Unlimited Cultivation Players

Chapter 12 Sunset Occupation
It was still Gongyangyan's steak and mass-market meal buns that were cooked in a vague way. Ningzhi was not an ignorant little fairy like Jiu Yuanzi. He thought that frying steak was such a simple matter, how could someone do it like this? .

Not to mention, these are not high-end steaks, just cheap synthetic modulation steaks, put the steaks in the pot, and just heat it up.

So, unable to bear it any longer, he walked into the kitchen, intending to show his skills by cooking himself.

Jiu Yuanzi ate the steak fried by Gongyang Yan, tilted his head to look at Ning Zhi who was busy in the kitchen, and said to Gongyang Yan, who had a bad complexion, "I have heard other immortals say that mortals can cook many delicious dishes. Everyone is a God of Cookery, it seems to be true."

"Uh, which god said that?" Gongyang Yan was already desperate, and after a while Jiu Yuanzi knew that what she ate just now was rubbish, and she would definitely be angry.

"The Kitchen God said that every time they come back, their mouths are shiny, saying that mortals always prepare a lot of food and send them back. Once, I saw a Kitchen God take out a white thing behind his back and put it on his mouth. Wipe it off." Jiu Yuanzi recalled.

She was a little aggrieved, "I asked him what kind of good food he was eating from ordinary people, and let me see it. I didn't expect him to run away in his arms. He didn't tell me a little bit, how stingy."

Gongyangyan recalled the folk customs she read when she was writing essays when she was a child, and said with some uncertainty: "Maybe, it's a piece of pigskin."

It is said in the folklore that in ancient times, poor people had no good things in their homes, and when the Kitchen God returned to heaven, they would wipe the mouth painted by the Kitchen God with pigskin, so that they would say that they had a good life in their own home after going to heaven.

This is just to make the Kitchen God look good and make the family live better in the coming year. It is just a folklore that yearns for a better life.

Could it be that they really went back and brought the pigskin for wiping their mouths with them?

"Pigskin?" Jiu Yuanzi didn't see anyone eating pigskin on TV, "Then after you go out, get me some pigskin to see what kind of good it is, so that the Kitchen God can't bear to give it to you." Other immortals."

"Okay." Gongyang Yan is sure that in a city as big as Haidu, you can definitely find a shop that makes delicious pigskin.

But there was one thing she was very curious about, so she asked, "Sister Jiu, is the Kitchen God really the same as in the legend, can it really bring blessings and disasters to people?"

Jiu Yuanzi looked at her blankly, "Huh?"

"Ah, isn't it?" Gongyang Yan was taken aback by her expression.

Both of them looked at each other blankly, and the atmosphere was suddenly awkward.

Jiu Yuanzi blinked his eyes a few times before he said puzzledly: "Why did the Kitchen God give you blessings and eliminate disasters? If they have the ability, why don't you give yourself a blessing first, and become a god earlier in exchange for better treatment. live."

"What, the Kitchen God is not a god?" Gongyang Yan asked in surprise.

Jiu Yuanzi explained: "Which gods have you seen living in the human world all day, they are better than the land of ghosts or mountain gods. They can go to the fairy world, but they can only stay for a few days before coming down. If you count carefully , are the group with the highest status among ghosts and immortals, but the gap between them is about as big as you and me."

She shook the fork in her hand, and after thinking for a long time, she finally found a word to describe it, "In your terms, it's a temporary worker among gods, and an iron rice bowl among ghosts."

"Then what are they doing in the world?" Gong Yangyan asked in confusion.

Jiu Yuanzi said with a smile: "If you enshrine them yourself, there must be a theory."

In order to prevent the Kitchen God from going to the sky to speak ill of the family, so we have to give the Kitchen God sweets and delicious food to cover their mouths...

Gong Yangyan opened her eyes wide and said incredulously, "Could it be that they are spying on us?"

"Why do this kind of thing, what are we doing, you want to send someone to watch us?"

She never thought about it before, but now that she thinks about it, she immediately feels that something is wrong. The Kitchen God is hiding in other people's homes, watching everyone's every move every day.

Then I have to go to heaven to report once a year. Why should heaven listen to the trivial family matters of mortals?
Just thinking about it makes me feel terrible, so perverted.

Jiu Yuanzi shrugged and said, "Unfortunately, I don't know. But before I came down, many kitchen gods were unemployed because they couldn't enter the homes of ordinary people."

"It's said that people nowadays don't like to post their portraits in the kitchen, let alone put up a statue of a god. If they don't even have a place to stay, of course they can't enter the house. Now the kitchen god is a sunset job, and sooner or later they will all be cancelled."

Gong Yangyan received too much information at once, and she couldn't digest it all in a short while. She folded her hands and thought about it for a long time, but she couldn't sort out this matter.

At this time, Ning Zhi, who was cooking himself, came back, holding a bottle of mineral water in his right hand, and a plate with two lunch bags and a piece of butter in his left hand.

He was busy in the kitchen for a long time, and he only brought out such things, and the fried steak was sacrificed in the trash can before it could be shown.

Gong Yangyan was very pleased, it seems that the steak is really not easy to fry, and the president also failed.

The three of them had a messy meal, Jiu Yuanzi put four forks on the table, she found another corpse outside the shopping mall, the chest was shot through, it was the gun that Ning Zhi fired.

She took back the magic weapon of the fork, and the lumps on their backs were slowly absorbing the spiritual energy, so she didn't move for a while, just dragged the corpse into the shopping mall and left it there.

Jiu Yuanzi patted the fork and said with a smile, "Mr. Ning, can you tell me what this is?"

Ning Zhi took a sip of mineral water, and said calmly: "Using the low-level magic weapon powered by Chonglingbao, you can release attacks in the middle, and when you encounter garbage, you can pick it up with a clip and take it back."

"When every psychic supplies company enters the dojo, they will bring one with them. It is complete in offense and defense and can also pick up junk. It is quite easy to use, but everyone calls it a dog stick."

"No one seems to remember the original name."

Afraid that Jiu Yuanzi would not understand, Gongyangyan explained from the side: "Sister Jiu, beggars in ancient times were dirty and easily bitten by dogs, so they always carried a stick for self-defense, so they asked for a dog stick. standard."

Jiu Yuanzi looked at the dog-beating stick on the table, and after a while he muttered, "It's for picking up trash..."

Ning Zhi asked suddenly: "Do you want it?"

"How is it possible, I want your magic weapon." Jiu Yuanzi smiled, pushed the dog-beating stick in front of him, and said bluntly.

How could this fairy use a dog-beating stick? She wouldn't know how to use it without a magic weapon. It was absolutely impossible.

Ning Zhi was not surprised, his magic weapon bought with a lot of money, as long as it was exposed to others, it would arouse people's greed.

He took the magic weapon out of the gun pouch on his waist and put it on the table, "I can trade with you, but what else can you give me? The price for taking me through the customs has been agreed, and now I still want this thunderbolt." Bird, you can no longer come at the price you negotiated before."

"I have to ask you, what do you want the most." Jiu Yuanzi stared at Thunderbird and said.

The palm-length gun-shaped magic weapon, with a white jade base color, is inlaid with blue glass-like crystals. Its shape is elegant and simple, and the person who made it has a high aesthetic.

Ning Zhi fell silent, Jiu Yuanzi didn't urge him, and waited for him to think slowly.

Finally, Ning Zhi said, "Not only do I need to clear the level, I also need to learn spells."

"Now I still need it for self-defense. As long as you can let me learn spells, clear customs and leave the dojo safely, I will give you both the villa and Thunderbird."

Jiu Yuanzi smiled and said: "No problem, if you can't learn spells this time, it will be fine next time, until you learn spells."

Thunderbird magic weapon, she is bound to get it.

　Ah~ I owe more than 10 chapters, it will be great if there is subscription support after it is released, thank you everyone, I will not be able to add more if there are too many rewards, and I will owe too much. Σ(っ°Д°;)っ

　　
　
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