$130, the Stallion Man Who Got a Sudden Opportunity

Zhang Zifan, one of the millions of men in the world.

He was addicted to all kinds of novels when he was studying, which led to his failure in the college entrance examination. His family could not afford the tuition for college, so he went out to work early.

On the assembly line of Kangfushi, Zhang Zifan worked hard every day, but he could only earn more than 2,000 yuan a month, which was barely enough to make ends meet.

His biggest interest is still novels. He always fantasizes that he may have an adventure like the male protagonist in the novel, and then slap his face all the way to the peak of his life.

"Urban Treasure Hunter King" is a novel that Zhang Zifan is reading recently.

The protagonist Yan Chu was originally just an ordinary male high school student with a poor family. It was only because of an adventure that he found a treasure in a small stall specializing in fake antiques. After accidentally dripping blood to recognize the owner, he had the ability to identify objects and treasures.

Gambling on stones, buying antiques, slapping the faces of those rich second-generation and red third-generation, sitting on countless wealth, and surrounded by beautiful women, Zhang Zifan feels that this is the life he longs for.

However, he also disliked some of the protagonist's behaviors, that is, after he became rich, he actually chose to marry Bai Ling, a childhood sweetheart with ordinary and pretty appearance, which made Zhang Zifan a little dissatisfied.

You know, in the male protagonist's harem, there are Long Ruofei, the only daughter of the boss of the Qinglong Gang, an underground gang in China, Jiang Qingdai, the campus beauty of Tsinghua University, whose grandfather is a national player and the dean of the First Hospital in Beijing, as well as Jiang Qiao, a white, rich and beautiful woman born in a wealthy family, and Du Ruonan, a third-generation red who was born in a military compound.

Which of these women is not as good as Bai Ling in terms of family background and appearance, is enough to beat Bai Ling by several streets.

Zhang Zifan thought that if he were Yan Chu, he might be willing to leave a place for the other party in his harem for the sake of the childhood sweethearts, but he would never let her sit in the position of his first wife.

Long Ruofei is not good either, after all, it is not good to be born in the underworld. The best one is Du Ruonan, who is born the best, and Jiang Qiao is also okay, at least he can take her out after he builds a huge business empire.

As for Bai Ling, what can she do? She was born about the same age as the male protagonist before he became rich. Although her parents were better off than the male protagonist's parents, they opened a small supermarket after being laid off, which could barely be considered a well-off family. But after the male protagonist became rich, that small shabby store was a little inconspicuous.

Does she know how to taste red wine? Does she know what top black truffles and premium foie gras are? Does she know how to communicate with upper-class people?

The original owner didn't know these things, and Zhang Zifan didn't know them even more. But novels are just for YY. Anyway, Zhang Zifan thought about how Bai Ling lowered the male protagonist's grade. Seeing that the male protagonist was happily together with all the beauties in the end of the novel, he felt a little aggrieved for those white, rich and beautiful women, who actually let a woman from a small family climb on their heads.

Zhang Zifan thought that he would never do such a brainless thing like the male protagonist in the novel.

Then, he traveled through time and became the nth employee on the assembly line of Kangfushi.

When he opened his eyes again, he actually traveled to "Urban Treasure Hunter King", but he failed to become the male protagonist, but became a rich second-generation man who was cannon fodder in the novel, also called Zhang Zifan.

In the novel, he is the fiancé of Jiang Qiao, one of the male protagonist's concubines and also a rich second-generation man. The male protagonist cheated on him, and the two naturally regarded each other as enemies.

Like the conventional routine in general novels, cannon fodder like him can't survive more than 20 or 30 chapters, and finally ended up being expelled from the family and exiled abroad.

Before Zhang Zifan had time to sigh about his adventure, the first thing he did was to rush to the place where the male protagonist found the treasure in the novel and bought all the jade things on the small vendor.

At the beginning, the male protagonist in the novel bought a low-quality jade pendant similar to that cut by a machine. It looked like it was sold in bulk by a small factory and was not worth much at all. There were many similar jade pendants at the small vendor, but the male protagonist fell in love with the jade pendant at first sight and bought it.

As a male supporting role, Zhang Zifan certainly didn't have the ability to telepathically communicate with the treasure, so he simply bought all the things related to the mountain and jade from the small vendor. Anyway, he is now a rich second-generation, and his pocket money is hundreds of thousands a month, so he can still afford to buy these little things.

He can't wait to go home and try the power of this treasure.

He, Zhang Zifan, is indeed a son of destiny. In this life, he will replace Yan Chu as the richest man in China, and then take his former harem into his arms.

The high-spirited Zhang Zifan seems to have seen his bright future, and he has no idea that the man who just passed by him at the small vendor is the original male protagonist of this world, and this male protagonist has been replaced.

"Young man, do you want to take a look at the other things on my stall? They are all treasures. Look at this, a large three-color porcelain plate from the Tang Dynasty, with the autograph of Emperor Gaozong of Tang on the bottom. And this, a snuff bottle from Emperor Shenzong of Ming Dynasty, with Emperor Xianzong of Ming Dynasty writing on it. This is a great treasure."

The vendor enthusiastically recommended his treasures to Yan Chu, and Yan Chu twitched when he heard what he said.

This era is slightly different from his original era. There is no Qing Dynasty. The monarchy was overthrown by the last emperor of the Ming Dynasty. Therefore, there was no Eight-Nation Alliance invasion of China, and there was no Anti-Japanese War. As one of the earliest countries to reform and liberate, China has always been at the forefront of the world in terms of economy.

But all the history before the Ming Dynasty is the same as what Yan Chu knows.

Ming Xianzong should be the grandfather of Ming Shenzong, right? Ming Xianzong can write on Ming Shenzong's snuff bottle, that must be haunted.

However...

Yan Chu stared at the snuff bottle in the old man's hand, which seemed to depict a New Year's Eve family dinner scene. Not to mention that the painting on the snuff bottle was quite good, the food on it seemed to be steaming, which made people hungry at a glance.

"How much is this snuff bottle?"

Yan Chu pointed at the thing in the vendor's hand and asked.

"This is a treasure. Look at the seal of Ming Shenzong under this snuff bottle. Ming Xianzong also wrote for him..."

"Ming Xianzong is Ming Shenzong's grandfather."

Yan Chu blocked the old man's words with one sentence. He laughed a little awkwardly, but he was used to being exposed, so he didn't feel ashamed. He adjusted his expression and boasted again.

"It's just a joke. How could I not know that Emperor Xianzong of Ming was the grandfather of Emperor Shenzong of Ming?"

The vendor really didn't know, but with this experience, he will not make the mistake next time.

"This snuff bottle is a fine imitation of the late Ming Dynasty. If you want it, give me two thousand yuan." The old man said with an expression that you got a great bargain.

"I only have twenty yuan on me. If you don't want to sell it, forget it."

Yan Chu made a move to leave.

"Wait a minute, who told you that you are the destined person for this snuff bottle."

The old man stopped Yan Chu. He picked up this snuff bottle and thought it was a good thing. As a result, he took it to those antique shops for appraisal. The boss laughed and said it was a fake. The old man realized now that he was probably watching Emperor Xianzong of Ming writing words for Emperor Shenzong of Ming as a joke.

It was originally a free thing, and he made a profit if he could sell it for 100 yuan, especially since a sucker just came and took away the batch of low-quality jade pendants that he bought from the factory at 5 yuan each for 50,000 yuan. In total, he made a lot of money today.

Yan Chu stopped, took out 20 yuan, and took the snuff bottle in his hand.

Is he really the original master of luck in this world? Although he lost a treasure, luck gave him another strange treasure. Yan Chu didn't know what this snuff bottle was, but there was a voice in his heart telling him that he must buy it. It seemed like the instinct of this body.

"I saw you go to the old street just now. Did you buy anything? If you don't have enough money, tell me."

Jin Xiujuan just helped a female white-collar worker who was about to go to work to wrap a rice ball, and turned her head to her son and said.

She always felt that she and her husband owed the child a lot. They had never let their son have a good life since he was a child. When the business was not closed down, the dual-income families were very well-off, but both husband and wife were the only children in that era. The four adults on both sides fell ill one after another, and the treatment costs were a huge hole. After sending the elderly away one by one, they finally paid off the debts. The business closed down again, so they gave him a sum of money to buy out his years of service.

The things that other children have, the son has never had, such as snacks and toys, which are very luxurious things in the Yan family. Other families eat meat every now and then, but they almost always have cabbage dipped in sauce, or boiled noodles with a spoonful of hot sauce.

When the son was a child, he cried and asked why he couldn't eat candy like other children, and he wore old clothes that other children wore. When he grew up and understood things, he stopped saying these things, and obediently helped their incompetent parents with housework, and helped them to set up stalls during holidays.

The more he did this, the more Yan Zhonghua and Jin Xiujuan felt sorry for the child.

Especially since the child is getting more and more bored as he grows older, other children would want to go out and play during holidays, but he stays at home every day reading martial arts novels borrowed from rental bookstores, and occasionally goes out to watch movies with Bai Ling, but not often. The couple sees this and feels worried, always thinking that their son is wrong.

Now the family has paid off the debts for buying a house, and the tuition for his son's college has been saved, and the breakfast stall business has gradually improved. Although there is still not much money, it is definitely not possible to treat his son badly as before.

"I'm just strolling around."

Yan Chu didn't mention buying a snuff bottle. He was a little curious about what the ability of this snuff bottle is? And what is the origin of the man who got it before him?

*****

The breakfast stall closed at 10 o'clock. Young people now get up late. In the past, the breakfast stall usually sold out everything by 8:30.

The family pushed the breakfast cart back to the old public housing. Yan Chu's house was on the first floor. When the house was divided, because the first floor had poor lighting, they could get a large open space in front of the building. Yan Zhonghua fenced off that piece of land. On weekdays, clothes were hung out to dry and some sundries were piled up in this open space.

Jin Xiujuan was skillful and good at housekeeping. She asked her husband to pick up a lot of soil from other places and build a small flowerbed. In it, garlic, shallots, peppers and other seasonings were planted, which was enough for their daily use.

Pushing the cart back to the yard, the couple was busy selling breakfast tomorrow and making lunch. It was not Yan Chu's turn to do this.

He went back to the house and put the snuff bottle that he had been carrying in his pocket on the table. Then he looked at his fingertips, picked up the needle for sewing clothes, and gently, gently pierced a small hole that was almost invisible to the naked eye on the fingertips. He squeezed and squeezed, but no blood came out.

Yan Chu was silent for three seconds, then picked up the needle again and pricked it at the original position. This time, blood beads quickly appeared.

After smearing the blood on the snuff bottle, Yan Chu put his fingers in his mouth and quietly watched the changes in the snuff bottle.

The blood beads were slowly absorbed into the snuff bottle, and the pictures drawn on the snuff bottle became more colorful, and then the next second, Yan Chu was sucked in.

*****

"Welcome to the God of Cooking space, today's course - Braised pork."

Yan Chu almost didn't come back to his senses before he was forced to enter a mysterious and mysterious study.

He became a child, watching the child begin to identify various spices at the age of three, and started cooking with his father at the age of five, learning the ratios of various braised ingredients and mastering the heat of cooking braised food.

He experienced the child's life of more than eighty years and felt the other's superb skills in marinating. Whether it was the use of various spices or the control of heat, he had reached the pinnacle of perfection.

Red stew, yellow stew, white stew, that child has been with stew all his life, and even Yan Chu, who seemed to be possessed by the child, followed him to control the recipes of those stews. This knowledge, as if It was completely engraved in his mind.

When the old man died, Yan Chu was kicked out of the space known as the God of Cooking.

"Today's small class, boil a pot of qualified marinade and make braised food. Get sincere praise from at least ten people. Successfully proceed to the next course - noodles. Failure will deprive you of the great and noble chef's space."

There was a hint of arrogance in this voice, but before Yan Chu could ask clearly what kind of existence it was, he was kicked out.

He did not rush to do the tasks assigned by the God of Cooking space. Instead, he hurriedly lay down on the bed and started calling 007 in the Consciousness Sea Space. After all, the world promised was to compensate for the other party's mistakes. Now another unknown character appeared, completely It increased the difficulty of his mission.

"That...this..."

007 appeared in front of Yan Chu with a guilty conscience. Originally, it wanted to pretend to be dead and not hear, but it thought that doing so might affect its status in the heart of its favored host. After struggling for a long time, it still appeared.

"Based on the system's standpoint, I can't tell you who the time and space destroyer is, but in fact, this world is still good for you."

"Time Destroyer?"

This was the first time Yan Chu heard this name.

"It's characters who exist to destroy cause and effect, such as rebirthers, time travellers, and book piercers. You have also encountered those people in the previous worlds."

007 explained to Yan Chu: "The existence of the space-time destroyer is accidental, and it cannot be controlled by the system. Once the space-time destroyer appears, the system cannot help you, and you can only rely on yourself."

This sentence 007 said is more serious. Under normal circumstances, time and space destroyers are the biggest variables in a time and space. Not all time and space destroyers are stupid. There are also some geniuses among them. It is not easy to deal with those people. It's true that many mission executors were defeated by those time and space destroyers.

Speaking of this, 007 thought of his own trash host No. 3, and he didn't know if she could survive this time.

"Then what are the benefits you mentioned?"

Yan Chu is not one of those people who blames himself. Since everything is already an established fact, it seems useless to blame the system.

"It's your golden finger as a stallion man this time. The golden finger that should have been in your hand to identify babies was taken away by the time and space destroyer. Under the effect of the protagonist's halo, you have another golden finger, that is The God of Cooking space you have just experienced cannot be taken away when you leave this world, but the skills you have learned are truly your own. You must know that any book in the system mall The Yi Xue Tong recipe costs two hundred points. If you learn more recipes, you will earn more than tens of thousands of points, and the Yi Xue Tong recipe does not appear often in the system mall. "

007's voice became louder and louder. Why did it feel guilty just now? It obviously gave Yan Chu a big advantage. If it hadn't sent him to this world, and then a plane destroyer happened to appear, the other party would have had the opportunity to get it. Such a golden finger?

It is simply the system with the most popular hosts in the system world. Usually such a system is still very popular, 007 thought proudly as he turned the metal round body.

"I've learned so many dishes, but it doesn't seem to be of any use?"

Yan Chu was actually quite satisfied after hearing 007's explanation, but it didn't show any of it on his face.

"Why is it useless?"

007, who was proud and without any guilt, was excited: "Do you know how envious my other hosts would be if they knew you had such an adventure? People who spend a lot of points may not be able to improve their cooking skills to the level of a cooking god. And you can have so many chef-level recipes for free, and have the cooking experience of the chef. Besides, who knows in which world you will be a little wolf dog again. To improve your cooking skills, you will make noodles as a little wolf dog. The basic qualities of a leader.”

007 said confidently, and then was kicked out of his consciousness space by Yan Chu.

As if nothing had happened, Yan Chu sorted out some marinade recipes in his head and found a recipe with relatively simple ingredients that he could collect. He planned to put the theoretical knowledge into practice. among.

The original body's pocket money was not much, mainly because he was embarrassed to ask his parents for money. Yan Chu flipped through the iron box where the original body hid money. The small and scattered things in it added up to more than 300 yuan.

However, this money was enough to buy some spices and some braised food.

"Chu'er, where are you going? It's almost time for dinner."

Jin Xiujuan looked at her son and asked curiously.

It's really a one-by-one thing. Yan Chu smiled awkwardly. He almost forgot that it was dinner time. Even if he went to the vegetable market at this time, he might not be able to buy any good ingredients.

He learned from the memory of the original body that vegetable vendors would arrive at the vegetable market near his home after 2:30 in the afternoon. He could buy some spices to cook the marinade after lunch and then consider the ingredients.

"Mom, I saw a recipe for braised food in a book. I'll buy some ingredients in the afternoon and let's try it. I want to eat braised pig's trotters and braised tofu."

Yan Chu asked while helping Jin Xiujuan carry the food.

"If you want to eat braised pig's trotters, go to the prepared food store in the market and buy ready-made ones. It's too troublesome to make them yourself."

Jin Xiujuan thought that her son was pretty good at cooking home-cooked dishes, but it was the first time for the whole family to make braised food. If they wanted to make delicious braised food based on a recipe they read in a book, the braised food business would not be so good.

"Mom, I just want to try it."

"Okay then."

It was rare for her son to ask for something, and Jin Xiujuan thought that it would at most be a little troublesome to clean up the kitchen, so she agreed.

"Mom will give you money when the time comes. Don't buy too much meat. There are only three of us in our family. It's hot now, and it's easy to spoil if you can't keep it."

In fact, Jin Xiujuan felt that her son couldn't make any delicious braised food, and was afraid of wasting things, but she was also worried about irritating her son, so she was embarrassed to say it directly.

"Mom, don't worry. Your son is a good person. The stewed food he makes will be delicious. When it's done, I'll send some to Uncle Bai and his family."

The Uncle Bai mentioned by Yan Chu is Bai Ling's parents. They still live in the old building, just above Yan Chu's house.

The parents of the two families are good friends. A pair of good girlfriends married a pair of good brothers. They happened to be pregnant one after another. They agreed to get married when the two children were still in their stomachs.

The conditions of the Bai family are better than those of the Yan family. They bought a suite in a newly opened building a few years ago, but they couldn't bear to leave the old neighbors in the old house. In addition, their daughter Bai Ling's school and the supermarket they opened were near the old house, so they never moved. They simply decorated the house they bought and rented it to a young girl who had just graduated from college and started working. The Bai family's parents thought that if the Yan family couldn't afford to buy a house at that time, the house would be just right for the children to be married.

The Bai family didn't dislike the conditions of the Yan family, and Yan Chu was almost what they saw. This child was obedient and filial, and with the affection of childhood sweethearts, they didn't ask him to be rich in the future, but they would definitely not treat their daughter badly. Besides, the relationship between the parents of both sides was good, and when the children got married in the future, they didn't have to worry about various mother-in-law and daughter-in-law problems.

"Go call your dad first, it's time to eat."

Jin Xiujuan was thinking in her heart, her son was so confident, if the braised food was ruined, how to comfort him.

After dinner, Yan Chu couldn't wait to take the money and go out of the house. He really wanted to try what the recipe developed by the person praised as the god of braised food would taste like.