At the beginning, she was surprised that there were suddenly so many beautiful ingredients at home, and the taste of the dishes she made was getting better and better day by day.

When she saw that her relatives liked her dishes more and more, she was very content.

But now, it's just her family's affirmation of her that has made March more recognizable.

In addition, I developed soy sauce with all my heart before.

The soy sauce developed by ourselves will have the opportunity to enter thousands of households and become an indispensable condiment on everyone's table.

It can even be lined up with salt.

This made Song March's desire grow bigger and bigger.

Hearing Song Xingchen and Yelang's words today, a thought suddenly arose in her mind.

Then she went deeper and deeper, to the point where she was in a trance.

That is, to cook for more people.

Song Yueyue looked at Song Xingchen's face cautiously, she was ready to see Song Xingchen's surprised eyes, and then tell her her thoughts and persuade Song Xingchen step by step.

The Song family knows very well that as long as they persuade Song Xingchen, they will be half the success.

Don't look at the usual Song Father and Song Mother, there are more opportunities to be amused by Song Yue, but at the critical moment, Song Xingchen's tongue is no worse than Song Yue.

Or even a little smarter.

Who made Song Xingchen more reasonable?

Now the Song family is a very reasonable person.

Song Xingchen laughed: "Third sister, what you want to say, that's it?" ”

Song March nodded.

"Hey, what was I doing, yes, why not? The third sister's craftsmanship is so good, and it is their luck to be tasted by more people. ”

Song March laughed, and all her worries turned into a soft sigh.

"Thank you, Xingchen."

Song Xingchen shook his head with a smile: "It's okay." ”

"Then, to convince my father and mother, the third sister will ask you."

Song Xingchen O-O?

What's going on? Why do you suddenly want to help out as a lobbyist?

Song Yueyue burst into tears: "You see I'm so pitiful, my knees are broken." ”

Song Xingchen's eyes narrowed dangerously.

"Third sister, I suddenly found that you are definitely a blackened bun, wilted."

Song March grinned and smiled at Song Xingchen.

Song Xingchen sighed helplessly, knowing that he agreed.

Song Xingchen returned to his room in addition to Song March's room, and when he saw that the door of his room was slightly open, and there was a sound inside, he knew that someone was coming.

Apples and strawberries are not allowed in her room when she is away.

And the Song family also knows her default habit, and they all abide by the rules.

And there is only one person who never follows the rules.

Sure enough, when I opened the door, I saw Yelang sitting in front of a stool drinking tea, and when he saw her come in, he poured another cup of tea.

It's more free than being in your own room.

"What's wrong with the third sister?"

Yelang asked.

"The third sister fell and broke her knee."

"Seriously?"

"It's fine."

Yelang no longer insisted on saying anything on this topic.

But I heard Song Xingchen whimper and lay on the table: "Yelang, the third sister is too bad, do you know it." ”

Yelang was a little surprised: "Is something going on?" ”

Song Xingchen put his head on the table and glanced over to look at Ye Lang, the flesh on his face was all piled up under the squeezing of the table.

"The third sister wants to participate in the cooking competition."

Yelang didn't expect this.

"So what?"

But because this competition was originally hosted by the Song family, it is not impossible for Song March to participate.

"However, I don't think my mother will agree."

Yelang thought for a while and nodded.

Because of her stimulation, the Song family is now in an endless stream of door-to-door proposals.

Song Yue is still a * over there, if Song March is detonated again, Song Xingchen thinks that the three of them can pack up and leave together.

The more Song Xingchen thought about this, the more likely it became, and he opened his mouth crying.

"Yelang, did you buy your own Zhuangzi or something?"

Yelang's body stiffened, his eyes wandered, and he was stumped.

But Song Xingchen didn't pay attention to Yelang's reaction at all, but continued: "If you get a real estate, you must take us in when I and the second and third sisters are kicked out of the house." ”

Yelang was relieved when he heard a false alarm.

He also thought that the dowry he had purchased in advance had been discovered.

If he is really discovered, he must also turn it in.

When the time comes, it will be difficult if the number of dowry is not enough.

Song Xingchen waited for a long time without waiting for Ye Lang's response, looked up, but found that Ye Lang was outside the fugue world, and he was unhappy all of a sudden, and slapped the table directly.

"Yelang, you dare to be distracted when facing me."

Yelang reacted immediately, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Don't worry, I will never let you have a day of homelessness." ”

Yelang instantly entered the love talk mode, which made Song Xingchen's face burn inexplicably.

But for Yelang, this is the most basic guarantee for Song Xingchen.

In order for Song March to participate smoothly, the first step was to change the competition system, which was originally only for restaurants, to everyone can participate.

But chefs who have already posted can skip the preliminary round and go straight to the semi-finals.

Originally, there were still some opinions, and the chefs who didn't want to compete with those who didn't know where to appear were satisfied.

In fact, what satisfied them the most was the two jars of wine and a few pieces of high-quality tofu sent by the Song family.

In addition, if you win the competition, there will be a prize of 1,000 taels of silver.

This is already a huge amount of money in the county.

This also greatly mobilized the enthusiasm of all restaurants and chefs in the county.

And another competition has been added to the original rules of the competition, which is to select a private chef from all non-restaurant chefs and compete with those chefs.

Song Xingchen believes that famous teachers produce high-level apprentices, if the right chef is really selected, the Song family can also intervene in the restaurant industry.

Of course, this is still Song Xingchen's current conjecture and plan.

Yelang told Song Sanshan about his plan, and Song Sanshan became suspicious.

"Why are you suddenly looking for a chef outside the hotel?"

Yelang was obviously confident, and his answer was very smooth.

"Our soy sauce is not only for restaurants, more of our customers in the future are the general public, only when the people accept our soy sauce, can it be really successful."

Although Song Sanshan was still a little surprised by Yelang's words, he still agreed.

In the end, the news came out, which caused quite a commotion.

The number of people who signed up abounded, which was unexpected.

And Song March also came to the registration point without telling the Song family and reported his name.

When he returned to Song's house, he saw a person standing in his room.

Song Yue was startled, and Song Xingchen turned his head.

"Third sister, you're finally back."

Song March patted his chest: "You scared me to death." ”

Song Xingchen frowned at Song March's deliberately ugly clothes.

"Did you secretly sign up? I said it all, don't worry, this is our own organization, are you still afraid that there will be no quota after persuading your mother? ”

Song March smiled: "Everyone is fair, and so am I, so of course I have to sign up by myself, otherwise, how can it be fair." ”

Song Xingchen sighed helplessly, in fact, the most rigid person in the family is not Song Yang, not Song Sanshan, not Yelang, but Song March.

This stereotype is not to say that it won't work.

But in her world, everything is black and white, and she is kind and upright in her heart.

Song Xingchen knew that he couldn't convince Song March, so he had to give up.

"All, third sister, are you ready to face the storm of your father?"

Song March instantly pouted: "No." ”

Song Xingchen gritted his teeth: "You didn't dare to sign up, don't you know about you...... Someone will tell Daddy? ”

Song March deliberately wore earthy, which was different from the usual delicate appearance, but ...... Even if it's different, that face hasn't changed, is she really naïve to think that no one will find out?

While the two of them were talking, the housekeeper of the Song family came over.

"Third Miss, Madame is invited."

Song March felt a thrill in his heart.

This is the first time that Song Lu's family has asked the housekeeper to invite Song March, and this means that the mother will be very angry and angry.

Song Xingchen glared at Song Yueyue angrily, what could she do, she had already agreed, even if it was a sea of swords and fire, she had to accompany her third sister to go down.

As soon as she went out, Song Xingchen saw Yelang who came to find her, and immediately stretched out her hand to grab Yelang.

"You're with us."

I hope that Song Lu can not be too angry for Yelang's sake.

Even if you can't suppress the anger, hmph, pull someone in, and share a little fire.

Song Xingchen's thoughts were simply written word for word on his face.

Yelang smiled helplessly, and did not poke Song Xingchen's intentions, but followed them forward.

Song Yue hid at the door and saw Song Yue and Song Xingchen rushing over.

She gestured her fist at Song Xingchen, and then looked at Song Yueyue.

"March, you...... What do you want to do, but why don't you discuss it with us, now that my father and mother know, I'm very girly. ”

Song March regretted it at this time, he should be obedient.

Rubbing his hands, Song March spoke: "I'm sorry, I should have signed up late." ”

Song Yue and Song Xingchen both looked helpless.

This guy hasn't found the point until now.

Forget it, this is Song March.

The door was opened, and Song Lu yelled at a few people outside the door, "Let me in." ”

Yelang walked in and stood at the front, blocking the three girls behind him.

As soon as Song Lu looked at Ye Lang, he knew who was going to pull Ye Lang out to top the thunder.

And Song Lu had not suspected Song Xingchen before, and felt that if Song Xingchen, a ghost elf, had come up with an idea in the back, he would not have thought of such a stupid solution.

But now it seems that I still think I was wrong.

"Song Xingchen, do you really think that you can dodge by pulling Yelang to fight the thunder?"