The dishes I cook are invincible and delicious [System]

Zhang Shusheng officially stayed at home and started a crazy pre-exam review. Song Ruan was afraid that he would become a bookworm, so he asked Lu Luo to take care of Zhang Shusheng when he was not at home, delivering meals, washing clothes, and taking care of him. Take a look at his life.

On the other hand, the new accountant of Nanshan Restaurant also came over. He was transferred from the tea shop by his elder brother, and he was quite reliable.He is a thin and small middle-aged man, with two sunken cheeks because he is too thin, which is not a pleasing appearance.There are still two mustaches around his mouth, and he doesn't like to talk to others very much.

When he was free, he was leaning behind the counter, holding a fortune telling book in his hand, and still talking.

Sometimes Song Ruan was afraid that the lobby would become a large missionary site.

Fortunately, the accountant is very good at enclosing himself, and he will not walk halfway to pull the guy over to read his palm. He is also serious and responsible in keeping accounts. Song Ruan checked the accounts for a week and found that he had nothing wrong, so he also I feel relieved a lot.

One person is missing, and another person is added. From a mathematical point of view, everything in the store is the same, but everyone knows in their hearts that something is different.

A few days before Zhang Shusheng left, the atmosphere in the store was a bit sluggish, and Song Ruan didn't pull everyone over for psychological counseling—after all, he is not the material to be a spiritual mentor.After a few days, when the white and clean scholar Zhang came to the store with some things, everyone was surprised and happy.

"The shopkeeper, Young Master Yang, Brother Huang."

Not only did Zhang Shusheng not look haggard, but his cheeks were still full of healthy blood. He greeted everyone one by one, scratched his head in embarrassment, chatted for a while, and then handed the box in his hand to Song Ruan. "Shopkeeper, this is what my wife asked me to send here. She said that she knows that you are the busiest and most tired these days, so she doesn't want to disturb you, but just sends some supplements to help you replenish your body. Don't get tired."

What he said is absolutely right, the autumn test is coming soon, the young students who go to Beijing in the past few days are like rice in the field, crop after crop, and there are many new customers in the restaurant. Young talent, young face.

"understood."

Song Ruan took the things over, glanced at Zhang Shusheng again, and sighed with a smile, "I was worried that you would die of studying, shut yourself in the room every day, and asked Luluo to take care of you. Look, why do I think you are a little fatter?"

I don't know which word hit Zhang Shusheng's point in this sentence. He scratched his blushing face, and said unnaturally, "Thank you shopkeeper, and also, thank you Miss Luluo."

Song Ruan was slightly taken aback, and always felt that this sentence was a bit strange, but before he could react, he was called away by someone.Therefore, this sentence is like a leaf falling on the water, only a water ripple appeared, which was quickly covered up.

The return of Zhang Shusheng gave the somewhat sluggish Nanshan Restaurant a shot in the arm, and immediately restored its previous vitality.

"I really don't understand," Yang Yuan sat on the table in the small kitchen, with two sky-defying long legs dangling under the table, holding a gnawed tomato in his hand, shaking his head while eating , "What are people thinking? Obviously Zhang Xiucai has left, but just because he came back, everyone's mood has completely changed... I really don't understand."

"Get down."

Song Ruan patted his leg indifferently, ignoring his question, "You are not allowed to sit on the table."

Yang Yuan went down very obediently this time, stuffed the half tomato into his mouth, then put his arms around Song Ruan's waist, put his chin on his shoulder, and chased after Song Ruan. asked, "Why?"

"I'm in a panic."

Song Ruan shook his shoulders, several times, and found that Yang Yuan was completely unmoved, so he had to hang Ren him on his body, "What's so strange?"

Although he muttered so much, he still answered patiently, "Because everyone thought that Scholar Zhang would never come back after he left. If he was named on the gold list, he would be an official. How could he still interact with everyone? But Zhang Shusheng came back to see everyone at the critical moment of Wenshu, which shows that he is not the kind of person who forgets when he is rich, and everyone's emotions recovered naturally."

Yang Yuan hummed, and finally spit out two words as a summary, "Trouble."

"Humans are such troublesome animals." Song Ruan sighed, took a knife and began to cut mushrooms, "What you see now is just the tip of the iceberg."

"But you're not bothering at all."

Yang Yuan's voice rang in his ears, like goose feathers plucking the strings, his ears were numb.Song Ruan heard him say seriously, "You are so easy to understand."

"..."

Song Ruan rolled up his sleeves helplessly, and showed him the mother-of-child chain, "That's because you cheated, okay?"

"no."

Yang Yuan stretched out her hand to hold his somewhat too thin wrist, and rubbed it lightly twice, "You are easy to understand. The first time I saw you, I thought, this person is really easy to understand, and he can write down everything on his mind. It's on the face."

What thoughts are written on your face?

how is this possible.

If this is the case, how could he in his previous life be called a cold-faced monster behind his back, live alone in a two-person apartment and eat takeaways, and the boss would 'accidentally' miss him when he gave out red envelopes during festivals...

how can that be possible.

"That's right, I can understand it without that thing."

Song Ruan raised his face in surprise, only then realized how could he have said that sentence by accident.

Yang Yuan let go of his hand slightly, and broke Song Ruan's shoulder, making him face her.Then he stretched out two fingers and clamped Song Ruan's chin, carefully looked at it several times, and finally came to a conclusion, "It's so easy to understand, just read carefully...you are always so unconfident. "

Song Ruan was slightly taken aback.

Seeing him staying there, Yang Yuan was afraid that he would feel uncomfortable, so she quickly added, "Probably because I like you so much, so I look at it more carefully than others."

After finishing speaking, he himself felt that the sentence just said was like being soaked in a sugar jar, it was so sweet, so he pouted and leaned over happily, and said indistinctly, "I want to kiss. "

Song Ruan: "..."

Obviously I was very moved when I said that love words just now.

Mr. Song, who was so disgusted in his heart and even had the word Sichuan appearing between his brows, still stood on tiptoe slightly, raised his head, and gave the only man who could understand him a kiss that tasted like a candy jar.

·

Because of falling in love, Mr. Song, who was coaxed by his boyfriend to play the game of "kiss me and see if I will kiss you, and if I kiss you, come back" for several days, finally remembered the serious thing.

"It's all your fault!"

Song Ruan took advantage of the fact that the store was not open, and hung the menu card of 'Buddha Jumping Over the Wall' newly written by Zhang Shusheng on the wall, "Obviously we will start promoting new dishes yesterday!"

Yang Yuan hugged his leg from below, afraid that he would fall, so she replied with a good temper, "It's all my fault, it's all my fault. Today I am punished not to eat the dishes made by Boss Huang."

Song Ruan: "..."

Yang Yuan didn't eat spicy food in the first place, so what's the difference between being fined and not being fined?

And in the end, he will definitely have to cook a small stove alone!

"No one will buy it at such a high price."

Yang Yuan looked at the 500 taels of silver that followed the menu, and there was a sentence that limited to five jars per day, and he clicked his tongue, "I don't think we should push new ones, anyway, the smell of wine is not afraid of deep alleys, it will definitely be as good as hot pot." Fired up together."

Song Ruan glanced at him.

"..."

Yang Yuan grabbed Song Ruan's sleeve. He was obviously a head taller than the other party, but acted like a big dog, "Don't push it, okay? It's going to be very busy."

The most important thing is that when you are busy, you will definitely ignore him again!

"..."

Song Ruan touched the goose bumps on his hands, and ruthlessly pushed away the face he was leaning towards to kiss, "Don't talk like a girl."

Yang Yuan turned his face away disgruntled.

I don't know what's going on these few days. Girls always come to the store to strike up a conversation with Song Ruan for various reasons. I threw away a handkerchief with my own name embroidered on it, that’s all, there are even more exaggerated girls who embroidered their surname, family name, and even what kind of official their father is on the handkerchief. Looking at it this way, it will be a matter of time before things like 'how many fields and where are the ancestral graves at home' are embroidered...

Song Ruan thought about it, and felt that it was too much, so he touched Yang Yuan's resentful face, and coaxed, "Be good, I will definitely push Buddha to jump the wall these few days, after all, when the autumn test is released, everyone The family banquet and the official banquet at home are about to go, I have to seize this opportunity... I will cook something delicious for you tonight, okay?"

Unexpectedly, Yang Yuan's face became even more resentful, "Give me something delicious... Are you coaxing children?"

Song Ruan: "..."

No, you clearly liked this half a month ago.

Yang Yuan suddenly came over and smiled softly in his ear, "Everyone is not young anymore, if you want to coax me...you have to use the coaxing method of coaxing your husband, right?"