The dishes I cook are invincible and delicious [System]

Song Ruan led his sheep back home. At this time, the rumors about Mr. Xu had not spread all over the city, and they had a good night's sleep contentedly.

And when the next morning, his eldest brother Song Yue heard the rumors about Mr. Xu and his younger brother from the servant, put on some clothes and hurried to find Song Ruan, his younger brother had already slipped away with Yang Yuan. out of the house.

The business at home cannot be delayed, so Song Yue had to put this matter aside, planning to wait until the evening to discuss with Song Ruan how to resolve this matter.

This brat, who said not to rely on his family and their help, has caused trouble now, right?

Song Yue sighed.

In fact, he also knew that the location of the shop was probably not very good. Song Ruan was suffocating and wanted to do something, so he hooked up with You Shuxing and Mr. Xu.But is the government so easy to rely on?

no.

Although it is said that officials and businessmen get what they need, but if there is a real trouble, it is still the official and senior level that will crush people to death.There is also a saying that people don't fight with officials.Or, let Xiao Ruan come back when this matter subsides...

Song Yue thought sadly.

Song Ruan, who had no idea that he was almost sent back home, was at the door of Xu's house, holding a letter of greeting in his hand, and handing it to the doorkeeper.

It was rare for Yang Yuan not to wear black clothes today. A while ago, Song Ruan thought he was a teenager but always wore such old-fashioned colors, so he secretly went to his room to measure the size of the clothes, and took them to the tailor shop to order again. Made several sets.

The clothes were actually delivered last night, and they were neatly folded by Luluo and placed on the table. Song Ruan came back a little late yesterday, and the candlelight was dim. Court replaced.

Yang Yuan had a golden crown on his head, and his black hair stood up high, showing his extraordinary spirit, which also made up for his shortcoming in stature.

He was dressed in white, with elegant and elegant camellias embroidered in a large area on the skirt. From a distance, he looked lifelike, as if the flowers really bloomed on his body.Xiu Niang also tattooed two circles of gold silk borders on his cuffs, which is unique but not high-profile.

"I don't like wearing this color..."

Watching the servant take the post to report, Yang Yuan gently tugged at his clothes, and muttered to Song Ruan.

After he finished speaking, he was about to lazily lean against the pillar next to him, but fortunately Song Ruan grabbed him quickly, "It's dirty there! You are wearing new clothes, very expensive."

If it wasn't for the change of clothes he prepared for Yang Yuan, who had never worn it, but the black clothes on his body were always clean, as if he disliked the fabric, he wouldn't have picked Su Jin on purpose. He also invited a well-known embroiderer in the capital to make it overnight, just to make Yang Yuan's clothes more comfortable.

Yang Yuan was very unconvinced, but he just snorted, then obediently walked to Song Ruan's side, and grabbed the corner of Song Ruan's clothes in boredom, "Why do we have to wait, can't we just fly in?"

"……cannot."

Song Ruan pulled back the corner of his clothes and lightly tapped his fingers as punishment, "If you want to visit someone's house, you have to post a greeting card and let them know who you are before they consider whether to see you or not. "

"Then what if he doesn't see him?"

Yang Yuan doesn't have that set of etiquette in mind, he has always come and gone freely, has no worries, and never cares about others, so he can't understand this kind of "etiquette", "Could it be that we have to wait here forever ?"

This is indeed a problem.

After all, if Mr. Xu didn't want to see them, naturally they couldn't get rid of the charge of 'murder'.

"If not, we will go in by ourselves."

"...??"

Song Ruan coughed slightly, met Yang Yuan's teasing eyes in embarrassment, then he took a deep breath, and said confidently, "I'm not the only one on the mountain. sky."

"This rule overrides all laws if necessary."

"Okay, okay, if you override it, you can override it."

He was obviously playing a scoundrel, but Yang Yuan wasn't angry at all, instead pinched Song Ruan's ear, and teased, "Now I see you as the worst little villain."

Just as Song Ruan was about to reply, he heard the red door being pushed open again. The servant who came out this time was a younger man. He was not tall and had a round head.He has a handsome face and speaks more politely.

"Mr. Song, Mr. Yang, you two are here, and we are far away to welcome you."

The servant saluted them separately. First, he finished repeating his master's words, then turned his body slightly, bent over and stretched out a hand, and said respectfully, "Please, both of you."

His attitude was very different from that of the servant last night. Moreover, this man's face was white and tender, and his gestures and gestures revealed a little bookishness. It didn't look like he was a servant who was willing to come and see the gate.

Song Ruan swept him all over calmly, looked at Yang Yuan in dismay, the two nodded slightly, and then stepped into the high threshold at the same time.

Mr. Xu was the only celebrity in front of Chen Yuanwai, and the only aide who followed Chen Yuanwai to meet the prime minister, which showed his position in Chen Yuanwai's heart.However, although he is rich and powerful, the Xu Mansion has been built extremely frugally. There is a large courtyard with various side rooms neatly arranged. In the middle is a very spacious roof, and a thick plane tree is planted for two people to hug each other.Pass through this roof, and then bypass the wing room, and behind it is a vegetable garden, where various vegetables grow luxuriantly.

Other than that, nothing else.

The servant led them to a room, then he took a few steps forward and knocked gently on the door, "Master, Mr. Song and Mr. Yang are here."

Song Ruan pricked up her ears, keenly heard a few weak coughs coming from inside, and then Mr. Xu said, "Come in."

The servant got permission before pushing the door open, and when Song Ruan and the others entered, he closed the door again and guarded the door faithfully.

This is a study room.

A study room with ten large bookshelves.

The bookshelves are full of all kinds of books. At first glance, there are basically no brand new books, but if you look carefully, you will find that none of the pages of the books are rolled up - Song Ruan can imagine that they are being read by the owner After countless times, it was carefully protected and finally placed on this mahogany bookshelf.

Passing through these rows of huge bookshelves, Mr. Xu sat at the innermost table with a blanket covering his body. He looked a little haggard and called Song Ruan, "Young masters, please sit down."

After Song Ruan and Yang Yuan were seated, he picked up the teapot at the side and poured two cups of hot tea for them, "Taste it, it's good tea. But it probably can't compare to Mr. Song's tea."

Song Ruan picked up the cup of tea in front of him, took a sip before putting it down, and said in a low voice, "Dahongpao."

Mr. Xu laughed, and there was some light on that tired face, "Mr. Song's tongue is so accurate! It's just Sanweishou."

"Mr. Xu's praise, I only tasted some when I was at home, so I remembered the taste."

Song Ruan caressed the teacup, chatting with each other, "Is this tea delivered by the staff?"

"Yes."

Mr. Xu sighed, "I don't know much about tea. But Yuanwai likes it very much, especially this robe, I can't remember clearly. Because Yuanwai likes to drink, someone will always give this to him. Sometimes Yuanwai is in a good mood, so he also Reward me some."

Song Ruan didn't make a sound, he continued to stroke the rim of the cup, seemingly leisurely, but his thoughts never stopped.

Mr. Xu was appointed by Yuanwai to appraise his culinary skills, and now the candidate has not yet been decided, but in front of Song Ruan, he confides in distress that Yuanwai's preferences have brought him trouble.

Song Ruan knew that it was impossible for Mr. Xu to give them a hint, nor should he.

But now he gave it.

Thinking of this level, Song Ruan couldn't help but began to tap the table with his fingers. His nails have grown a little in the past few days, slightly higher than the fingertips, like small buds, knocking on the table. There was a rattling sound on the table.

Since Mr. Xu took the initiative to show his favor to him, there was no reason for him to hold it.

This time, Song Ruan's fingertips landed on the table and did not lift up again.

He cut to the chase and said, "Mr. Xu, did your lady sleep well yesterday?"

Mr. Xu was slightly taken aback. He thought that Song Ruan would understand him, but he didn't expect the other party to be so direct.

He raised his hand, raised his neck and drank the cup of tea in front of him. When the cup fell, he already had an answer in his heart, "I didn't sleep well. There was a wind last night, which made the leaves rustle outside the window." Noisy, Madam didn't pay attention when she went to check, she got a bit cold."

It was cloudless last night, the silver moon was shining brightly, and there was an occasional spring breeze blowing on the face, and it would definitely not feel the slightest chill.

That being the case, how could Madam catch a cold?

What's more, there was no tree in front of the window of his door last night?

Yang Yuan propped his chin with one hand. He couldn't understand what Mr. Xu was saying, so he tilted his head to look at his shepherd intently.Fortunately, Song Ruan seemed to be thinking about something, and didn't notice his gaze at all.

Then he can look at his soft eyebrows, downcast eyes, and the curve of his beautiful face without any scruple...

This feeling not only made him happy, but also made him feel a little unhappy about being left out.

"In this case, Mr. Xu should take good care of his wife. Wind chill is not a minor illness." Song Ruan glanced at Mr. Xu lightly, and said earnestly, "If you are not careful, you will die."

"Thank you for your teaching, my lord."

Mr. Xu poured another cup of tea and stood up - only this cup, he faced Yang Yuan and said sincerely, "I am not feeling well, please forgive me for substituting tea for wine, and toast Mr. Yang."

"..."

Yang Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and after pondering for a while, he finally understood what the two were talking about just now, and the reason why Mr. Xu toasted this cup of tea.

"There's no need to offer tea."

He waved his hand, didn't accept the cup, and said flatly, "If it wasn't for Mr. Song, I wouldn't bother with your business."

"That bead protected you once, so it can't be used anymore. Find a box and put it away."