Bigshot Cultivator Bewildering People Every Day

System 5555, the second-generation system, has independent evolution and learning functions. It is a perfect creation, the best friend of the host, and an angel of hope that brings love and peace to the original owner...

All in all, the system 5555 is very good at learning.

The first thing it learned from Luo Jiujiang was that Han Qianling was more important than anything else.

Don't ask why, just ask "Wow Qianling!", "It's Qianling!", "My Qianling!"

Damn mental retardation.

So now, it and Luo Jiujiang are riding on a high-speed train returning home, because it is said that "the breath of Qianling comes from the direction of the original owner's hometown."

As for why Luo Jiujiang failed to pinpoint the location of Han Qianling, it probably has something to do with Heaven's obstruction.

Luo Jiujiang was not optimistic about why Fang Tiandao deliberately concealed Han Qianling's aura.

He felt that the other party might want to chew Qianling's soul fragments for himself.

The system, on the other hand, held the opposite opinion, but didn't dare to speak out.

——The way of heaven here is too wise. He knew that Luo Jiujiang would die for "Han Qianling", so he quickly hid him.

If we can hide it more tightly, how much trouble can everyone save.

Anyway, since people didn't hide it, there was no need to say anything.The system numbly guided Luo Jiujiang to book a high-speed rail ticket to his hometown.

What Luo Jiujiang said earlier, "You can't let the child go back home skinny, or the old man will feel distressed after seeing it", these words were obviously eaten by him by himself.

Luo Jiujiang said: "I can lift an iron to show the old man, and tell him that thinness is the result of fitness. One ton is not enough to lift two tons, and he will definitely believe it."

system:"……"

The system doesn't want to talk.

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The location of Lin Jingjiang's hometown town is relatively remote. In addition to taking the high-speed rail for ten hours, he also needs to transfer to another bus. Finally, he can drag his suitcase for a while, or take a three-wheeled electric car that costs [-] yuan.

Overall, the journey will take about a day.

So System 5555 took it for granted that it had at least one day to rest.Of course, during the journey, it is happy to chat with the host, or scroll the screen to show the host the e-book or something.

After all, as long as his host is not a demon, he is very generous, generous, tolerant and understanding, and it is also a pleasure to chat with him.

But the system underestimated Luo Jiujiang.

It never imagined that for a person like Luo Jiujiang, being a demon can be done regardless of time, place, or occasion.

It was as if it had never imagined that Luo Jiujiang people could teleport in the blink of an eye on the high-speed rail.Just like clocking in regularly, he suddenly flew to Ji Shijie's house at [-] o'clock in the middle of the night, and then beat him up again!

system:[……]

It also thought that Luo Jiujiang had forgotten about it, how could he still remember it!

Coincidentally, Ji Shijie, who watched the live broadcast in fear today, learned from the live broadcast that Luo Jiujiang was going back to his hometown, so the live broadcast was suspended for a day, and Ji Shijie thought so too.

Luo Jiujiang answered the system: [It's just a back and forth, and it doesn't take much trouble. ]

His reply to Ji Shijie was much simpler, only two words: "Repay the money!"

Ji Shijie was really about to cry.

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Afterwards, the system finally remembered to ask Luo Jiujiang: [Host, you obviously have this ability, so why don't you just go home and take the high-speed rail, passenger car, and electric tricycle? ]

After all, you can fly hundreds of kilometers in an instant to beat the target person, and then fly hundreds of kilometers to return to the high-speed rail as if nothing happened.

Luo Jiujiang said very calmly, innocently, and confidently: [Because I abide by the rules of the world! ]

The system was speechless for a moment.

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The town has blue tiles and white walls, and the ground on the public avenue is ground flat cement.

In the small courtyards of each family, generally everyone does not lay red bricks or plaster.

The yard stones are usually paved with a local special bluestone, the slabs are thick, the stone surface is smooth, the color is matched with the green moss, there is a kind of tranquility among the vegetation, and it feels cool in summer.

Mr. Lin moved a bench and sat in the bluestone courtyard.

He hid under the eaves of the black tiles, smoking a hookah pipe in his hand.Sometimes when the soot accumulates, just knock it on the bluestone floor—it is convenient and strong.

The little old man squinted his eyes, and in the vertical and horizontal lines on his face, each segment contained a bit of wisdom in life.

Mr. Lin is a cook. Generally speaking, a skinny cook weighs three hundred catties.But he is different, he is not tall, and his figure is shriveled.

Only those who invite the old man to show off his face as a finale during festivals, weddings and banquets will know that the old man is not weak, and can even hold a large iron pot weighing more than ten catties, and can cook flowers.

In his old age, fame and fortune, people should look away from everything.The only thing he cares about is probably his own grandson.

It was at this time that Luo Jiujiang dragged his suitcase and walked into the gate of the courtyard.

Mr. Lin's eyes, which were originally squinted, suddenly widened.

"Back?" he said happily.

Luo Jiujiang looked at the old man who was full of satisfaction even in the wrinkles in front of him, and his heart was softened at once.

He always has nothing to do with this kind of old man.It's the same for the loving old lady at home, and it's the same for the old man in front of him who is so excited that he swallows his cigarette in one gulp.

"I'm back, how are you doing?"

"It's very good." Mr. Lin came over and pulled Luo Jiujiang's arm, his strength was quite strong, "You come back today, the old man will cook! Tell grandpa what kind of food you want to eat. The vegetables in the backyard are all fresh. Yes, there are chickens too...you can cook and eat anything."

Luo Jiujiang supported the old man with his backhand, and said with a smile: "I don't want to trouble you... Do you want to try my handicraft?"

Mr. Lin was a little dazed: "Xiaojiang can cook?"

"Yes. I came back this time to learn how to cook from you, and to inherit your skills."

The old man was even happier when he heard this: "Good! Good! Our Xiaojiang is sensible."

"Then today's welcome feast for you, you have to let grandpa come."

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When the live broadcast room was opened, the fans were a little surprised.

- "Did the anchor start the broadcast so early, didn't he ask for a day off yesterday?"

- "It's time to get home now, the anchor must be tired after a long day."

However, this voice was quickly suppressed, because what appeared in the camera was not the familiar face, but a pair of old hands.

The anchor's voice in the voiceover is clear: "Going home, grandpa said to make braised pork. I thought about it, everyone is still at work, and they may be hungry, so I will show you."

... What a bad streamer!

So why not zoom in a bit closer? !

The pork for braised pork was picked by Luo Jiujiang and Mr. Lin in the street together.According to the usual practice, Luo Jiujiang washed the whole piece of pork with spiritual energy when Mr. Lin was not paying attention.

This made the old man very shocked when he held the pork later: "When did the meat station in the town be willing to spend a lot of money to buy this kind of good meat?"

The deliberately selected pork has three layers of streaky meat. The meat is tender, pink and slightly sticky to the touch. It is the first-class fresh food.

The backs of the old man's hands were already covered with blue veins, and there was a layer of loose dark skin, and he was still unambiguous when he picked up the knife.The pork was still tough when sticking to the knife, but he cut the pork belly into pieces neatly.

The bullet screen praised:

- "The anchor is really a family background"

- "Now I know how the anchor's knife skills are practiced."

After the meat was ready, Mr. Lin started to fry the sugar.

Stir-frying sugar color is a delicate job, and the grasp of the heat should be extraordinarily precise.

Once the sugar is fried, the meat tastes burnt and bitter.But if the frying is not enough, the sugar color will be light.Without the visual stimulation of thick juice and thick sauce, no matter how full the taste is, it will not be interesting to eat.

The old man was not at all afraid of the camera. Under the witness of netizens, he fried the sugar steadily into the sweetest, bubbly, and burnt red color that made the index finger move.

Needless to say, putting the meat into the pot, just looking at the fried sugar juice, many people can't help but start to drool.

Then the meat was put into the pot and rolled evenly in the sugar juice, stained with a wonderful red color.Accompanied by the soft hissing sound in the pot, the pieces of meat are colored, and each of them is full of juice. They are cooked in the pot, and the edges are slightly burnt.

The smell of meat and sweetness is almost ready to come out through the screen, rushing towards the audience through the most vivid visual stimulation.

One word, greedy; two words, so greedy; three words, really want to cry!

Mr. Lin's kitchen is complete with all kinds of seasonings.Onion, ginger and cinnamon are just the basic seasoning, and aniseed anise is also a regular spice.

When the grass fruit Angelica dahurica and red branches are all thrown in, the meat in this pot is not only purely sweet, but also not only locks the aroma of the gravy, all kinds of spices are stewed to produce a wonderful sweetness, all slowly cooked with a small fire. During the stewing, it seeps into the meat bit by bit.

Mr. Lin is not in a hurry to turn up the heat. You should know that braised pork has to be stewed slowly to taste.

As the saying goes, slow fire, less water, don't rush him when he is familiar with himself, he will be beautiful when the fire is full!

The braised pork was stewed carefully for nearly two hours, not only the skin was crispy and the meat was rotten, but the red meat was elastic and the white meat was smooth.As soon as the upper and lower rows of teeth bite, a mouthful of sweet and delicious gravy immediately overflows.Mixed with the light sweet aroma straight to the nasal cavity, it is simply the first-class enjoyment in the world.

Netizens watched the meat pot obsessively through the screen, enduring the visual torment.

The residents of half of the town, on the other hand, smelled the faint smell of meat on the road, and suffered from olfactory torture.

In the lobby room, Mr. Lin put the braised pork in sauce and put it in a basin.There was a large pot full of Thickened Braised Pork with Gorgon Gorgon, the soup was rich and full, and the fragrance wafted for miles, but in the end it could only enter the mouths of two people.

At this moment, their happiness is better than that of thousands of fans watching the live broadcast, and also better than that of half a small town.

Just when Luo Jiujiang was about to put down his chopsticks, his expression suddenly became serious.

The system's heart skipped a beat again.

Sure enough, the next moment, the door of the Lin family was slammed.

The door opened, and standing in front of the door was a young man with a polite but dull and tired expression.

"My surname is Han, and I'm a tourist who came to climb nearby mountains." The man introduced himself, "It's getting late, and I haven't found a hotel here. May I ask you to stay here for one night?"