Zhang Zifan, one of the billions of men in this world.
When I was studying, I was addicted to various novels, which caused me to fail the college entrance examination. My family couldn't afford the tuition fees for college, so I came out to work early.
On the assembly line of Kangfu, Zhang Zifan worked so hard every day that he could only earn a monthly salary of more than 2,000 yuan, which was barely enough for food and clothing.
His greatest interest is still novels, and he always fantasizes that he might have the same adventures as the hero in the novels, and then beat his face all the way to the pinnacle of life.
"Urban Treasure Hunting King" is a novel that Zhang Zifan is reading recently.
The protagonist Yan Chu was originally just an ordinary male high school student with a poor family, but because of an adventure, he found a treasure at a small stall selling fake antiques. The ability of the treasure.
Gambling stones, buying antiques, slapping those rich second and third generations all the way, sitting on countless wealth, surrounded by beautiful women, Zhang Zifan feels that this is the life he yearns for.
However, he doesn't like some behaviors of the protagonist, that is, after he made a fortune and became rich, he chose to marry Bai Ling, a young girl who was only ordinary and handsome, which made Zhang Zifan a little dissatisfied.
You know, in the male protagonist's harem, there are at the same time the only daughter Long Ruofei, the boss of the Qinglong Gang, an underground gang in Huaguo, Jiang Qingdai, the flower of Qing University, the grandfather of the other party is a generation of national players, the dean of the Beijing No. 1 Hospital, and Bai Fumei, Jiang Qiao, who was born into a wealthy family, and Du Ruonan, who was born in a military compound.
Which of these women is inferior to Bai Ling by birth, no matter in terms of family background or appearance, they are enough to outshine Bai Ling by several blocks.
Zhang Zifan thought, if he was Yan Chu, he might be willing to give him a place in his harem for the sake of those childhood sweethearts back then, but he would definitely not let him take the position of his eldest wife.
Long Ruofei is not good either, being born in the underworld is not good after all, the best is Du Ruonan, her birth is the best, Jiang Qiao is also okay, at least he can take it out after he has established a huge business empire.
As for Bai Ling, what would she do? She was born similarly to the male protagonist before her fortune. Although her parents are better than the male protagonist's parents, she opened a small supermarket after being laid off, and her family can barely be considered well-to-do. After that, the small shop became a bit inconspicuous.
Does she know how to taste wine? Does she know what top black truffles and fine foie gras are? Does she know how to communicate with high-class people
These original owners don’t know, and Zhang Zifan doesn’t even know, but the novel, isn’t it just for YY, anyway, how does Zhang Zifan see how Bai Ling lowered the male lead’s status, watching the ending of the novel, the male lead is happy with all the beauties Together, he felt a little bit aggrieved for those white and rich beauties, and let a woman from a small family climb on top of him.
Zhang Zifan thought, he would never do such a mindless thing like the hero in the novel.
Then, he crossed over, and he became the Nth employee on the Kangfu assembly line.
When he opened his eyes again, he actually traveled to "Urban Treasure Hunting King", but he failed to become the hero, but became a rich second-generation man who was cannon fodder in the novel, a man also named Zhang Zifan.
In the novel, he is the fiancé of Jiang Qiao, one of the male protagonist's harem, who is also a rich second generation. The male protagonist puts a green hat on him, and the two naturally see each other as fire and water.
Like the conventional routines in ordinary novels, a cannon fodder like him can't survive twenty or thirty chapters, and finally ends up being expelled from the family and exiled abroad.
Before Zhang Zifan had time to sigh his adventure, the first thing he did was to rush to the place where the hero found the treasure recorded in the novel, and bought all the jade items from the small vendor.
The male lead in the novel originally bought a low-quality machine-cut jade pendant, which seemed to be sold in batches by a small factory, and it was worthless at all. There are many similar jade pendants at the small vendors, but men The master took a fancy to the jade pendant at first sight and bought it.
Zhang Zifan, as the male supporting role, of course doesn't have the ability to telepathize with the baby, so he simply bought all the things related to the small vendor Shan Heyu. Anyway, now he is a rich second generation, and he can just spend a month's pocket money The money is hundreds of thousands, and he can still get the money to buy such a small thing.
Now he can't wait to go home and try the power of this baby.
He, Zhang Zifan, was indeed the son of God. In this life, he would replace Yan Chu as the richest man in China, and then embrace his former harem in his arms.
The high-spirited Zhang Zifan seems to have seen his own bright future, completely unaware that the man who just passed him by the small vendor is the original hero of this world, and this hero has been changed.
"Brother, do you look at the other things on my stall? They are all treasures. Look at this, a large three-color porcelain plate from the Tang Dynasty, with Tang Gaozong's autograph on the bottom, and this, Ming Shizong's snuff Pot, Emperor Xianzong of the Ming Dynasty still mentions words on it, this is a big treasure."
The small vendor enthusiastically recommended his family's baby to Yan Chu, and what he said made Yan Chu twitch.
This era is slightly different from his original era. There was no Qing Dynasty, and the monarchy was overthrown by the last emperor of the Ming Dynasty. Therefore, there was no subsequent invasion of China by the Eight-Power Allied Forces, and there was no War of Resistance Against Japan. As the earliest batch of reforms and liberations One of the countries in China, Huaguo has always been at the forefront of the world economically.
But all the history before the Ming Dynasty was the same as what Yan Chu knew.
Ming Xianzong is supposed to be Ming Shizong's grandfather. If Ming Xianzong can mention words on Ming Shizong's snuff bottle, it must be haunted.
but…
Yan Chu stared at the snuff bottle in the old man's hand. It seemed to depict a scene of a family banquet on New Year's Eve. Not to mention that the painting on the snuff bottle was quite good, the food on it seemed to be steaming one by one. People have an appetite when they see it.
"How much is this snuff bottle?"
Yan Chu asked, pointing to the things in the vendor's hands.
"This is a treasure. Look at the seal of Emperor Shizong of Ming Dynasty under this snuff bottle, and Emperor Xianzong of Ming Dynasty gave him an inscription..."
"Ming Xianzong is Ming Shizong's grandfather."
Yan Chu silenced the old man's words with one sentence. He smiled awkwardly, but he was used to being exposed, so he didn't feel ashamed, so he straightened his expression and started bragging again.
"It's just a joke. Can I not know that Ming Xianzong is Ming Shizong's grandfather?"
This street vendor really doesn't know, but with this experience, he will definitely not be fooled next time.
"This snuff bottle is a high-quality imitation in the late Ming Dynasty. If you want it, I will give you two thousand yuan." The old man said with an expression that you took advantage of it.
"I only have twenty, if you don't want to sell it, forget it."
Yan Chu made a gesture to leave.
"Hey wait, who made you the destined person for this snuff bottle?"
The old man stopped Yan Chu. He picked up the snuff bottle. He thought it was a good thing at first, but it was taken to those antique shops for appraisal. The boss laughed and said it was a fake. The old man only realized now. It is estimated that it was because Ming Xianzong made jokes for Ming Shizong.
It was a free thing, but he still made money if he could sell it for a hundred yuan, especially when someone took advantage of him just now, he packed the batch of low-quality jade pendants he bought from the factory for five yuan each and spent fifty thousand yuan to bring them with him. Let's go, counting today's business, he has made a lot of money.
Yan Chu stopped, took out twenty yuan, and took the snuff bottle into his hand.
Is he really the original master of luck in this world? Although he lost a treasure, luck gave him another treasure. Yan Chu didn't know what this snuff bottle was, but a voice in his heart told him , must buy this thing, this seems to be the instinct of this body.
"I just saw you went shopping in the old street. Did you buy anything? If you don't have enough money, tell mom."
Jin Xiujuan just helped a female white-collar worker who was about to go to work wrap a rice ball, she turned her head and said to her son.
She has always felt that she and her husband owe this child a lot. They have not allowed their son to live a good life since he was a child. When the business was not closed at the earliest, the dual-career family was very well-off, but both husband and wife were only children who were rare in that era. The four adults on both sides fell ill one after another, and the cost of treatment was a huge hole. After sending the elderly away one by one, they finally paid off their debts, and the place closed down again, so they gave a sum of money to buy out their working years.
What other people's children have, my son never has. Snack toys are a very luxurious thing in Yan's family. They eat meat every now and then, and almost every meal in their house is filled with cabbage dipped in sauce, or boiled noodles with a little bit of water. spoon hot sauce.
My son was still crying when he was a child. Why can’t I eat candy like other children and wear old clothes worn by other people’s children. When I grow up and understand things, I won’t say these things and help them obediently, right? Competent parents do housework, and even help out at the stall during the holidays.
The more he was like this, the more Yan Zhonghua and Jin Xiujuan felt sorry for the child.
Especially as the child gets older and more bored, which one of the other children doesn't want to play during the holidays, but he stays at home every day and reads martial arts novels borrowed from bookstores, and occasionally goes out to watch movies with Bai Ling, not many times, husband and wife The two saw it in their eyes, worried in their hearts, and always felt that it was wrong for their son to do this.
Now the debts owed by the family to buy a house are all paid off, the son’s college tuition has been saved, and the breakfast stall’s business has gradually improved. Although it is still not a lot of money, it is absolutely impossible to treat my son badly like before.
"I just wander around."
Yan Chu didn't say anything about buying the snuff bottle, he was a little curious, what is the ability of this snuff bottle? And what is the origin of the man who rushed ahead of him
*****
The breakfast stalls close at ten o’clock, and young people nowadays wake up late. In the past, the breakfast stalls were usually sold out by eight thirty.
The family pushed the breakfast trolley back to the husband's house. Yan Chu's house was on the first floor. When the house was divided, because the lighting on the first floor was not good enough, they could share a large open space in front of the building. Yan Zhonghua blocked the land. On weekdays, drying clothes and stacking some sundries are carried out in this open space.
Jin Xiujuan is skilled at housekeeping, so she asked her husband to pick up a lot of soil from other places and build a small flower garden with garlic, shallots, peppers and other seasonings, which is enough for her daily use.
Pushing the cart back into the yard, one of the couple was busy with the breakfast that was going to be sold tomorrow, and the other was busy making lunch, so it was not Yan Chu's turn to do this kind of thing.
He went back to the house, put the snuff bottle that had been in his pocket all the time on the table, then looked at his fingertips, picked up a sewing needle, and gently pricked a needle on the tip of his finger. A small hole that is almost invisible to the naked eye, squeezed and squeezed, but no blood dripped out.
Yan Chu was silent for three seconds, picked up the needle again, and pricked again at the original position, and now blood beads came out quickly.
After smearing the blood on the snuff bottle, Yan Chu put his finger in his mouth and quietly watched the change of the snuff bottle.
The blood beads were slowly absorbed into the snuff bottle, and the pictures drawn on the snuff bottle became more colorful, and in the next second, Yan Chu was sucked in.
*****
"Welcome to God of Cooking Space, today's course-Brine."
Yan Chu almost didn't come back to his senses, and forcibly entered into a mysterious and mysterious study.
He became a child, and watched the child recognize various spices from the age of three, and started cooking with his father at the age of five, learning the ratio of various stewed ingredients and mastering the heat of stewed stewed meat.
He experienced that child's life of more than 80 years, felt the other party's consummate skill in brine, whether it was the use of various spices or the control of the fire, he had reached the pinnacle of perfection.
Red bittern, yellow bittern, white bittern, that child has been with Lu all his life, and even Yan Chu, who seems to be possessed in that child's body, has followed him to control the formula of those lo-mei. It was completely engraved in his mind.
When the stew master who had become an old man died, Yan Chu was kicked out of the so-called God of Cooking space.
"In today's small class, I boiled a pot of qualified marinade and made lo mei. I received sincere praise from at least ten people. I successfully proceeded to the next class. Failure deprived me of the space of a great and noble chef."
The voice was faintly arrogant, and before Yan Chu could ask what kind of existence it was, he was kicked out.
He was not in a hurry to do the task of setting up the God of Cooking space, but quickly lay down on the bed, and began to call 007 in the Sea of Consciousness space. After all, this world he agreed to is the compensation for the other party's mistakes, and now another unknown person appeared, completely Increased the difficulty of his task.
"That... this..."
007 appeared in front of Yan Chu with a guilty conscience. Originally, it wanted to pretend to be dead and didn't hear it, but thinking that doing so might affect its position in the heart of its favorite host, after struggling for a long time, it still appeared.
"Based on the system's standpoint, I can't tell you who the space-time destroyer is, but in fact, this world is still good for you."
"Time Breaker?"
This was the first time Yan Chu heard this name.
"It's people who destroy causality, such as rebirthers, time-travelers, and book-walkers. You have also met those people in the previous worlds."
007 explained to Yan Chu: "The existence of the space-time destroyer is accidental, and this is beyond the control of the system. Once the time-space destroyer appears, the system cannot help you, and you can only rely on yourself."
This sentence 007 said is quite serious. Usually, the time-space destroyer is the biggest variable in a time-space. Not all time-space destroyers are stupid, and there are some geniuses among them. Dealing with those people is not easy. Actually, many task executors were defeated by those space-time destroyers.
Speaking of this, 007 thought of his garbage host No. 3, and wondered if she could survive this time.
"Then what are the benefits you're talking about?"
Yan Chu is not one of those people who complain about themselves. Since everything is an established fact, it seems useless to blame the system.
"It's your golden finger as the stallion boy this time. The golden finger that should have been in your hand to identify the baby was taken away by the space-time destroyer. Under the halo effect of the protagonist, you have another golden finger, which is The God of Cooking space you have just experienced cannot be taken away when you leave this world, but the skills you have learned belong to you. You must know that any book in the system mall It costs 200 points to learn all the recipes, and if you learn more recipes, you will earn more than tens of thousands of points, and the one-learned recipes in the system mall do not appear often."
007's voice became louder and louder. Why did it feel guilty just now? It obviously gave Yan Chu a big advantage. If he hadn't been sent to this world, and then a plane destroyer happened to appear, the other party would have had that chance to get Such a golden finger
It is simply the system with the most prosperous host in the system world, usually such a system is still very prosperous, 007 thought proudly while turning the metal round body.
"After learning so many dishes, it seems useless?"
Hearing 007's explanation, Yan Chu was actually quite satisfied in his heart, but he didn't show it on the surface.
"Why is it useless?"
Proud and without any guilt, 007 was excited: "Do you know how much my other hosts would envy you if they knew you had such an adventure? Even if they spend a lot of points, they may not be able to raise their cooking skills to the level of a chef. And you can have so many chef-level recipes and cooking experience for free, besides, who knows in which world you will be the head of the little wolf dog again, and it is you who, as the little wolf dog and the noodles, will improve your cooking skills. The basic quality of the leader."
007 spoke confidently, and was kicked out of his sea of consciousness by Yan Chu.
As if nothing had happened, Yan Chu sorted out some recipes about marinated ingredients in his head, and found a recipe with relatively simple ingredients that he could collect, intending to put theoretical knowledge into practice among.
The original body's pocket money is not too much, mainly because he was too embarrassed to ask his parents for money, so Yan Chu flipped through the iron box where the original body hid the money, and the bits and pieces in it added up to more than three hundred yuan. up.
But the money is enough to buy some spices and some stewed food.
"Chu'er, why are you going, it's almost time for dinner."
Jin Xiujuan watched her son go out and asked curiously.
Really remembering that it's time to come out, Yan Chu sneered, he almost forgot that it's meal time, even if he went to the vegetable market at this time, he might not be able to buy any good food.
From the memory of the original body, he knew that there would be vegetable vendors arriving one after another in the vegetable market near his home after 2:30 in the afternoon. He could buy some spices to cook the marinade after lunch, and then consider the ingredients.
"Mom, I saw a recipe for stewed meat in a book. I'll go buy some ingredients in the afternoon and let's try to make it. I'm craving stewed pig's trotters and dried beans."
Yan Chu helped Jin Xiujuan with the food and asked.
"If you want to eat braised pig's trotters, go to the deli shop in the vegetable market and buy ready-made ones. How troublesome it is to make it yourself."
Jin Xiujuan thought about it for a while and thought that her son's cooking of home-cooked dishes is pretty good. It's the first time for the whole family to make lo-mei. Just a lo-mei recipe I read in a book wants to make delicious lo-mei. The lo mei business will not be so good.
"Mom, I just want to try."
"OK then."
It was rare for her son to make a request, and Jin Xiujuan thought it would be more troublesome to tidy up the kitchen, so she agreed.
"When the time comes, Mom will give you the money. Don't buy too much meat. There are only three of us in our family. It's hot now, so it's easy to spoil if you can't hide it."
In fact, Jin Xiujuan felt that her son could not make any delicious lo mei, and was afraid of spoiling things, but she was also worried that she would irritate her son, so she was embarrassed to say so directly.
"Mom, don't worry, who is your son, the lo mei you make is sure to be delicious. When the time is finished, I will send some to Uncle Bai and the others."
The Uncle Bai that Yan Chu was talking about was Bai Ling's parents, and their family still lived in the husband's building, just above Yan Chu's house.
The parents of the two families are good friends. A pair of good girlfriends married a pair of good brothers. They happened to be pregnant again. When the two children were still in the womb, they agreed to get married.
The condition of the Bai family is better than that of the Yan family. They bought a suite in a newly opened building a few years ago, but they are reluctant to part with the old neighbors of the husband's house. In addition, the school of the daughter Bai Ling and the supermarket opened by the couple are near the husband's house. The house they bought was simply installed and rented out to a young girl who graduated from university and just started working. The parents of the Bai family thought that if the Yan family could not afford a house by then, that house would be just for the children. Marriage room.
The Bai family did not dislike the conditions of the Yan family, and Yan Chu was almost seen by them. This child is obedient, filial, coupled with the affection of his childhood sweetheart. If he doesn't ask him to become rich in the future, he will definitely not treat their daughter badly. Besides, the two sides The relationship between the parents is also good. When the children get married in the future, they don't have to worry about various troubles such as mother-in-law and daughter-in-law issues.
"Go and call your dad over here, it's time to eat."
Jin Xiujuan pondered in her heart, her son was so confident, how to comfort him if the lo mei was ruined by then.
After eating, Yan Chu couldn't wait to take the money and go out of the house. He really wanted to taste what kind of taste the recipe developed by the man who was praised as the god of stewed cooking would taste.