I survive by acting like a spoiled child [food]

When Lu Yunxiao didn't return to China, Ruan Tang always slept alone.

He eats and sleeps every day, sleeps and eats.

At that time, Ruan Tang didn't even know how to cook, and he relied on takeaway and instant noodles every day, but he didn't feel bored.

But after Lu Yunxiao came back, the two got along day and night, and Ruan Tang and Lu Yunxiao stayed together for several months.

They didn't feel much when they were together, but as soon as they left, Ruan Tang could immediately feel a sense of emptiness.

After the sauce frozen in the refrigerator melted again, it tasted slightly different from the hot soup at the beginning. Ruan Tang tasted it carefully and decided to add some more sauce to it.

If parts of the sauce lose flavor after freezing and thawing, add a few of them and try again.

"The host has accumulated a lot of points, and you can try to exchange them for practice space. The host can simulate speeding up or zooming in on time, and you don't even need to clean up the space yourself! Every time you exit the automatic refresh, the host can use the rest time to practice cooking skills!" Xiaofa turned around excitedly, and suggested very seriously.

"How much sweetness..."

"It takes 20 points for the first activation, 1 point per hour for normal time, 2 points for doubling the time, and 2 points for doubling the time." Xiaofa can already feel the constant flow of sweetness felt it.

Ruan Tang hesitated.

He has also accumulated a lot of sweetness points, at least in addition to the most basic deduction of 3 points of sweetness points every day, Ruan Tang's remaining sweetness points can also maintain his life for a long time.

But if he really wanted to conduct experiments in the space provided by the system, Ruan Tang felt that it would cost too much sweetness.

However, he still couldn't resist the temptation in the end.

There are no initial supplies in the space provided by the system, so Ruan Tang has to buy supplies from the system mall again to cook.

He used the characteristics of the environment to practice making a variety of sauces. The space can imitate real places without charging any sweetness.

Ruan Tang used the small environment provided by the space to conduct many simulation experiments.

The taste of the sauce only needs simple adjustment to match the most suitable taste, but the ratio needs strict requirements.

Ruan Tang made it more than ten times in a row before finding the most suitable taste.

Even if it is frozen in the bottle, it can perfectly restore the taste.

Ruan Tang experimented with other flavors, and he almost spent the whole afternoon on the production, even Xiaofa admired Ruan Tang's concentration.

He constantly tasted, improved, recorded the quantity and proportion of ingredients, and finally got the most satisfactory result, and then nailed all the others.

"I'll have to experiment with the flavor retention cycle."

Ruan Tang said silently.

He came out of the space and put the prepared sauce into the cabinet.

He specially made a big bottle, and filled the entire refrigerator with several different sauces.

It wasn't until this time that Ruan Tang remembered that he was going to spend the night alone.

Obviously, I lived alone all the time... Why do I feel a little deserted now?

Ruan Tang pouted and thought silently.

He shrank into the bedroom and wrapped his head with a quilt. Early the next morning, after Ruan Tang finished preparing the dessert, he took the sauce and went to the gate of the university.

The whole shop was closed yesterday, and many students were eagerly waiting for the door to open. Ruan Tang decided to try his own sauce first, so he launched a discount on ordering meals.

He offered a [-]% discount on several dishes that needed sauces, and specifically told the two employees not to make mistakes in the calculations.

Ruan Tian has only opened for a few days, but she has already been missed by the stomachs of the students in the school.

Even if it is only closed for one day, there will be a large number of students mourning.

When it opened again today, there were more people in line than before.Ruan Tang's special dishes were ordered by several tables in a row - but Ruan Tang's cooking speed was extremely fast.

Use the prepared sauce to cook again, freshly sliced ​​and added rich sauce, the strong aroma filled the whole store after it was out of the pot, customers who have not yet stepped into the store were enticed by the aroma The worm was about to move.

"My God." Ruan Tang licked his lips.

Ruan Tang poked his head out quietly to take a look, the people in the store made him a little scared.

He quickly prepared a few dishes and served them up, trying to calm down his excitement - today's income will definitely be more than usual.

Thinking of this, his eyes bent into crescents.

Ruan Tang had been busy all day, and when he went to Zhao's home in the afternoon, he brought a small jar with him.

It's just that Mr. Zhao wasn't the only one waiting in the small yard today, several of Mr. Zhao's friends were also there.

"Little friend, how about making yesterday's meatball again today."

"That chicken is good too."

"What's the name of the red pumpkin dish? It's sweet and fragrant. It's really rare for me to see such a sweet and glutinous pumpkin."

A few old people were chattering.

Ruan Tang pursed his lips, he didn't reply, but returned to the kitchen and began to prepare the dishes that several people wanted to eat.

Ruan Tang cooked quickly, and when a bunch of dishes came out, Mr. Zhao finally spoke, "Master Ruan, I really like to eat your food, and I can enjoy your cooking at the last time of my life ...I don't think I have any regrets."

The illness deprived him of many rights, but at the end of his life he could still enjoy delicious food, and Mr. Zhao's gloomy mood improved a lot.

He invited people around him to have a taste of the delicious food.

A group of old people chatted and ate while Ruan Tang wiped his hands beside him, his laziness surprised Mr. Zhao.

"Aren't you going back to cook today?" Old Zhao asked with a laugh.

"He's not in now."

"Hey, if you're young, you're in a relationship, and it's only a day or two to quarrel."

He never knew who Ruan Tang's family was, but every time Ruan Tang hurried back, Mr. Zhao accidentally misunderstood.

Ruan Tang didn't react at first.

When he looked up in surprise, Mr. Zhao had already chatted with a group of people next to Ruan Tang's "girlfriend".

"Master Ruan will go back to cook every meal, and I don't know if he is afraid that the family members will be anxious."

"How nice it is for boys nowadays to think about girls like this."

"My boy said he was handsome, so he didn't talk to his girlfriend at all. It's really rare to see someone as good-looking and gentle as Master Ruan..."

A group of people discussed the child's relationship issue, and they couldn't keep their mouths shut for a while.

Ruan Tang stared dumbfounded at the direction of an old man's conversation getting further and further away. He didn't even have a chance to stop them, and those people had already started asking Ruan Tang when they planned to get married.

"no no……"

Ruan Tang opened his mouth, but didn't say any rebuttal words for a long time.

Elder Zhao didn't expect Ruan Tang to talk to them about his girlfriend.

Ruan Tang pinched the sauce jar in his hand, he hesitated for a while, and finally stepped forward to put the jar in front of several people.

"Sweet and spicy sauce, to eat braised fish, you only need to melt it and pour it on the fried fish without adding water."

After Ruan Tang finished speaking, he turned around and went into the room, picked up his schoolbag, and turned around to run away.

However, after going out, Ruan Tang calmed down, but inexplicably thought about Mr. Zhao's words.

"Can food really make people feel happy..."

Ruan Tang blinked silently, he pursed his lips, and slowly licked his lips with the tip of his tongue.

Maybe... maybe he could be more than just his parents' last wishes.

Cooking can make people feel happy ... and it's actually quite good.

When Ruan Tang went to Mr. Zhao's small yard for several days in a row, he could see Mr. Zhao and his group of old buddies.

Ruan Tang always leaves after cooking, and doesn't often communicate with a few people.

But the old people have a very good impression of Ruan Tang.

Maybe it's because Ruan Tang's appearance of silently cooking with his eyelashes down is really cute.

However, on the day when Ruan Tang arrived again, he found that the courtyard was extremely quiet.

Wiping away tears, Mr. Zhao's nanny cried, "Mr. Zhao has gone."

Ruan Tang froze for a moment.

He also knew that Mr. Zhao's body couldn't hold on for too long, but he didn't expect that before Mr. Zhao's birthday had passed a month, others could no longer support him.

Ruan Tang held his small backpack tightly, and he didn't know what to say when he opened his mouth.

——It’s just that he may not need to come to this small courtyard again.

For some reason, Ruan Tang suddenly felt a little sad.

Back home with the small schoolbag on his back, Ruan Tang called Lu Yunxiao just as he lay down on the bed.

Lu Yunxiao was approving documents at first, but his personal assistant rushed to City S and stood beside Lu Yunxiao waiting for orders at any time.

Then the assistant saw Lu Yunxiao pick up the phone, and asked in an extremely gentle voice, "Tangtang? What's wrong?"

Goosebumps appeared on the assistant's body.

"Mr. Zhao passed away..." Ruan Tang's voice sounded a little crying.

He really didn't want to see anyone leave...

Death is completely unacceptable to Ruan Tang.

"...Old Zhao is seriously ill. If you leave early, you can end the pain sooner."

Lu Yunxiao tried his best to appease Ruan Tang. He didn't have a deep relationship with Mr. Zhao, but he also learned about Mr. Zhao's character from Ruan Tang's words.

——That is a respectable old man.

Lu Yunxiao listened to Ruan Tang's rambling words in silence. Because of his sadness, Ruan Tang even seemed to be very confused when he spoke.

But Lu Yunxiao still picked out some useful words to calm Ruan Tang's emotions little by little.

"Lu Yunxiao, when will you come back, I miss you."

Ruan Tang, who was finally comforted, used a soft voice and a little hoarse cry, softly expressing his thoughts on Lu Yunxiao.

If he hadn't lost his temper, he wouldn't have told Lu Yunxiao that he missed him so easily.

Lu Yunxiao squeezed the microphone tightly with his palm.

His throat is a little dry.

He lowered his eyes and silently looked at the table.

His index finger and thumb pinched his little finger tightly, until the nails hurt, and he suddenly came back to his senses.

"I miss you as well."

Lu Yunxiao took a deep breath.

He finally spoke up.