PUBG Nightmare Player System

No, it's just over eight thousand after a busy day?

Speaking of fighting for the nightmare value? Well, today is a massacre?

Ye Lang cursed at the computer screen.

"What Doudizhu, what Go, I'm such a fool, my money!"

咚咚咚.

Ye Lang's door was knocked loudly.

"Ye Lang, what are you crying and howling? You know that you are loud and there are guests at home, so keep your voice down."

Ye Tan'er's dissatisfied voice came.

When Ye Lang opened the door and walked out, he saw an old man sitting on the sofa in the living room on the first floor.

Jiang Xiaoying was talking to the man.

"Ye Lang, come down quickly! Uncle Lin has been waiting for you for a long time."

Ye Lang walked down the stairs, the other side stood up and looked at Ye Lang, and stretched out his hand.

"My name is Lin Kongtong, you can call me Lao Lin."

"Uncle Lin, I am Ye Lang."

Lin Kongtong paused, "Ye Lang, I heard Xiaoying say that you are very researched in cooking, and today she made a dish of pork with pickled vegetables, specially for you."

Ye Lang's face blushed, "Haha, did you learn it from you?"

Lin Kongtong nodded, "I tried the solution you mentioned, and the effect was surprisingly good. Suddenly, the last trace of smoke among the plum and the meat was caught and hidden in the tongue. It's wonderful."

Ye Lang smiled, "What do you want to know?"

Lin Kongtong smiled, "I can pay for this thing. This skill is supposed to be a unique secret. If you don't want to tell me this bad old man, it doesn't hurt. If you tell me, I will keep this secret too, ha ha, I’m old now and I’m no longer in the circle. I just have nothing to cook, as long as everyone likes it."

Ye Lang smiled, "I don't have anything, but I'm going to talk about it. If I say this thing, it may subvert some cognition. You can think about it."

"Hmph, I'm an old man afraid of it. I have lived my entire life. I haven't seen it. How many leaders of countries come to our China to eat the food I cook. Just talk about why I have to use fifty years of yam. ."

Ye Lang nodded: "That's it, yam is commonly known as small ginseng. Of course, carrots are also called so. They are rich in nutrients, but there is a characteristic of yam, which is that the fire is too high. Soil balance is the best state. Mei Cai Kou does not account for metal, but it uses a crock pot and gold soil. Two properties, strong fire, Mei Cai is wood, and water without roots, it is all right. Right."

"Little friend Ye Lang, do you know this?"

Ye Lang smiled, "It's okay to study blindly, furry."

"Haha, Ye Lang, you are modest. After China arrived in the modern era, many good things have been lost. To be honest, the ancestors had some bad things, but there are also many precious things. The five elements, Chinese medicine, and food are all among them. An indispensable part."

"Yeah, Uncle Lin, do you think that the gold, wood, water, fire, and soil are complete, and the taste of this dish is correct. But, the fire cannot be directly reflected in the ingredients. An indirect flame, that is, small Fire, then it must be mixed with fire. Yam is one of the best methods of the ancients. Fifty years of yam, the fire is vigorous, but not dry and hot, wood makes fire, water suppresses fire, water, wood fire, and mutual growth After that, the fire was restrained, but it was best."

"Why is it 50 years?" Lin Kongtong probably understood, and then asked this question directly.

Yes, many things can be replaced. In today's world, all kinds of biotechnology can create everything you want.

Why is it only fifty years?

Ye Lang smiled, "Fifty years is actually very imaginary. I know how it is, but I don’t know why, but I just know that this yam is no more than one hundred, and fifty is a middle-aged man. Just like a human being, ten out of ten are five. , And aspiring to learn, standing at thirty, at forty without confusion, at fifty knowing the destiny, at sixty with ears, seventy at the heart, not exceeding the rules, of which thirty, forty, and fifty are the peaks of human beings. The pinnacle of yam is exactly fifty years old."

After Ye Lang finished speaking, he explained, "As a family, don't laugh at me."

At this time, Lin Kongtong frowned, and the whole person fell into a kind of thinking, and immediately exhaled and said: "Ye Lang, what you said is really good, very good, young and promising. Push forward the waves, how about my kind of forward waves and die on the beach? If our country is a talent like Ye Lang, then it will be a matter of time to return to the top of the world!"

Jiang Xiaoying was stunned.

She thought Ye Lang was just joking. After going back and telling Lin Kongtong, she didn't expect that Lin Kongtong would actually try it with wild yam that had been used for fifty years, and immediately asked her who the idea was.

So she brought Lin Kongtong over.

At this moment Jiang Xiaoying suddenly remembered that when he first stayed overnight in Ye Lang's rental house, Ye Lang said that he never cooked.

It turned out that he didn't want to do it, but didn't want to do it.

A person who is proficient in food, if no one appreciates the exquisite dishes he makes, how lonely it is.

Jiang Xiaoying was in tears.

If Ye Lang knows what this woman is thinking, he will definitely scream up to the sky, woman, don't you think it over, okay?

At this time, Lin Kongtong came over, "Tonight, we will cook two dishes each and try them. You can also give me advice."

Ye Lang was surprised, "Don't, Uncle Lin, you praised me."

"No, no, I saw my little friend Ye Lang today, why don't we follow the example of the antique and become brothers?"

...

Jiang Xiaoying was stunned. How could Lin Kongtong, such a noble person, be so...

Ye Tan'er grew her mouth, what happened?

Ye Lang was dumbfounded, and said quickly: "Uncle Lin, those are all imaginary. You recognize me in your heart. That's enough. Forms and so on are all comforts for those who are empty and empty. For people like you, The form is not important anymore, right?"

Lin Kongtong smiled, "Ye Lang, Ye Lang, I really like you more and more."

The two went to cook separately. After cooking, Ye Lang went upstairs to upload the song he had recorded, and then went down to eat.

"Ye Lang, did you sing just now? I heard you crying and howling."

"I'm an anchor, isn't this going to be broadcast, sing a song, so I can slip away."

Ye Lang and Lin Kongtong were amazed at each other's dishes.

After Lin Kongtong tasted Ye Lang's craftsmanship, he was instantly shocked.

Ye Lang also sincerely admired Lin Kongtong's dishes.

This person has done this thing in his life, cooking.

Anyone who does one thing in his life will reach the perfect state and become proficient.

"I was actually very angry today. This dish is a bit heavy." Lin Kongtong said lightly at this time.

"Don't you know, I am so old, today I went to a Go platform to find someone to play chess, and I was bullied by a guy named Xiaobaicai."

Ye Lang was stunned for an instant, and a mouthful of water came out.

Xiaobaicai, isn't it the number you use?

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