Global Gaowu: I broke through the human forbidden zone by brushing monsters into gods

Examiner Zhang naturally knew what the old woman meant.

After bowing slightly, he turned and left the office.

The old woman sitting on the chair frowned even deeper after examiner Zhang went out.

"My general, but his talent is only C-level?"

"Shouldn't be."

"Jiang Han...Jiang Han..."

Jogging all the way, Jiang Han, who had arrived home at this moment, didn't know that his application form was placed on the desk of the director of the Lan City Martial Arts Club.

After I got home, I took a brief wash, and then sat cross-legged on the bed, with my five hearts turned to heaven.

Being in the city, it is rare for Jiang Han to practice with peace of mind.

Chapter 52 Grandma Su

The sunlight shone in through the small window and cast it on Jiang Han, making him feel warm all over his body.

"call……"

With a long breath of turbid air, Jiang Han slowly opened his eyes.

A night of practice made him feel refreshed.

Compared with sleeping, practice obviously supplements the body more.

After ten hours of practice, Jiang Han gained another twelve attributes.

This harvest is definitely not small.

But the only problem is that the cultivation seems to be tiring. At the beginning, Jiang Han can gain a little attribute every half an hour, but the later the harvest, the less the attribute.

It often takes three or four hours to increase a little.

But even so, Jiang Han was very satisfied.

Twelve points of attributes can be harvested in one night, which is basically half of his system reward for upgrading to one level.

If this progress continues, Jiang Han's combat power will increase steadily.

"It seems that it is not bad to stay in the city and practice."

Jiang Han stretched his waist long, and his bones made a crackling sound.

After sitting cross-legged all night, my legs felt slightly numb.

But this is nothing to Jiang Han, he stomped his legs on the ground twice, and he was fine after the blood circulated.

After practicing for a night, he was hungry, went to wash up, and Jiang Han cooked a pot of porridge for himself. He didn't bother to go back and forth to the kitchen to fill up the rice, so he just took out the pot and made two more salted duck eggs, which was quite hearty. The main thing is enough.

After the combat strength increased, Jiang Han's appetite also increased, and he could clearly feel that his digestion ability also increased after his physical fitness points exceeded [-] points.

The difference is that the energy after digestion is stored instead of being converted into fat.

This is probably another benefit of becoming a warrior.

"Boy."

But when Jiang Han buried himself in the porridge, an old woman's voice sounded from the restaurant door.

Looking up, the old woman was dressed in plain coarse linen, her silver hair was tied behind her back, and she was looking at him with a benevolent smile on her face.

"Sorry, grandma, the restaurant isn't open yet."

Jiang Han put down the chopsticks in his hand and replied.

Normally restaurants open at noon, but at this moment it is only a quarter past eight in the morning.

"Hehe, old lady, I'm hungry, can you give me some porridge?"

Hearing Jiang Han's words, the old woman at the door seemed not to hear, and said to herself.

"Eh..." Jiang Han glanced at the rice porridge in his pot, then got up and said, "Okay, grandma, come and sit first, and I'll get you a bowl later."

Jiang Han didn't refuse, mainly because there was enough rice porridge in the pot, how much can an old woman drink?It's just a bowl, it's nothing.

After going to the back kitchen, he brought out a pair of clean bowls and chopsticks, and Jiang Han helped the old lady serve a bowl of rice porridge.

When he was making the porridge, he specially added a piece of tenderloin of wild boar cut into thin strips. The meat was smooth and tender, and the rice porridge had a richer taste.

The bowl was full, and the old lady was not polite. After thanking her, she drank with chopsticks.

After taking a sip, he closed his eyes slightly.

"The tenderloin of the gray-backed wild boar tastes great when paired with rice porridge. I haven't had it for a long time."

"Ok?"

When Jiang Han heard the old woman's words, he was a little surprised and said, "Grandma, how do you know this is the tenderloin of a wild boar?"

The tenderloin of the wild boar is more tender, better tasting, and more nutritious than those of unmutated domestic pork.

Although it was just an ordinary beast, Jiang Han deliberately took out the tenderloin after beheading it because of its tenderness, and stored it in the system space.

These are not the key points, the key point is, how could the old woman in front of her recognize that this is the tenderloin of a pale boar?

"Hehe, the old man in the family used to be a warrior, and he cooks good dishes. When he went out to hunt exotic beasts, he would occasionally bring back some exotic animal meat."

"Thinking about it carefully, since the old man left, I haven't had such delicious porridge for almost seven or eight years."

Hearing these words, Jiang Han said apologetically, "I'm sorry grandma, I didn't expect..."

The old woman smiled and shook her head, "It's okay, the old man will leave first when he reaches his age, there is nothing to be sorry about."

Jiang Han nodded, and pushed the plate of salted duck eggs forward a little bit.

"Grandma, try drinking porridge with salted duck eggs, it tastes better."

"haha okay."

The old lady didn't refuse either, and the two just chatted while drinking porridge.

In fact, it was mainly the old lady who spoke, asking Jiang Han something about him from time to time.

Regarding these things, Jiang Han answered every question.

When asked about why Jiang Han didn't go to school at this time, Jiang Han also explained the past on the grounds that he asked for leave.

"Speaking of which, my little granddaughter also goes to No. [-] Middle School, but that girl doesn't care about her studies and her grades aren't very good."

As the old woman said, she put down the chopsticks in her hand.

Jiang Han filled a bowl full for her. He thought there would be some left over, but he never thought that the old lady had a good appetite, so she finished it.

"It's been a long time since I had such delicious porridge, Xiao Jiang, thank you for giving me a bowl of porridge."

With a kind smile on her face, the old lady looked at Jiang Han with soft eyes.

"It's okay, Grandma Su, I should be here these days. If you want porridge, you can come here every morning."

Although he only got along with the old woman for a short ten minutes, the old woman in front of him gave him a very kind feeling.

I don't know why, but I feel this way.

It was probably because Jiang Han had never seen his grandma before, and the old woman in front of him overlapped with the grandma he imagined.

"Then I will trouble you, Xiaohan, and I will prepare a bowl of porridge for the old lady."

Jiang Han got up to send Grandma Su out, but saw Uncle Long and Uncle Hu walking towards each other.

"Uncle Long, Uncle Tiger."

Jiang Han opened his mouth to say hello, but found that the eyes of Uncle Long and Uncle Hu were on the old woman beside Jiang Han.

"Su..." Just as Uncle Long was about to say something, he saw the old woman raise her right hand slightly, and Uncle Long's words were choked back the next moment.

"Grandma Su, I'll take you here, my captain and the others are here."

"Hehe, okay, I'll go first, old lady."

Grandma Su responded to Jiang Han with a smile, then glanced at Uncle Long and Uncle Hu before slowly leaving.

On the other hand, Uncle Long and Uncle Hu, with beads of sweat on their foreheads, looked at each other, then shut their mouths knowingly, and watched the old woman leave.

"Uncle Long, Uncle Tiger, why are you here?"

After knowing that the old lady had left, Jiang Han just turned his head to look at Uncle Long.

"Is there any news about the black-patterned bamboo?"

Uncle Long shook his head, but asked Jiang Han instead: "Xiao Han, that old lady just now, what are you doing here?"

"What are you doing? I didn't do anything. I drank a bowl of porridge and left."

Jiang Han looked at Uncle Long and the two with beads of sweat oozing from their foreheads, and asked doubtfully, "Is it so hot? Are you actually sweating?"

Chapter 53 Black Bamboo at the Auction

Although the weather is hot, but with the physiques of Uncle Long and Uncle Hu, they can still bear the sun, and it won't make them sweat so much.

The main reason for sweating is not because of the hot weather.

Looking at Jiang Han's expression, it seemed that he really didn't know the identity of the old woman just now.

Uncle Long wiped the sweat off his forehead with his hand, and exchanged glances with Uncle Hu.

Both of them tacitly did not mention the identity of the old lady just now.

Instead, he took the initiative to divert the topic away.

"Heizhizhu has news."

Uncle Long's voice was a little low, and Jiang Han's heart skipped a beat.

"Come in first, come in and talk."

Jiang Han led Uncle Long into the restaurant, and gave them each a bowl of porridge. Uncle Hu was not polite, and started drinking with the bowl and chopsticks.

Uncle Long didn't move, with a serious expression on his face.

"Uncle Long, what's going on?" Jiang Han looked at Uncle Long and asked.

"After I came back, I asked my contacts to inquire about whether there was any news about the sale of black-patterned bamboo recently, and asked my friends to help me pay attention. Just now, a friend of mine called me."

Uncle Long frowned slightly, and continued: "He said that there will be an auction organized by the foreign material market tonight, and there will be a batch of high-grade items for auction, and there will be a batch of black-patterned bamboo for sale."

"auctions?"

Hearing Uncle Long mention the word “auction”, Jiang Han inexplicably felt a little familiar, and then remembered that when he went to the foreign material market yesterday, that Manager Hua seemed to have given him an invitation letter for the auction .

"Well, it's the auction."

"Originally, the auction list for the auction has already come out, but last night, a batch of items were temporarily added, including black-patterned bamboo."

"It's all a coincidence."

"The black-patterned bamboo is usually seen less than once a month, but after our incident in the wasteland, some black-patterned bamboo was auctioned."

"There is a 90.00% possibility that the person who sells the black-patterned bamboo is the one who caused trouble in the wasteland."

In fact, there is no need for Uncle Long to say that Jiang Han can be sure that there is something behind this when several key words are connected in series.

Originally, Jiang Han had no interest in the auction, but after getting the news, Jiang Han found that he really had to go there.

"In this case, let's go to the auction."

After Jiang Han thought for a few seconds, he made a decision.

"It's not so easy to go to the auction. The most important thing is that the auction has to be entered with an invitation letter. If there is more time, I can get the invitation letter through my relationship."

"And the time is too tight now, the auction will start at eight o'clock tonight..."

Uncle Long frowned slightly and sighed.

This feeling of being teased behind someone's back, but still unable to catch the other party, finally getting news, but unable to enter the venue because of the invitation letter, is really aggrieved.

"Invitation letter?" Jiang Han laughed when he heard the words, and with a flick of his right hand, the golden card in the system space appeared in his hand.

"I have it."

Uncle Long looked over in surprise, and even Uncle Hu put down the porridge bowl in his hand.