C11 An Increase in the Living Environment

The angry Zhang Erdan was slow to react. By the time he figured out who his friend and foe was, Jiang Cheng would not let him go. Zhang Erdan, who had been pulled back, could not stop cursing.

He looked at Lin Dada, who was hiding in the west side room. He hid under the window, patted his chest and whispered, "I have sinned and sinned. My martial arts skills are really high. It's okay, it's okay. . . "

"Erdan, let's go. I will cook and let you have a taste of my genius craftsmanship. " Jiang Cheng suddenly shouted and pulled Zhang Erdan, who was muttering to himself, back.

Jiang Cheng was also saying this to himself, because the system, which had been silent since he got up in the morning, finally gave him a new prompt. After learning, a total of 10,816 menus have been learned!

Jiang Cheng was almost scared to death. This was also the main culprit who had been in a trance since he woke up. Jiang Cheng firmly believed that the system was his capital to live a peaceful life. Luckily, it was still there.

When he saw Lin Dada collect half of the food and dried meat in the kitchen, Jiang Cheng was not only happy, but also happy. Currently, the outside was in a mess. These things were enough to last for a long period of time. In addition, when Jiang Cheng saw these things, he felt a sense of familiarity, just like how a wolf had entered the sheep village. Yes, men were now genius chefs!

The spatula and the smoke flew in all directions. A tempting fragrance enveloped every corner of the mansion. Zhang Erdan, Lee Mubai, and Lin Dada were not the only ones attracted by the fragrance. And the rats around the window that won't leave for a long time!

"10 points of proficiency for each dish. Damn, it's ten times better than in the game. It's rich, it's rich. " Jiang Cheng muttered to himself, as if the humiliation brought by the three monks had been washed away.

After an hour, Jiang Cheng's craftsmanship had completely conquered him. His round belly made him narcissistically start to twist his stomach. He would then start from his stomach to kill in all directions, hunting for the beauty of the world.

The other three people were even worse. They had never tasted such delicious food before. They were like wolves and crocodiles, transforming into gluttons. They used aggrieved eyes to urge Jiang Cheng to enter the kitchen three times in a row. The weight was no less than the first time each time.

Leaning on the armchair, Jiang Cheng stretched his body in satisfaction. "If a cigarette were to come at this time, we would have really competed against the living deities. " His little thoughts had aroused Jiang Cheng's thoughts. It had been almost half a year in the movie world of Ye Wen. This world had only been a few days, but life had changed so many times. Where would he go in the future?

He always thought that he could face the unknown calmly, explore it, and conquer it. However, in fact, those memories and people in his heart were always in his dreams. Jiang Cheng was drunk. He was drunk from the endless memories. Over half a year of fear and trepidation fermented the temporarily sealed memories in his heart.

The martial arts moves in his mind were so clear that Jiang Cheng did not feel like it was a dream at all. Since it was not a dream. . . Then, he would find the way home!

People who liked to see exciting and passionate fantasy articles always hoped that they could pass through the world, be reborn, and be invincible. However, when you truly broke away from reality and abandoned the present, you would be in an unknown world. The only thing you would have to do was to reminisce. This was the feeling that Jiang Cheng was feeling right now.

He suddenly stood up and ran to the courtyard. Every word of the Tiny Herb Formula appeared in his mind!

Sometimes it was like a pillar, standing there without moving. Sometimes it was like he was in a typhoon, swaying unsteadily. The first time he had practiced the Tiny Herb Incantation, it had suddenly come out of nowhere.

His vigorous life force, his unyielding fighting spirit, his bounciness, the boldness of being born again in the heat of the spring, his tenacity to ignore hard barriers! This was the true essence of the Tiny Herb Formula!

An incredible strength accompanied by the completely disordered Didi sound of the system, Jiang Cheng completely forgot himself as he wiped the sweat off his forehead.

Jiang Cheng felt like he had transformed into grass, unyieldingly pushing open the hard earth and cracks in the stone. All difficulties could not stop his footsteps! The wind could not be blown down, and the fire could not be extinguished. When faced with suppression, he could still survive. Even if only the roots were left, he would be reborn!

Jiang Cheng's movements became more and more difficult. Sometimes it was slow, sometimes it was fast. Even Zhang Erdan's wild exclamations seemed insignificant in this kind of atmosphere!

Finally, they stopped. Sweat poured down like rain, but it belonged to Zhang Erdan and the other two. They fell into shock and depression, waking up later than Jiang Cheng.

Jiang Cheng had already transformed into an African brother. Only his bright eyes could move people's hearts. His skin was covered with black grease, and only his long robe, which had no trace, was fluttering in the wind.

The strong smell woke Jiang Cheng up completely. He ran towards the backyard like the wind, and there was only one word left in his mind - bath!

Jiang Cheng did not know that his realm of enlightenment just now was hard to come by, and he did not let it go.

"What a treasure!" Jiang Cheng touched his long robe, which had no smell or wrinkles, and said excitedly, "Just now, he" gently "tore his underwear and" gently, and crushed the wooden ladle. Only this long robe was as brand new as it was in the past.

His whole body was full of strength, and the outline of his muscles became beautiful. Jiang Cheng even felt that he would not be helpless when facing a first-class monk again!

He opened the system and checked the notifications. All the same data appeared ten times, and there were only a few words in it - Di! Strength enhancement!

How much did Jiang Cheng's concept strength increase by? Five times? Ten times? There was no way to measure it, but Jiang Cheng believed that his control of his power had reached a terrifying level. Of course, he had to wait until he no longer needed to casually pinch things.

"Big brother, what kind of martial art is this? It's really powerful. Teach me!" Zhang Erdan had always been frank.

"Haha, no problem!" Jiang Cheng was in a better mood now. He saw that Lee Mubai wanted to say something but stopped himself. He suddenly felt that this world could give him a different kind of wonderful feeling.

"Lin Da. . . Forget it. I'll call you Elder Lin. Elder Lin, do you know how to read?" Lin Dada did not expect Jiang Cheng to suddenly ask him.

"Uh, of course. I was already an Elementary Scholar when I was 16 years old. If it wasn't for my sister. . . " Lin Dada's words, which he was about to brag about, came to an abrupt stop. There was a look of unwillingness and endless memories on his face.

"Alright, let's do it this way. I have a suggestion. It is too chaotic outside. You can rest assured and stay here for now, but as a reward, I would like to ask you to teach us how to read, OK? " Jiang Cheng felt that his words were becoming more and more skilled. The reason why he said "teach us" was enough to give Zhang Erdan and Lee Mubai face. He was not illiterate, he just needed to get used to the word complex.

Lee Mubai understood. He did not say anything about the gratitude in his eyes. Zhang Erdan completely did not understand. He just nodded his head happily.

"Ai! Alright, I agree. However, Hero Jiang, what is Lotus Kei?"

" Uh, catchphrase, catchphrase. Don't worry about the details. " Jiang Cheng imitated Zhang Erdan's silly smile.

Jiang Cheng rubbed his stomach and sighed softly, "This thing also has digestive functions?" The stomach that had been stuffed full of food just now mysteriously disappeared.

He looked at the two curious babies. No, no, no. Jiang Cheng could only smile and change his fate. When faced with a martial arts secret manual that was enough for him to settle down and become rich, being illiterate was really a pain in the ass.

Jiang Cheng comfortably lay on the armchair. A person muttered softly, "Yes. The chair needs to be remodeled and made into a toilet. It's too inconvenient to use the toilet. Do you want a closet, a coffee table, and a sofa? Oh, right. He had to think of a way to make a cat eye. I need to see clearly before I decide whether to open the door or not. Don't look for that evil monk again. "

Jiang Cheng thought that it was not satisfying enough, so he opened the system. In the "Other" classification, a new file was created, named Project Promotion for Living Endurance. It shamelessly used the official's usual tone of voice, especially the opening statement: In order to improve the living environment, To create a utopia, to breathe fresh air, Under Jiang Cheng's leadership, the following changes to the house were as follows:. . .

"Parking space, gym, uh, forget it. Keep a low profile. There are no cars for me to park in. Change it to a stable!"

"I don't need a gym. I'll just set up a gymnasium in the yard, a wooden dummy, and a single double bar. "

"Smoking machine, smoking machine. The problem is that there's no power system. What should we do?"

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After a full two hours of nagging, in fact, after experimenting, there was no need to make a sound when typing in the document. It was fine as long as he thought about it in his head, but Jiang Cheng still insisted on making a sound.

"En, it's about time. Let's just leave it for now. Think of something and add it slowly. " Jiang Cheng was full of enthusiasm. In fact, it could be understood that when any "ordinary youth" obtained the first house in his life, no matter if it was paid in installments or one-time payments, the motivation for the renovation would never be any weaker than Jiang Cheng's!

In the following time, Jiang Cheng further refined his plans and involuntarily increased his workload. He even completely ignored the sorting work of the books he had obtained yesterday. As he continued to 'edit' the blueprints and list of materials, he fell asleep comfortably on the Grand Preceptor's chair.

In his sleep, Jiang Cheng lay comfortably on the rocking chair, muttering to himself as he planned the renovation of his new house. "Mmm, I'll make a cabinet here, a desk here. . . " The power of resentment was actually so strong!

"When a person first comes to life, their nature is good, and their habits are similar. . . " In the east wing not far away, the sound of reading came. The two excited voices continued for a long time.

"Senior Brother, let go of me! I'm going to kill them!" The third-rate monk shouted as he stomped his feet in pain.

"Get lost! Can you beat your second senior brother? If you can beat him, I'll let you go. That person's moves are exquisite and his strength is on par with your second senior brother. What the hell? Hmph! " It was rare for a first-class monk to become serious.

The third-rate monk quieted down, but his face was filled with dissatisfaction. After a while, he opened his mouth and asked: "But, Big Senior Brother, didn't you say that there was something we wanted there? We don't want it anymore? "

"I knew you would ask. I got it. Your Second Senior Brother got it when you were beaten up. " The first-class monk burst into laughter. It was unknown whether it was the joy of getting it or the joy of getting beaten up by a third-rate monk.

The silent second-rate monk also laughed. His smile was very strange. His face, which was originally not suitable for laughing, was pulled by his smile like an owl. He reached into his pocket and took out a very thick book, waving it at the third-rate monk.

The third-rate monk couldn't help but recite, "Chrysanthemum - Flower - Treasure Book!"