Food becoming a god system

One needs to be studied slowly, and the other is out of reach, Ling Weiwei's whole body is languid.Now there is only the third book left, but the third book is also a secret recipe for pickling pickles. Can this pickle bring him a lot of profit?

Moreover, pickled foods will cause the loss of vitamins, and the nitrite contained in them will be different depending on the pickling time. It must be strictly controlled. The most important thing is that this thing cannot be eaten as a main course every day.

"What's wrong with Weiwei?" Although Yan Kaixin was watching TV, he also paid attention to Ling Weiwei.His brother has been unwilling to get close to others for more than 20 years. He has never seen his brother get a girlfriend since he was a child, let alone a boyfriend.

Now his brother actually took the initiative to tell him that Wei Wei is his sister-in-law, and looking at his sister-in-law, it seems that she doesn't love his brother to the point of death as imagined, which makes him curious to the extreme.

His brother likes men and women, he doesn't care, not to mention Ling Weiwei, he also likes them very much.It looks clean, it can cook, and it's so delicious.His brother's good luck is really enviable.

"It's okay." Ling Weiwei looked at Yan Kaixin, and suddenly asked, "Xinxin, do you like pickles?"

"Pickles?" Yan Kaixin lived a good life since she was a child, except for some small pickles when eating porridge, she basically doesn't have a deep impression of this kind of food.But to him, is this pickle a dish? Can it be divided into likes and dislikes?

"Sure enough..." Ling Weiwei heaved a sigh of relief. In the eyes of modern people, pickles are really not very good. I have never heard of any hotel restaurant that is famous for pickles.

"Wei Wei, why do you look so disappointed?"

"Disappointed?" Ling Weiwei sat up straight from the sofa.

Did he actually show disappointment?

Ling Weiwei took a look at the three books in his hands. They were given to him by Mr. Wei himself, and they were left by his son, who had placed high hopes on them.Is he disappointed just because the things in it need to be studied, or because he can't make money?

Ling Weiwei despised himself a little bit.In all fairness, these three books are definitely first-class national treasures, but I judge myself by whether I can make money, and I am really fascinated by money.

Does he need to earn money with such a precious recipe?For the fertilizer alone, if a factory is built and produced vigorously, the income will be unpredictable.

"It's okay, I was wrong just now." Thinking of this, Ling Weiwei's depressed mood suddenly improved.He reached out and patted Yan Kaixin on the shoulder. "Tell me what you want to eat later, and I will make it for you."

"Really?" Yan Kaixin heard about eating, and immediately forgot about Ling Weiwei patting him on the shoulder to call him brother, with a flattering smile on his face, "Weiwei...brother, you are so kind. I want to eat fried shrimp , sweet and sour carp, roast suckling pig with crispy skin, Buddha jumps over the wall, steamed lamb, steamed bear paw, steamed deer tail, roasted duck, roasted chicken, roasted goose..."

"Stop, stop! Do you want to eat a full banquet!" Ling Weiwei's hair was black, and the first few words were fine, but the latter became more and more familiar, and this Yan Kaixin came to practice Guankou in front of him!

"Fuck off, get out!" Yan Kaining came out of the study with a coffee cup in his hand, and when he saw Ling Weiwei putting Yan Kaixin's shoulders, his face turned black.

"Oh..." Yan Kaixin stood up hesitantly, and still looked back at Ling Weiwei unwillingly, "Wei Wei, don't you have supper today?"

"..."

Ling Weiwei did not follow Yan Kaining to the company the next day, and since he had all the recipes, he naturally would not go there to find a sense of presence.

Woke up in the morning and prepared a big pot of sparerib porridge, and sent away the sullen Yan Kaining, Ling Weiwei hurriedly called Wei Xiang.

After making an appointment to meet, Ling Weiwei took a new mobile phone and wallet, ordered Yan Kaixin to watch the house, and ran out in a hurry.

The fertilizer making machine has been researched, and the next production is beyond his ability.A little bit of steel and wood is not very obvious. If it is mass-produced by the system, firstly, the speed is too slow, and secondly, it is impossible to explain the source.

We can only find someone to help with this matter, to help cover it up, and Wei Xiang is the person he is looking for.

Although they both belong to the Capital University of Science and Technology and live in the same dormitory, they are from different departments.He is a biotechnology major, Wei Xiang is from the Department of Mechanical Manufacturing and Automation, and Ma Yang and Su Weinan are from the School of Civil Engineering.It is also a kind of fate that four people from different departments can be assigned to the same dormitory, and it is also related to a small episode back then.

Usually in the dormitory, Wei Xiang likes to make some small machines, this is where he is least like a rich second generation.Now Ling Weiwei is looking for someone to cover up the fertilizer making machine, and Wei Xiang is the best candidate.

"You boy, when did you return to the capital?" Wei Xiang punched Ling Weiwei as soon as he met him.

"I came back a few days ago, this is not the first time I came to you!" Ling Weiwei hugged the other party with a smile, "I must treat you today."

"Oh?" There was a treacherous smile on Wei Xiang's face, he looked Ling Weiwei up and down a few times, "Is there anything you can ask me for? Also, did you post it? Look at your famous brand, it's not cheap .”

The clothes on Ling Weiwei's body, those who don't know it, at most think it fits well, which is good, but Wei Xiang, as the rich second generation, has more contact with these.

The price of Ling Weiwei's outfit was so expensive that even Wei Xiang was stunned.The clothes cost tens of thousands of yuan, and the buttons of the shirt inside seemed to be crystal, not to mention the occasional watch on the wrist, which was a Christmas tourbillon watch in 2014, worth 21 yuan.

Although this watch is not as good as those watches that cost tens of millions, its trendy shape is more suitable for young people, especially it matches Ling Weiwei's clothes today.

"I didn't get rich, I opened a small restaurant in my hometown, and now the income is pretty good." Ling Weiwei didn't know the price of the watch that Yan Kaining threw him, and he couldn't read the brand, but he just thought it looked very good, so he put it on.If he knew the price, he might not even dare to wear it and return it directly.

"Small restaurant? Impossible, your clothes are not affordable for the owner of a small restaurant." Wei Xiang pulled Ling Weiwei into the coffee shop, "Your clothes cost at least [-] yuan, and the owner of a small restaurant can afford it for a month." You can't make that much money."

"Almost." Ling Weiwei calculated.The jacket is more than 1 yuan, and the shirt inside is not cheap. The only thing that is cheap is the trousers, which is more than 6000 yuan.Counting this, it would be more than [-], not counting the pair of shoes. "I didn't buy this dress. I did a small favor for someone a few days ago, and they gave me a lot of things as a result."

"I'll go. What's the matter, next time there is such a good thing, call me brother." Wei Xiang casually ordered a pot of coffee and two more desserts, touched the watch on Ling Weiwei's hand, "Brother, you met Hao It's gone!"

"Didn't I meet Hao five years ago?" Ling Weiwei looked at Wei Xiang with a smile.

"I'm not deep enough." Wei Xiang groaned and lay down on the table.There are more than hundreds of thousands of casual gifts, which is not ordinary.

"Let's get down to business, I have something to ask you today." Ling Weiwei filled the coffee with milk, but without adding sugar, stirred it up and took a big gulp. "You must agree to this."

"What's the matter?" Seeing Ling Weiwei's seriousness, Wei Xiang couldn't help becoming serious.

Ling Weiwei didn't speak, and took out a folded piece of paper from his pocket, "Look at this first."

"This..." Wei Xiang took it over and took a look. It was a blueprint of a small machine. He didn't think much of it at first, thinking that Ling Weiwei would ask him to help him look at it. After all, he is still a professional player.

But after looking carefully, Wei Xiang found something different about the blueprint.Simple and grand, there are many things that he didn't understand before, but when he saw this picture, he suddenly understood.If his drawing is considered good, all his previous drawings were rubbish and failed.

"Xiao Wei, where did you get this picture?" Wei Xiang showed a serious look on his face. Put aside the machine drawn on this blueprint, just a few places with unique paths in it, if it is applied to other machine designs, At least a quarter of raw materials can be saved.

"If I say, it's from you..."

"What do you mean?" Wei Xiang looked dull.

"That's it..."

Ling Weiwei explained that he got the blueprint by accident, but the owner of the blueprint had no intention of revealing his identity, so Wei Xiang was asked to impersonate it.

"I see." Wei Xiang nodded.

"This machine has already been assembled. You can take it back with the machine and the drawings. I will take you to the investors in a few days."

"Okay. I have taken advantage of it." Wei Xiang said with a smile. "However, if there is a chance, please introduce this master to me."

"There's a chance, I can't easily meet him." Ling Weiwei said half-truthfully.

If it weren't for the fact that the system really couldn't be exposed, he really didn't want to deceive Wei Xiang, a good brother.

"I think this machine is very promising, do you want to invest in it?"

"You just said that this is for the production of chemical fertilizers?" Wei Xiang pondered for a moment, pointing to the drawings and asking.

"Ah."

"For chemical fertilizers, private production seems to be difficult to start."

"Don't worry about this, the investor is responsible for handling this matter."

"Xiao Wei, I found out that you are deep now. I guess our old man doesn't have this face." Wei Xiang really admired Ling Weiwei. His family is rich, but it was only in the previous generation that he suddenly became rich. The base is a bit thin.

In this era, it is not only about money, but also about power. If you can combine money and power, your status will naturally be extraordinary.This is the only way to be considered a real noble.

"I met a nobleman." Ling Weiwei sighed.The encounter with Yan Kaining at the beginning was a car accident, but what happened afterward was all wrong.Fortunately, the two get along very well now, and the Yan family also treats him very well.

"Okay, I definitely want to participate in this good thing. But on the surface, I am a technician, and I should take up the dry stock. After the shares are divided, I will transfer them to you. In addition, I will invest another 300 million and buy 5.00% shares." Wei Xiang simply took out all the money he could currently get.

Although he is not short of money, he doesn't have much cash. Most of them are houses, cars, etc. given by his elders, and some company shares.The 300 million is really all of his assets. If there is more, I am afraid that he will have to rely on Ling Weiwei for food.

"Good brother, but if you invest so much money, you can hold all the dry stocks." Ling Weiwei is naturally very happy that his best friend trusts him so much. Although he knows that the production of this chemical fertilizer will definitely make a lot of money, others may not see it that way.Wei Xiang was able to invest the money without knowing how the fertilizer was, obviously because of trust. "I will never let you lose money."

"I saw your hole. No matter what, I don't think I will lose money." Wei Xiang laughed loudly, finished his share of cake, and took the untouched piece in front of Ling Weiwei, " By the way, where are you going to invite me to dinner? I won’t be polite today.”