he could cook, the level of cooking was only at a level that could be seen and eaten.But this time, the lotus paste he fried at will has a clear fragrance that he has never smelled before. clear.

The stuffing heart and dough are ready, and the next step is much simpler.

Song Ruan rolled the dough into a uniform thickness of dough, then wrapped the fried lotus paste into the dough, delicately formed the dough into beautiful buns, and finally put the lotus paste buns into the steamer to start steaming.

After half a stick of incense, the steamed stuffed buns are already ripe. They are all petite and white. From a distance, they look like a bunch of bunnies together. They are very cute. The steaming heat and aroma are mixed together. If it weren't for the kitchen The scenery is not right, otherwise it really looks like a palace on the moon.

Song Ruan felt a little regretful, and whispered softly, "If I knew it earlier, I would have made it look like a rabbit, it looks better."

The servants had been staring blankly for a long time, and there was a series of ups and downs and 'wow' sounds.

Song Ruan got some water on her hands before going to get the lotus seed paste bun, and took a bite under the enthusiastic gazes of the maids. As expected, the taste was distinct. Although the lotus paste filling was slightly hot, it was not disturbing. After scalding the tongue, it looks extra sweet and fluffy. Even the skin of the buns is soaked in the sweetness and freshness of lotus seed paste. The combination of the two makes the taste even better.

He ate two before he was satisfied, and when he came back to his senses, he heard the voices of a few younger girls behind him swallowing saliva.

Seeing their greedy faces, Song Ruan couldn't control his facial expressions, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up.

He was originally handsome and handsome, but he threw away all the gaudy clothes of the original owner and replaced them with fresh and clean colors, which on the contrary highlighted the beauty of his face.He pursed his lips into a smile, and then he was a little shy after laughing, and turned his head away in embarrassment.

The girls were all stunned, and immediately forgot his past domineering behavior, and blushed quietly.

Song Ruan turned away, shyly looked at those steaming lotus paste buns: he wanted to choose some good-looking ones to send to his father and mother.

"Da da da!"

Song Ruan suddenly heard hurried footsteps faintly sounding outside the door, and then a little boy who was not up to his shoulder rushed in. He was dressed gorgeously, with countless gold, silver and jade tied around his waist and body, and the bells rang when he walked. .

This little boy who is younger than him also has delicate features, and he has not yet shed the childishness of a teenager.

"Second cousin!"

Song Ruan saw the child coming into the house, called himself affectionately, then sniffed around, his eyes lit up when he saw the lotus seed paste bun, and he exclaimed, "What is this, it smells so fragrant!"

When the maids saw this child, they all showed a relaxed and fond look on their faces, "This is the lotus paste bag made by the young master."

Song Ruan didn't know him, but he also understood from the conversation that this child was his cousin.

He didn't speak, but when the cousin looked at him expectantly and inquiringly, Song Ruan nodded gently and tenderly.

"Thank you second cousin!"

The little cousin looked happy, and just wanted to go over to get one to eat, but he remembered that since the second cousin made these delicious food, they should be given to the uncle and aunt first.

He swallowed, and although he was very greedy, he still said sensiblely, "Second Cousin, you can choose a few for your uncle and aunt to eat first, and I will eat the rest of you."

Song Ruan was a little surprised, he didn't expect this little cousin to be so sensible.

He reached out and touched the other person's head. For some reason, his heart was always warm, "If that's the case, let's give the elder brother a copy too."

As soon as this remark came out, the little cousin and all the maids stared at him in shock.

"Second cousin," the little cousin opened his mouth wide in surprise, and he stared at the stack of lotus seed paste buns with wide eyes. The silly look was cute and funny, "Isn't this bun poisonous?"

Song Ruan looked at a loss: "Huh?"