The dishes I cook are invincible and delicious [System]

When people eat hot pot, it is not only for keeping warm, but also for the lively and chatting atmosphere when eating hot pot.

The difference between hot pot and ordinary dishes is that a normal dish can only be eaten by two people at most, but hot pot only needs one pot, and the ingredients prepared in advance can feed seven or eight legitimate people. A man in his prime.

A few pairs of chopsticks are squeezed together to pick up vegetables in a pot. It is lively and intimate, and the distance between everyone is shortened invisibly.

When everyone was in the middle of the meal and their heads and faces were covered with sweat, Song Ruan turned around and brought several bowls of iced sour plum soup from the kitchen.The liquid of sour plum soup has a beautiful reddish brown color, and there are a few pieces of ice cubes floating on the surface of the soup, which is clear and transparent.

Xiao Paitang, who was sitting closest to Song Ruan, quickly reached out to take the bowl. The cool temperature penetrated the wall of the ceramic bowl and clearly stained the human skin.This trace of coolness seems to be the wind before the summer rainstorm, refreshing and relieving the heat.

Xiao Paitang passed the bowl out one by one, until everyone had a bowl, and he took the last bowl, holding the cold and comfortable side of the bowl with both hands, and drank a big mouthful of sour plum soup.

"Crack, squeak—"

A strange sound came out. It turned out that several people couldn't bear the heat, greedily chewed the ice cubes and swallowed them. Their teeth trembled slightly from the sudden cold temperature. It is icy and sour, with a hint of sweetness, which is extraordinarily refreshing.

The youngest guy in the restaurant burped, his eyes filled with envy and admiration that he couldn't hide, "I think the shopkeeper's craftsmanship is getting better and better. I'm from Jiangnan, and I haven't eaten spicy food since I was a child. But I saw all the brothers scrambling to eat the pot of red soup just now, so I couldn't help but also picked up a piece of meat. I didn't expect that although the meat is a bit spicy, it has a strong aroma and doesn't tingle your mouth. It's addictive. .”

The little guy originally expressed his feelings, but after he finished speaking, he realized that everyone was staring at him, so he buried his head in embarrassment.

"you are right."

Song Ruan nodded in agreement, expressing encouragement.

Although this young man has never read any books and can't read big characters, the words he spoke were extraordinarily simple, which just hit the point in Song Ruan's heart.

He slightly restrained his smile, looked at the red soup pot with only a little soup base left, and said solemnly, "This is my purpose. People in every place have different tastes. People in Jiangnan love to eat Sweet, and those in the north like salty food; the taste in the Central Plains is lighter, but in Sichuan and Sichuan, there is nothing spicy or unpleasant..."

"Although in the capital, sweet and light dishes are the general trend. But I still hope that guests who like to eat sweet and light food will occasionally taste the pickles and spicy dishes I make. It was so delicious."

"There are five flavors in the world, sweet, sour, bitter, spicy, and salty. You have tasted all of them once, and that's life."

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Mr. He is a teacher in a private school, only one year old is the age of forty, because the teachers in his hands are all the sons of rich families, so the monthly salary is also very generous.He and his wife have two sons under their knees. The eldest son is crowned this year, and the younger son is still at the age of babbling.

According to common sense, Mr. He is very happy.

But such a man with a successful career, a happy family, and good health has recently encountered a troublesome matter. This trouble is not a big deal, and it is not difficult to say, but it is related to Mrs. He, so it is like this tricky.

It turned out that Mr. He used to be from a poor family and was a very poor boy. At that time, Mrs. He, who was also from a poor family and even let a girl be her son, fell in love with him.

But since last month, the matchmaker on West Street came to the door, thinking why Mr. He said that the matchmaker took a concubine. After being rejected by Mr. He, Mrs. He began to be hot and cold towards Mr. He, and would not listen to any explanations, even There is also a hunger strike.

The couple who were originally gluey were almost strangers, but Mr. He was so worried that he couldn't sleep well all night, and now his eyes turned blue.

On this day, Mr. He accompanied his wife back to her natal home to visit relatives, stayed there only one night, and hurried back to the capital.Probably because the time spent with her family was too short, Mrs. He kept her face on the road and sat in the sedan chair without even looking at Mr. He.

With the scorching sun in the sky, Mr. He had no choice but to stop his carriage nearby for fear of starving his wife, and prepared to take his wife in for dinner.

Mr. He got out of the carriage, looked up, and saw four large characters 'Nanshan Restaurant' written on the shining plaque on the restaurant.

He was instantly refreshed.

Nanshan restaurant is famous for its good taste in the capital. Restaurants like Huang Hexian are too high-grade, and most people dare not go in for a meal. I heard that the dishes of this Nanshan restaurant are full of flavors, delicious after eating, and the price is not expensive. It is very expensive.For Mr. He, this kind of restaurant is just right, so he doesn't have to worry about falling down the grade, and he doesn't have to worry about the price of the menu to scare him away.

Of course, the more important point is that Mr. He heard earlier that Liu Yuanwai and Mrs. Chen Fushang's anorexia were completely cured because of the craftsmanship of the restaurant owner.

Mr. He made up his mind, and led his wife, who had no energy and kept silent, up to the second floor, and sat down in a cubicle.

Soon a clerk came over with a smile on his face, bowed to the two of them, but the first thing he said was, "Are the two guests new customers?"

Mr. He nodded in surprise.

The guy laughed, and there was some pride that couldn't be concealed in his smile, "Small ones, in our store, the old customers basically come here every two or three days. Are you a newcomer or a repeat customer? We knew it right away."

However, Mr. He thought that the waiter was just a bragging service for Mrs. Wang, so he waved his hand perfunctorily, "Do you have any famous dishes here?"

"Hey! That's a lot! Let me tell you—"

As soon as the man touched his mouth, a large list of dishes spit out from his mouth fluently. Cabbage, Winter Melon Soup, Pumpkin Soup, and Pearl Jade White Jade Soup... You are so lucky today, our store has just launched a new dish, we have mandarin ducks playing with water, hot pot, red soup and clear soup, and you can drink it with sour plum soup. Cool down!"

Mr. He frowned slightly. He didn't expect that these were all familiar home-cooked dishes. The so-called new product was hot pot. He couldn't help being a little annoyed.

He hadn't finished speaking when he heard his wife, who had been silent all the way, suddenly open her mouth, her cold eyes softened a lot, "Mandarin Duck Playing with Water Hot Pot...a good name, just order this."

Mr. He opened his mouth wide and was stunned for a while, then a silly smile slowly emerged from the corner of his mouth. He couldn't restrain the excitement in his heart, and waved to the waiter, "Yes! Let's eat hot pot! Vegetables Serve me a little more, don't be shy."

Seeing that the guy was still standing there, he became a little anxious, "What are you still doing in a daze? Go! By the way, let's serve two more pots of the best Longjing tea!"

"..."

The young man rubbed his head, and the adults still forgave the guest's reneging behavior, and happily walked quickly towards the back kitchen.

This should be the first hot pot customer!

If I were the one to tell the shopkeeper the good news, the shopkeeper would be very happy, maybe he would give me a few yuan for the lotus rolls he made for Mr. Yang last night!

The boy thought happily.

"Seven, eight... twelve."

Yang Yuan finished counting the lotus rolls on the chopping board, put them in the cage with satisfaction, and turned around and asked, "How long to steam?"

"It's about a stick of incense."

Song Ruan laughed at him as he put the diced meat into the pot, "I saw you ate so much hot pot yesterday, and thought you were full. Who would have thought that you would sneak into the kitchen like a little mouse to eat at night. I When I opened the pot this morning, I was shocked when I saw the crumbs all over the place, and I thought it was a thief."

"..."

Yang Yuan coughed lightly, feeling a little annoyed, "Didn't you say to make it for me to eat? I waited in the room for a long time, and finally waited for you to come back, but when you turned on the light, you fell asleep directly. I went out and saw that the lotus rolls were hidden in the steamer, and I was so angry that I ate one..."

I couldn't hold back while eating, and just swept away all the twenty or so lotus rolls.

Song Ruan still wanted to laugh at him when he heard that, suddenly there was a sound of messy footsteps outside the door, and then a guy knocked on the door, stepped in after hearing the answer, and said happily, "The shopkeeper's shopkeeper! One serving of mandarin ducks playing with water hot pot! Two more pots of Longjing!”

Song Ruan was a little surprised when he heard this.

Because of the new product this time, he didn't plan to publicize it as much as before. He simply hung up the sign and wanted to see the reaction of customers.Unexpectedly, not long after the sign was put up, the first business came.

"understood."

When he saw the boy's scorching eyes that were about to shine, he knew what the other person was thinking.

Song Ruan smiled, and it was not easy to take Yang Yuan's lotus roll to reward Xiao Paitang—what a joke, if he dared, Yang Yuan would dare to eat a living person in front of him.

He had no choice but to dig around in the kitchen, found a few pieces of peanut candy, put them in the boy's hand, and said in a loving tone, "Take it and eat it."

It was a pity that the boy didn't get the lotus roll, but when he turned his head and saw that Mr. Yang was still standing there like a gatekeeper, he was relieved and went back happily.

The gatekeeper's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and he muttered angrily, "It's just a dish, what a mess... Even a Longjing is also reported, what's the matter, I can't make it myself."

"What do you care about with him as a child?"

Song Ruan likes Yang Yuan childishly getting into trouble over some trivial matters, but dare not turn his anger on him.

At that time, Yang Yuan was extremely bright and agile, which made him feel that Yang Yuan was not a demon or other weird things, he was just an ordinary person, living with his ordinary self illusion.

He joked, "I see that you are living more and more now, you are really a little lamb."

"Little Lamb?"

Yang Yuan glanced at him, and suddenly walked quickly towards Song Ruan.

"..."

Song Ruan saw the hostile appearance of the other party, and had a bad feeling.He hurriedly turned around and wanted to run away, but Yang Yuan had already walked in front of him, grabbed his wrist, and with only one arm, he was easily pinned down by the whole body.

"I was wrong. I was wrong."

Song Ruan hurriedly begged for mercy, but she still couldn't hold back the smile on her face.

He turned his head away and struggled gently, as if trying to break free.The moment he turned his head away, Song Ruan felt something warm touch his earlobe.

soft, like...

In an instant, Song Ruan blushed, even his neck was dyed a light pink, like a shrimp thrown into boiling water.

He heard Yang Yuan's voice ringing in his ears, the voice was still so clear after being lowered, the voice penetrated the air, as if even the space trembled slightly because of these words.

Yang Yuan leaned over him and whispered, "The little lamb is hungry...will you give me something to eat?"