you are my color

Although Wen Qing was refused by Yu Jinghai to go out, he was not idle.

He still went to exercise first, and today's situation was a little stronger than yesterday. At least 15 minutes later, when he was ejected, he evolved from a dead dog to a "dying dog".

While resting, he asked the system to scan the vicinity to see if there was any unowned land with a lot of weeds.

There are weeds in the yards of every household, but now people don’t pay much attention to them, and it’s no problem to grab a few.But if these people know in the future that all the Yu family snatched away can be exchanged for money to fill their stomachs, they will inevitably come to their door, and at worst they will have to babble a few words in their stomachs.

It's not worth it for a few handfuls of wild vegetables.

The system quickly fed back the results.

There really are, quite a few dollars.

As soon as Pan Yonghui entered the courtyard, she saw her son going out with a basket and shovel.

"Qing'er, where are you going?" She asked strangely.

The son has been staying at home all the time, and he refuses to take a few steps on the road.Are you going out today?

It's really the sun coming out of the west.

"Oh, go back to Dadianzi and dig some wild vegetables," Wen Qing explained, "Our yard is so empty, I've seen it, as long as there is a small path left, we can plant wild vegetables in other places. Valeriana has strong vitality, as long as you plant a piece, you don’t need to worry about it in the future. Its seeds are scattered everywhere, and the plant itself will string roots. Whether we sell vegetables or make breakfast, we don’t have to worry about materials.”

"You rest, go, mom!" Pan Yonghui said immediately, and parked the car aside casually, "Yesterday, mom has been farming for a long time, and I also know these wild vegetables."

Wen Qing didn't really want to go out at first, mainly because his image was too bad, before he worked hard to lose his fat, he wanted to show up in front of people as little as possible.

This is somewhat similar to the psychology of the original owner.

Pan Yonghui left, Wen Qing thought for a while, and didn't listen to her order to rest, but went to the backyard to pick all the ripe breadfruits, and some wild vegetables in moderation.

He can deal with these things first.

He moved a small stool and sat next to the pile of wild vegetables and breadfruit. Just as he was about to reach out, Yu Jinghai came back.

"Son?" Yu Jinghai asked.

He was ridiculed severely by the group leader. Although he got the money back, he was not in a good mood.As soon as he entered the door, he saw his son working.

All the depressed mood disappeared, and he hurried over with big strides.

"Son, just leave it alone and I'll fix it," he said.

Tsk, I was really stupid just now, my son is so sensible, he already knows to help them work, why is he unhappy?As for the weirdo guy, he's quit his job, who remembers who that was.

Wen Qing glanced at him, didn't argue with him, but didn't let go directly as he said, but told Yu Jinghai what to do while cleaning up.

The leaves here should be kept, because this is the tenderest place, and it is also the most delicious and delicious in the whole plant.

The peel on that side needs to be cleaned, because once the breadfruit is ripe, the peel will burst open and fall off in layers, but this does not mean that all the peel will fall off, and some will stick to the edible part of the inner flesh, and It sticks very tightly.

If you clean it by hand, it is very laborious, and it is easy to clean it. The best way is to put the whole breadfruit on the fire and roast it.

After roasting, the peel will automatically shrink and fall from the inner flesh, while the exposed flesh part will become softer and sweeter because of roasting, which makes people feel delicious.

Yu Jinghai didn't understand any of these things, he was an entry-level novice.But he is willing to learn, eager to learn, and he also likes to hear his son tell him the knowledge that he has never heard before in a good voice, and he follows his son's instructions little by little.

Wen Qing watched his movements change from rusty to proficient, and quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Yu Jinghai and his wife are not smart, but they are used to the work, and they quickly got used to cooking with wild vegetables.

Wen Qing only worked with them for two days, and they learned almost everything they could learn, and they couldn't wait to "drive" their son back into the room.

After Wen Qing finished exercising, he took a test by the way.The results showed that he has not lost much weight and his body shape has not changed much, but a little bit of fat tissue has been replaced by muscle clusters.

How much is some gains.

In the following time, Wen Qing focused on the great cause of losing weight.With his continuous efforts and the two-way adjustment of the energy tank and the system, the fat that was stubbornly holding him back finally changed and quietly disappeared a lot.

The original owner's four or five chins were reduced as much as possible, and turned into a double chin, and the thighs, which were thicker than others' waists, finally turned into barely acceptable "radish legs".The most important thing is that his physical strength has improved a lot compared to before. Not only will he not be panting after walking a few steps, but he can also jog for several kilometers without turning into a dead dog.

"Host, you have really changed a lot now." The system sighed.

It completely puts the host's hard work in the past few months in its eyes.Speaking of it, he felt that it was really hard work to host this world.In the previous conscious world, although there will always be various situations, at least people are normal.

Unlike this time, even normal walking is strenuous.

Wen Qing smiled and looked at the yard from the window: "Everyone is working hard, isn't it?"

In the front yard, wild vegetables grow lush and lush; in the back yard, the number of bread trees has changed from three or four to a dozen.If it weren't for Yu Jinghai's consideration that there must be a certain distance between trees to grow healthily, Pan Yonghui would still want to dig ten or eight of them back.

Now, they no longer make wild vegetable porridge for breakfast and bread, but there are quite a few people who sell it outside, and they all learn the craft from Yu Jinghai and his wife to make money for themselves.

Yu Jinghai and his wife devoted themselves to planting wild vegetables and tending bread trees as their son said.

In addition to Yu's family, other people finally realized that wild vegetables can be sold, and learned to dig wild vegetables, grow or sell them, and competitors of Yu's family gradually appeared.

In the past few months, Yu Jinghai and his wife, relying on the breakfast at the beginning and then focusing on selling wild vegetables, bread and fruits, did earn the money that they usually need to work in the factory for more than a year.

But since last week, with more and more people selling the same product, their dishes have gradually changed from being sold out as soon as they appeared, to being sold out after standing for half a day, and now a small portion is left every day.

The business is not as prosperous as before, and the old couple are still happy every day.Especially his son is getting better and better to them, he doesn't speak bad words to them like before, and he also helps them cook and tidy up the room from time to time.

At first they felt sorry for their son, but later because they were too busy to take care of the family, they gradually accepted his son's approach.

Since they quit their jobs and started selling breakfast and vegetables, my son never asked them for a penny.The old couple did the math a few days ago, and they actually saved a lot of money. If they make up the sum, they can consider adding some more advanced equipment to their son.

"If this continues, the food will become increasingly difficult to sell." The system reminded Wen Qing.

"I know."

"Is there any other way for the host? Or should I scan some other wild vegetables?" the system asked, "Should I look for recipes or something? Since the host has intelligence bonuses, no matter what they learn, they will draw inferences from one instance, and maybe they can figure it out by themselves." Come up with new dishes and become the world's chef."

Wen Qing laughed: "Xiao Yao, you don't think I plan to develop in this area just because I made breakfast and sell it for money when I came here?"

"But apart from cleaning the room and cooking every day, I didn't find the host doing anything else." The system expressed doubts.

"That's because I've already figured out what I'm going to do next. It doesn't matter if the food doesn't sell well. Anyway, with the attitude of the old couple, if they have something to do every day, they are very satisfied, and they can be regarded as living a retirement life in advance. The next thing The main source of livelihood for the family depends on myself." Wen Qing said.

"What does the Lord want to do?"

be a teacher?Exam for government employees?lawyer?technician?professor?

The system scanned all occupations related to the mind at once.

"Oh, I want to try to write a script this time, or a novel." Wen Qing said.

"Novel? Script?" The answer was really beyond the system's expectations, and it couldn't help asking, "But has the host been trained in this area before?"

"You forgot, I was an actor before I performed the task. Although I haven't written scripts or novels, I have read a lot. I basically understand the things that need to be paid attention to and the format."

"But... why did the host have this idea? I mean, host, there are so many things you can do, why did the host suddenly want to write a novel?"

No, but it was too sudden.

Of course, strictly speaking, writing a novel has a lot to do with the mind, so it's not like improving the intelligence parameters in vain, but the system just can't turn this corner.

The host didn't show much interest in these before.

Wen Qing smiled, but there was a trace of sadness in her eyes: "This idea actually came after you told me that all the memories of the general were wiped out when I came in. It's just that the things to be done at that time were too Too many, I didn't take care of this for a while."

The system suddenly understood: "Host, are you saying that you want to write down all the worlds you and the general have experienced?"

Wen Qing reluctantly pulled the corners of his mouth: "Yes. Even if he doesn't remember, I hope I don't. At least this is my memory."

"No wonder, the host never mentioned the task after he came in." The system suddenly realized.

It also thought that the host was evading the mission like in the previous world, but later it always felt wrong, this was not evasion, it was like giving up the mission completely.

"Didn't you say that the admiral started his own mission? You don't need me anymore?" Wen Qing murmured, "I can't help him. If I intervene indiscriminately, I'm afraid it won't help him."

But he felt a little reluctant to withdraw from the conscious world like this, so he might as well live in it world by world. Anyway, Admiral Wei never told him to stop the mission.

No, maybe Admiral Wei didn't even know that he was still here.After all, the general is already awake, so it stands to reason that he is no longer needed.

Even the task is completed by the general himself, isn't it?

Wen Qing was still quite conflicted.

For a while, he felt that the other party didn't need him anymore, and the best way was to terminate the contract in time to withdraw; for a while, he felt that since the other party didn't propose to use him anyway, he might as well stay until the mission was over.

But in any case, this conscious world is different from any previous ones, and he wants to work hard on his own first.

Without relying on the admiral, he made his own way.

The system is silent.

It didn't know what to say to Wen Qing.

Ever since accompanying the host from the first world to the present, the host has lost times, but there has never been a time similar to this time.

It could only watch helplessly as the host turned on the set of expensive instruments and logged into the star network.

"Host, what are you searching for?" it asked.

"Let's see which website is more suitable for me to write articles," Wen Qing said, "Although I want to write scripts, I have to walk step by step. Before I have experience, no matter how good the writing is, without connections, it is impossible to be appreciated. Take over. The most suitable way is to write a novel first, if the writing is good enough and the response is good, someone will directly come to the website for an interview."

Another advantage of doing this is that reading novels on the star network costs star coins.The whereabouts of the stars, except for the part obtained by the website, the bulk is given to the author.

Before writing a novel, he had to compare the features of various websites on Starnet to see which one was more suitable for the content he wanted to write, and which website's terms were more author-friendly.

Especially new authors who are not well-known.

Once the website is selected, the next step is to conceive the novel.

The admiral's conscious worlds don't have much connection with each other, so it's not suitable to write the same book, unless he intends to let the protagonist change the map for a while.

However, he didn't want to make these stories completely independent, after all, it was the past of him and the general.

After thinking for a while, he planned to write a series of articles.

The first book is about the first world he experienced. The pure love of the youthful campus in the ancient earth period should be quite attractive to readers.

After all, thanks to the admiral, there is now an upsurge in the study of ancient planets.This world of consciousness takes the interstellar age as a blue board, and even this upsurge is copied in as it is.

This actually helped his performance.

After confirming the content, he spent a few days studying the structure and writing of many red texts. After gaining some experience, he tried to write the first few chapters.

He didn't post it directly on the website. After all, it was the first time he wrote it. He felt that he might find a more suitable beginning as he wrote it.

Sure enough, after writing for a few days, when there were almost 3 words, he had a sudden inspiration, pushed all the previous articles, started again, and wrote down in one go.

In the middle, Yu Jinghai pushed the door quietly, wanting to ask him to eat, but seeing his son was busy, he quickly shut his mouth and gently closed the door.

"Where's Qing'er? Why didn't you call him over?" Pan Yonghui, who was sitting at the table seeing his wife coming out alone, asked strangely.

Yu Jinghai raised his fingers and "hush": "My son is still busy, all ten fingers turned out to be invisible. I saw that he was very busy with his business, so he didn't call. Let's eat first and set aside his portion." Well, warm him up."

Pan Yonghui nodded, divided the meals according to Lao Yu's words, and said as if she remembered something when she sat down again: "Our Qing'er is the most obedient child. He stays at home every day and doesn't go out to cause trouble. As a result, those people Talking nonsense outside with a bad mouth, saying that Qing'er is messing around at home every day, not doing business, and can't find money, and the more he grows, the fatter he is."

At the end, the voice was angrily.

"Who said Qing'er is messing around? He is obviously busy. You see, in the past few months, he has helped us pick up the vegetables we sell, and finally we have all got started without him being tired. As a result, he doesn't know What are you busy with, you're so busy that you've lost all the flesh on your body, and you're so skinny." Having said this, Yu Jinghai's heart ached.

Really, I love him so much, whose son is as sensible and obedient as his?If it weren't for his son, he would still have to humbly apologize with the team leader, and be trained like a grandson by others.

"Yes, yes, they are just jealous of us, they are just talking nonsense," Pan Yonghui nodded and said, "Don't everyone say that, put the best ones behind..."

"That's called a late bloomer." Yu Jinghai had read a few books between battles at any rate, and knew a little more about it.

"Yes, that's the thing. Don't think our son is at home every day. When he is successful, those people will be so surprised that their eyeballs will fall." Pan Yonghui said.

The old couple chatted in low voices while eating, and they made up their minds in unison. They can just talk about the rumors outside, but don't carelessly mention them to their son.

My son works so hard every day, so I can't let him worry about other things.

Wen Qing coded five or six chapters in a row, and didn't stop until his wrist was sore.He checked and found that there were no mistakes or omissions, so he set the time for the first three chapters and let them upload automatically on time.

Alas, otherwise, it is still a matter of the setting of this world.If it is really in the interstellar era, he can use the device to directly connect to the brainwaves, and he can display all the chapters he thought of without any mistakes.

It's a pity that although reality is the benchmark, Earth and Star lags far behind. This set of equipment can't do everything that the brain can achieve. Code words and the like are still the oldest two-handed input.

It is also very simple to change, just buy a new brain-brain connection system and sensor device, and replace the current hand input device.

The problem is, there is no money.

Wen Qing squeezed her painful fingers and slightly sore wrist, stood up and beat her lower back.

Pushing open the door, he realized that it was already dark outside, and Yu Jinghai and his wife were sitting at the table.

Seeing him coming out, Pan Yonghui's eyes lit up: "Son, are you hungry? Mom brings you food."

After she said this, Wen Qing realized that his stomach had been growling for a long time.

"Dad, Mom, have you eaten yet?" Wen Qing raised his head and asked the couple who were looking at him while eating.

"Eat, we have already eaten," Yu Jinghai said hurriedly, "When we were eating, I went to call you, and when I saw that you were busy, I came back."

"If you want me to say, no matter how busy you are, you have to eat first. I want to call you out, but your father will not let you, saying that it is not good to disturb you, and let you leave when you are busy." Pan Yonghui said, unable to bear it. Yu Jinghai glanced blankly.

What can matter to the body?I didn't see my son so hungry that he only had a double chin?

"Mom, I really don't want to disturb you when I'm busy," Wen Qing said, "My dad did the right thing. Next time you find me and see that I'm busy, don't call me. I'll come out when I'm done." of."

Writing essays is different from doing other things. When you have no inspiration, you squeeze hard, and you can’t squeeze it out. You may not be able to get much by deleting, deleting, and cutting for half a day.But when inspiration comes, the speed of writing is really not as fast as it appears, and I wish I could grow ten more hands for a while.

Most importantly, inspiration can come and go, who knows when it will come?If it was really interrupted at that time, Wenlu might not be able to connect for a long time, even if it was reconnected, it might not be the same train of thought as before.

That is a very mysterious state.

"Okay, you two belong to the same country, I can't say no to you!" Pan Yonghui immediately rolled his eyes again when he saw Yu Jinghai showing her a smug smile.

Seeing the interaction between the old couple, Wen Qing couldn't help but bend his eyes and smiled.

very nice.

He still remembered that when he first came here, although the couple loved him very much, their faces were full of travel and dust, their shoulders were deeply bent under the burden of life, and their faces were sad.

Now they seem to be living younger and younger, and they are more and more interested in spending time at leisure, and their relationship seems to be developing toward youth.

This is a good sign, at least it made Wen Qing feel that his visit to this world was not in vain.

That night, Wen Qing didn't go online again, but chatted with the old couple while picking wild vegetables.

Although there are more and more people selling wild vegetables, many of them sell them directly after tying them up. It’s not like they pick the wild vegetables to be sold in advance every day and soak the roots in water. To ensure the freshness of wild vegetables, they will not be bundled and sold until the next day.

Good looking, fresh and clean, this is almost the hallmark of Yujia wild vegetables.Therefore, even if a lot of business was robbed by others, Yu Jinghai and his wife still had no worries about selling wild vegetables, and there was only a small layer left every day.

The next day, when Wen woke up, the old couple had already gone out to sell vegetables as usual.

He tidied himself up, had breakfast, tidied up the room, and then turned on the machine and boarded the star network.

The three chapters he posted have all been uploaded. I thought there would be no reaction, but I didn't expect that there were two messages below.

The first one is: hello!I am so-and-so at a certain star station, I think your novel is good and more suitable for our star station, if you are interested, how about we chat?My star network contact number: XXXXXXXXXXXX.

The name of that website is very unfamiliar, even if it is not newly established, it should not have a large scale, otherwise he would not have missed it when he searched for influential websites before.

This kind of direct skip is.

The other one is: Wow, it looks so good!Hurry up and write, I really like Qin Qingzhu!

That's right, Wen Qing directly used the fragment and the name of the original owner he possessed in that world, and didn't even cover up the names of other people.

Because he planned to write a series of articles, Wen Qing wrote at the beginning that the protagonist living in the interstellar era received a mission and had to break through time and space to go to another place.

And that place is the time of the ancient earth.

However, he didn't write about the mission the protagonist received, nor did he mention anything about the general.

He didn't even say that Qin Qingzhu was originally just a piece of color fragment with the gene of the admiral.

In this way, the tone of the whole novel looks like a relatively common time-traveling novel.