"Bao, the sun is drying your ass, it's time to get up!"

Treasure?

Is this calling her?

Song Yiren was a little confused, she remembered that she seemed to be dead!

Could it be that she was reincarnated! Or reborn.

I hope that in this life, I can be born into a family with a good family background, and I don't have to bend my waist to be a social animal for five buckets of rice.

No, even if it is a poor family, with the experience accumulated in her previous life, she has studied hard since she was a child in this life, and she should crush the little child to be a prodigy, and then she can be admitted to a good university, she can be a high-level social animal, and realize financial freedom as soon as possible.

Song Yiren opened his eyes, wanting to see what his relatives in this life looked like, listening to the voice, he felt quite gentle, he should be a very caring father.

But who knew that Song Yicai had just opened his eyes, and he was almost frightened to return to the west again.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw a face with no facial features, and she couldn't see it!

In an instant, he almost lost three souls and seven souls to Song Yiren.

"Ahh

Song Yiren screamed in fright, and then reacted, she should have arrived in the underworld, she should also be a ghost, all ghosts, who is afraid of whom, Song Yiren picked up the pillow and wanted to greet the other party for a while, but the other party easily turned sideways and leisurely avoided Song Yiren's attack.

Song Yiren's body was weightless, and he fell out of bed with his face on the ground, slamming it on the floor.

At this moment, Song Yiren felt disfigured, and the bridge of his nose seemed to be broken, and it hurt hotly.

And the monster behind Song Yiren made a laughing voice at this time: "Hahaha! Song Yiren, you're too stupid! Are you trying to laugh at me? ”

Song Yiren struggled to get up from the ground, her head was dizzy from the fall, and her face was still throbbing, especially her nose, an indescribable pain.

Song Yiren saw the man who spoke, and he gently uncovered the human skin mask on his face, revealing a stunning face.

The man's face seems to be a masterpiece carved by the hand of God, and the bridge of the high nose is inlaid with peach blossom eyes as bright and deep as obsidian, and the tails of the eyes are slightly raised to reveal a trace of cold charm. Broad shoulders, thin waist and long legs are simply walking hormones.

There was still a hint of mockery at the corner of his mouth towards Song Yiren.

Song Yiren's mind was flooded with countless messages in an instant, like a torrent, entering her mind from all directions.

In the 22nd year of the ephemeris, this is the era of the supernatural.

And the original owner of this body, also called Song Yiren, is exactly the same as Song Yiren's name, she is a waste wood with no cultivation talent.

In this interstellar era, cultivators can split mountains and rivers with their hands and break long rivers with their legs, and they have no cultivation talent, just like being illiterate in modern society.

And this man standing in front of Song Yiren.

His name is Fu Yanzhi, he is handsome, with a hint of the temperament of the boss, he looks like the boss, he looks evil and crazy, and he has the name of the boss, but in fact he is a person who eats soft rice, and the poor don't want it.

It's still soft rice and hard food.

Without it, just because it is a store in the interstellar world to do business, even the smallest store must have an immediate family member who is a cultivator before it is eligible to open a store.

Song Yiren's family is not very wealthy, but the family has a suite, located in Shangcheng District, one hundred and fifty square meters, and the decoration is also good.

There is also a restaurant in the upper town, the location is not very good, a little remote, but the victory in the store is quite big.

There were still 10 million savings in the family before, but all of them had been handed over to Fu Yanzhi by the original father.

Without it, Song Yiren is an ordinary person, and Fu Yanzhi is a cultivator.

Even if the talent is the worst cultivator, he is still a cultivator.

This is the interstellar era, and it is also an era of martial arts practice for all people.

Song Yiren doesn't know that the parents of this original body don't know where to find such a thing, the original body has savings, a house, and a façade, isn't this single person fragrant?

This Fu Yanzhi was not like this at the beginning, it looked like he was as gentle as when he woke up Song Yiren.

When he used to be, he had a very good personality, was very gentle, and looked like a perfect object, and that's what made the original body fall in love with him deeply.

But after the original body fell in love with him, he completely changed.

In the eyes of Song Yiren, how can there be such a perfect person, at a glance, he knows that he is pretending, and now his original form is revealed.

"Song Yiren, don't look at me with such obsessive eyes, no matter how long I look at it, I won't belong to you, you must have been drooling in your dream just now!"

At this moment, Song Yiren finally understood what an interesting soul is, in case of picking one, the good-looking skins are the same.

The facial features of this product are really good-looking, but with his evil and crazy temperament, it looks like a Daqing Oilfield.

If Song Yiren is in front of the computer at this time, he will definitely go to Baidu: What should I do if I wake up and have a greasy soft rice husband?

Song Yiren wanted to slap him to death, but she held back, because she couldn't beat him, and it was very likely that she would be killed.

"Song Yiren, I have already given you enough time limit, you look at you these days, how much money you have made, that broken shop, in my opinion, it will be sold early."

Fu Yanyi said to Song Yiren with a sour face.

I don't know why, this face is very good-looking, but it gives Song Yiren a chilling feeling of horror.

Song Yiren originally wanted to talk back, but he felt that he didn't have to, and he couldn't beat him, so he got out of bed, followed the direction in his memory, and pedaled his small bicycle to his restaurant.

Song Yiren wanted to go and see the situation of the restaurant first, and if he wanted to live, he had to make money.

Restaurants are the only way for the Songyi people to make a living.

After all, not everyone's luck can be so good and have the chance to live again.

Looking up at a suspended city in the sky, floating above the white clouds, Song Yiren was shocked.

This is where the rich live, and it is not at the same level as ordinary people at all, even the air is different.

Every city has such a city in the sky, and it is a place where the upper class live.

Song Yiren was a little embarrassed, everything was like a dream, but it was real, she really came to another world and came back to life.

Isn't it just opening a restaurant? Song Yiren himself is a kitchen employee of a breakfast shop, and has been working in it for several years, making steamed buns, soy milk, and fried dough sticks.

Song Yiren originally wanted to work hard to learn these skills, and then go to open a small shop by himself, or go to set up a stall, after all, the chef of the store where Song Yiren went to learn art really had a few brushes, but people were not as good as heaven, and they suddenly encountered accidents.

Song Yiren's small shop is at the end of a commercial street, which is a relatively remote location, but it used to be popular here, because Song Yiren's father Song Qingqing is a regular one-star chef of the Interstellar Federation, although he is only a junior chef, but it is more than enough to open this kind of small restaurant, so there are many repeat customers.

But since the store fell into the hands of Song Yiren, business immediately plummeted.

Because the original body has never liked to be a chef, and has always wanted to become a cultivator, he naturally doesn't want to run the shop well.

Song Yiren opened the roller shutter door, and the sunlight shone into the store, and he could see the dust flying in the air.

It seems to have not been cleaned in a long time, and there is a faint smell of mold in the air.

[Within the target range, a suitable soul is detected, and the contract detection .......]

[The contract is completed, and the kitchen god system is being bound......]

【Complete the binding. Ready to start ......】

Suddenly, a cold mechanical sound sounded in Song Yiren's mind.

System?

Song Yiren was stunned, his eyes suddenly glowed, life finally has hope, and he will have a chance to deal with this Daqing Oilfield in the future.