The dishes I cook are invincible and delicious [System]

"You won't, let me tie it for you."

Yang Yuan's gentle voice rang in Song Ruan's ears.

He behaved intimately, wrapped the belt around Song Ruan's body with both hands, wrapped it around the back, and tied a knot slowly.The knot was tied very slowly, so Yang Yuan kept embracing Song Ruan. The chests of the two were close to touching each other. The hot body temperature penetrated through the thin fabric and through each other's clothes, soaking into each other's body. on the skin.

Song Ruan's ears were completely red, and the color was dyed from his earlobe to his neck, and then onto his snow-white cheeks. As long as the skin was exposed, it was like a shrimp that had just been fished out of boiling water. of.

His eyelashes trembled, as if he felt ashamed of this posture, and even lowered his voice two minutes, "You...you've done it...have you?"

Yang Yuan hugged him, and tied a knot behind his back with both hands. When the soft cloth slipped through his fingers and hung smoothly on Song Ruan's waist, he reluctantly withdrew his hand, " alright."

The sound of 'OK' sounded like a horn.As soon as Yang Yuan finished speaking, Song Ruan blushed slightly and pushed him away. He took a few deep breaths, as if those few cold breaths could blow away the charm in his chest.

He tried to put his face on the ground, and said in a reprimanding tone as usual, "You shouldn't be like this..."

"How am I?"

Yang Yuan saw that his hair was slightly messed up—probably messed up when he changed clothes just now, his eyes were still shining like water, his face, neck and hands were all puffed up with powder, only two lips It was red as if it was about to bleed, and it was snowy and bright.

He was slightly stunned, and asked repeatedly, "How am I?"

"you--"

Song Ruan was slightly stuck, and after much deliberation, she was still not ashamed to say such explicit words, "We'd better keep a certain distance...you were too close to me just now."

He let out a quick breath, stabilized his mind, and said, "This distance, you make me very uncomfortable."

"What distance?"

Yang Yuan lazily replied, "What did I do? I just tied your belt for you."

"But I have hands and feet, so I can tie them myself." Song Ruan retorted, "And does it need to be so close to tie a belt normally? You obviously did it on purpose—"

"What on purpose?"

Yang Yuan quickly interrupted Song Ruan's words, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and approached a few steps like a hunter waiting to catch his prey, then slowly bent down, and then his eyes closed The warm and teasing eyes met the eyes of the'prey', and he snorted, "To get close to you on purpose? To tease you on purpose? To take advantage of you on purpose? In your eyes, I am so bad, and everything I do is To get you?"

Song Ruan was slightly stunned by his possessive gaze, and the distance between them narrowed to a dangerous distance again. The man's breath sprayed leisurely on his chin and neck, and the warm breath almost made him unable to breathe. think.

The 'prey' who had lost his thinking ability foolishly walked into Yang Yuan's trap, and murmured subconsciously, "That's not what I meant..."

Yang Yuan looked at his rabbit dizzy and pitiful with satisfaction, he slowly straightened up kindly, leaving a little safe space for Song Ruan, and at the same time spared no effort to persuade him, "I know you are certainly not this It means that you are too sensitive. Didn’t you say that you regard me as a younger brother before? I am just like you, but now I am just helping a younger brother who can’t wear clothes as an older brother. This is normal. Other people’s family Brothers are like this."

Song Ruan raised his head, with a trace of uncertainty in his eyes, as if digesting what he just said.

Yang Yuan smiled slightly, and slid his fingers through Song Ruan's slightly messy hair, straightening out those long hairs with a few strokes.He stretched out his other hand, raised it in the air and flipped his palm, and a white camellia with fresh water drops appeared in his palm.

He pinned the flower around Song Ruan's waist, and it instantly complemented the camellia embroidery on the hem of his clothes.

"So lovely."

Yang Yuan praised.

"Well, it's beautiful."

Song Ruan lowered his head and saw a handkerchief embroidered with white camellia pinned beside the flower, he raised his head, "Yang Yuan."

Yang Yuan's eyes became more gentle, "Huh?"

"Can you tell me," Song Ruan asked thoughtfully, "Will other people's elder brothers tie three or four bows around their waists for younger brothers?"

"..."

The muscles at the corners of Yang Yuan's mouth were lifted deliberately by him, showing a relaxed smile, "Of course."

"That's it."

Song Ruan put her hands behind her back, made a gesture to untie the bow, and tilted her head to look at him with a half-smile, "Then I will untie this knot and let Song Yue help me retie it, what do you think?"

"After all," Song Ruan smiled, "he is my relative, brother, brother."

"..."

That night, Yang Yuan once again lost the right to eat at the same table with her crush.

·

"Winter bamboo shoots, shiitake mushrooms, chicken, shrimp, scallops, quail eggs, fish lips... huh? Fish lips?"

Zhang Shusheng, who was taking shorthand, raised his head and saw the shopkeeper with a troubled face. He shrugged his shoulders, expressing that he didn't understand these things very well.

Huang Laosan, who happened to pass by the counter, interjected, "The fish lip is made from the upper lip of sturgeon, large yellow croaker, and some sharks, or the skin with the nose, eyes, and gills dried out." s things."

Zhang Shusheng couldn't help but click his tongue, "Just two words, so much trouble?"

"Isn't that right? The more delicious the food, the harder it is to make, and fish lips are easy to make."

Huang Laosan looked at the shopkeeper who was frowning and never let go, and asked curiously, "Shopkeeper, what do you want Yuchun for?"

"..."

Song Ruan had a deep expression on his face, "Well, jumping over the wall as a Buddha."

Zhang Shusheng: "..."

This is all right, here comes a short name and a more cumbersome method.

"..."

Huang Laosan was taken aback, and his face changed suddenly, as if he knocked over a seasoning shop, it was colorful.

He held back for a long time before he said tactfully, "Master, Buddha jumps over the wall... This is not easy to do. There are only two restaurant masters in our capital who can do it, and it's not that ordinary people can't eat it."

Zhang Shusheng asked curiously, "Why can't you get the law? Could it be that they are 'special offerings' just like us?"

'Special supply' is their nickname for the limited sales method of husband and wife lung slices, so this is also different from the traditional special supply. wealthy group.

"of course not!"

Huang Laosan said sadly, "A Buddha jumping over the wall is nearly 1000 taels, can you afford it?"

Zhang Shusheng: "..."

"Not necessarily."

After hearing these words, Song Ruan felt thoughtful.

The reward recipe he got before was Buddha Jumping Wall. However, the technology and environment were not good at that time, and the customer base was also weak. Many necessary conditions could not be met, so the test method of Buddha Jumping Wall was repeatedly stranded.

But now it is different. With the foundation of Husband and Wife's Lung Pills, although the sporadic civilian customers have decreased by a large part, he has firmly grasped the landlord class and aristocratic class who can afford and are willing to spend money.

But others don't know, but Song Ruan has a bright mirror in his heart. How many of these customers are for the Minister of the Household Department and his relationship chain, and how many are for the food of Nanshan Restaurant?

There are countless restaurants in the capital, and to stand at the top of the pyramid inside, Nanshan restaurants must be high-end.However, it is impossible to win the world only by relying on a bowl of husband and wife lung slices. A complete high-end product chain must be developed in order to make the road of Nanshan restaurant more stable and long-term.

Therefore, Buddha jumping over the wall is Song Ruan's real questioning stone for opening up high-end restaurants.

But the key problem now is that the recipe only includes a lot of ingredients and the method of making Buddha jumping over the wall, but some ingredients that need to be processed - such as fish lip, did not give Song Ruan a detailed process.

This also made it extremely difficult for Song Ruan to become a Buddha jumping over the wall. After all, there was no Baidu Encyclopedia in ancient times, and all the methods depended on the experience passed down by the chefs by word of mouth.And Song Ruan is unwilling to make do with this aspect, casually relying on the ability of the system to fool diners...

"Shopkeeper, you have to think about it carefully."

Huang Laosan persuaded, "Those cooks are all imperial cooks who retired from the palace. Everyone has their own skills. It is impossible to tell you the recipe of Buddha Jumping over the Wall."

"What do I want his formula for?"

Song Ruan smiled slightly and explained, "I just want to eat and see what's in his dishes. For things like fish lips, are they made of sturgeon, large yellow croaker, or shark? I don't have any." The experience of being a Buddha jumping over the wall cannot be done behind closed doors, of course you have to learn."

"As for how many ounces of angelica they put in it, how many spoonfuls of secret sauce they scooped up, and what ingredients the sauce is made of, I'm not interested at all."

"Well, then you can go and have a look."

Huang Laosan nodded and said, "After all, the ingredients for Buddha Tiaoqiang are messy and messy. If you cook it yourself, you will mess things up and lose your mind."

He paused, and said in doubt, "However, shopkeeper, can you tell whether it's the upper lip of a big yellow croaker or a shark?"

Song Ruan: "..."

·

Huang Hexian Restaurant, in a cubicle on the third floor.

The censer billowed with smoke, filling the room with smoke.

Starting from Song Ruan sitting facing the gate, Yang Yuan and Zhang Shusheng are on the right hand, and Huang Laoer, Huang Laoda, and Huang Laosan are on the left.

Except for Song Ruan and Yang Yuan, the other four people were sitting upright, with their legs together, their hands on their knees, and their eyes were fixed on the two large blue and white pots with fragrance floating on the table, as if they were facing an enemy. .

"Cough cough."

Song Ruan cleared his throat, "Relax, I'm not asking you to eat human flesh, why are you so nervous?"

He turned slightly sideways, patted Huang Lao Er's shoulder, and said earnestly, "I heard from your brother that you love fish the most in your life, and there are hundreds if not thousands of fish that have entered your mouth. If so, I will I entrust you with the heavy responsibility."

Song Ruan raised the small tea bowl again, knocked it lightly on the table, and began to assign tasks, "Okay, you three brothers are in charge of tasting the dishes, Zhang Shusheng is in charge of recording and comparing and summarizing, and Yang Yuan is in charge of finishing. Are there any questions? If not, it starts."

"Have."

Huang Laoer raised his hand tremblingly, his usual calm expression was no longer calm, he covered his face, and said in a deep voice, "This is 2000 taels of silver, 50 taels a bite... from the shopkeeper. , how can you tell me to let go!!"

Song Ruan: "..."