Relying on the system of criticizing people to become a god in farming literature

Cheng Yao looked at the other party seriously and attentively. She felt that Ruan Qiaoyun looked soft, but there was a toughness inside.

Being stared at by Cheng Yao, Ruan Qiaoyun felt a little embarrassed and wanted to dodge his eyes, but pretended to be calm.

She didn't have much chance to go out on weekdays. Today, by chance, she happened to go shopping with her family.

The moment he saw the notice, Ruan Qiaoyun couldn't move.

She felt that God had handed her an opportunity. If she didn't work hard, she would probably not be able to sleep well every night.

So, regardless of her family's obstruction, she plunged in resolutely.

If we fail today, we don’t know what kind of bombardment we will face when we go back.

Fortunately she succeeded! As long as the restaurant is willing to accept her, it means that she can receive a salary and be able to support herself.

Ruan Qiaoyun didn't want to be poked in the back by her mother-in-law every day, saying that if she wasn't obedient enough, no husband's family would want her in the future.

If not, then there is nothing. Is this a big deal?

Besides, she herself has been wasting her time for several years, and men of the right age have long since looked down on her.

That was fine, because she was too lazy to change places and continue to be a labor woman.

Ruan Qiaoyun shrank her feet unnaturally. Although she tried her best to hide it, it was not difficult to spot her if she paid attention when walking around.

One of the important reasons why she was left at home for so many years was because of her sloping feet.

Women in this era are inherently cheap, and if they are damaged, they will be picked on even more.

If he hadn't thought about how she could help the family, I'm afraid she would have been kicked out long ago.

Thinking of this, Ruan Qiaoyun laughed at himself.

Making pastries was one of the few sweet things she could find in this bitter life.

But because making dim sum requires a lot of fine ingredients, there are very few opportunities for her to get started.

The ingredients every time were replaced by the purses she had worked out all night.

Ruan Qiaoyun looked at the Fuchun Restaurant in front of him and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. After coming here, he could finally show off his skills.

While Ruan Qiaoyun's thoughts were about to drift out of the sky, Cheng Yao was also observing the other party silently.

Ruan Qiaoyun's cheeks were slightly red, like peach blossoms in early spring, with a natural rosiness.

The color of her lips is light, and when she smiles, two shallow dimples will appear on her lips, which is cute and friendly.

The clothes were obviously not new, with some oil stains and small patches, but they were washed very clean, and it was obvious that they wanted to show their best side to others.

He was wearing a pair of cloth shoes, and the uppers were slightly stained with mud. He must have lived in a small village on the outskirts of the city, and it was quite a long journey into the city.

"Qiaoyun, I remember it. From now on, you will be responsible for the snacks in our restaurant."

Hearing the task assigned to him, Ruan Qiaoyun nodded excitedly and almost jumped up.

After Ruan Qiaoyun returned to the team, a somewhat shy young man stepped forward and spoke.

"Um... everyone... hello everyone!"

Although it seemed a bit dull, this thunderous way of saying hello really shocked everyone.

After seeing everyone trembling, he seemed to realize something, and smiled sheepishly.

"My name is Lu Ming. I am good at making light and sour side dishes."

“Compared to big fish and big meat, I prefer green leafy vegetables, haha.”    “I think that when eating, you should look for the original taste. Only when the original taste of food is fully stimulated, it is not a waste of ingredients.”

"Of course, this is just my personal hobby! I don't mean to deny others."

As if he was afraid that others would misunderstand and cause unnecessary trouble, Lu Ming immediately added.

The people present were obviously not as fussy as he thought, and they all laughed it off kindly.

"Well, I can't speak a little, so I hope you can bear with me."

"Actually, I wasn't like this when I was a child. I used to be naughty, but then I was sent to a temple on the mountain to practice for a few years. I saw fewer people, so I couldn't keep up with my speech."

"But I have been working hard to adapt recently, and I think I will be able to keep up with everyone in the near future."

Cheng Yao knew that he was not good at words, so he didn't talk too much and just spoke lightly.

"In that case, you will be responsible for the vegetarian portion of the restaurant."

"Also, there is no need to have too much psychological burden. Everyone's rhythm is different, which is normal."

Lu Ming obviously had no doubts about this arrangement and nodded obediently.

However, Cheng Yao's comfort surprised him. Lu Ming's eyes widened and he calmed down before turning around and walking back to the team.

His gait is a bit shy, as if he is afraid that his presence will disturb the people around him, or he is not used to being noticed by people.

Everyone noticed this and restrained themselves from paying too much attention to him.

Lu Ming noticed everyone's kindness and stood in the corner, silently relaxing a little.

Finally, Cheng Yao and He Lao turned their attention to Yang Qiuming, who had been silent for a long time.

They knew that Yang Qiuming was the most powerful among these people.

Although as mentioned before, it is much more difficult to develop in an all-round way, but it can be seen from Yang Qiuming's performance throughout the game that this person has no shortcomings.

Each piece is very powerful and can be called a hexagonal warrior.

However, success is balanced and failure is balanced. Everything seems to be good, but when it comes to choosing a direction to attack, it makes people lose track of direction for a while.

Moreover, according to Cheng Yao's inference, Yang Qiuming should have his own practice habits. She was a little worried, could the other party really accept the advice she gave?

No matter how good the sword is, if it is not used properly, it will become a deadly weapon.

"I'm not particularly good at anything, and there's nothing I'm not good at. I can cook ordinary dishes regardless of their type."

The people around him exchanged glances with each other calmly, obviously admiring the all-round Yang Qiuming.

Cheng Yao knew that he was not talking big words, it was precisely his years of experience that created his confidence today.

"But I believe that no one is perfect, and I still have areas to improve."

"The reason why I came to participate in the trial today is because I want to improve my cooking skills."

It has been made very clear that the person who came here has an agenda and is not someone who wants to cause trouble because of his talent and arrogance.

"Very good, you will be responsible for controlling the overall situation."

Cheng Yao nodded affirmatively, very satisfied with the current team configuration.

Wu Hong is in charge of meat dishes, Lu Ming is in charge of vegetarian dishes, Ruan Qiaoyun is in charge of dim sum, Zhou Amai is in charge of special snacks, and Yang Qiuming is in charge of the overall situation.

Coupled with Mr. He's timely checking and filling of deficiencies at the rear and being able to step in at critical moments, this configuration is already excellent.