Cultivation of a Foodie God [Holographic Online Game]

"My Song family will not have your son! If you come back crying one day, marry me to Your Excellency the Viscount!"

Father Song was about to be mad at Song Chi, a bastard. He really didn't know if he was really stupid or not. If he married him, he wouldn't have to worry about eating and drinking. If he could get the Viscount's favor, the Song family would follow suit.

"I'm a man! If you like the Viscount, you can marry yourself!"

Thinking about how he, Song Chi, a man of seven feet, could submit to another man's asshole!Although after the baptism of a disaster, women belched two or three times one after another, resulting in an imbalance between men and women.But he is still confident that he can find a woman who loves him, even though he is a little bit less talented and physically weaker than ordinary people.

Well, he's just a useless piece of shit.

Whether it is in various basic physical skills or in the interests he loves, the word runs through, scum.

It's still capitalized and bold.

Father Song has already blown his beard and stared at him. To be honest, he married early. Since the disaster, technology has developed rapidly, and women are gradually going to perish. The good days are coming!

Although his own son is a bit useless, God has given him a good-looking appearance, which no women can compare to.

"Get out of Song's house, I'll wait for you to come back and beg me to marry you off!"

Misty Grass, let's go!

He still doesn't believe that he can't support himself with his looks and wisdom!

Reality is like a stepmother's hand, slapping Song Chi hard.

Not long after leaving Song's house, he realized that he was short of money. After a moment of regret, he decided to find a house to live in first.

Holding a terminal to check rental housing information, things like mobile phones have become a new antique as early as 800 years ago.

Song Chi rummaged patiently and finally found a house with a reasonable price, but it was too small without a kitchen.

who is he! ?He is a good boy who loves to cook!

In this era when prices are soaring and even a cabbage costs a gold coin, Song Chi resolutely persisted in his incomparably great hobby.Although the things made are hard to eat.

But now that the wallet is gone, I have to compromise with reality.

[Want to become a great god?Want to be rich?Want to become the overlord of a generation of martial arts?Come to the Tower of God, there is nothing you can't imagine! ] Suddenly an advertisement popped up on the terminal, and I wanted to X to dismiss it, but suddenly realized that this is the hottest large-scale online game now, and it has a special money-making model.

He likes this way of making money!Maybe he can find a girl in the game to stay with him for the rest of his life!Just thinking about it makes me a little excited!

Gritting his teeth, he added the cost of the nutrient solution in the nutrition warehouse and the game plug-in of the tower to the shopping list.

The address was filled with a newly rented house, but the Wu Zang Temple rang out inappropriately.

Eating is the biggest thing in the world, and no one can lose their stomach if they lose money.

Song Chi was about to go to the restaurant, eat and drink, suddenly remembered the price list with a string of zeros in the hotel, and gave up immediately, resigned to his fate, and ran to the nearby convenience store to buy a nutritional pill.

If it’s not dark, and the soil doesn’t walk in autumn, if you want to eat more lotus root, eat more lotus root.

Song Chi almost collapsed when he tasted the nutrition pill. He thought it would be bad, but he never thought it would be this bad!

"Nimma...earthy."

He has really become the legendary dirt-eating boy, the smell of dirt seems to be overwhelming for a long time and refuses to dissipate!Although it is unpalatable, the nutrition pill can last for two days, so there is no need to be afraid of being hungry.

A message suddenly rang from the terminal.

[The landlord has confirmed payment, ready to move in at any time! ]

I have to lament that the technology of the new era is fast and convenient. The new house is not far away, and it takes only 5 minutes to trot there.

When Song Chi arrived at the door of the new house, he saw a group of courier brothers knocking on the door desperately with large and small boxes.

"Stop knocking! It's mine!" I secretly sighed in my heart at the speed of efficiency.

"Mr. Song, right? Sign for your item, and we can help you install it!"

Song Chi opened the door with the lock code sent by the landlord.

The inside of the house was not generally clean, and the emptiness had a desolate feel to it.

The courier boy is very nimble, and the nutrition warehouse was quickly installed in this empty room. Just plug in the nutrient solution and you can enjoy entertainment. No, work hard to make money!

"Mr. Song, the store specially gave away a month's supply of nutrient solution. I wish you a happy life!"

Song Chi bought the nutrient solution for half a year, and he bought it from the cheapest line, and now it's as miraculous as the world's pie to give away an extra month.

In order to get the girl as soon as possible, Song Chi, bah!In order to live independently as soon as possible, insert the nutrient solution into the card slot of the nutrition compartment, then get into the nutrition compartment and start the game.

Ding----

Game launched 90% 100% complete!

[Welcome to the tower world, where you will choose an entry-level occupation, each entry-level occupation is related to future martial arts and skills, you must carefully consider it~]

A long-legged girl appeared in front of Song Chi and started the introduction. Although she knew that the other party was just a computer data npc, she couldn't hold back Song Chi's determination to appreciate beauties. In reality, women are very rare to see!

After thinking about it for three minutes, Song Chi decided to choose this assassin named 'Dark Night'. Although the name sounds tacky, the skills and gang mentioned in the introduction are so cool!

OK!Such a happy decision!

"Sister! I want to be an assassin!"

Ding--

"Please load all the user information later, please choose an Eddie that suits you~"

Song Chi Lengbi, he doesn't play games often and has never given birth to a son. He has never done such a thing as naming a name!

"Hiss...what should I choose...my name is Song Chi so..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the girl's cute voice.

"The system has automatically recognized it, Song Chi! Welcome to the world of God Tower!"

Fog Grass!Bridge Bean Sacks!This is not his intention!Is this system eating arrows?

After a while, Song Chi found that he had completely entered the game world.An old man with a serious face rewarded Song Chi with a chestnut.

Is Song Chi so stupefied that he is sicker than an NPC!

"Song Chi? I haven't recovered after being in a daze for so long, but the name is really interesting. Since this is the case, I will accept you as my apprentice! The people who want to be the apprentice of the old man Gu Xuanwu have all lined up on Chang'an Avenue! You are the first one of the old man!" As a disciple, this old man will definitely train you to be the God of Cooking in this divine tower!"

Speaking of emotion, Gu Xuanwu stroked his smooth chin in relief.

It is indeed a happy event for someone to accept him as a disciple after entering the game system, but please say the last two words again!It's too windy for him to hear!What the hell is God of Cooking!Didn't he choose the coolest assassin character!

Ding - Since it is detected that the user's physique and talent are below the level, the system matches the character by default.

Facts have proved that it was not the system that ate the arrow but he himself!

#On the arrows we ate together in those years#

Sure enough, he was still useless in the game, but thinking about his even more useless cooking skills, a premonition of bleak future struck him.

"Come in with the old man, today the old man will teach you how to make Roujiamo."

Song Chi found out that he was now in a simple farmyard, and the architecture kept the original flavor of the ancient style, giving him a feeling of going back to ancient times.

"Eh? Here it comes, master!"

Although it is very culinary, I also like it very much.

On the mahogany table was a ball of uncooked dough and a bowl of glistening stewed pork belly.

"The old man will show you first, the old man's skills over the past few decades."

Gu Xuanwu's culinary skills are not like his goatee.

A layer of flour was sprinkled on the dough, and Gu Xuanwu's hands like firewood were particularly strong at this time. The dough was kneaded repeatedly under his hands, and the surface gradually became smooth, indicating that the toughness of the dough had reached the peak.

At the same time, put the firewood into the crock furnace to start preheating.

"Teacher, the layer of the meat bun is the most important key to improving the taste. The heat and time must be pinched properly."

Song Chi nodded quickly, how could this kind of master not listen when he taught skills!

The center of the crock furnace had begun to turn red gradually, and the temperature had reached a limit. Gu Xuanwu extinguished the hot fire with water, and it seemed that he was not in a hurry to put the kneaded dough in.

"Master, the fire is gone! How do you bake this bun?!"

"Because it is a crock furnace, it has strong heat transfer and is not easy to dissipate heat. If you put it directly on it and bake it, you will be mentally retarded."

Song Chi remained silent.

Gu Xuanwu touched the crock furnace, "It's ok."

Cut the dough just now into sections, knead them into palm-sized pieces, sprinkle with flour, brush a thin layer of oil on the surface, and stick them on the inside of the crock furnace in a smooth manner.This set of movements is smooth and smooth, and it is impossible to do this without thousands of exercises.

The residual temperature of the crock furnace has not dissipated, and the dough cake is tightly attached to the crock furnace, and the heat and oil make a slight chugging sound.

Paste the rest of the dough one by one, and wait for it to be done.

"Are you dumbfounded? This old man is just trying his hand at a small test today. If this old man goes back to 20 years ago, he will be able to dominate the world again. That's right, and this meat."

Gu Xuanwu took the braised pork belly out of the gravy and placed it on the chopping board to finely chop it.

I only heard the sound of the knife falling on the chopping board, but did not see the movement of the knife.You can only see the light and shadow of the knife moving up and down, which shows the depth of the knife skill.

"The knife technique used by the old man is his own unique creation, and this meat must be selected from three types of meat and three kinds of fat. If it is thin, it will be wood, and if it is fat, it will be greasy."

With that said, all the marinated pork belly has been cut and put into the boiling/hot gravy.

The meat has been cut as thin as a cicada, and it seems to be hidden in the gravy.

Gu Xuanwu took the buns off the wall of the furnace one by one, and the white buns were scorched yellow, emitting heat.

Gently cut a small opening, and the cotton-like inside scrambles to spit out the mist.

There was a smell of wheat in the house, and this steamed bun alone was enough to make people salivate. While it was still hot, I scooped up the marinated pork belly from the gravy, filtered off the excess juice, and stuffed it into the white inner pouch.

The smell of meat and wheat are intertwined in this simple house, which attracts the gluttons in Songchi.

It smells good, it smells really good!I feel like my nose is about to get pregnant!

He swallowed shamefully.

"Want to eat?"

Gu Xuanwu smirked, and deliberately shook the Roujiamo in his hand.

Song Chi's watery and pitiful face made Gu Xuanwu laugh.

"take it."

Song Chi took the steaming Roujiamo without even saying thank you, but he took a step forward and stuffed the Roujiamo into his mouth in one gulp.

What a goblin whose body is more honest than his mouth.

The gravy enters every corner of the tongue coating along the stewed meat. The gravy has absorbed the essence of the pork belly. The aroma of the meat echoes between the lips and teeth. The slightly spicy taste of the meat awakens the appetite, and the fat has turned into oily water and absorbed by the bun. , the bun is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, served with stewed pork, and you can't wait to swallow your tongue. The slightly spicy stimulation and the mellow meat texture are perfectly integrated. This is probably the feeling of going to heaven.

After a few mouthfuls, the taste just now is still in the aftertaste between the lips.

Watching the master make a few more, I was satisfied after eating two more.

"Want to learn?"

"Ok!"

Dream about it!