Jiepai Village.

In broad daylight, in a small red brick bungalow, there are obviously people living in it, but the windows and doors are closed.

There were still some crackling sounds coming from inside from time to time, and I didn't know what they were doing.

Fortunately, there are not a few families left in the village, and no one has noticed it yet.

"I said Brother Kun, can it be done in the end, I knew how good it would be to do it at home like this and then carry it over, but I have to come here to study it, this taste is so sweet that I panic......"

The room was airtight, and even the door was stuffed with cloth, and Li Youguang complained vigorously.

"You know!"

Mr. Guo Yongkun, the chief researcher of Chinese chocolate, is busy in front of the stove, with a measuring cup in his left hand and a mold in his right hand, and his face is black and white, looking like a big cat.

He can't always adjust the proportion of this milk, and he feels a loss if he adds less, because chocolate is definitely more expensive than milk.

Add too much, the taste is not good, it is not crispy in the mouth, soft and not pulled, like that......

And the reason why it is not done well in Hedong and then get it over is mainly due to two factors: transportation and storage.

To make small pieces of chocolate according to his idea, it will inevitably cause damage during long-distance transportation, and then it will have to be re-baked.

In addition, after adding milk, the shelf life of the finished product will be greatly reduced, and the taste of these chocolates will be slightly inferior, and if there is any problem, then there is really no need to sell it.

So he has the idea of selling while doing it.

Isn't it freshly baked?

Isn't it more conscientious?

The research continues, and only the amount of one mold is used at a time, so there is not too much waste, and Guo Yongkun is not in a hurry.

People are so dedicated to the Breaking Bad, how can he not invest in a serious business?

You can't be compared to evil.

The people's mouths can also distinguish loyalty and treachery, who is willing to pay more if it is not a good thing?

In this way, three days passed in a flash.

At the same time, in Hedong, the latest semi-monthly magazine of "Xia Kelin" was finally released......

Cai Aijun is an out-and-out martial arts fan, and just saying one thing can prove his red-blooded heart.

I remember when I was in junior high school, in a final exam, the essay topic of the Chinese test paper was "My Dream", and the other students followed the step-by-step ...... Maybe not like that, but junior high school students have been able to figure out the psychology of some teachers.

So my dream is to be a scientist, my dream is to be a pilot, my dream is to be a navigator, my dream is to be an angel in white...... Born one after another.

The marking teacher was very pleased, but when he reviewed Cai Aijun's test paper, he was furious and almost didn't lift his desk.

Because his dream is...... Lord.

There is a passage that goes like this:

The rivers and lakes are sinister, the people's hearts are not ancient, the so-called famous and decent people are mostly sanctimonious, and they are a nest of snakes and rats, I am willing to be a big devil, not limited by the rules and regulations of the world, do it recklessly, kill as you like, and get away with the world.

Truth be told, this essay is excellently written, well-written, and well-worded, but ...... The junior high school teacher couldn't read it.

Cai Aijun wrote a story of the rivers and lakes in an overhead way, and its intention was to reflect some injustices in reality, but the teacher could not understand his good intentions.

Lamentable, pathetic.

In the end, he was not only scolded for being bloody, but also called his parents.

The reason why he has such a level of writing beyond that of junior high school students is due to the fact that he has read all kinds of chivalrous novels for many years.

It's just that he has basically read all the things that can be seen and can't be seen on the market, and no one can understand the pain of a book famine.

Now a soy sauce factory worker, he has Sundays off, and there are not many things to do to pass the time, and visiting the newsstand is always intentional and casual.

"Lao Gao, what's new recently?"

The newsstand closest to my home is too ripe to be cooked.

"Hedong Evening News, the recently popular "Sword Threesome" has reached 160 times, and you don't seem to have bought it for a while. ”

Lao Gao is a rosacea little old man, the old man in the city's propaganda system, in fact, he has already reached the retirement age, and he refuses to go home to care for the elderly.

""Sword Threesome" ah......"

Cai Aijun pouted and said: "I'm not interested in seeing 60 times, isn't it just the Taoyuan Three Knots in disguise, and it's not as smooth and boring as "Romance of the Three Kingdoms". ”

This kind of novel that changes the soup but does not change the medicine, it is okay to fool new book fans, but an old bookworm like him only feels dull and boring.

Lao Gao also knew that he had tricky tastes, and after thinking about it, he said, "Why don't you try the latest version of "Xia Kelin", there is a young man who squatted here in the morning and watched it for half an hour, there should be some good goods in it, I haven't had time to look at it." ”

""Chivalrous Forest?"

Cai Aijun's eyes flashed with a trace of remembrance and pain, the former "Xia Kelin" was his favorite magazine, and every issue did not fall.

It's a pity that the publication will be reissued after a few years of suspension, and it is no longer the same as it was back then.

It's not like he hasn't chased for a while, hoping they can get back on track, but some are just disappointed.

"Forget it. ”

"Look at it, it's hard to find something that has the right appetite, and if you feel okay, you can buy it." ”

Lao Gao also took care of this old customer, but he didn't have this treatment for others, and he carried a broom to pick up people in the morning, but fortunately he finally paid for it.

Cai Aijun was not interested, but Lao Gao had already thrown a book over, so he simply flipped through it.

"Huh?" Suddenly, his eyes lit up, "Zhu Xian"?"

Leaving aside the content, the title of the book is very novel and shocking, and I feel a vast ethereal aura rushing towards me.

Hurry up and look down......

'There are no gods in this world, but since ancient times, human beings have seen all kinds of strange things in the world around them......

"Immortals?"

Cai Aijun's eyes became brighter and brighter, he read all the strange books, simple martial arts was no longer enough to limit his vision, and he also liked immortal novels very much, among which he especially loved "Journey to the West".

But there are not many such classics that dare to be imitated.

Hence the interest.

Zhu Xian, Zhu Xian, isn't it the same as Sun Wukong's havoc in the Heavenly Palace?

Looking down further, he suddenly became confused, things were as he thought, and even irrelevant, this was a brand new fairy story.

When I see that "heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are dogs".

He suddenly felt a rebellious aura suddenly arise, and he had a premonition that this would be a story that was not satisfied with the status quo and vowed to change his life against the sky.

That's great!

This is exactly what his spirit desires.

Just think about it, he is full of talent, he has been drinking ice for ten years, and his blood is not cold, how can he be willing to be a shovel worker in a soy sauce factory?

He wants to change his life, too!

But...... He didn't dare to go against the sky, he hoped that someone could, and the protagonist in the book could, with indomitable spirit and fighting spirit, erect a model for my generation!

Attention is more concentrated, and there is no need to miss a word.

This book is magnificent, but he has only seen it in his life, and at the beginning of the book, the immortals and demons gather, fighting at will, are free, and it is easy to understand.

"Wonderful, wonderful, without chewing words, concise and to the point, writing the most wonderful fights in the simplest words!"

Cai Aijun's eyes were blood-red, and his spirit was extremely excited, and he didn't even expect the novel to be written like this.

"So you like that?"

Lao Gao smiled and rubbed his hands, no matter how good the relationship is, then you have to give money.

"Wait!" Cai Aijun didn't have time to talk to him at all.

Lao Gao shrugged his shoulders, fortunately he knew the other party's temperament, as long as he looked at the right eye, he would buy it back even if he turned it over directly.

"Foundation building period. If you want to build a foundation, it is difficult to climb to the sky, it is difficult to have one of the hundreds, most people are extremely poor all their lives, only staying in the stage of practicing qi, if you can get lucky, your cultivation will skyrocket, and your life will increase by 50 years......"

Oh my God!

Cai Aijun's whole person was stunned, this kind of realm has reached the realm of transformation in ordinary chivalrous novels, crisscrossing the rivers and lakes, there is no opponent, but in this book, it is actually ...... Just the primary realm?

Behind that...... It's unimaginable!

Isn't it a wave of your hand, turning the world upside down, and the stars are moving?!

This is even more amazing than "Journey to the West"!

And most importantly, this book has such a detailed and complete hierarchy that he has never heard of all the strange books.

For example, in "Journey to the West", what is the realm of Guanyin Bodhisattva, what is the realm of the Buddha, and what is the realm of the Jade Emperor?

God knows, I just know that it's fierce, it's fierce.

So the Jade Emperor, as the supreme of the immortal world, can he be able to rival the Buddha?

It is even more unknown.

Even the realm of Monkey King is vague.

There is also Zhu Bajie, he was originally Marshal Tianpeng, since he was demoted to the mortal world, he still has mana, how can he often be abused by the little monster to death?

It doesn't make sense.

In the words of an old bookworm like him...... Not rigorous enough.

"Lao Gao, this "Zhu Xian" is really a strange book!"

"Is there such a god?"

Lao Gao was surprised, and was also hooked up by the book, so he quickly took out another one and flipped through it.

So, for the next quarter of an hour, in this small newsstand located at the north and west corners of the river, there were constant sounds of surprise.

Although the two of them did not miss a word, after all, there were only 20,000 words......

"Damn, gone?"

"yes, why is it gone!"

"Damn, this is too depressing, it's cool to see ......"

The two of them held the book in their hands and sighed, as for the rest of the content in this "Chivalrous Forest", they were not interested in it at all.

"Why are you messing up so much mess, if you have a manuscript, send more!"

Cai Aijun really wanted to rush to Xia Kelin Magazine at this moment and scolded the editor-in-chief.

"There must be! They can't just accept 20,000 words. "Lao Gao is an insider.

"Oh, then I'll have to write to them and ask them to revise it, or supplement it!"

"I will also write a letter, as long as the voice of the masses is loud, they will not dare to disobey!"

"Okay, do you have any letterhead, let's write ...... here"