Great Demon King Airborne Rollover [Quick Transmigration]

Jiang Yuhuai is a well-deserved business genius, which is the common understanding of the people of Xia Kingdom.

In troubled times, [-]% of Xiangdeyuan was donated as armaments, and the remaining [-]% was used for charity.

Jiang Yuhuai had the property of the original Jiang family. For some reason, after he took it from Lin Yi, he didn't use it.

The mansion that was renamed Lin Fu was sold by him, and Jiang Yuhuai set his sights on the familiar food market. The food kingdom Xiangdeyuan, which he founded before, stands proudly and shines in this field.

Future generations can follow suit, but it is difficult to surpass, especially in that time period.

Jiang Yuhuai didn't hide, he was also in the food business.

Others would only be reconciled if he really loves the food industry and can't let it go, or if he insists on hitting the wall and throwing a lot of money into it for nothing.

Not many people are optimistic about it, except Mao Liu and Jiang Shan.

Jiang Shan was overwhelmed with inspiration last night and wrote passionately all night. Until it was dawn, she was still so excited that she couldn't sleep, so she simply stayed up all night.

She bent down in front of the desk and wrote vigorously, and then slowly stopped writing.

I don't feel sleepy, but my stomach is getting more and more hungry.

Jiang Shan was thinking about going downstairs to look for food, but she didn't know if it was her illusion, a scent kept drilling into her nose.

Realizing something, Jiang Shan jumped up happily, and went downstairs with the eyes of the chicken coop head and panda, and followed the source of the fragrance with her nose up and down.

She was really hungry, she was almost turned into a starving ghost, and the food was really delicious, the fragrance was so enticing that her soul would fly away.

The milky white morning light shone into the kitchen. In front of the slightly low cooking table, the person in the wheelchair was facing her with his back to her, with his shirt sleeves rolled up, making breakfast there in a leisurely manner.

Hucheng steamed buns, sweet-scented osmanthus cake, and milk oatmeal, the three simple aromas are full of competition and beauty, and blend harmoniously.

Wow.

Jiang Shan felt that she had stepped into a fairyland.

She couldn't wait to run to the kitchen, and the sound of "slapping" footsteps came to Jiang Yuhuai's ears. He didn't need to turn his head to know who it was, and said with a smile, "Come, serve it to the table."

Jiang Shan hurriedly picked up chopsticks and bowls, humming a song and placing them on the dining table.

While the heat was rising, Jiang Yuhuai looked at a table of delicious food, his eyes sparkled.

Good sense of accomplishment.

He really likes to study food.

"Hey brother," after dinner, Jiang Shan suddenly thought of something, "Why didn't someone carry the machine in the new store? Has it not been shipped yet? It will open the day after tomorrow."

Xiangdeyuan's current scale is inseparable from the technological level of production machines that keep pace with the development of the times, and even the entire food industry has followed suit.

Who knows, Jiang Yuhuai blinked blankly: "I didn't order the machine at all."

Jiang Shan's eyes widened, she couldn't believe it: "No order?"

Could her brother be thinking...

As if to confirm her conjecture, Jiang Yuhuai nodded affirmatively, and then said: "The food industry is too mechanized, and pure handwork has declined. However, many ingredients and foods can only maintain their original flavors only when the chef cooks them himself. This is a machine. It cannot be imitated."

Jiang Shan was stunned, this was beyond her expectation, but it was also reasonable.

Some time ago, my elder brother looked at the food industry from a purely businessman’s point of view, but her brother is different. He likes food from the bottom of his heart, and often washes his hands to make soup.

Jiang Yuhuai prefers to give a dish a better taste than a rich country.

There are many people who have the same idea as his brother, Jiang Shan thought, maybe this market has really been discovered by his brother.

She remembered another thing: "I ran into Shopkeeper An the day before yesterday, and he said that my father hadn't been to Xiangde Garden for a long time to enjoy the autumn breeze."

"Ah," Jiang Yuhuai responded, a little dazed, then lowered his head and turned down the folded sleeves, "Maybe I found a job and I don't have time to pass."

Jiang Yuhuai's Shanxin Zhai did not have the grandeur of Xiangdeyuan when it opened, but it stands on the street, but it moistens everything and silently affects the diners who come.

Handmade food has a more delicate taste and contains a different flavor. More and more repeat customers come back after eating it, which is well-known.

There is a unique food in Shanxinzhai, and that is the food made by the owner Jiang Yuhuai himself, which has a unique taste.

But this boss is more self-willed, and when he is in the mood, he touches the kitchen to show his hands, and if he is too lazy to do it, he will not see him for ten days and a half months.

People say that Jiang Yuhuai's life is as delicious as the food he cooks.

……

The old wooden door "creaked" was blown open by the wind, revealing the dying old man on the bed inside.

The old man has not yet reached the age of fifty, but his hair is gray and his face is full of wrinkles.

Yi Lam was originally fat and white, but now he is as thin as dry grass that has lost its moisture.

When a person is dying, the experiences of his life flash by like a revolving lantern.

All kinds of things from the past appeared before Lin Yi's eyes, and tears filled his sunken eye sockets.

He thought of ten years ago, when he got rid of Miss Jiang's oppression and received a letter from Lin Maoyuan, he fell into an unreal ecstasy, which became increasingly inflated.Because it was born by his dead wife, he has always regarded Jiang Yuhuai and Jiang Shan as two thorns in his heart.

——Everything he has comes from the Jiang family, and the Jiang family has always looked down on him.

So, when he learned that Jiang Yuhuai accidentally fell into the cold lake in the winter and was caught after a long time, and his legs lost feeling since then, Lin Yi only had twisted pleasure in his heart at that time.

He pinned all his hopes and love on another son.

Lin Yi never taught Jiang Yuhuai how to do business, but after Lin Maoyuan came to Hucheng, he personally took him into the business field and introduced him to his contacts.

But then what?

Jiang Yuhuai took him down easily without any effort, and single-handedly founded the food kingdom, becoming a world-recognized business giant.But Lin Maoyuan, whom he had high hopes for, was clueless and vulnerable, he only knew how to hang women, and when he heard that his remaining property had been cheated away, he abandoned him without hesitation.

Should it be said that Lin Maoyuan really deserves to be his good son?The selfish and despicable blood in his blood is in his line.

And Jiang Yuhuai is indeed a descendant of the Jiang family, and the blood of the Jiang family has inherited the shrewdness and courage of the Jiang family.

How ironic, Edward Lam couldn't help crying with a smile.

Before losing consciousness, Lin Yi suddenly remembered the note Jiang Yuhuai left that day. After a year, the words and sentences were still clearly reflected in his mind:

I am sincerely honored to sever the father-son relationship with Mr. Lin, and hereby take back the birthday gift from my grandfather in the past.From then on, Mr. Lin's illegitimate son took care of his health and death.

……

Space-Time Administration.

Qu Yang closed his eyes to perceive something, his eyes looked into the distance, and he remained motionless for a long time.

He seemed to be condensed into a statue, but 0641 noticed that the host's fingertips trembled slightly.

"Host?"

0641 softly recalled Qu Yang's consciousness.

No matter how many years have passed, his soul and body are still fixed in the appearance of a young man, with a childish look in his handsome appearance, which is especially obvious when Qu Yang is at a loss.

Qu Yang turned his head, staring at the small ball of light flying in front of his eyes, slowly focusing.

"Host, are you uncomfortable?"

0641 has never seen such a strange host, especially when he pressed his hand on his heart, it seems that his heart hurts, and he is extremely worried.

It hurriedly mobilized the collected merits to turn into silvery white smoke, enveloping Qu Yang.

Qu Yang shook his head and laughed: "It's okay, I was just confirming the location of the next world."

He stretched out his hand and gently held 0641 in the palm of his hand. The precious and important posture made 0641's eyes widen, and he was full of happiness.

It subconsciously rubbed Qu Yang's fingers, and said with a low and inaudible voice above its head: "If it is derived from a part of the past time node, it should not be counted as a part of reincarnation...it will be fine."

0641 was stunned, it couldn't figure out what the words meant, and even the code was a bit messed up.

Qu Yang smoothed it out, didn't mention what he said just now, and asked with a smile: "Do you find that this world is different from the last one?"

This question will be answered in 0641 seconds: "The son of luck does not have a system."

"The answer is correct." Qu Yang carried it to the window, and wiped Xiao Guangtuan's big cute eyes with his hand.

Like clairvoyance, 0641 can see stars, black holes, and small worlds scattered hundreds of millions of light years away.

Qu Yang pointed to him: "These two are the world we have been to just now."

0641 followed his guidance to look over, and was surprised to find that these two small worlds were covered with a layer of black air, and when it wanted to get a closer look at the data and consciousness, this black air ruthlessly isolated it from the outside.

Huh?

0641 raised his head in confusion, Qu Yang smiled and said, "Follow the black air upwards, that small world is what I'm going to do next."

The little light group found the place where the black air was the most intense, and was surprised when it saw the small world clearly.

It was a small world riddled with holes, covered in black air, so thick as black ink that could not be melted, it opened its teeth and claws wantonly, and even flowed out like a small river of black air to spread to the surrounding small worlds.

There are ghosts flashing inside from time to time, which is treacherous and terrifying.

0641 was a little aggrieved: "Why do you have to go to this world? The black air is too thick, and you can't get in at all."

Qu Yang looked down at him, and said after a long time: "I must have heard about the conflict between me and the Lord God."

"He has thousands of small worlds, and he has been accumulating strength, trying to boil a frog in warm water and kill me with one blow. But there is a clone of him in this small world. Once I choose to enter, he can't sit idly by. reason."

"Even if the world consciousness there has deteriorated, suppressing all the power of laws, and taking a lot of risks to go in, he will definitely go there and kill me."

0641 grabbed Qu Yang's fingers tightly: "Then why don't you go?"

Qu Yang rubbed its little head, he still smiled: "That can only be a slow death."

With the strategy system, the number of small worlds mastered by the main god has already reached an astonishing number for thousands of years.

The little light ball moved back and forth anxiously, it raised its head and wanted to say something more, Qu Yang's eyes flashed an ambiguous look, and he said with a smile: "What is the main god? The one who masters the three rules of space, time, and reincarnation—although this Only the first-generation Lord God can do it."

"Essentially, Qin Mo, like me, is just a tasker who has comprehended the two rules of time and space."

The smile in Qu Yang's eyes became more and more intense, the overly strong smile revealed madness, and a sense of deterrence filled the space in an instant, making it hard to breathe.

From the air, as if he was staring at a so-called god who looked at him coldly, Qu Yang's lips curled up slightly.

He smiled Yan Yan, then looked down at the little ball of light in his hand, it was tearful, and wiped tears at Qu Yang with his butt.

Qu Yang didn't know why, he smiled brightly from the bottom of his heart even though he might die.

"Everything, if I fail, you will live well."

Qu Yang looked serious, as if making a promise: "I will drag him to the end and let the world consciousness kill him. When the situation is turbulent, the people from the strategy department will not chase you down, nor will they find you."

He gently lowered the ball of light, then broke through the window and left.

0641 looked up, and the familiar figure disappeared into the black hole-like world, and the last piece of clothes disappeared.