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Chapter 419 A Blank Paper (First Update)
From this, Chen Er can be sure of one thing, the origin of the system must be somewhat different.

Chen Er went through all the doubts these days in his heart.

Then he tried to feel the system again.

The next thing he discovered was that he actually felt the emotions of the system, as if he had installed a radio wave induction device in his heart.

Chen Er was sure that he felt the emotion of the system, and the system seemed a little surprised.

Then Chen Er thought of another question, why was the system surprised?

This time, the system automatically answered Chen Er's doubts.

System: "You are much stronger than before."

Chen Er thought in his heart, what is so unexpected about this question.

"Culinary skills need more practice. I haven't let go of these times, and of course it will get better and better."

But then the system didn't pick up any more calls.

Chen Er also sat there for a while, and finally couldn't help but ask the system.

"Where the hell did you come from?"

System: "I have no purpose for you, my mission is to help you grow into a God of Cookery."

Chen Er spread his hands helplessly, the system has a problem with its comprehension.

Of course he would not suspect that the purpose of the system was impure.

Because the system never took the initiative to give him extra skills other than cooking.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like the purpose is not pure.

But no matter how Chen Er asked, the system did not answer his question directly.

Chen Er has begun to wonder whether the function of "answering questions" has been eliminated from the day the system was created.

So Chen Er decisively gave up the question.

"Sooner or later, you will be pressed to the ground and rubbed against each other. I don't believe you don't tell me."

The system couldn't understand the meaning of this sentence, "I tell you now, and you can't accept it."

Chen Er rolled his eyes, "Okay, I'll do other things."

So Chen Er called Bai Zhen and asked her to buy the shop next door as soon as possible.

After the next door was evacuated, it was already dark outside.

Chen Er looked at his points status, thinking about how to exchange the least points for the most valuable things.

The system spoke up abruptly.

"This transformation does not require points."

Chen Er touched his chin, quite surprised, "Are you trying to compensate me?"

The system did not answer.

Chen Er didn't care about it anymore, anyway, he likes free things very much.

So the renovation of the restaurant began immediately.

After returning home at night, Chen Ercai finally had time to calm down.

He sat in the study and took out the brown paper bag Shui Dongjun gave him.

First, I shook the bag gently with my hands, but there was almost no sound from inside.

It seems that the things in the bag should be very light. Chen Er guessed that most of them were paper or something like that.

Could it be that the patriarch of the Shui clan wrote some important information?

Chen Er stopped guessing randomly, and directly tore off the sealing tape, and opened the kraft paper bag.

Then he took out a folded white paper from inside.

When I opened it, I saw nothing on the white paper.

Chen Er frowned, the patriarch of the Shui clan should not be so boring, and sent him a blank piece of paper all the way.

He carefully turned the white paper over and over several times, but still found nothing.

"Did I miss some details?"

Chen Er took the white paper and kraft paper bag, came to the light, and looked carefully at the light, for fear of missing any details.

There are no special marks or words on the kraft paper bag.

As for that blank sheet of paper...

Chen Er took a white paper and looked carefully under the light, but there was still no fart.

He froze for a moment, and the hand holding the white paper froze under the energy-saving lamp.

"Could it be that they dropped the bag?"

Chen Er thought of Shui Dongjun's strange appearance, but after thinking about it carefully, it seemed impossible. Even if the bag was dropped, he wouldn't just stuff a piece of white paper in and give it to Chen Er.

This is too obviously tampered with.

Just as Chen Er was thinking, a wisp of white smoke suddenly floated out from the white paper in his hand.The wisp of light smoke is as thin as spun yarn, and it is easy to miss if you don't look carefully.

Chen Er was about to give up, but when he lowered his head, he saw the light smoke on the white paper.

He quickly looked up at the lamp above his head, looking shocked.

"Damn it, the plot of the TV series is still reliable!"

So he quickly moved the white paper in his hand to the energy-saving lamp, and after a while, there was more light smoke floating from the white paper.

At the same time, a black font slowly appeared on the white paper.

There was also a faint scent of herbs in the air, which was very similar to what Chen Er smelled on the kraft paper bag, so it should be the same one.

Chen Er quickly brought the white paper to his eyes and saw one word written on it, "Wait".

Chen Er looked confused, "What does this mean!"

Wait?What are you waiting for?
Chen Er thought for a long time but couldn't figure out what he should be waiting for?
He wailed in his heart, why the patriarch just didn't want to write one more word on it!

Could it be that the patriarch asked him to wait for a good time?

But he has waited long enough, and in Chen Er's view, there is no better time than now.

He stared at the paper in his hand for a long time, and seemed to feel that the writing was a little faded.He blinked hard, and looked again, it didn't seem to fade.

Suddenly a strange idea appeared in Chen Er's mind.

Since the piece of paper tells him to wait, then he will wait.

So Chen Er put the paper on the table. He sat in front of the desk and stared at the paper, refusing to look away for a moment.

Time passed by, and it was late at night before he knew it. Chen Er didn't feel tired, but felt that his brain had become more awake.

Next, he saw that the white paper on the desktop was slowly changing.

First of all, the word "waiting" on it is slowly fading.

When the handwriting completely disappeared, the paper turned back to white paper.

Chen Er was stunned, "I'm going, why is there nothing, could it be that I guessed wrong?"

He was a little disappointed, but unwilling, so he grabbed the blank paper.

There was still the aroma of the herbs just now floating in the air.

Chen Er moved his nose, feeling that the smell seemed to become a little stronger.

After thinking about it carefully, he picked up the piece of paper again and came under the light, using the light to "burn" the white paper as he did at the beginning.

The clock on the wall of the study kept making the sound of the second hand moving gently, which seemed particularly abrupt in the silent night.

Chen Er felt that the time this time seemed to be longer than at the beginning.

He stared at the white paper closely, and then saw a fuzzy black dot suddenly appear on the white paper.

The dot slowly expanded, expanded, and became a word, and then continued to extend to the side.

After a while, two words appeared on the white paper.

Chen Er quickly took down the paper to read, and this time the amount of information was much larger.

I saw it said, "East Chamber".

(End of this chapter)