After an hour of induction and sorting, Wen Bing found that not every knowledge in his mind is useful, and there are some things that are more frivolous, such as the postpartum care of the sow, he has never thought of being a veterinarian, and this technology does not look like it can make a lot of money!

"The master doesn't have to think about it, "The Way of Making Money" is all-inclusive, and it is not that the master is required to practice every kind, you can pick one or several of the more hobbies, you think there are things that make a head, and the others can float by!"

"Is this okay? It won't affect the opening of the second layer of space in the future, right?"

"Although the condition for opening the second layer of space is hidden, the spirit can reveal it in advance, and this condition is that the master's money base can reach a certain level, and there is no need to practice all the content in "The Way of Making Money"!"

"Well, but why should I do what you say?"

"From today onwards, the owner will have a qualitative transformation, and I believe that the owner of the space will be very interested in the things......"

"Haha...... Okay, sure enough, I have the same heart, my life's wish is to make a lot of money, and now I finally have the opportunity to show my skills, how can I let it go? Okay, Lingling, if you have a chance to talk again, I'll go out and try it first......"

With that, Wen Bing's mind moved and he came out of space......

Just as he was about to step out of the room, Lingling's sweet voice sounded in his head again......

"The master doesn't think I'm verbose, the so-called "The Way of Making Money" is just some techniques on how to make money, such as the way of the pharmacist, it's just the drug formula for some diseases, not that the master has become a miracle doctor, if you want to treat the disease and save people, you need to dispense the corresponding medicine, in order to supplement the treatment ......"

"So, then machine building is a machine that can build a certain function, rather than directly building a car?"

"The master can draw inferences, it seems that there is no problem!"

"Hey...... That's nature, goodbye, I'm going to surprise my mom ......"

After saying that, Wen Bing ran out of the room and went straight to the kitchen, it was early in the morning, and the rooster had crowed twice, under normal circumstances, the mother should have been busy in the kitchen......

"Bing, why did you get up so early? Go back quickly, and rest later......"

Seeing Wen Bing suddenly appear at the door of the kitchen, Wen Bing's mother was a little puzzled.

"I slept all day yesterday, and I couldn't sleep for a long time, so come out and see, by the way, what are you going to cook?"

Looking at the chicken in his mother's hand, Wen Bing felt helpless for a while, anyway, this chicken was also dedicated to his experiment, and now it is good, it will be eaten when it dies.

Hey, it seems that being a chicken is the same as being a person, you must be a strong person, a rich and powerful person, otherwise you will be bullied by others all the time!

"It's strange to say, our big rooster died in the yard for no reason......

"Ah, and this kind of thing? Is it a thief?"

Wen Bing was deliberately surprised.

"It's impossible, how can there be such a thief, kill the chicken and then leave it, what does he want?

"Well, that's what I said...... By the way, Mom, I'll cook, will you rest?"

At this time, Wen Bing remembered the purpose of his coming to the kitchen, so he hurriedly stepped forward to pull away his mother.

"You, you make that thing, I'm afraid you don't like to eat it yourself......"

Wen Bing's mother waved her hand and rejected Wen Bing's request.

"Oh, Mom, let me tell you the truth, I've been reading a book about chefs for the past two days, and I've studied a few dishes, so I want to give it a try!"

"You're still too young, if you can cook just by reading books, then I'm afraid there will be chefs everywhere!"

"You just let me try it, so that if I don't make it delicious, I'll be responsible for eating it, and if you don't let me make it, then I won't eat it......"

After saying that, Wen Bing turned his head and was about to leave, Wen Bing's mother thought about it, Wen Bing's body is still important, since he is willing to eat it all, let him do it, anyway, no matter how unpalatable the chicken is, it can make up for his body, right?

"Okay, try your craft today. ”

After speaking, Wen Bing's mother clapped her hands and left the kitchen.

Wen Bing, who picked up the kitchen knife, tightened his right hand, and the recipe for chicken quickly flashed in his mind, there were thousands of ways, and he chose a more homely method at random, and he began to act.

In an instant, the kitchen knife in his hand was waved, and in less than three minutes, a piece of chicken nuggets of almost the same size was cut, Wen Bing grinned when he saw this, obviously very satisfied with his knife skills!

After cutting some green onions, ginger, garlic, potatoes, green peppers, fungus and other accessories, the soldiers stopped.

"What if there are no big ingredients? The taste is definitely not authentic enough......

After thinking about it, he suddenly thought of Xianglan. Xianglan's family runs a restaurant, these things must be very lively!

Thinking of this, Wen Bing rushed out and came directly to the back window of Xianglan's room.

"Pandan, pandan ......"

"Brother Wen Bing? Is it you? So early, what's the matter?"

At this point, Xianglan obviously hasn't gotten up yet.

"Help me find something......"

"What's that?"

"I said you write ......"

"Oh, wait...... Okay, you name it!"

"Okay, remember it, dried chili, Sichuan pepper, large and small fennel, bay leaves, cinnamon, nutmeg, grass fruit, Sannai, Angelica dahurica......"

"What do you want all this for?"

"Just do the same, I'll cook for it, hurry up, I'll wait here!"

"Oh......"

After a while, Xianglan stretched out a newspaper ball from the window, and after taking the newspaper, the soldier thanked him and ran home......

"Hey...... Brother Wen Bing, what delicious food do you make, I'll try it later?"

"Okay, ...... are always welcome"

With that, the soldiers had already disappeared into the gloom of the early morning......

The so-called Qiao woman is difficult to cook without rice, and now Wenbing is already a small god chef, coupled with the assistance of these dozens of ingredients, an hour later, a large plate of Wen-style chicken with beautiful color and flavor was served to the table.

Wen Bing's parents were stunned when they saw this dish, and after glancing at each other, they stared at Wen Bing again, they were naturally extremely puzzled, can their son still be unclear? Usually he can cook, but it is limited to home-cooked dishes such as hot and sour shredded potatoes and fried shredded pork with green peppers, and the appearance and taste are very ordinary.

"Bing, did you do this?"

Wen Bing's father sniffed it twice, looking incredulous.

"Yes, Dad, didn't you say last time that the big plate of chicken made by Xianglan's father was delicious?

Hearing this, Wen Bing's father slowly picked up a piece and put it in his mouth, and as soon as he took a bite, his face was full of incredulity.

"Uh-huh, damn it, you can taste it......"

also only tasted one bite, and Wen Bing's mother's eyes widened in shock.

"This ...... Why is this so delicious, Bing, Mom has grown so big, and I've never eaten such a delicious chicken......"

"Haha...... From then on, my son will do it for you every day!"

After getting the affirmation of his parents, Wen Bing was naturally full of joy, even if he didn't eat it, his heart was also beautiful!

"This kid, what are you talking nonsense, who eats chicken every day, then you can't afford to eat it......"

"Haha...... Dad, Mom, don't worry, don't talk about eating chicken every day, even if you eat abalone and bird's nest every day, your son will definitely be able to do it!"