The dishes I cook are invincible and delicious [System]

That night, when the lights in Yang Yuan's room were extinguished, Song Ruan quietly sat up from the quilt, and lit a glazed candle lamp in front of the bed.

This kind of lamp is small in size, does not take up much space, and the light is not too dazzling. It is usually used as a night light.

The yellowish candlelight passed through the glazed cup, gradually creating a halo around Song Ruan, and the whole room, except for Song Ruan's bed, fell into the silent blackness.

Song Ruan touched his earlobe and opened the system panel.

He took a cursory glance and found that the task bar had changed.

[Main task] Congratulations, you have successfully expanded the scale of the restaurant, and you are one step closer to the final goal!

ultimate goal?

Song Ruan changed his mind, and suddenly remembered the main thread that popped up during the system update-the dishes I cook are invincible and delicious.

So how to achieve the main line of 'the dishes I cook are invincible and delicious'?There is no doubt that according to the current route of the system, he is required to continue to expand the scale of the restaurant until he hangs a plaque belonging to him and becomes famous all over the world, becoming the number one restaurant in the world.

This system is also very smart. In order to prevent the host from enjoying himself comfortably and stagnating, it has specially set up a series of tasks. If the host is only satisfied with the status quo, then sooner or later one day he will be dragged to death by the heavy task load.Only continuous progress, step by step towards the destination specified by the system, is the correct way to prolong life.

The previous example also illustrates this point. When Song Ruan completed the task of 200 taels of turnover and began to prepare for the relocation and renovation of the new restaurant, the system automatically judged that the host was in the process of upgrading, so the turnover task was deliberately suspended , very kindly left time for the host to breathe and upgrade.

Overall, the system is both brutal and warm.

The cruel thing is that if Song Ruan hadn't noticed the rules and deduced the system's judgment mechanism, then he would be a corpse now.But there are also warm places. For example, no matter what kind of task, the system will give certain rewards. To a large extent, it has indeed helped Song Ruan, and once the system detects that the host is indeed working hard to move towards the goal and improve Sometimes, large tasks will not be released to cause trouble to the host.

The warm candlelight reflected in Song Ruan's pupils, and countless tiny rays of light spread in his eyes, shining brightly.

He suddenly understood, understood why which agreement would suddenly appear in his mind when he was dying; he also understood the real purpose of this system, not really to make him the number one chef in the world .

This industry is only arbitrarily selected by the system, and there is a deep meaning behind the important ones.

There is knowledge in every line of work, and business is the same. Just like life, there are difficulties, but there is also hope to go on.No matter how frustrated you are, stick to it, maybe there will be a miracle at the next turn.

This is the true intent of the system.

I just don't know what is going on with this mysterious force hidden behind the system?

"..."

Song Ruan came back to his senses and found that he had thought a lot in a mess and hadn't received the task reward this time.

[Completion reward] There are many rivers and seas in the world, all in the small clean bottle.

[Reward Description] The new version of Guanyin Empress's Jade Purification Bottle is shrunk (not), and the improved Jade Purification Bottle can only hold one liquid and cannot be changed.Rules of use: One per life, one per life, one per life... Smart host, guess how many ones were born in the original life?

"There are many rivers and seas in the mountains and rivers, all in the small clean bottle..."

If it is translated in a popular way, it means that the mountains, rivers and waters in this world are all in this little jade bottle?But how to explain this fairy mountain?Does it imply the beautiful landscape of the world?

No, not right.

Song Ruan shook his head slightly.

The xiaojingping bottle in this poem should be the improved xiaoyujingping bottle. If it can really hold Chuanhai, the explanation will not specifically point out that it can only hold one kind of liquid.

If we follow this line of thinking, then Xiaoyu Jingping Bottle should not be just a container.But how should we understand "one life one, one life one..." later on?

Song Ruan couldn't help feeling a little annoyed.

If it hadn't been impossible to change it, then he would definitely pour a pot of tea into it at will now, to try to see what the function of this bottle is.

He carefully read these few sentences several times.

The meaning of that poem is ominous, and multiple meanings can be derived from it.In the reward description, apart from the sentence that only one type of liquid can be accommodated, the only thing left that can be used is 'one in a lifetime, one in a lifetime'.

But what is the meaning of this lifetime?

Song Ruan relaxed her body and fell backwards, leaning against the back of the bed.He closed his eyes slightly and began to sort out his thoughts.

'Life one', the first 'one', should be the original matrix, and it can also be regarded as the first liquid injected into the Xiaoyujing bottle—let's call it water for now.Literally, this 'one' gave birth to a second 'one', that is to say, from one bottle of water to two bottles of water.

If you push it like this, the following is very simple.

One for a lifetime, one for a lifetime, after this, plus the mother body, there should be three bottles of water in total.The one in this sentence not only represents their birth order, but also means that they are the same liquid.

'Smart host, guess how many ones were born in the original life? '

This sentence can also prove Song Ruan's inference.

This small jade bottle is not just a container for storing liquids. It is similar to a salt shaker in that it can pour out endless specified liquids, but it is different in that the liquid it pours out can be specified by the host.

At the moment when she figured it out, Song Ruan immediately thought about the real use of the little jade bottle—it could be used to hold snow water from Buzhou Mountain.

The snow in Buzhou Mountain is difficult to melt for a thousand years, and the only pool of snow water is accumulated over the years at the corner of the mountain.Such things are rare, so Song Ruan usually uses it by breaking a copper plate into three petals, for fear of wasting a drop of water.

But if you put the snow water from Mount Buzhou into this jade bottle, there might be endless snow water from Mount Buzhou gushing out.

It wasn't until this moment that Song Ruan fully understood the meaning of that poem.

There are many rivers and seas in the fairy mountains. The fairy mountains in this sentence refer to the Buzhou Mountains, and the rivers and seas are a metaphor for the snow water on the mountains.

This bottle is tailor-made for the snow water in Buzhou Mountain.

Song Ruan recalled it, and when he touched his face, he turned red with excitement.

It's just a pity that the snow water that Yang Yuan brought back for him has been used up, and if he wants to experiment, he can only wait for Yang Yuan to bring the water back.

He took a few deep breaths, tried to calm down his mood, then took out the Xiaoyujing bottle and put it in his backpack, then blew out the glazed lamp, turned over and got into the bed.

On the afternoon of the second day, before Yang Yuan brought back the snow water, the three brothers of the Huang family came over with their spatulas.

Song Ruan didn't know the process of the three people and Shi Weixian tearing their faces apart. He only knew that when the three of them entered the door, there were still some slight scratches and bruises on their faces. After seeing him, they all lowered their heads and said honestly. Standing against the wall, like a student who made a mistake obediently waiting for the teacher to punish him.

Song Ruan didn't ask about their affairs, but asked Zhang Shusheng to go to the pharmacy to get some medicine for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis, and sent them to treat the wound well.

He also specially set aside half a day to give up the kitchen to the three brothers, and asked them to cook their best and worst dishes respectively, so that he could have a count on their skills.

That night, after the guests dispersed, a table was cleared out in the restaurant. There were dozens of dishes on the table. The three brothers stood anxiously by the side of the table, clasping their hands in front of them.

Their worries didn't come out of nowhere, after all, the three brothers' fields of expertise were very similar. If they were to change to a normal restaurant, at most one person would be left as the shopkeeper.Unlike Shopkeeper Song, who recruited three at once, the key is that he not only recruited all three, but also did not treat them badly in terms of benefits and salaries.

Boss Huang's sweat slid down from the corner of his forehead, he was a little worried that after Song Ruan tasted their dishes, he would feel regret for recruiting so many people.

Gaining is not terrible, what is terrible is losing.

Song Ruan didn't wipe out all the dishes on the table this time. He prepared a small plate and put a little bit of each dish in it, so that after he tried it, the dishes on the table could be reserved for everyone to eat. Not to be wasted.

After tasting them one by one, he subconsciously formed a fist with his right hand and placed it under his nose. At the same time, he lightly tapped the fingers of his left hand on the table. The jade-like fingernails collided with the table, making a rattling sound.

To the ears of the three brothers of the Huang family, the sound was amplified countless times, as if someone was beating a big drum bang bang bang between their chests.

Boom, boom, boom, boom boom.

"Ding."

A crisp sound interrupted the more and more intense heartbeats. Mr. Huang held his breath and took a closer look. It turned out that Song Ruan took a mahogany chopstick and knocked on the side of a plate of couple's lung slices.

"Who did this?"

Song Ruan asked calmly, with no expression on his face.

Boss Huang's face and body were already dripping with sweat, as if he had just been scooped up from the water.

A wave of despair suddenly hit his mind, and there was a buzzing in his ear, as if someone called in his ear.

It’s over.

He took a heavy breath and took a step forward, "It's me."

It’s over.

The hairpin promised to Xiaofeng yesterday, the private school promised to my son, and the clay figurine my youngest son has always wanted...

It's all over.

"The taste is a little heavy."

Song Ruan lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes blocked his sight, so that he couldn't see Brother Huang's expression at all, and he said matter-of-factly, "The Sichuan flavor is too strong and too spicy, Beijingers can't bear it. You improve this and make a slightly lighter taste for me to try."

After all, he has opened a restaurant for so many days, and Song Ruan is very clear about which dishes are sold more and which are sold less on weekdays.

"If it works well,"

Song Ruan knocked on his table, thinking seriously, "Let Luluo go to the West Market to promote it... No, just introduce it as a signature dish."

"..."

Brother Huang recalled from his own thoughts, and he was stunned for a long time before he digested Song Ruan's words clearly, "Shopkeeper, what do you mean, what do you mean..."

"Is there a problem?"

Song Ruan didn't know the journey in his heart at all, and looked up at him strangely, wondering if my voice was too low?Still can't speak clearly?

"no no!"

Brother Huang was relieved, he wiped off the sweat all over his face, and unconsciously showed a happy smile on his face, "No problem!"