The dishes I cook are invincible and delicious [System]

The moon hung on the treetops, and the boy was dressed in black, almost blending into the black night.

"Let's go."

The leading man said calmly.

The third child immediately wanted to stop him, "Brother!"

"Anyway, there is no way out."

The boss said slowly, "The day after tomorrow, if we don't leave the day after tomorrow, we will be kicked out of Shiweixian. If that's the case, then let's go and hear what they want to do."

Inside Nanshan Restaurant, candles were brightly lit.

When Yang Yuan pushed the door back with three men, Zhang Shusheng was still sorting out today's account books.Song Ruan also just came out of the small kitchen. He was still wearing a small white camellia apron, holding two plates of mung bean cakes in his hands. He smiled when he saw them, "It seems that my timing is just right, everyone take a break Take a break, Zhang Xiucai, and you can eat some too."

As he said that, he put a plate of mung bean cakes on the two tables respectively, and then sat at one of the tables, beckoning to the three brothers naturally, "Come and sit."

The waiters in the store, including Zhang Shusheng, sat down at another table with great interest.

The three men hesitated for a long time, but they still walked over, sat on a stool by themselves, and surrounded Song Ruan.

Now, there is no room for a four-seater Eight Immortals table.

Before Song Ruan could speak, Yang Yuan took a chair over very naturally, and sat next to him, on the same side as him.

"What are the names of the three?"

Song Ruan didn't feel too crowded, so he took out both hands and poured a cup of tea for each of the three brothers.

"Our brothers are all rough people, and we don't have a good name."

The boss stroked the warm teacup in front of him, and said in a deep voice, "My surname is Huang."

"Brother Huang."

Song Ruan yelled kindly, he smiled slightly, and sat up straighter, and his gestures really looked like a big shopkeeper, "Ming people don't whisper, it's so late, I won't delay everyone time."

"The three of you are invited this time for one purpose. I don't know if the three of you are interested in coming to Nanshan Restaurant. Our restaurant just lacks a chef who can cook Sichuan cuisine."

Hearing this, Zhang Shusheng calmly went to deliver the things he had prepared to Song Ruan.

Song Ruan took it, and turned directly to Brother Huang without looking at it, and lightly pressed the tip of his middle finger on the thin, slightly yellowed paper, "The monthly salary is three taels of silver, including food and lodging. The shop has just opened, and some things have not been considered carefully, so if you have any concerns, you can talk about them first, everything is easy to discuss."

The piece of paper is facing Brother Huang, and the words on it are also very large, but the benefits on it are not as simple as Song Ruan's understatement:

The monthly salary is three taels of silver; board and lodging are included; the working hours are rotated, and one person takes turns, and it only takes more than four hours a day. You must know that in the entire capital, which cook doesn't work seven or eight hours in a row?

Not only that, if you have [-] attendances per month, you can get some extra money this month.

This benefit is also completely different from other restaurants. For example, Shiweixian’s rule is to give commissions according to the number of meals sold by each chef. Sichuan cuisine is not popular in the capital, so the three brothers of the Huang family are still struggling. Shi Weixian is driven out, unless they can find a restaurant to take them in, otherwise they can only pack up and go back to their hometown.

In addition, there are a lot of small benefits, such as some small gifts or some small money in restaurants during the holidays. Although it is not a big amount, it is a kind heart after all.

……

Big brother Huang read several times back and forth, his throat was dry, and he couldn't help but took a big sip from the tea bowl in front of him.

His heart was indeed moved, he hesitated and struggled, his lips trembled, as if he was about to respond in the next moment.

At the moment when Big Brother Huang was about to make a sound, Second Huang was keenly aware of it, pressed his wrist suddenly, and said in a low voice, "Brother!"

His eyes were dim, but there was persistence in his voice, "I can't... I can't."

Delicious food is the world that their grandparents managed to conquer with great difficulty. Losing the land deed, house deed, and the imperial plaque is already a disgrace to their ancestors.How could he go to the new owner across the street?

Anyway, when I go home, at least I won't look up and see that dazzling and familiar plaque, causing a series of guilty feelings.

"..."

Brother Huang's fingers trembled violently, and he flinched a little.

"Second brother Huang, are you running away?"

Song Ruan knew that this was the heart knot of the three brothers of the Huang family. If he didn't open this knot, then he would not be able to bring these three generals under his command.

"I know that the brand of fresh food is very important to you, it is the country laid down by your ancestors."

Song Ruan said, "Forgive me for asking, what did your ancestors -- oh, I'm talking about the ancestors before the creation of Shiweixian?"

They all looked at each other, not knowing why Song Ruan asked this question, only Huang Laosan replied, "Our ancestors were farmers."

"Farming."

Song Ruan snorted, and asked again, "Then I dare to ask you, your grandparents gave up farming and came to cook and do business instead. Did they destroy the inheritance of the ancestors? Do you think they are ashamed?" Have you lost your ancestors?"

The three brothers didn't expect Song Ruan to use their family's example to refute them, and the three of them were stunned for a moment.

"With all due respect, even if you are now given a chance to make a comeback and return to being the shopkeeper of Shiweixian, the person who will be rewarded with the imperial plaque is still your ancestors, not you. In the future, if future generations use this The craft is passed down, presumably the ancestors who created Shiweixian in advance, so what does it have to do with you.”

Song Ruan sighed slightly, and this time his tone became much more serious and steady, "Man, how can you be short of ambition in your chest? If it were me, I would not only get back the delicious plaque, but also I will win the second imperial plaque!"

The second imperial plaque!

It's really... a big breath.

The three brothers raised their heads and fixed their eyes on Song Ruan.But the people being watched did not panic at all, their expressions were calm, and for some reason, they found some hope from that expressionless face.

"Young Master Song is right."

Brother Huang spoke again, his voice hoarse with excitement, "I don't expect to achieve greater glory anymore, it's just...our only wish is to get back the plaque. But if we can..."

What if... it can be done?

After all, this is the foot of the emperor, and when you look up, you can see the high cornices in the Forbidden City from a distance.

If there is no possibility here, isn't it even half hopeless to go back to Chuanzhong?

"Will do."

Song Ruan finally showed a relaxed smile, and he read in a low voice, as if speaking to himself.

Yang Yuan, who had been listening for a long time, turned his head slightly to look at Song Ruan's side face when he heard the words, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips, and echoed softly, "It will definitely."

He's really easy to please...

Such a simple wish, I will help you realize it.

"Then thank you sir."

Brother Huang breathed a sigh of relief, then turned the piece of paper in front of Huang Laosan, and said softly, "Lao San, you can press your fingerprints."

"Big brother!"

Huang Laosan almost jumped up from the chair, but when he was about to get up, Huang Laoer held his shoulders.

"Second brother!"

"Third, listen to your elder brother."

Mr. Huang was very strong, he put one hand on his younger brother's shoulder, and Mr. Huang, a tall and strong man, couldn't move under his hands.

He also had a calm expression on his face, and said in a deep voice, "You were the most talented in the family when you were young... If you didn't hang out with us, you wouldn't have fallen to this point, and you wouldn't even be able to marry a wife. Brothers I'm not capable, but I can't let my brother be wronged in this matter...you can sign it."

Brother Huang also persuaded, "San'er, listen to us. We will go back to Shuchuan, and we won't starve to death..."

Song Ruan looked at them as if they were acting out a bitter drama, and was a little surprised, "You don't have to push around, I want to sign the three of you."

"..."

Second Brother Huang withdrew his hand silently, and Third Huang also sat upright on the chair with an embarrassed expression on his face.

Brother Huang coughed, took the pen next to him, dipped some ink, and wrote his name awkwardly, and his two younger brothers also signed their names.

After signing, Brother Huang showed a sincere smile, "Shopkeeper, I will trouble you in the future."

He really thanked the young son.

After all, he has been in the capital for so many years, and he knows the tricks of oppressing and deceiving people in the circle like the back of his hand.Song Ruan could tell at a glance whether what was written on this piece of paper was false or true.

When the three brothers were about to have nowhere to go, they could still send charcoal in a timely manner. The three brothers would remember this love for a lifetime.

The moment they finished signing, Song Ruan's earlobes began to burn slightly.

He was a little surprised, not knowing what news the system released this time.

He deserted for a moment in his heart, but his expression was very calm, and he smiled friendlyly at the three of them, "You can go back tonight and pack your things along the way, take care of everything, and come to work the day after tomorrow. Our restaurant There are not many rules, it's very casual, so don't be restrained, if you have any difficulties, you can come to me, I am usually in the small kitchen. Or you can find Yang Yuan, it's the same."

As he spoke, Song Ruan pointed to the young man beside him, and there was an intimacy and familiarity in his tone and movements that he didn't realize.

The shopkeeper has already helped a lot by keeping all three of them, so why would these people trouble Mr. Song again?

Brother Huang also understood in his heart that the day tomorrow will be reserved by the shopkeeper for their personal affairs.

The three brothers have been entangled with Shiweixian for so many years, and it's time to make a break.