Qinghe County.

In a house.

Chen Feng looked around blankly, his head sank into a roar!

I'm secretly thinking that it's so troublesome!

Chen Feng actually traveled through time and became Wu Dalang?

That's right.

It’s Wu Dalang!

Dalang, it’s time for you to take medicine... Chen Feng couldn’t help but think of the classic lines in Water Margin. This thing won’t come true to me, right?

Wu Dalang's real name is Wu Zhi, and his nickname is Dalang, but the one who travels through time is Chen Feng.

Chen Feng was worried and panicked. Looking at his short, strong and black face in the mirror, Chen Feng wanted to die.

He was a handsome guy during his lifetime. When he traveled over, he became a poor and short man?

Is this about 1.4 meters tall?

Others traveling through time are wealthy families, either powerful, rich, handsome, or powerful. He traveling through time becomes poor and short, and what awaits him next is the joint attack between Ximen Qing and Pan Jinlian, poisoning him to death.

He can't accept this plot no matter what.

Chen Feng thought that instead of doing this, he might as well run away.

Ximen Qing can't beat it either.

Although Chen Feng was single in his previous life, he was the chef of a five-star hotel. He was proficient in various ingredients and earned tens of thousands of dollars. As his life was about to reach its peak, he actually fell into a coma during a drink and woke up in this Song Dynasty world.

According to memory, this is the Song Dynasty ruled by Emperor Huizong of Song.

Wu Dalang is still a single dog now and has not married Pan Jinlian.

Chen Feng thought for a while: "If Ximen Qing appears according to the normal plot, I will not be far from death."

"No, you can't sit still and wait for death!"

Chen Feng was filled with resistance.

He must not accept his fate, otherwise he will be done.

The cuckolded person is still poisoned by his wife, so Chen Feng must be careful.

"Congratulations to the host, the implantation is successful, the Haoxiong system has been turned on..."

At this moment, a sound suddenly came.

Hearing this voice, Chen Feng was so excited, this...

He has read countless novels in his previous life, but how could he not know that this is the golden finger?

God is very good to me!

The poor and short slut have golden fingers, which is a bit of a problem.

Chen Feng quickly calmed down and started to study.

He opened the panel.

Name: Chen Feng (Wu Dalang)

Emotional value: 0

Attribute: 0

Height: 140cm (can be lifted)

Appearance: 0 (very ugly... can be improved)

Physical constitution: 3 (can be improved)

Power: 20 (can be improved)

Speed: 4 meters/sec (can be increased)

Force: 100 catties (can be lifted)…

When you see the attribute panel, you can't do anything except your physical fitness.

Chen Feng could only accept it when he looked at himself.

Fortunately, these attributes can be improved.

Chen Feng studied it carefully. According to the information, as long as he makes people have emotions of joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness, and obtains a hundred emotional points, he can exchange for some attributes.

Chen Feng used to be the head chef of a big hotel. According to his current situation, it is more suitable to only make food.

One hundred emotional values ​​can be exchanged for a little attribute.

Any attribute can be added.

In this way, although it is poor and short, Chen Feng has nothing to be afraid of.

Thinking of this, Chen Feng immediately became energetic. He walked directly to the kitchen and saw a few unsold cooked cakes, and he started eating them.

This was made by Wu Dalang, the former master. Chen Feng nodded after eating it: "It tastes good, but it is not enough to make people feel emotional. It depends on my skills!"

Chen Feng has very high craftsmanship. He can make Western, Chinese, and various delicacies. This cooked cake is OK, but if he wants to quickly obtain emotional value, he has to make better ones.

At this moment, he went out to buy some things to make pot-kwick.

According to Chen Feng's experience, this cost is relatively low, has a wide audience, is cheap and delicious, and is more suitable for him now.

Now he wants to change the situation where he is poor and short and weak and has to grow up quickly.

Chen Feng bought some tools and materials for kangguokui and started making them.

He has made this thing before, and it is not difficult, but it also has some technical content.

The pot is round and red in color. It contains gravy, vegetables, green onions, and garlic sprouts. First, it must be made into long strips and put into a circle when wrapped in the filling. It tastes absolutely good when it is resisted by fire.

soon.

Chen Feng was finally finished his work. The next morning, Chen Feng went out early to carry the load and shouted sternly: "Oh, I'm selling Guoku, selling Guoku, big and round Guoku..."

Now this season is very cold, and the cold wind is sweeping. Chen Feng is wearing thick clothes, short and bloated, walking on the street with a pot of wine, and is definitely a poor household.

This made Chen Feng even more frustrated.

He calmed down and told himself that he would have to survive this period of time.

I have to say that the ancients worked so hard, and many people started to work early in the morning.

Chen Feng shouted for a long time, and an old man came over next to him and said with a smile: "Wu Da, has the name of Chaibian changed to Guokui?"

"Yes, Uncle Xiong, I'm a newly made Guoku, come and try it two?"

The old man smiled and said, "Okay, give me two!"

The old man is quite familiar with Dalang. After all, he meets him all year round.

Chen Feng quickly handed over with two pots and received four cents.

The fresh pot is hot and breathing.

"This cake looks weird..." The old man glanced at it. It was different from the past. It was a brown ball made of long strips of cakes.

Chen Feng smiled and said, "Uncle Xiong, this pot of wine is delicious, just try it!"

"Yeah!" Uncle Xiong took a bite with a suspicious attitude. The taste was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, crispy and full, which made his eyes lit up: "This taste...is good!"

Uncle Xiong quickly finished one.

The expression on his face also changed continuously: "I have never eaten such a delicious thing in my life, it's so delicious!"

Uncle Xiong was surprised and happy. He never thought that this short and frustrated Wu Dalang was so skilled.

"Guokui is so delicious!... I'll give me two more!"

"Okay!" Chen Feng was overjoyed. It seemed that people in this world also liked to eat Guokui.

After receiving another four cents, Chen Feng was also more motivated.

At the same time, a voice came from Chen Feng's mind, which made him happy.

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Chapter completed!