attack stream of life

"Change the probability, turn the impossible into possible, what kind of fairy skill is this? This is to change the fate against the sky..."

Until returning to the tasker community, the system was still in a trance.

As the first generation system, the craftsman system has lived long enough that he knows 90.00% of the variation skills derived from cooking.Adding status is the most common and practical, as well as healing curses, adding special auras, and so on.

But never heard of such.

Modifying the probability of infinite impossibility, if it is used well, it is not impossible to turn against the wind at critical times.

Qingchuan is recognized as the life flow system with the lowest mission risk, and many of the risks he encountered before were due to his own skillful operation.So such a thing is of little use to him.

But you want to sell it for diamonds, because the food is time-sensitive and random, and the price given by the system is not very high.

This thing has a probability problem. Sometimes you wait for it to save your life, but unfortunately, you don’t trigger this probability, or you trigger it, but it triggers the probability conversion of other events, which is embarrassing.

For this reason, the prices are not too high.

Who cares, this is an artifact that directly modifies impossible probabilities!

If it weren't for the time-sensitive food, and its own random selection function, with this heaven-defying ability, it could directly be selected as a special item of out-of-print quality.

The system was so excited that it couldn't help itself. When it turned around, it saw that the host was browsing the forum very calmly, and was already looking at the group of B-level taskers.There is also a small chat room in the lower right corner, where he is having a video chat with Wei Ge on the opposite side.

"?!" When did you get in touch?

Wei Ge in the video was still at his most attractive when he was 'Wei Ge'. He was about 30 years old, successful in his career and personable.But Qingchuan is a little more tender, with a pair of typical peach blossom eyes, like the kind of playboy who dominates the dance, but his expression is a bit cold.

Qing Chuan looked at the information sent by the B-level taskers on the page, and looked at the video window in the corner from the corner of his eye, and only made a sentence from time to time, seeming a little indifferent.

But if you say you don't care, and you respond just right every time, you actually listened carefully.

That Wei Ge looked very happy, sometimes he didn't even speak, just looked at Qing Chuan's chin from that angle.This angle is particularly challenging, even if it is Qingchuan, it will be uglier than other angles, but the other party looks at it with gusto.

"Uncle, shall we do the task together next time?"

"Is the identity issue resolved?"

"Well, I did a single task, which can be regarded as erasing what I started halfway."

Wei Ge was silent for a moment, "That world is the world of celestial beings, and there is a Sansheng stone that inquired about the third life. I saw my previous life, my surname was Jin, and a person buried my body, his surname was Jiang. They only saw After meeting four times, we only talked twice. Uncle, that person is so stupid, he didn’t say anything, he kept it in his heart until he died.”

Qing Chuan was stunned, his fingers stopped in mid-air.

"Sanshengshi, I only have the past life and the present life. The past life is me and you, the present life is also you and me, and the future is also you and me. Is our fate just destined?"

Qing Chuan's fingers landed on the keyboard steadily, and he was still used to the feeling of tapping with his fingers.

His eyes were fixed on the forum pages, and he replied in a very calm voice: "Read more books and less superstition. I agree that we are destined, but I disagree, we are destined but not destined."

"Then do you agree?"

"Let's do the task together. I think about the future of dating every day? What's yours is always yours. What's the rush?" Qing Chuan seemed to smile, and the corners of his mouth curled up, but soon it seemed to be nothing.

Wei Ge kept staring, looked carefully, and was greatly encouraged, "Wherever Uncle is going, I will go there."

"Then you have to keep up. I am impatient to wait for others. If you can't keep up, I won't stay."

"Of course."

There is a newly opened tavern on Qitang Street in Guli.

Because of its high quality and low price, this newly opened tavern spread among the nearby workers.I heard that the owner of the tavern is a young and handsome young man. He is a chef inherited from the family. Although he is young, he is very calm.

He opened the tavern with all his savings.

Since this tavern is newly opened, there are currently only three kinds of wine, slightly sweet light rice wine, strong Huoshaoyun and the wine that ladies like.

But there are a lot of snacks there, such as breaded and crispy corn cakes, golden rice cakes dipped in mint sauce, croquettes made of minced meat mixed with vegetables, chicken wings that are crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. drumstick……

These snacks taste good and are not expensive. Even the most stingy person can spend more than ten or twenty yuan, order a glass of light rice wine and two pieces of fried rice cakes, and sit at the bar to kill time.

Mr. Lin came to the tavern after work, and his wife took their two children to enjoy the delicious but expensive food. Foreign high-end restaurants go to the main set meal, and a meal may cost several hundred yuan.

He counted the money in his pocket, and it was only 30 yuan. He couldn't eat the restaurant downstairs, and he was tired of the taste of the takeaways, so he thought of this well-received tavern introduced by his colleagues.

Although the name is a tavern, it also provides delicious, filling and nutritious meals.

This tavern is really small, with an open kitchen, a long curved counter, and eight separate round tables underneath. The menu and today's main set menu are posted on the wall.The visual area does not exceed [-] square meters, or more than a dozen people sitting or standing.

A young and spirited boy stood behind a long cabinet, pouring wine for the guests and listening to their complaints with a smile.There is a strong smell of food and wine in the small space.

It's only five o'clock now, are there already that many people?

Mr. Lin couldn't help feeling that the business seemed to be going well.

The price list on the wall is more expensive than other fast food restaurants, but the people ordering are crowded at the counter, as if they are afraid that they will be gone one step later, with a look of anticipation and eagerness on their faces.

"Hello, do you have seafood fried rice?"

Mr. Lin squeezed to the front of the long cabinet with difficulty, and he touched his hungry stomach with his hands. His wife and children were enjoying the treatment of an emperor, but he had to eat a bowl of seafood fried rice for dinner.

I hope the exaggerated compliments from my colleagues are true. This boss looks too young and handsome. He feels like a high school student, so I can't trust him.

"Okay, please wait a moment." The young boss smiled at him with a warm smile, then rolled up his sleeves and walked to the workbench.

Mr. Lin watched him turn on the range hood, pull down the transparent glass cover, scoop out a bowl of crystal clear white rice from the large rice cooker beside him, and take out all kinds of processed ingredients from the refrigerator .

Mr. Lin was just waiting to eat with a bitter face, but gradually his eyes showed incredible emotions. He gently pushed down his glasses, and carefully and harshly examined the comments in his heart.

The actions of this young boss look very professional, and there is an indescribable beauty.

As a reporter for a newspaper, I was fortunate enough to participate in a regional competition of the God of Cooking Competition. Those chefs who are said to have advanced professional certificates are not so proficient and understatement. Even through the glass cover, they can already smell the particularly attractive smell. aroma.

"Your seafood fried rice, 28 yuan, thank you for your patronage."

The young boss used a knife to carve two carrot flowers, and then used mint sauce to outline the decoration of the leaves. With the perfect semi-circular seafood fried rice and plain white gold-rimmed porcelain plate, it is simply a work of art.

The rice and all kinds of ingredients from the sea are kneaded together evenly. Although it is fried rice, it does not look greasy at all, and the strong aroma of the sea has been drilled into the nose.

"It looks delicious. Then I'll have seafood fried rice too."

"Yes, the ingredients are very rich, and the presentation is also very beautiful. As always, the five-star treatment. Then give me one too."

"Sorry." The young boss shook his head regretfully, "The ingredients for seafood fried rice are already the last. Today's main dish is the sailor set meal, and seafood fried rice is very popular."

The main course of the sailor set meal is seafood fried rice, and the side dishes are steamed eggs with clams, razor clams in oil, cold jellyfish skin, soup is seaweed soup, and snacks such as octopus balls and squid rings.

"I knew that the daily main set meal would be ordered soon. Since there is no seafood fried rice, let's have a steamed egg with clams, razor clam and seaweed soup, and a bowl of white rice. It's a big portion."

"Then I want a preserved egg and lean meat porridge. I don't want to eat too much at night. If I drink alcohol, there will be an important meeting tomorrow. It's a pity that there is no takeaway here. Boss, consider calling a takeaway knight. The business will definitely be very good."

"Not yet." The boss gently rejected the proposal, "Then, please wait a moment."

Mr. Lin is holding a walnut wooden plate with seafood fried rice and chopsticks and spoons on it.

The tables below were full of people, they were immersed in the fragrance of the food, and no one was in the mood to pay attention to others.He found a table with only one person sitting there, "Sorry to bother you, is there anyone here?"

This is a very strange person, dressed in a formal attire that seems to be going to parties and banquets at any time, with a straight back, a posture of enjoying delicious food at the level of a state banquet, but his movements are as fast as a hungry wolf.

The man in formal attire was eating with his head down, and it was fried rice with seafood. He couldn't even bear to leave the spoon, so he reached out and pointed to an empty seat, and then buried himself in eating again.

Is it really that delicious?

Mr. Lin was full of anticipation. As soon as he sat down, he couldn't wait to dig a spoonful of fried rice with shrimps.

As if a refreshing sea breeze blows through the heart, the slightly sweet shrimp, the salty sea salt, the extremely fresh sea fish, and those unnamed shellfish.

He felt the rice grains dancing between his lips and tongue, the seafood seemed to be alive, rolling around his teeth and the tip of his tongue, the cool sea breeze was blowing in his belly, a tornado rolled up on his tongue, there were shrimps and shellfish constantly , The fish was rolled up, crushed, and rushed into his throat. It was so wonderful that it could not be described in words.

One mouthful, one mouthful, reluctant to swallow it, but the movements became faster and faster unconsciously.

Finally, there was no more grain of rice on the white porcelain plate. Mr. Lin stared blankly at the spoon and plate, and searched again unwillingly, but he really finished eating.

He breathed out lightly, and ate the carrot. The carrot was cooked in the soup, which was a little sweet and fresh. The spoon was dipped in a little mint sauce, which was cool, and his mouth was refreshed and hungry again.

He felt that he was hungry again and could eat another plate of seafood fried rice.

I touched my pocket, but there were only two coins, and I was short of three yuan for a fried rice cake.

Mr. Lin stood up and carried the wooden tray to the exit. The tray was placed in a plastic bucket, and the wooden tray was stacked on top of other used wooden trays.

There are no waiters in the tavern, and everyone is very self-conscious. Mr. Lin also noticed that the plates and bowls were empty, there was no soup left, and the tableware in the plastic bucket was as clean as if it had just been taken out.

You can eat such great food for only 28 yuan. Compared with the increasingly difficult price of seafood, there is not much profit at all. The boss is really a very good person, and he will come here often in the future. Mr. Lin made up his mind before leaving.

The tavern closed at 10:30, although there were still two drunken guests who didn't want to leave, Qing Chuan sent them away very politely and resolutely.

He sent the wooden tray and the plastic bucket containing the tableware into the tableware cleaning box purchased with a lot of money. This amazing existence will spend half an hour cleaning and disinfecting these tableware. He really hates washing dishes the most, none of them.

The second floor of the tavern was his house. He insisted on buying the two-story converted building with a small attic in a bad location because there were very complete household equipment upstairs, and it was a fully functional single apartment.

In addition, there is a basement downstairs, which was probably used as a warehouse in the past. It is only a dozen square meters and is well sealed. Now it is used to store wine.

"If it wants to use this method to prove that it is indeed a B-level difficulty, which should not be underestimated, then he has indeed succeeded." Qing Chuan looked at the young man in the mirror, and he looked like a human being. Who would have thought that this was actually an attachment The ghost on the knife.

The original owner is indeed a descendant of a family of chefs, but he was a chef during the Hongwu period of the Ming Dynasty.Because of his accidental meritorious service, his grandfather begged Grace to leave his craftsmanship and bought a house and fields in his hometown so that his descendants could read and write and take the imperial examination.

He is the best-reader among the third generation, but he just likes to deal with oil fumes, and he is torn between family tasks and real hobbies.

After he read Juren, he refused to continue. Instead, he opened an ethnology in his hometown, taught the family's nephews, and learned cooking from his grandfather in his spare time.

Later, he became seriously ill and died three years later.

Then Qingchuan came.

Or because of the original owner's obsession, Qingchuan attached himself to the ancestral sword.

This knife has been passed from one cook to the next for hundreds of years, and he studied and observed it silently as a ghost.Until modern times, he was sent to a local museum as an 'antique kitchen knife'.

As an ancient relic left by previous dynasties.

That's right, this world is a parallel world, and the three dynasties of the Qing Dynasty are gone. It's good to hear.

One night, the museum was pierced by a boulder falling from the sky, and the red light directly smashed the opposite booth of "Ancient Textile Products" into a deep pit.A red light spot floated out of the deep pit and landed in front of him.

【Do you want to own an entity and continue the business you like? 】

A seductive voice drilled into his ears.

Qingchuan was stunned.

System, someone is stealing your business!

"Bah! I'm not a black system, so I don't want to play this game." The system was even more excited than him, "The plot! The plot is finally about to start! The process, this is the process, you can do it if you want it, and you can just do it later It's easy to kill it."

Qingchuan was tired of being an antique knife. Apart from pondering how to use the mental power he bought at a high price every day, he also pondered cooking skills. Every day when he opened his eyes, he saw the same scenery. At this time, he naturally said: Yes.

【Sign a contract with me and become my servant...】

The red dot was ecstatic, and turned into a red hideous monster, which was about to pounce on it.

What happened afterwards, this is the story of the devil and the farmer.

The farmer is safe and sound, the devil has been sealed again, no, what's worse, it was taken in by the farmer, just escaped from birth, and then entered the cage again in a blink of an eye, allowing sadness.

This incident tells us that when you think you are a hunter, at least confirm that the prey is the prey, and you will not kill back.

After finishing the demon, Qing Chuan woke up again, he had changed into the appearance of a boy.

"What's the situation? I remember that the mission has been carried out for no more than 100 years? I have been here for more than 400 years." Qing Chuan twisted every part of his body, and he didn't know if he hadn't turned into a knife. Being a human is so good one thing.

"You also said to perform the mission. How do you execute it when you become a knife? Now is the beginning of the mission. I didn't expect that the original owner would leave everything to you early. He may not want to become a knife to wait for you. Hundreds of years."

Then I am willing?Qing Chuan thought angrily.

Fortunately, he was sleeping most of the time, and the system and his monsters were entertaining, otherwise he would have to be forced into autism.

"Come, come, let's come here officially. Now release the task: to build a place where humans and monsters coexist harmoniously, and to gain the trust of both sides. Choose one of the three skills of embroidery, makeup, and food carving to learn and reach the master level .The host has been selected, and the carving makes the ingredients turn around gorgeously, please become a master of food carving."

After entering the B-level world, more choices are given in terms of skill tasks, and most of them are auxiliary deepened versions of the skills that have been learned before.

Because the mastermind believes that skills are more expensive than fine skills, and ten birds in the forest are not as good as one bird in the hand.

The main brain has always been the tasker's mother.

"You said the plot has begun?"

"A big monster broke through a barrier, sneaked into the human world, fell in love with the protagonist, and killed each other. The boulder that fell from the sky just now was a monster that escaped with the big monster. And, it's not just this one, several others This enchantment will be broken one after another, and the spiritual energy will be revived, and it is destined to share this beautiful country with humans and monsters... By the way, have you thought about what to do?"

"Hundreds of years, I've thought about it a long time ago." Qing Chuan laughed, and he stretched, "I want to open a tavern, selling wine, vegetables, and feelings."

"I have wine, do you have a story?"