After Lin Junru left, Su Jinchuan took out pen, ink, paper and inkstone from the room and began to practice calligraphy, after all, calligraphy relies on accumulated practice.

Su Jinchuan hasn't gone out to work for a long time, and he has also gone to work before, but going to work is too boring, and there are all kinds of intrigues in the workplace, so he resigned decisively after a few days.

It's better to live your own little life at home, have nothing to practice calligraphy, cook food, and this kind of life is quite comfortable.

Su Jinchuan would not want to rule the world because he was an immortal, and only people with funny brains would do that kind of thing.

For Su Jinchuan, even if he stood on the top of the world, it was a very lonely thing, because he used to be a pinnacle-like existence.

Modern people envy the life of the gods in the novel, but they don't realize that their current life is a life that even the gods can't live!

Su Jinchuan has lived in the fairy world for thousands of years, and that life is simply boring, no mobile phone, no computer, no electricity, and even the hot water for a bath has to boil water by himself, even the tomatoes that are often eaten in life now, the fairy world also does not have it!

Su Jinchuan was sure that if the few immortal emperors he knew, if they were allowed to live in the present place for a few years, it would guarantee that they would not even want to cultivate immortals.

Because the ultimate goal of monks cultivating immortals is also to gain a foothold in the cultivation realm, so that they and their families can live a good life without being bullied.

After practicing the calligraphy, it was noon, and it was time for lunch.

Su Jinchuan went out to the vegetable market, and after buying the ingredients needed for cooking at noon, he returned home and started to work.

Lunch was very simple, Su Jinchuan made fried shredded pork with green peppers, and scrambled eggs with tomatoes, plus a bowl of rice, which was enough for him to eat alone.

In the past, when I lived in the fairy world, when my cultivation reached the valley, I didn't need to rely on food to sustain my life, because the spiritual power between heaven and earth was the most nourishing thing.

But not now, he is used to living on the earth, even if Su Jinchuan recovers his cultivation one day, he will have three meals a day.

Because his stomach and his life have become accustomed to such a regular meal.

The phone rang suddenly.

It was a Jing Nan who sent the message.

Su Jinchuan ate with chopsticks in one hand and replied to messages with his mobile phone in the other.

Speaking of chopsticks, compared with the set of tools used to eat Western food, the wisdom of the ancestors is really endless, because when you eat with chopsticks, you can play with your mobile phone and eat at the same time.

But if you change to a Western fork and knife, you can't eat and play with your phone at the same time.

Otherwise, how to say that we Chinese people are smart, chopsticks are really a great invention.

A Jing Nan: "It's so annoying, I don't have any appetite at all, and I don't know what to eat at noon." ”

Su Jinchuan: "Why don't you come to my house for dinner, I just fried a lot of vegetables today." ”

Yi Jingnan: "Hey~ You want to meet me so much! But I'm ugly." ”

Su Jinchuan: "Don't see ugly." lest you frighten passers-by on your way to my house. ”

A Jing Nan: "You're not cute!"

Su Jinchuan: "Just be cute!"

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The two of them talked for a long time.

A Jing Nan: "It's almost two o'clock, I don't know what to do yet..."

Su Jinchuan: "Why don't I send you some of my pickles, it's very appetizing." ”

Yi Jingnan: "Is it a pickle like Korean kimchi?"

Su Jinchuan: "No, I pickled it myself, it's very homely." ”

Yi Jingnan: "Okay, good." But how are you going to get it to me?"

Su Jinchuan: "Tell me your address, and I'll send it to you." ”

Yi Jingnan: "Then will you work too hard?"

Su Jinchuan: "No. ”

Yi Jingnan: "I live in Jiang's Mansion. ”

Su Jinchuan: "Then we are quite close, you wait, I estimate that we can arrive in half an hour." ”

A Jing Nan: "Thank you, little brother, love you Mo Da ~ ヾ (^▽^ヾ)"

Su Jinchuan: "It's okay. ”

After Su Jinchuan replied to the message, he ran to the kitchen, and after finding a plastic box, he came to the pickle jar with chopsticks.

This kind of plastic box is the kind of disposable transparent with a lid, when Ye Xiaoyu was in high school before, he didn't like to eat food in the school cafeteria, Su Jinchuan bought a lot of it wholesale online, specifically to deliver food to Ye Xiaoyu.

Don't ask Su Jinchuan why he doesn't use a bowl to deliver food to Ye Xiaoyu, because Ye Xiaoyu not only doesn't like to wash dishes, every time he brushes the dishes, the bowls and plates will inevitably break!

To deliver food to Ye Xiaoyu in this kind of plastic box, she doesn't have to brush the bowl, and Su Jinchuan doesn't have to worry about the bowl being broken, which can be said to kill two birds with one stone.

Opening the pickle jar with the stone, Su Jinchuan filled a box full of pickles.

The pickles pickled by Su Jinchuan are only delicious, and the secret is all in this stone of pickles.

Originally, there were two stones for pickling pickles, but after giving one to Ye Xiaoyu, now there is only one left.

Don't underestimate this stone, I have been with Su Jinchuan for many years, and the spiritual power contained in the stone is beyond imagination.

It's just that the spiritual power in Su Jinchuan's body can be automatically recovered, although the speed is slower, but he himself said that it doesn't matter.

The current situation, the awakened person is so lacking in cultivation resources, these things are just a drop in the bucket for Su Jinchuan to restore his strength, but when they are used on those who need it, they can give full play to its greatest value.

After recovering the pickle jar, Su Jinchuan went out with the pickles.

Jiang's Building.

"Hello, someone asked me to put something here. Su Jinchuan came to the front desk of the living room of Jiang's Building, and spoke politely to the young and beautiful front desk lady.

"Huh?" The two front desk ladies suddenly looked strange when they looked at the pickles in the plastic box.

"Sir, did you send it to the wrong place?" asked the front desk lady subconsciously.

Su Jinchuan was dressed ordinary, and his whole body was covered with clothes bought from the stalls, and at this time, he was a little out of place in such a tall place, and the surrounding magnificent decoration.

Or rather, the whole building is incompatible with Su Jinchuan.

"That's right, someone will pick it up in a while. Su Jinchuan smiled slightly, his tone when he spoke was neither humble nor arrogant, but he would not be ashamed of coming to such a tall place to deliver pickles.

Born in the world, you and I are mortal.

In Su Jinchuan's eyes, whether rich or poor, there is no distinction between high and low.

Su Jinchuan will not look down on you because you were born noble, nor will he treat people differently because you live a difficult life.

"Sir, are you sure someone asked you to bring pickles here?" the front desk lady asked Su Jinchuan repeatedly.

They haven't been working here for a day or two, and the people who usually come and go here are all upper-class people who are either rich or noble, Su Jinchuan is dressed up, there are no brand-name clothes, no brand-name watches, and it doesn't look like a food delivery, no matter how he looks at it, he is an ordinary salaryman!

"You can't be wrong. Okay, the stuff was delivered, and I'm leaving. After Su Jinchuan finished speaking, he turned around and left the building directly.

After he left, the two front desk ladies immediately looked at each other.

"Quickly put away the pickles, so as not to affect the image. The two front desk ladies exchanged glances with each other, and between the words, they had already put away the pickles.

After walking out of Jiang's Mansion, Su Jinchuan took out his mobile phone and sent a message to a Jing Nan, saying that the pickles had been delivered.

"Ah??You just came??Why didn't you let me know in advance, I'm upstairs." ”

"I'm afraid you'll be ugly to me. Okay, I made an appointment to play chess in the afternoon, so I won't talk about it for now. After Su Jinchuan finished speaking, he closed WeChat, because Uncle Gao, the stinky chess basket, had already made several calls to Su Jinchuan and urged him to go back to playing chess.

After Su Jinchuan left here, Jiang Jingnan almost turned into a woman like the wind and quickly came to the front desk.

"Did anyone send me anything just now?" Jiang Jingnan was about to come to the front desk, her demeanor returned to her previous calm and calm, and at this time she calmly asked the front desk lady.

In a wealthy family, Jiang Jingnan usually pays great attention to her own image and etiquette, and has high requirements for herself.

"Miss, no one has sent you anything. The front desk lady replied very respectfully.

"It was pickles. Jiang Jingnan added calmly.

"Ah, that person brought you pickles just now?" The two front desk ladies heard the voice, and suddenly became calm!

You must know that Jiang Jingnan, a young lady like Jiang Jingnan, usually eats bird's nest and shark fin until she gets tired of it, and she is surrounded by world-class chefs who plan three meals a day for her.

The eldest lady has never eaten any good things, not that the front desk lady is self-righteous, they guess in their hearts that these eldest ladies probably don't know what pickles are!

So at this time, after knowing that Su Jinchuan was here to deliver pickles to Jiang Jingnan, they were all very surprised.

"Yes. Jiang Jingnan said indifferently.

The front desk lady didn't dare to slack off, so she quickly found the pickles and handed them to Jiang Jingnan respectfully.

Fortunately, they didn't throw this thing, otherwise Jiang Jingnan couldn't find pickles, so they would have to fire them!

"This is pickles?" Jiang Jingnan saw Su Jinchuan's pickled pickles for the first time, she had heard of Korean kimchi, but she had never eaten them, mainly because she thought it was unhealthy.

Because in the process of pickling, kimchi will produce nitrite, which is a carcinogen and is very harmful to health.

Rich people may not value money as important, but they care more about their bodies than anyone else.

The two front desk ladies, they saw Jiang Jingnan's reaction when she saw the pickles, and both of them were stunned!

You must know that Jiang Jingnan is the daughter of a wealthy family, and if you put a mountain of gold in front of her, she may not be interested in taking a second look, but at this time, because of a pickle, it attracted all her attention.

"By the way, did the person who came to bring me pickles say something?" Jiang Jingnan looked at the ladies at the front desk and asked softly with a smile on her face.

The man didn't say anything, but said that someone had asked him to deliver the pickles, and then he left. I saw that he was dressed like a rough man, and he was covered with stalls, so I didn't ask too much. The front desk lady said truthfully.

"Hmm. Jiang Jingnan nodded when he heard this, and then said with a look of joy and anger: "You should remember in the future, don't judge people by their appearance, and besides, in the future, when he comes to send me things, you must treat him with your usual attitude towards me." Understood?"

"Understood..."

These two counter ladies, who have been working here for many years and often deal with high people, know in their hearts that as long as the smile on each other's face disappears, it means that she is already angry.

After all, people who are not in the market, people in high society are better at managing their emotions and will not show their dissatisfaction in person.

Jiang Jingnan nodded when she heard this, didn't say anything, and calmly took the pickles and left.

It's the two front desk ladies, and their hearts are about to stop beating nervously at this time...