My protagonist attributes have been discovered

Taotie, a famous former ferocious beast in the Three Realms, is now the chef of the Shanhai Hotel—— his craftsmanship is first-class, and everyone who has tasted it says it is good.

...Although so far only one pure human has eaten his cooking.

But according to the known reactions of the two fierce beasts, a god of auspiciousness, and the boss Yinglong, Song Yangle believes that his sense of taste should belong to the normal category... oh, that's not the point.

The point is, cooks are the least vagrant line; even if they just set up a small stall on the side of the road, they seldom starve to death.

"Me? Be a chef?"

He repeated the suggestion made by humans in a daze, and then, the big man who took a few beats to react shook his head violently, and the nose ring on his nose was about to shake out after that, and then he waved his hands again, drooping Lowering his shoulders, he said, "I, I can't..."

"What's wrong?" Seeing the way the other party bowed his head in embarrassment, even the hot white hair on the top of his head drooping, Song Yangle turned his head, looked at the blue sky outside the car door, and raised his palm to block it. The glare of the sun, and he asked without emotion: "You ancient beasts and beasts actually have a long lifespan, right?"

"……what."

"Although you need to eat, you won't starve to death so quickly even if you don't eat for a few days?"

"……Um."

The door closed and the train started again. The human turned his head, looked at him, and said calmly, "Then what are you afraid of?"

"A well-cooked meal is earning money. If you can't cook well, you won't starve to death. Anyway, you can live so long. No matter how well other dishes are cooked, after a few decades, a dish of scrambled eggs with tomatoes will not be more difficult than farming, right? "

The big man retorted in a low voice: "I can make scrambled eggs with tomatoes..."

"That's even simpler. After entering the kitchen, you only need to learn from fried rice with eggs." Pulling his hat that had fallen back a bit, Song Yangle squinted his eyes: "You don't even know fried rice with eggs, do you?"

"How is it possible!" The big man stared at the copper bell eyes: "Meng Ji said that the egg fried rice I cook is the best! It's better than Tao Tie's!"

"..." Okay, Taotie's culinary skills are really good.

After thinking about this sentence, Song Yangle continued expressionlessly: "Oh, let's start with noodles..."

"I can also make noodles..."

"dumpling?"

"I can……"

"steamed stuffed bun?"

"It's been a long time..."

……

"Braised, steamed, stir-fried...?"

Raising his head, the big man let out a snort from his nose, and blew his nose ring: "Who else can't do this?"

Not in a hurry to answer, Song Yangle turned his head, held the incubator in his arms, which was crooked with the speed of the car, stood up, and was vaguely absent from the crowd, including a gloomy man with the same style of white hair as the big man. Under the peep|peeping of the man, he put the incubator on his back and put it on his back, and grabbed the iron rod in the center of the subway with one hand.

"Ding——Shanhai Bank reminds you that we are here at Luli Station. The train is about to open the left door. Passengers who need to leave the station and transfer to Metro Line 2 should get off in an orderly manner. The next stop is Zhang'eshan Station. Passengers get ready to disembark."

The car body braked, and the creatures who were originally traveling at the same speed as the carriage swayed involuntarily due to inertia, their minds and bodies were in a trance, the doors opened, and a relatively large flow of traffic between passengers and the outside of the station began.

Jingjing, whose original plan failed, was signaled by the boss to sit in her original position and not plan to move. However, when the car door was about to close, the collar of the pullover was suddenly caught, and she reflexively wanted to break off the opponent's hand. After realizing that it was the crispy human hand that was grabbing my clothes, I hesitated for a moment, and before my brain could react, the other party used a lot of strength to grab me out of the carriage...

The head is not very bright, Jing Jing, who can only handle one thing at a time, subconsciously glared at the human being who dragged himself out of the car "for no reason", with bulging eyes like copper bells: "What are you doing?!"

"Oh," Song Yangle raised his head unhurriedly as he tightened his straps, right in front of the incubator, "I just want to answer your question."

"??" The big man who was confused by his sudden operation obviously forgot the previous question.

Looking at a certain white-haired person in the carriage who stood up and tended to walk out because the door began to close, Song Yangle took a small step towards the side of the carriage, in front of the big man.

After seeing the other party's expected stop, he silently counted four numbers, stretched out his hand forward, his steps were about to take a step, and he made a look to prevent the door from closing and re-entering the car, his expression unchanged: "I would not..."

The hand stopped for exactly one second before it actually touched the crack of the door...the door closed.

The sound of "boom boom" touched the string in his head dully, Jingjing's brain was shaken, and when he turned around, he found that the subway was actually moving!

The boss was still in the car, but he got out of the car!

He was about to catch up instinctively, but a faint human voice came from behind:

"Stop chasing, you won't be able to catch up. The speed of the Shanhai Subway is [-] kilometers per hour, even Zou (z pumping) who travels thousands of miles a day can't catch up."

"But the boss is still on top!" Jingjing turned around anxiously, seeing the human face, she had a rare flash of inspiration: "You humans are so smart, can you help me figure out a way to catch up to the boss?!"

I can, but I won't, because I am a good protagonist who abides by laws and maintains|maintains|world peace.Song Yangle thought for a while, and asked him, "What are you doing chasing after?"

"Just..." After being taught by the boss at the back, the purpose of not being able to say anything and not being able to say it was stuck, "just" for a while, then Jingjing stuttered and continued: "Just... I, I want to follow the boss ah."

"What are you doing with the boss?"

"..." Was stunned by the question, Jingjing was a little confused: Yes, what are you doing with the boss?

Is it to continue to learn to rob|rob?Squat|keep?still……? ? ?He was a little stunned to realize that it seemed that he really didn't know what he was doing during the past few days with the boss? ? ?

Seeing the other party finally slowly showing a dazed face, Song Yangle: "..."

There are too many slots, and there is really nowhere to start.He was silent for a while, feeling that the incubator behind him was a bit affecting his performance—according to the general high-gloss script, the protagonist should have stood facing the wind with his hands in his pockets at this moment, but the incubator...and so on.

Song Yangle moved his neck, and pulled off the hat that was attached to his clothes.

"..." There was no momentum.

After thinking about it silently, he decided not to bother with his appearance anymore, and said directly: "Don't you know? ——Intent to rob|rob|rob|rob|rob|rob|take other people's property by illegal means is a violation|law and a disturbance|disorder|government| install."

"Your friend can also be regarded as a member of |maintaining | law and order," Song Yangle pulled his shoulder straps, raised his head, and looked directly into the big man's eyes: "Are you trying to disturb|disturb|disrupt|disturb|order|order|order?"

"..." Jingjing stood in a daze, and after realizing it, she was at a loss and complained with little confidence: "I, I didn't, I didn't..."

I just don't want to continue to be a burden to my friends anymore, I just want to survive by myself, I just... He thought blankly: But, the world is changing too fast-forgot how many generations of owners sold the fields, Herds of cows with similar appearance and work are sent to the dining table; the small house that was originally a little taller than my human figure seems to have turned into a high-rise building overnight, and the security guard needs to operate a computer to check|monitor; it is not easy The restaurant I found added a new batch of automatic dishwashers a few months later...

"I'm sorry, I'm afraid we don't have any suitable positions for you for the time being." It became a sentence I heard more and more often.

The boss, Yingshao, told him that in the face of this situation, they should stand up and resist instead of being swept away, because they were originally one of the masters of this world, and weak human beings are not worth mentioning at all; but to resist, they need To regain power, they have to get food with enough aura first. They don't have money, so they have to rely on robbing... Isn't it always like this before?Survival of the fittest.

But Meng Ji, his best friend, is a member of this new world.

"...Woo," the big man with muscles and non-mainstream attire suddenly covered his face, knelt down, and cried bitterly in front of this strange human being: "Woooo...I, I'm sorry for Meng Ji...Woooo ..."

Song Yangle put his hands in his trouser pockets, but didn't speak.

After a while.

"Woooooooo..."

Adjusting his posture, he stood more steadily.

Another moment passed.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

"..." It's okay, and I have a sense of rhythm in crying.

He pulled down his hat expressionlessly, "Enough, shut up."

"Woooooooo..."

"Shut up."

"... Woo." Quietly choking, Jing Jing lifted her head with tears in her eyes.

Song Yangle, who was watched eagerly by the muscular brawny copper bell who still had tears or snot on his nose ring: "..." I feel a little, um, want to vomit.

It's really annoying, this kind of guy who can cry when he wants to cry.Thinking about it, he took two steps forward, took out a pack of tissues from his trouser pocket and handed it to the other party.

"Uuuuuuuuuuu thank you."

Sucking his nose, he wiped his eyes indiscriminately, Jing Jing took the tissue, tore open the package and pulled out a piece of paper, "Humph—" After blowing his nose, he took out another paper towel and handed the rest of the paper to the go back--

"..." Song Yangle raised his hand and refused indifferently: "No, I don't need it, you can take it yourself."

"Then...thank you."

After wiping his face, Jingjing woke up, took back the tissue, stood up embarrassingly, his face was black and red, and stammered: "Thank you, thank you for waking me up, otherwise, I, I really I don't know, how will I go back to see Meng Ji in the future..."

My words are very gentle, I did not use "swearing" at all.In order to stabilize his role as the protagonist and not collapse his character design, Song Yangle said that he always pays attention to his words and deeds, and he will not do "swearing" such uncivilized things that may teach children bad-this big There is a little problem with the memory of the child.

He threw away the scapegoat of "coming out of nowhere" without any burden, and said coldly: "I'm just telling the truth. Also, I don't have much time. If you really want to be a chef...do you have a mobile phone?"

Shaking his head delicately: In order to avoid Meng Ji's call, he left his old cell phone at Meng Ji's house on purpose.

Stupid brain, no mobile phone, no money, plus muscles that look a little strong...

Alright, he thought: Now that the MLM organizations of ordinary human beings have been strictly arrested, they will leave a chance for a bird to pick up the loopholes.

作者有话要说：感谢在2019-04-0321：51：43~2019-04-0908：12：37期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: cut a piece and 1 month;

Thanks to the little angels who threw the landmines: the owner of the fried chicken shop, Yingyingying, Xia Ranran, and Wubai 1;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 50 bottles of Ferryman of the Styx; 10 bottles of cutting a piece of water;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!