Xu Guangling thought about it for a while, and felt that if he made noodles by hand, there would be no major problems, but there seemed to be a lot of small problems. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

But because of this, it made him energetic.

In the past few years, I have been living in a mess, without a goal, and everything I do has no clear purpose and direction, including reading books, including surfing the Internet, including wandering around. All of this is not so much out of preference as it is about killing time, or rather as an escape.

If you take up all your time, you won't have time to think about anything else.

This practice has proven to be effective a lot of the time. — though it can't always work.

But the few times that were ineffective were actually painful and nostalgic for Xu Guangling. He was afraid of memories, but he didn't want to forget, so occasionally dwelling on them was something he was both afraid of and looking forward to.

And now, let's take the matter of making vermicelli as his first goal after the accident!

Therefore, the focus is no longer on vermicelli, but on this matter. Regardless of whether the goal can be achieved or not, he has decided to do it.

The idea has been decided, Xu Guangling immediately looked up relevant information on the Internet, as a preliminary preparation, including the production of sweet potatoes, potatoes, vermicelli or something, because of the "dream" the day before yesterday as a foundation, Xu Guangling found that he was still very familiar with these things.

Obviously, it was something that he had not been exposed to before, but as he flipped through the materials, his understanding and grasp of many of them were rising at a very fast speed. And this speed exceeded his normal speed of absorbing new knowledge.

Far more than!

It was precisely because it was far more than that Xu Guangling easily felt it.

What does this situation look like now? After thinking about it, Xu Guangling soon found a similar situation. He's like a new account now, brushing up on experience to fight monsters or running from scratch or something, but it's just a new account and not a newcomer.

So the rate of rise is by no means comparable to that of any newcomer.

Regarding this situation, Xu Guangling was at a loss again. Obviously, the dream the day before yesterday was not as simple as he had imagined, although he had already thought about it more complicatedly. Xu Guangling is now almost certain that what pounced on his forehead the night before was a soul that belonged to a person, or not a soul, anyway, something similar, and it belonged to a chef!

Otherwise, there is no way to explain what is happening to him now.

And that dream is obviously just a dominant influence after this incident has changed, and in addition to this explicit influence, there must be an unknown degree of implicit influence. For example, he is "instinctively" familiar with sweet potatoes, potatoes, vermicelli and other things, or sensitive.

Could it be that the soul or something has merged with him and is gradually influencing him?

After thinking about it, Xu Guangling shook his head again. Again, his thoughts, his memories, his emotions, all of these things told him that he hadn't changed! What had changed was just a little more knowledge out of thin air and the ability to describe it.

And it's about the ability to make a meal.

This situation is more like a character in a game who got a gift package or something, rather than a person who has changed. - Of course, some of the person's abilities have indeed changed. But it's not the same thing as changing people.

In short, how to say it, it may be a little unclear in the expression, but the thing is very clear and very simple to understand.

Or at most, the thing that enters his body will subtly turn him into a chef through the guidance of his ability? Xu Guangling imagined this possibility slightly, and then quickly got his own idea.

He probably won't be going to be a chef.

But he's still happy to master some chef skills, such as cooking and cooking, or skills like vermicelli processing.

So if that night's mutation was all there was to it, it should be a good thing, or at least, not a bad thing for him. But of course, it's too early to draw conclusions. And then it's still the same sentence, everything, let it be, let it be.

No matter what the future holds, as long as his consciousness is still there and he is still awake, then everything is not a problem.

Life, the direction and choice of life, is still in his own hands! As for the inexplicable fusion that may belong to the ability of a chef, who in this world would be afraid of his own ability? In any case, the change the day before yesterday "woke up" him and allowed him to get out of the chaos of the past few years.

This alone is worthy of his happiness and gratitude.

With such thoughts and thoughts, Xu Guangling was not surprised or happy, ignoring the performance that he seemed to be a "new account" and not a novice, and continued to search for all aspects of vermicelli, and in terms of this correlation and divergent search, I have to say that the Internet is much more convenient than the library.

When you're immersed in something, time flies the fastest.

When Xu Guangling felt that he had found almost the same, and then he could enter the actual operation process, he turned off all the web pages and looked at the lower right corner of the taskbar, well, it was already half past twelve again!

Don't seem to have eaten dinner tonight?

But it doesn't matter, I still had two meals today, and I used to have more time to eat one meal a day when the day and night were reversed. Thinking of this, Xu Guangling sighed with emotion about the two words "湊活" in Chinese Chinese.

That's right, in the past, he was indeed "alive", and he had nothing to do, being a monk for a day and hitting the clock for a day.

Alas, life is like a dream!

At this time, it was time to wake up from a dream, but I didn't know if I was still in another dream.

Turning off the notebook, Xu Guangling got up and moved, ready to sleep. In the past, the activity was to stretch the body at will, but tonight, on a whim, Xu Guangling actually beat the thirty-six styles of Tai Chi that he learned in the morning again!

From start to finish, complete!

Wouldn't it be a bit too much?

When he was about to go to bed, Xu Guangling was still thinking about this question. And when he lay down, two minutes later, he fell asleep again.

However, this time, it was not the so-called "dreamless night" like yesterday, but the dream happened again! It happened again! Just like the night before!

In the dream, Xu Guangling silently looked at or felt an old man, making noodles. From the beginning to the end, from the preparation of the materials to any of the processes involved, it is presented in a dream in detail.

And after a dream, Xu Guangling felt that he was already a noodle master who had been making noodles for decades, well, let's call it that.

In the morning, after waking up, Xu Guangling sat on the bed in a daze.

In a daze for this second dream.