"Baby, the sun is shining on your butt, it's time to get up!"

precious?

Is this calling her?

Song Yiren was a little confused. She remembered that she seemed to be dead!

Could it be that she was reincarnated? Or was she reborn?

I hope that I can be born into a family with a good financial situation in this life, and that I don’t have to work as a social beast just for five buckets of rice.

No, even if she is from a poor family, relying on her accumulated experience in her previous life and studying hard in this life, she should crush the little kid and become a child prodigy. Then she can be admitted to a good university, become a high-level social animal, and achieve financial freedom as soon as possible.

Song Yiren opened her eyes, wanting to see what her relatives looked like in this life. Listening to the voice, she felt that he was quite gentle, and he should be a very caring father.

But who would have thought that as soon as Song Yicai opened her eyes, she was almost frightened and passed away again.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw a face without facial features, invisible!

In an instant, Song Yiren almost lost her three souls and seven souls.

"ah!"

Song Yiren was so frightened that she screamed, and then she realized that she should have arrived in the underworld. She should also be a ghost. They are all ghosts. Who is afraid of whom? Song Yiren picked up the pillow and wanted to say hello to the other party, but the other party relaxed easily.

He turned sideways and leisurely dodged Song Yiren's attack.

Song Yiren lost weight and fell off the bed on her face, hitting the floor hard.

At this moment, Song Yiren felt that she had been disfigured, her nose bones seemed to have been broken, and she was in burning pain.

The monster behind Song Yiren burst out laughing: "Hahaha! Song Yiren, you are so stupid! Do you want to laugh me to death?"

Song Yiren got up from the ground with difficulty. Her head was knocked dizzy, and her face was throbbing with pain, especially her nose, which was indescribable pain.

Only then did Song Yiren see the man who was speaking. He gently took off the human skin mask on his face, revealing a stunning face.

The man's face seemed to be a masterpiece carved by the hand of God. The high bridge of his nose was inlaid with peach blossom eyes as bright and deep as obsidian. The tail of the eyes was slightly raised, revealing a hint of cold charm. He had broad shoulders, a thin waist and long legs.

The walking hormone.

There was a hint of mocking smile towards Song Yiren in the corner of his mouth.

Countless information poured into Song Yiren's mind in an instant, like a torrent, entering her mind from all directions.

Star calendar year 22, this is an era of superpowers.

The original owner of this body, also named Song Yiren, had exactly the same name as Song Yiren. She was a loser with no talent for cultivation.

In this interstellar age, a world where cultivators can split mountains and rivers with their hands and break rivers with a swing of their legs, without the talent for cultivation is like being illiterate in modern society.

And the man standing in front of Song Yiren.

His name is Fu Yanzhi. He is handsome and has a hint of a domineering temperament. He looks like a domineering boss and looks evil and arrogant. He also has the name of a domineering boss, but in fact he is a freeloader. He is a poor man.

of.

Still a soft rice but a hard worker.

Without it, just because to open a store in the interstellar, even the smallest store, you must have an immediate relative who is a cultivator to be eligible to open a store.

Song Yiren's family is not very wealthy, but they have an apartment in the upper city, 150 square meters, and it is well decorated.

There is also a restaurant in Shangcheng District. The location is not very good and a bit remote, but the advantage is that the store is quite big.

The family still had a savings of 10 million, but all of it was handed over to Fu Yanzhi by his father.

Without it, Song Yiren is an ordinary person and Fu Yanzhi is a cultivator.

Even a practitioner with the worst talent is still a practitioner.

This is the interstellar era, and it is also an era where all people practice martial arts.

Song Yiren didn't know where the original person's parents found such a thing. The original person had savings, a house, and a good reputation. Wouldn't it be nice to be single?

Fu Yanzhi was not like this at first. He looked as gentle as when he woke up Song Yiren.

In the past, he had a very good and gentle personality, and seemed like a perfect match. Only in this way could the original person fall deeply in love with him.

But after the original person fell in love with him, he completely changed.

In Song Yiren's view, there is no such perfect person. You can tell at a glance that he is just pretending, and now his true colors are revealed.

"Song Yiren, don't look at me with such infatuated eyes. No matter how long you look at me, I will never belong to you. You must have been drooling just thinking about me in your dream!"

At this moment, Song Yiren finally understood what interesting souls are. If you pick one, all the good-looking ones will be the same.

This guy's facial features are really good-looking, but paired with his evil and arrogant temperament, he looks like a Daqing Oilfield guy.

If Song Yiren had a computer in front of her at this time, she would definitely go online to Baidu: What should I do if I wake up with a greasy, soft-boiled husband?

Song Yiren wanted to slap him to death, but she held back because she couldn't beat him and would most likely be killed.

"Song Yiren, I have given you a sufficient period of time. Look at how much money you have made these days. In my opinion, you should sell that shabby store as soon as possible."

Fu Yanzhi said to Song Yiren with a sarcastic face.

I don't know why, this face is very beautiful, but it gives Song Yiren a shuddering feeling of terror.

Song Yiren originally wanted to talk back, but later she felt it was unnecessary and couldn't fight again, so she got up from the bed, followed the direction in her memory, and rode her bicycle to her restaurant.

Song Yiren wanted to see the situation in the restaurant first. If she wanted to live, she had to make money.

Restaurants are Song Yiren's only way of making a living now.

After all, not everyone is so lucky and has the opportunity to live a new life.

Looking up at a suspended city in the sky, floating on white clouds, Song Yiren was shocked.

This is a place where rich people live. It is completely different from ordinary people. Even the air is different.

Every city has such a city in the sky, where the upper class live.

Song Yiren was a little sad. Everything seemed like a dream, but it was real. She really came to another world and came to life again.

Isn't it just to open a restaurant? Song Yiren is a kitchen employee of a breakfast restaurant. She has been working there for several years and can make steamed buns, soy milk, and fried dough sticks.

Song Yiren originally thought about learning these skills through hard work, and then opening a small shop by herself, or setting up a stall. After all, the chef in the shop where Song Yiren went to learn the skills really had a few brushes, but it was just a matter of people.

It's not as good as God's will and an accident will happen unexpectedly.

Song Yiren's shop is located at the end of a commercial street, which is a relatively remote location. However, it used to be quite popular because Song Yiren's father, Song Qingqing, is a regular one-star chef in the Interstellar Federation. Although he is only a junior chef, he opened this kind of shop.

The small restaurant is more than adequate, so there are many repeat customers.

But since the store fell into Song Yiren's hands, the business has plummeted.

Because the original person has never liked being a chef and has always wanted to become a cultivator, naturally he does not want to run a store properly.

Song Yiren opened the rolling shutter door, the sun shone into the store, and she could see the dust flying in the air.

It seems that this place has not been cleaned for a long time, and there is a vague smell of mold in the air.

[Within the target range, a suitable soul is detected, and the contract is detected...]

[Contract completed, God of Cooking system is being bound...]

[Complete binding. Ready to start...]

Suddenly, a cold mechanical voice sounded in Song Yiren's mind.

system?
Chapter completed!