The dishes I cook are invincible and delicious [System]

Song Ruan talked to him for a long time, then pulled him to the pot, scooped up some sugar juice for him to taste, and then Yang Yuan reluctantly believed that the hawthorn candy snowball was not made of snow.

Yang Yuan saw that Song Ruan was holding a spoon with a hawthorn ball in his hand, without thinking about it, he leaned forward, took the ball, and licked the outer skin of the hawthorn with his tongue, it was sweet.

He took another bite, the sourness of the hawthorn mixed with the sweetness of the sugar skin, it was sour and sweet.

"Well, sour."

Yang Yuan doesn't like to eat sour hawthorn, he commented vaguely, "It's fine if I don't let it go."

"Should I eat sugar without the hawthorn?"

Song Ruan laughed at him, "You are not afraid of tooth decay."

Yang Yuan didn't understand, "Tooth decay?"

"It's just that the tooth has been eaten by worms, and the inside has been eaten up."

Song Ruan thought that it was not good for him to eat sweets all the time, so he deliberately exaggerated to scare Yang Yuan.

Unexpectedly, Yang Yuan scoffed, he was indeed very disgusted with bugs, but his attitude was completely different from Song Ruan's imagination.

He raised his eyebrows and said with a sneer, "I don't want to trouble it, but there are insects that dare to run into my mouth? Are you impatient?"

Song Ruan: "..."

Educating children is not easy.

He thought complicatedly.

The time agreed between Song Ruan and Boss Zhou is seven days later. This time is the time for him to prepare the menu, and it is also the time for him to recuperate.

After Chen Yuanwai's appreciation meeting, Song Ruan's Nanshan Restaurant finally gained a certain popularity.

Some of these popular guests came by chance, but most of them came here because of the recommendation of Mr. Chen Yuanwai and Mr. Xu.These people ate the food and were full of praise, so word of mouth spread it. Gradually, the daily flow of people has reached a hundred people in the past few days.

While the popularity is steadily rising, Song Ruan has not forgotten to maintain the standard of the dishes.

In order not to let cheap dishes steal the limelight of high-end dishes, but still maintain a certain taste, Song Ruan added some systematic seasonings to the commonly used seasonings and mixed them.

For example, a pot of salt is usually ordinary salt, and the other half is system salt.In this way, although the taste is not soaring, it will be more delicious when added to the dishes than other dishes at the same price.

As the flow of people increases, so do the problems.

The most obvious problem is that the restaurant is too small.

It's early summer now, and the flowers and plants are luxuriant. In the city, there will be many sons and brothers with a little money going out together. When they are tired and hungry, they will come to the restaurant for a meal.

After all, due to the remoteness of the western suburbs, there is only this restaurant nearby, and the taste is delicious and the price is fair. In addition, the owner is friendly with Chen Yuanwai, Mr. Xu and others. I heard that Chen Yuanwai often comes to patronize.

So everyone flocked here with all kinds of ghosts, so that there were often no seats in the store, and tables and chairs had to be purchased outside the store. Even when the business was particularly good, the purchase of dishes was limited, and tables and chairs had to be charged extra...

Even so, Nanshan Restaurant seems to be filled with a magical power, which firmly locks everyone who enters in this small shop.

"Remove the cost of the ingredients, remove the seasoning... eh? Did Chef Wang save all the seasonings? Why does it feel like the seasonings are being consumed so slowly?"

Zhang Shusheng asked strangely.

"Well," Song Ruan couldn't help feeling a little guilty, "Maybe, after all, it's just a pinch for cooking, and it won't take much."

He was worried that Zhang Shusheng would continue to pursue, so he quickly changed the topic, "By the way, where did you just say?"

"It's about cost."

As expected, Zhang Shusheng's attention was attracted, and he continued to mutter, "Except for daily necessities and miscellaneous things, yesterday's net profit... 18 taels."

After speaking, he was taken aback by himself, and murmured, "So many..."

Song Ruan was also a little surprised. He thought for a while and asked, "Look at the sales in the cheap area and the sales in the expensive area, and which dishes are the most popular."

Zhang Shusheng is very careful when keeping accounts, and he also makes statistics by himself, so it is not difficult to look up now. "The sales on both sides are about the same. But if we want to be more serious, there are more in the parity area."

"Not surprisingly."

Song Ruan said: "After all, the price in the expensive area is hard for ordinary people to afford."

But what he didn't expect was that among his customers, the proportion of VIPs and civilians could be nearly evenly divided.

Among them, Chen Yuanwai and his appreciation meeting can be said to be indispensable.

"Shopkeeper, many customers have come to complain that there is no place to sit these days."

Scholar Zhang replied embarrassingly again, "I have adjusted the table and chair fees a little bit, but it didn't help at all."

"In the final analysis, the place is too small."

Song Ruan looked at the lobby, and reached out to take the account book in Zhang Shusheng's hand. The profit has reached a considerable number in the past few days, and with the soaring reputation of Nanshan Restaurant, this number will continue to rise .

The scale of the restaurant can no longer support such a large group of customers.

Song Ruan touched a corner of the ledger, thought for a long time, and threw the ledger on the table with a snap.

His eyes were firm, and there was a hint of joy, "I'll find someone to come and expand the restaurant in a few days."

It's going to be expanded! !

They finally don't have to squeeze in this small corner!

Everyone couldn't suppress the joy on their faces, and they couldn't help cheering! !

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Shaoyang is a well-known young man in the capital. He usually leads a dog and fights an eagle, and he looks like a playboy.

On weekdays, he not only likes to hang out with Mr. Zhang, Mr. Wang and others who are also playboys, but also likes to gamble.

His gambling chips are also different. Others gamble with money, but he gambles with women.

On this day, he just won a beauty from Ganyulou from his opponent. He lazily hugged the beauty in his arms, stuffed the silver ticket into the open skirt of the beauty, and teased triumphantly, "Beauty , what are you going to reward me with tonight?"

The beauty pushed him shyly, with a charming body and a charming voice, "My lord, I have already prepared wine in the room..."

As she said that, she smiled, and like a fluttering butterfly, she flew to the upstairs wing with that strong scent of makeup.

The fragrance made Shaoyang's heart flutter, and he hurriedly chased after him.

The two of them were entangled with each other, and you and I entered the room. Shao Yang just lowered his head and was about to kiss Fangze, when suddenly a crisp voice sounded outside the door, "Sister Xing'er, you asked me to buy the lotus paste bag and I will take it with you." Come back, you take advantage of the heat—ah!"

The servant girl was holding a food box in her hand. After breaking in, she realized the terrible scene in the room. She shyly dared not look at her eyes, put down the food box and fled in a hurry.

Shaoyang immediately lost interest in this interruption. He sat up and asked impatiently while straightening his clothes, "Who is she? Do you understand the rules?"

Xing'er had some sisterhood with that maid, she was afraid that Shaoyang would take the girl out, so the beauty leaned on Shaoyang and explained softly, "Don't blame me, sir, I asked her to buy this lotus seed paste bun specially, Xing'er tasted it, It tastes very good, that's why I bought it to let you taste it, but I didn't expect her to offend you."

Hearing her soft and charming voice, Shao Yang gradually lost his anger. He touched the woman's smooth and fat face and asked casually, "Oh... which restaurant's lotus paste buns are called my Xing'er Unforgettable..."

Xing'er smiled and said, "This family, I say you may not know the name, but I want to say that you must know the shopkeeper of that family!"

Shaoyang didn't listen to the woman's words at all, his eyes were only fixed on the woman's snow-like neck, "Oh? Tell me."

"It's the young master of the Song family. Your friend brought him here."

"..."

Shao Yang woke up from the gentle village, and asked in surprise, "What? Young Master Song? Song Ruan?"

"Yes."

"It turned out to be him."

Shaoyang snorted coldly, and tucked his clothes. He looked at the food box and felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, "It's not good to be a young master, I have to be that lowly cook..."

Shaoyang had heard about Song Ruan from Wang Gongzi and the others a long time ago. It seemed that he became famous in two rounds of the casino.

Xing'er heard his weird tone, it didn't look like the two of them got along well, she vaguely felt that she had caused trouble, so she sat on the edge of the bed and said nothing.

"Humph……"

The more Shaoyang thought about it, the more gloomy his face became, he suddenly stood up, his eyes swept over Xing'er, "You, take me to see that rundown shop, I want to see him, what the hell is going on now It looks like it."

"Ah che-"

Song Ruan sneezed loudly and couldn't help rubbing his itchy nose.

"What's the matter? Is it a cold?"

Zhang Shusheng said with concern, "Why don't you see a doctor?"

"It's okay. It shouldn't be a cold."

Song Ruan rubbed his nose in doubt, and then continued to calculate his accounts, "Build another yard, build the lobby into two floors, change the railings, walls, tables and chairs, and make the decoration look better... ...so to calculate..."

"200 taels."

He put down the brush, nodded and said.

200 taels was an astronomical figure for Zhang Shusheng in the past.

However, watching the business in the store flourish these past few days, he actually got used to it, and a little bit of pride grew out of it.

He still remembered that the shopkeeper wanted to make Nanshan Restaurant the number one restaurant in the world. Now it seems that this goal may not be far away.

"I can't leave these days." Song Ruan pondered for a moment, "I'd better leave this matter——"

He originally wanted to ask Song Yue to decorate the restaurant, but before he finished speaking, he heard the door of their restaurant being slammed open.

A young man dressed in gold and silver and jewels came from outside, with a fan in his left hand and a charming woman in his right. He said in a naive manner, "Who—is the shopkeeper here?"

He looked around, and his eyes were firmly locked on Song Ruan, who looked like he was about to pick a fight.

Song Ruan didn't even give him a look.

He turned his face indifferently, then frowned slightly, and said to Zhang Shusheng.

"Tsk, I forgot to put up the closing sign."