"This taste, I always feel like something is missing?" The beauty finished the last bit of soup, revealing the clean bottom of the bowl, and fell into deep thought. After all, she was not a professional, so she didn't know what was wrong. "But it's still very unique. I feel like I'm in a flower garden. My mood has changed a lot..."
Yu Sheng: “…”
It seems that it is imperative to improve the following techniques! Even an ordinary eater can taste the difference.
However, it’s not Yu Sheng’s fault, the soup is too delicious, forming a sharp contrast with the noodles themselves.
"How is it? It tastes okay, right?" Yu Sheng quickly distracted the beautiful woman from her thoughts and pointed to a QR code beside her and said, "Ten yuan a bowl, 10% off. If it doesn't taste good, you don't have to pay."
The beauty chuckled and said, "Boss, you are really generous. Then I think it's not delicious. I'm leaving!"
The beauty stood up suddenly and waved away.
Staring at the leaving beauty in amazement, Yu Sheng felt depressed and suddenly felt as if he had been slapped twice in the face.
But the words had already been said and could not be taken back, so he reluctantly began to clear the table. He picked up the bowl and the ten yuan fell directly from the bottom of the bowl.
Yu Sheng: “…”
What an amazing magic trick. When did this guy perform this
After collecting the money, more and more customers came around and noodles were continuously put into the pot.
An hour later, Yu Sheng was no longer excited. He felt a little tired, his hands and feet were sore, and he felt like he was about to fall apart. He looked at the fifty kilograms of noodles he bought, and there were only thirty-four or thirty-five kilograms left. Only then did he understand why Aunt Li said he was too greedy.
Even when he was busiest, he only sold sixty or seventy bowls. The biggest reason was that he was very slow, and some customers turned around and left when they saw there were so many people.
He didn't know whether to be happy or sad.
Sales didn't meet expectations, but it gave him some time to rest.
"It's really not easy to run a small business! I'm so tired." Yu Sheng brought the last bowl of noodles and slumped down on the stool, exhausted.
The customers finished their meal and left in a hurry. By nine o'clock, about thirty kilograms of noodles had been sold, which was undoubtedly a lot for a newcomer.
However, Yu Sheng was not happy at all at this moment. He collapsed in front of the noodle stall due to exhaustion. His forehead was covered with sweat that he couldn't wipe away.
Yu Sheng: System, help!
System: High-quality ginseng snow lotus tea, five hundred per cup.
Yu Sheng: Forget it, I’d rather die in pain.
He was a little speechless. His turnover today was only 1,700 yuan, and his net profit after deducting the cost was about 1,300 yuan. However, 500 yuan was also a huge sum of money for him. After all, there was an initial investment, and this was just the beginning.
I thought about it for a long time and realized that I couldn't maintain my current physical condition for a long time. I would be exhausted to death sooner or later. I had to take advantage of my free time.
The rest of my life: Is there anything that can make me last a little longer
System: The host can exchange the inner skills with his financial resources, or save two months' money to exchange for immortal cultivation skills, or save one year's money to exchange for enhancers. However, based on talent and future considerations, the system recommends exchanging the inner skills for the inner skills.
Yu Sheng: Then exchange it for a book of internal skills that I can practice.
System: Shenzhaojing, Zhengqi Jue, Moke Wuliang, Wuxinjing...
Looking at a bunch of cheap stuff, these internal skills are quite cheap. Compared with the Nine Yang Divine Art, they are rubbish, only costing one or two thousand yuan.
Suddenly Yu Sheng saw a message and was slightly stunned: "Heavenly Demon Refining Star Art! This thing is also considered an internal skill, can't it be a mistake! The name sounds a bit like a method of cultivating immortals."
System: "Evil magic skills, advantages, quick to master. Disadvantages, harmful to others and yourself."
Yu Sheng: "Quick, how fast can it be?"
System: "Three days to get started, half a month to achieve minor success, one month to achieve major success, and three months to achieve perfection."
Yu Sheng: "Damn, so fast. It's him."
System: "Congratulations to the host for obtaining a copy of the Heavenly Demon Refining Star Art. After deducting 3,800 yuan, the remaining funds are 2,100 yuan."
A book fell into Yu Sheng's hands. Holding the Heavenly Demon Star Refining Art, Yu Sheng didn't care whether it was some kind of magic skill. With the system in hand, why would he care about these things
When he opened the first page, his face instantly turned dark.
To harm others you must first harm yourself, to eliminate demons you must first become a demon. To refine the blood of the heart veins…
"Damn! This thing is self-destructive. The Book of the Golden Flower only cuts the little brother, but this thing cuts in all directions." Yu Sheng wiped a cold sweat from his forehead and said speechlessly.
As expected, martial arts are not reliable at all. First it was the Nine Yang Magic Art, and now it was the Heavenly Demon Refining Star Art. One of them is simply impossible to practice, and the other is like practicing yourself to death.
Seeing that there was no business around and everyone who was supposed to be working had already gone to work, no one would come to eat noodles.
After packing up the stall, Yu Sheng prepared to sell again at 5 pm. After all, the evening is the highlight.
It was already twelve o'clock when he had packed up everything. After buying a box of biscuits, Yu Sheng hurriedly rushed into the herbal medicine store, bought a batch of medicinal herbs to assist in his cultivation, and returned to the house.
"This technique is really troublesome. I have to practice it in a medicinal soup. And I have to press the major acupoints all over the body. I really think there will be no problem. It would be funny if I stab myself to death." After buying a big bucket, Yu Sheng began his first practice in his life, feeling hesitant.
System: "The system's products are of the highest quality, they will never die!"
Yu Sheng was completely speechless. What the system said really reassured him: "..."
Add the medicinal soup according to the secret recipe and add appropriate amount of warm water.
With a plop!
Yu Sheng jumped into the medicine barrel before he had time to practice.
"… ah… "
There was a scream. Fortunately, the house had good sound insulation, otherwise the police would have been attracted. The man sank directly into the medicine barrel as if he had been electrocuted.
When Yu Sheng woke up, it was two hours later. He was in a bucket of blood. The room was filled with the smell of rotten blood, which was extremely disgusting.
He climbed out of the medicine barrel tremblingly, Yu Sheng was still in shock. This was not cultivation at all. When he jumped off the medicine barrel, the effect of the medicine instantly entered his body through the weak acupuncture points all over his body, and he had no time to react.
Yu Sheng: "System, what is this thing? You said I can practice."
System: "It's already been said that this is a magic skill, so it's normal to have such an effect. Didn't you see? If you harm others, you will harm yourself first, and if you eliminate demons, you will become a demon first. If magic skills are the same as orthodox skills, then who will practice normal skills? It's because of the high risks and quick results that people practice. You'll get used to it."
"Get used to it!" Yu Sheng cursed speechlessly, "Fuck you, I almost lost my life, and I'm still waiting to get used to it. I won't practice anymore, what bad luck..."
The Demon Star Refining Art in his hand flew out directly, and with a bang, a tiny crack was directly smashed into the wall, and the book fell to the side.
"this… "
Yu Sheng was puzzled. At this moment, a panel appeared in his mind.
"Race: Human."
"Name: Yu Sheng."
"Age: twenty-three."
“Occupation: Freelancer.”
"Hazard Level: Canine Entry."
Looking at the hazard level in silence, Yu Sheng asked in confusion: "What does this hazard level mean?"
System: "The strength level is evaluated based on the damage caused by the power possessed by the creatures on Earth. There are nine levels: ant level, dog level, wolf level, leopard level, tiger level, dragon level, ghost level, god level, and fairy level. Each level can be divided into entry level, minor level, major level, and perfection. When the power exceeds the fairy level, it has the ability to enter the universe, and the damage level increases again."
Yu Sheng: "... Then what level is considered immortal? Is there such a level on Earth?"
System: "You can achieve immortal level by doing whatever you want. The system's classification is customized according to the danger level of the earth, so it is naturally customized if there is a talent."
Without any hesitation, Yu Sheng crawled and picked up the Demon Star Refining Art on the ground.
I cursed in my heart for the rest of my life, the Earth is dangerous, I want to go to Mars.
(End of this chapter)