The princess relies on the cat to get the upper hand + special episode

In Jurenfang, a certain room.

It was still dark, and curses came from the east room:

"What time is it now? You bastard, why don't you go and make some steamed cakes? Could it be that you want to starve us to death?"

In the kitchen.

Le Ning struggled with his eyelids.

This can't be blamed on her. As a modern day cultivator who sleeps at one or two o'clock is ordinary, she returned to ancient times overnight and lived a life from two o'clock in the morning. Who can bear it?

She felt that she could still struggle a little bit, maybe she would return to that big Simmons bed once she closed her eyes, and she didn't have to be so angry in this corner.

After beating the drum for a hundred times or so, Le Ning gave up, successfully awakening the sleepy god, and saw the second wave of sleepy people coming up——

Suddenly, the sound of hurried footsteps mixed with curses came from outside the house.

She jumped up from the bed immediately, as if she had returned to the days when she was woken up again and again by her family when she went to school when she was a child, but the people outside the door were obviously not as friendly as her relatives.

"You beggar! It's okay to eat my food and use mine every day, but now you even put on your lazy skin! Master Zou is recruiting apprentices today, and I have already registered your name for you. You must arrive at Maoshi , if you mess up this opportunity, be careful with your skin!"

Longman:"……"

Don't worry, I want to get out of this damn place more than you do.

"Release the task of apprenticeship! Please the host work hard to become Zou Dequan's apprentice and improve cooking skills! [Apprenticeship (0/1) not completed]"

Le Ning's eyelids twitched, but he didn't respond.

It wasn't until the people outside the door saw that she was working honestly that they turned around and left.

Although the eyelids are still fighting, Le Ning has slowly walked to the stove, poured water, poured flour, kneaded the dough, and added a piece of fermented dough to make the dough...

While rubbing, Le Ning heard the happy voice in his mind sound again:

"Congratulations for lighting up the primary level of steamed cake making skills! [Steamed cake making primary level (1/1) √] rewards 50 points! Please keep up the good work of the host!"

Le Ning looked around, but he didn't see the debt-collecting ghost couple, so he whispered to the voice in his head for the thousand and tenth time, "Sister, please go and tie someone else up. I eat and drink well in modern times, and I have family and friends, so you can send me back, I swear I know I was wrong, and I will never stay up late again!"

Until now, Le Ning still firmly believes that her time-traveling three days ago was God's punishment for staying up all night. This is also the reason why she is willing to suffer in this dilapidated house for a few days, enjoying the local people's tricks and swearing.

The voice took the trouble to answer her: "The host's transmigration is an irresistible factor, and it's not my ability. I just want to find the right person!"

"What is the right person?" Le Ning asked.

"He who saves the Great Li Dynasty from danger and makes the world healthy and the country peaceful." The voice spoke of this ultimate goal with an air of pride.

Le Ning sneered: "Come on, tell me your name again."

"God chef system!"

Le Ning patted his flour-smeared hands: "Well said, a cook system, thinking about saving the common people all day long, is there something wrong with you or me?"

The magic chef system retorted unconvinced: "Governing a big country is like cooking a small fish!"

Le Ning's plan to return to modern times for the thousand and first time was shattered, and he answered it wearily: "I suggest you cook your brain first, coat it with egg wash, stick it with bread crumbs, and fry it in the pan until golden yellow and crispy Control the oil and fish it out, and the children next door are crying."

Master Chef System: "...QAQ"

……

It's a moment.

Le Ning pinched a few steamed buns and steamed them in a pot, and then she slipped out the door with a finger-like meat stick. This is the monthly money that Tuna said Master Zou gave to the apprentices, so she could live in the house like that. The two pickling couples left this meat between their teeth for apprenticeship, otherwise they would have to go to the lake to steal a few lotus pods to explain.

After a few days of observation, she discovered that this dynasty collectively referred to stuffed buns, steamed buns, and pastries of various colors as steamed cakes—so it’s no wonder she was lazy just steaming steamed buns.

She went out wearing a patched, somewhat yellowish white dress, and when she got on the street, she could smell the smell coming from those shops that were similar to snack shops, with the burnt aroma of sesame seed pancakes. Hearing the sound of those barbarian masters beating the sesame seed cakes bang bang, and seeing the white air wafting out of the cake steamer.

On the side of the street, there are occasional officials in blue court uniforms rushing to the court, who hurried to sit down in the shop, and shouted, "Here is a bowl of Hoto!"

After a while, Le Ning saw the shop assistant bringing up a bowl of noodles with soup, and then he suddenly realized that Hoto is something similar to noodles!

A guy smiled at her and asked cheerfully, "Ah Lang, what do you want?"

That's right, she was wearing men's clothes at the moment, after all, if she was a young lady, she wouldn't be able to go to the streets alone, let alone go to worship some master.

Le Ning thought of the embarrassment that he didn't have half a copper coin on his body, shook his head at the guy, and continued walking forward with his little meat stick.

After walking a few more steps, she saw the high walls surrounding the room, and she was a little dazed:

Fangshi system.

The impression of this in my mind is only in the Tang Dynasty, so she traveled through an overhead era similar to the Tang Dynasty?