Passive Inheritance System for All Occupations

"Little bastard, you should tell me now, right?"

When Kuang San came back with a can of red bean soup, Chen Mo laughed shamelessly again, and at the same time said shamelessly: "Ferris wheel, go ride the Ferris wheel again, and I'll tell you."

……

Eleven thirty-eight at night.

Inside the slowly rising Universal Ferris Wheel, Chen Mo lay on the porthole glass of the cockpit, his gaze completely attracted by the brightly lit night scene outside the Ferris Wheel.

Roller coaster, merry-go-round, and Ferris wheel, these three classic game items can be seen in almost all amusement parks, which can be said to be the standard configuration of amusement parks.

When Tiangong City Amusement Park was rebuilt a few years ago, it directly replaced the original standard Ferris wheel with a height of more than [-] meters with the current Universal Ferris Wheel. The height at the top is almost comparable to the city TV Tower. Seen from the surrounding area, such a huge Ferris wheel is slowly turning, which is a superb view.

Ten minutes after boarding the Ferris wheel, the surrounding buildings and game facilities are gradually surpassed. Looking around, you can see neon lights of various colors flickering everywhere in the amusement park, and the high-rise buildings in the distance are dotted with tens of thousands of lights. Under the dark night, it is like a lighthouse guiding long-distance sailing ships to return to the port. At the end of the line of sight is the quiet and remote sea. Compared with this city that never sleeps, it is even more profound and charming.

Through the porthole of the Ferris wheel cockpit, Chen Mo was deeply moved by the late-night scenery of Tiangong City.

"It's so beautiful..."

Soon, when Chen Mo's cockpit reached the top, the Ferris wheel stopped again, and each cockpit had five minutes to enjoy the view from the commanding height.

Tokisaki Kurumi sat opposite to Chen Mo, although he was enjoying the beautiful scenery, but his erratic eyes always seemed to be absent-minded.

"—bang! bang!"

At this moment, outside the Ferris wheel, brilliant fireworks bloomed in the night sky, and a bell sounded from the timing tower in the distance. It was twelve o'clock at midnight.

Thousands of stars spanned the entire sky like a long river, with gorgeous fireworks shining below, Tokisaki Kurumi's delicate profile was illuminated by the colorful lights in the night sky.

Chen Mo had a panoramic view of the beauties and the beautiful scenery, but for a moment he hesitated whether he should read "Fire trees and silver flowers close, star bridge iron locks open.", "Dongfeng night puts flowers and thousands of trees; more blows, stars are like rain.", or It should be read "The beauty of the city, her tolerance is like peaches and plums".

After hesitating and hesitating, he finally smiled and said so.

"Sister Kuangsan, it's already so late now, I will definitely be scolded if I go back, or else I'll stay at your house tonight."

Well, the declarative tone he used.

Chapter 8 Before the rainstorm, the butterfly flapped its wings

"Aggression-"

In the brightly lit kitchen, Chen Mo leaned on a stool and briskly chopped minced meat. The kitchen knife made a rhythmic collision sound when it came into contact with the chopping board.

This is one of Tokisaki Kurumi's multiple strongholds in Tengu City, or it can be said to be her home.

How should I put it... It always feels a lot more ordinary than I imagined.

Ordinary two bedrooms and one living room, ordinary kitchen and bathroom, ordinary furniture, the only thing that makes Chen Mo feel a little unusual is the style of the bedroom that belongs to Tokisaki Kurumi.

The room of the girl’s house can be subdivided into two types, either clean and tidy like Xiaojiabiyu’s style, or princess fan who is too flamboyant, but Tokisaki Kurumi is obviously different, her bedroom is full of Goethe’s aristocratic style The dark tones are matched, and various bloodstains, skeletons, and metal decorations are mixed with steampunk elements.

Of course, these are just nice words. From the first sight of Tokisaki Kuang's third bedroom, Chen Mo heheed twice in his heart.

Secondary illness, he is familiar with it, he is too familiar.

Compared with Tokisaki Kurumi, the bunch of middle school kids in the orphanage, there is actually no difference between the two except for the difference in level.

But to be honest, it doesn't matter whether Tokisaki Kurumi has a second illness or not. The only thing he wants to do now is one thing.

——Fill your stomach.

From the time he sneaked out of the orphanage with Tokisaki Kurumi in the middle of the night, it was already past midnight, and he had a good time playing, but he was really hungry.

According to Chen Mo's imagination, as an elf, Tokisaki Kurumi definitely does not need to rely on food for energy intake like ordinary people, so the refrigerator should be just a decoration.

But the moment he opened the refrigerator door, he knew he was wrong.

"Hahaha! Hahaha!"

The three fat and seven thin pork belly and rib meat were chopped into dices little by little, and then continued to be chopped into minced meat. Chen Mo did not have much strength, but his hand holding the kitchen knife was steady, and the kitchen knife fell very accurately and patiently. Alright, use a kitchen knife to pick up the minced meat that has been chopped into rice grains, and put it on a plate to let it stand. After washing the cutting board, he chopped some shiitake mushrooms and shepherd’s rice, which were also chopped into rice grains, and stopped the kitchen knife .

Stir the chopped green onion and ginger into the minced meat with eggs, cooking wine, and salt. When it starts to feel sticky, he also pours in the diced mushrooms and diced chestnut rice. After beating, kneading and kneading, a round meatball was quickly made.

"It's so big, won't you get tired of eating it?"

When Chen Mo was making meatballs, Kuangsan also ran into the kitchen at some point. She looked curiously at the little guy busying around in front of the chopping board, and said abruptly, "If you want to eat meatballs, I can help you too." Yo."

"No." Chen Mo continued to rub the meatball unmoved: "I don't feel relieved to let you come, I'd better do it myself."

"Ah la... do you not trust my cooking skills?"

Rejected by Chen Mo, Tokisaki Kurumi covered his mouth and showed a cute smile: "Don't look at me like this, but I still do some housework."

As an elf who has been in the world for more than [-] years, even if she has never seriously learned how to cook, in fact her cooking skills can already be regarded as master level.

However, Chen Mo still shook his head.

"I can't get used to other people's cooking."

This is of course his excuse, and it is a very brainless excuse. A normal person can understand how perfunctory this is when he hears it. After leaving the kitchen, Chen Mo was still "slapping" the meatballs.

A whole plate of minced meat, and finally made five meatballs slightly smaller than a fist. Fry the puff pastry in a pan with warm oil.

Half an hour later, the meatballs that had been juiced by the fire looked all ruddy and shiny, surrounded by emerald green rapeseed, with bright colors and a tangy aroma. They were obviously made of ordinary ingredients taken out of the refrigerator, but they were hard-pressed. He has made the level of a star hotel chef.

"Unexpectedly... little guy, you can do this."

"I know a lot of things, do I have to tell you everything one by one?"