The dishes I cook are invincible and delicious [System]

Before dark, Yang Yuan brought back the snow water from Mount Buzhou to Song Ruan.

In fact, Song Ruan was not sure whether his deduction was correct. If the experiment was wrong, then he would have wasted a precious item.But he thought about it, the system wouldn't give him an answer just like this, why don't he try it himself, and everyone will be happy if he bets right; few.

He nestled in the small kitchen that only he and Yang Yuan could enter, took a deep breath, opened the stopper of the water bag, and then carefully poured snow water into the small white jade bottle.

Different from the characteristics of the previous props that "you can't hear the sound when you throw money", when the snow water is poured in, you can hear the sound of gurgling water, and the crisp and pleasant sound of "dang" when the water splashes on the bottom of the bottle.

The capacity of the Xiaoyu Jing bottle is not large, and the entire bottle is quickly filled.

Song Ruan put the cork back on the Xiaoyujing bottle with some uneasiness, then hugged the bottle with both hands and shook it gently, praying that the Xiaoyujing bottle would remember the taste of Buzhou Mountain Snow Water... probably.

He took another deep breath, opened the cork again, and then slowly poured it into the big sea bowl on the table while holding the handle.

The water rushed out along the mouth of the bottle with a sharp mouth, and flowed into the bowl of the sea by gravity.

Snow water shallowly overflowed the bottom of the bowl.

After a while, half of the sea bowl has been filled with water.

Gradually, the snow water had reached the mouth of the bowl, and it was about to drip out.

Song Ruan quickly stopped, changed to a smaller wooden barrel, and continued to pour water.

Surprisingly, the bottle is so small, but it seems to contain infinite energy, as if as long as Song Ruan doesn't stop, it can continue to pour into it, maybe it won't stop until the water floods the Forbidden City .

Sure enough, as he thought.

Song Ruan was not experimenting, and a little excited red appeared on his face.

The ice and snow in Buzhou Mountain have not melted for thousands of years, and it took a lot of effort to melt into such a small pool. On weekdays, Song Ruan saves food and money, saves water and protects the environment.In this way, when Song Ruan went to see it last time, she still nervously wondered if the water level over there had dropped a few centimeters.

But if the snow water from Buzhou Mountain can be poured directly from the Xiaoyujing bottle without reducing the original amount, then he doesn't have to worry about using up empty snow water.

Song Ruan was itching to test the results with the water in the Xiaoyujing bottle, when there was a knock on the wooden door of the small kitchen.

He opened the door and saw that it was the three brothers of the Huang family standing at the door. The eldest was holding a bowl of couple's lungs full of red oil in his hand. The three of them were looking at him eagerly, waiting for him to make a final decision.

Song Ruan thought for a while, put his little jade bottle into the cabinet, clapped his hands and went to the lobby with Boss Huang.

Husband and wife lung slices are a famous Sichuan dish, usually with beef scalp, beef heart, beef tongue, tripe, and beef as the main ingredients, marinated and then sliced.Add chili oil, pepper noodles and other auxiliary materials to make red oil and pour it on top. [1]

Looking around, the blue and white porcelain bowl is full of fiery red. The dark meat and green celery are matched together, and there are some spicy peppers in between, which makes people feel refreshing, delicious and mouth-watering.I can't wait to eat three bowls of white rice with this bowl of couple's lung slices.

For those who don't like spicy food, they will naturally be afraid of the popularity.

But Song Ruan was different. In his previous life, he lived alone in the company dormitory. The pressure of his daily life and work was already high enough.When he just graduated, he just caught up with the unemployment wave, and the old employees were laid off one after another, not to mention fresh college students with little experience like him.

At the most difficult time, Song Ruan made a living by taking the organization’s leaflets and going to the gate of the kindergarten to distribute leaflets. For 50 yuan a day, he ate white flour steamed buns without cores for three meals, so he still hasn’t forgotten to buy them in the supermarket. With a bottle of Laoganma, I finished steamed buns one after another with the sauce.

What's more, sometimes, eating spicy food and tears come out can also numb yourself, which is the tears that were choked out.

Song Ruan turned his thoughts around, took out a pair of clean wooden chopsticks from the chopstick barrel, then lightly took the tip of a chopstick to touch the spicy oil of Husband and Wife Lung Pieces, and put it on his tongue to taste it.

"It's okay, the spiciness is not so strong."

Before Boss Huang showed a happy look on his face, Song Ruan said mercilessly, "But I can eat spicy food, so I can't do it right."

As he spoke, he took another chopstick and dipped it in spicy oil, then waved to Yang Yuan, "Yang Yuan, come here."

"..."

Yang Yuan was unwilling in every possible way, and did not dare to go against his will, so he walked over awkwardly.

Song Ruan rested his elbows on the table, still holding the slender chopsticks in his hand, "Open your mouth."

"..."

Yang Yuan had no choice but to open her mouth aggrieved, and let him put the chopstick on her tongue in a self-defeating manner.

Song Ruan, as a straight steel man, didn't feel how intimate his actions just now were. He was brainwashed by the little handyman last time, thinking that this was just an ordinary brotherhood, but the two of them used to They are all people who have been lonely for too long, so now they seem a little intimate, "Try it, how about it."

Yang Yuan smacked his mouth twice, although he was very disgusted, he still said honestly, "The taste is not bad, but it's a bit numb."

Song Ruan was thoughtful, and didn't take back the chopsticks Yang Yuan was holding, but took a new one to make a pair, and then tasted all the dishes inside.

"can."

He said.

These two words Song Ruan said the truth, Boss Huang's craftsmanship is really good, but it's a pity that these materials can't keep up with it, so that he just tasted something new and didn't remember anything else.And they are right to insist on themselves, because without this spicy flavor in it, the three brothers of the Huang family would be nothing.

"Looking back, you went into the kitchen, and there were special ingredients in it. The things you brought with you, except for the pots and shovels, don't use anything else."

Song Ruan gave them a rare smile, "I want you to make it again with the things I provided, but next time it's not for me to taste."

On the afternoon of the second day, the sun set and the afterglow brought by the scorching sun was finally blocked by the clouds, and the steaming hot earth finally got a moment of respite.

People in ancient times ate dinner early, often before the sun set, everyone had already finished their meal, walked along the street with their chubby bellies, bought half a sweet watermelon for a few copper coins, and sat at a tea stand, Eating melons while listening to books, and the cool breeze blowing by, is very comfortable.

Song Ruan thought about it all night, and decided to choose the peak time for dinner to launch his new dishes.

This afternoon, all the guests who frequented Nanshan Restaurant noticed that there were several bowls of food poured with fiery red spicy oil on the two long tables in the middle of the lobby, and there was a sign behind the food, which read a few lines Large characters:

Husband and wife lung slices, spicy and refreshing, priced at [-] yuan a bowl for early adopters, can be outsourced or dine-in.

Limited to [-] copies per day, first come first served.

As soon as this sign was hung, it was like throwing a deep-water torpedo into the empty sea, causing white waves to roll and fish stars to fly.

All the guests of Nanshan Restaurant were a little surprised.

As we all know, Nanshan Restaurant's main specialty dishes are not in the cheap area, but in the expensive area.At the very beginning, the first batch of guests that this restaurant attracted were not commoners in white clothes, but a large number of noblemen and wives.

Mr. Xu, Boss Zhou, and even the restaurants strongly recommended by Mr. Chen, can the taste be wrong?What's more, their original goal was not to satisfy their appetites, but to come here to get acquainted. In the future, in the face of old customers, shopkeeper Song will have the strength to help, so why not help?

People with such thoughts rushed in, but in the end they were all convinced by Song Ruan's craftsmanship.

Up to now, few people have entered the restaurant to look around and try their best to get in touch with Song Ruan.Every meal time, everyone rushed to occupy a seat first, and then ordered all their favorite dishes to prevent them from running out of food due to the booming business.

So when everyone saw the price marked on the sign, they were all surprised.

Fifty Wen? ? ?

What can fifty words do?I can't even afford the beads on a hairpin.Not to mention the "brothers and sisters" of Husband and wife lung slices are all hung on the wall, and the price is clearly written on it. Even a plate of clear water mixed with small vegetables costs two taels of silver!

Isn't this the main dish?Or to be more clear, it wasn't shopkeeper Song who cooked the dishes himself?Otherwise, how could it be worth only so little money.

But if so, what about the limit?

Up to now, many customers still remember Song Ruan's sales method—limited porridge products, and his users have also been broadened from this aspect.This kind of limited activity has lasted for a long time, so that now, when it comes to limited sales, everyone reflexively thinks that this dish must be delicious, and it must...

expensive.

Huang Laosan hid behind the curtain and peeked at the guests in the lobby discussing, pointing at the bowl of couple's lung slices with his finger from time to time, whispering again.

They stood for a bowl of tea, but no one offered to buy a bowl to taste.

Huang Laosan's heart sank a little, and he knocked on the door of the small kitchen with a sad face.

Song Ruan was so busy in the room that his face was covered with sweat, he had no time to open the door.Hearing the sound, Yang Yuan stood up unhurriedly, took a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from Song Ruan's forehead, and opened the door slowly after wiping off.

Huang Laosan didn't have much eyesight, and he just came here, he only regarded Yang Yuan as Song Ruan's younger brother, and said dejectedly as soon as he came in, "Shopkeeper, how long has this food been placed outside, it's almost turning gray , still no one said to buy it!"

He sighed and scratched his hair again, "Is the price too expensive?"

Huang Laosan gritted his teeth, "Shopkeeper, the three of us used to sell fresh food for more than ten yuan, or—"

"expensive?"

Before Song Ruan could speak, Yang Yuan scoffed, his voice was lazy, it sounded a little arrogant, "I'm afraid you don't know how much the things inside are worth..."

"If you only sell fifty coins, your shopkeeper will lose money."

"Isn't it just for your fame?"

Huang Laosan was stunned, he didn't know whether he was stunned by Yang Yuan's momentum or his words.

Song Ruan took out the fried vegetables and sprinkled a handful of chopped green onions as a decoration.

"Reckless, temper tempered."

Although Song Ruan said so, there was no sense of reproach in his tone. His voice was gentle, "Wait here, so as not to come back later."

as predicted.

After half a stick of incense, Huang Lao Er rushed in panting, his face and neck were red, and he said happily, "Saner, Saner!! All sold!!!"

“Not a single bowl left!!!”