Ancient Food Survival Notes

Please accept the new article "When the Sword Cultivator Ascends to the Stars"~ This article is also known as "I, the sword cultivator, make money!" The Years When Poor Sword Cultivators Made Trouble in the Interstellar Copywriting 1 As a rare genius sword cultivator in the world of cultivation for thousands of years, Wen Yang was looking up to the sky and laughing one second. I couldn't help but resist the thunder catastrophe of ascending to heaven. The next second, he was disgraced and was hacked across dimensions. Good news, she successfully ascended. Bad news, a little too successful, she went straight to the stars! Seeing the interstellar mercenaries who used laser electromagnetic cannons to fight over any disagreement, and the giant mecha that could easily tear apart level six alien beasts, Wen Yang felt that his outlook on life had been severely impacted. Is everyone working so hard these days? It's so... Exciting! But rather than making trouble, the first thing to consider is... She is now poorer and richer than her face. How can she survive in this interstellar era where inflation and prices are soaring and consumption is so high? ... Copywriting 2 Wen Yang felt that he was unlucky. He had worked hard to reach the ascension stage, but a thunder struck down and all of them returned to zero. Not only did he travel across the interstellar world, he also traveled to the famous "Three No Ones" zone and became a refugee from the abandoned star. Looking at the drafty shabby on all sides and the negative deposits in his account, Wen Yang held his beloved sword that had been chopped into scrap metal and firmly clenched his fists. We sword cultivators should face difficulties and face difficulties, isn't it just to make money? I can! Adhering to the fine tradition of being a swordsman who works hard and can do anything as long as he is paid, Wen Yang decisively chose to join the mercenary association and started a daily routine of moving bricks three times a day and seven hours a day. What? Devil's ivy is recycled at a high price on the black market, asking for two hundred star coins per kilogram? Wen Yang was very excited: I'll dig it! A wave of alien beasts is coming. Can a level 3 alien beast crystal core be exchanged for 500 star coins? Wen Yang's eyes lit up: I'll fight! Ever since, under her frenzied offensive of accepting tasks indiscriminately to make money, everyone was shocked to find that a man named Wen Yang appeared on the interstellar mercenary rankings. The number of completed tasks increased rapidly, and he became the best of the year. In order to know what this typical guy who wants money rather than his life looks like, who specializes in high-risk, high-reward missions and covers almost all S-level missions, everyone formed a group to watch, and then they saw a young girl slowly walking out of the door of the Mercenary Association, carrying a huge black sword on her back. Then, as everyone was stunned, they heard a "swish" sound—— The girl stepped on the giant sword and flew away... Everyone:? Everyone:! —— Copywriting of this article Rong Yu traveled through time Looking at the little boy hugging her thighs and calling her grandma, and then looking at the pile of IOUs in her hand, Rong Yu's eyes darkened: Forget about being a mother, she still has such debt! Fortunately, the Daqing Dynasty was strong in everything except food. Rong Yu rolled up her sleeves and planned to return to her old business to make a fortune and raise her children. Until—— A neighbor named "Wang" moved next door From then on, there were people who chopped firewood for cooking, people who carried water for cooking porridge, and people who even volunteered to hand out leaflets. Rong Yu was pleased: There are still many good people in this world! King Yin Jie of Guangping, as the younger brother of the current Holy Emperor, has a distinguished status, but he has an extremely bad problem - he is picky about food! Until one day, I ate a donkey roasted by a neighbor. At first: Because of her good skills, I don't mind taking care of her a little bit. Later: Wife, just rest, I'll come! Rong Yu smiled coldly and pulled out a kitchen knife: Don't worry, let's talk about the ownership of our son first! Rong Yu: I thought Lao Wang was a good man, but it turned out that the father of the boy who killed Qian Dao was a scumbag! Yin Jie: I'm not, I didn't, I... I was wrong! The soft and lovely gourmet guy vs the upright and arrogant boss who has a bad mouth [Highlight Demining]: The first book, there are bugs, and the emotional scenes are slightly awkward emmmmm... —— Please accept the new article "After Interpenetrating with the Villain Regent" As a hardworking laborer, Wen Xi died suddenly and became a transparent person in the Hou Mansion whose father did not care for his mother and did not love his mother. Adhering to the principle of taking things as they come, Wen Xi lay down decisively, choosing to walk the cat, play with the dog and let fate be his fate. Until one day, she woke up and found that she had swapped bodies with the current regent... What? The regent is ruthless and ruthless, holding the young master hostage to control the government. Can his evil reputation stop a child from crying at night, and become a fighter among villains? Wen Xi: Don't panic, it's just a small scene! Selectively ignoring the heinous and brutal deeds of the regent, Wen Xi touched his freshly baked eight-pack abs and coveted the palace's vast wealth. At the same time, he calmly stated: As long as there are no missing parts, it won't be a problem! As for the extra... Wen Xi: Hehehehehehehehe With a good attitude of not taking advantage of the bastard, Wen Xi directly started role-playing to show off his daily routine. Just... No one told her that nowadays, besides eating, drinking and having fun, the prince also has countless official duties and assassinations! Looking at the pile of memorials waiting to be approved on the desk, and the group of assassins who were raising their arms and shouting that they wanted to kill her, the smile on Wen Xi's face gradually disappeared—— Let's just say, is it too late to ask for a change back? ! * It was well known to the world that although the regent held a high position, he was not a womanizer, so much so that it was once rumored that he had a hidden illness. Until one day, in full public view, the regent, who had always been secretive about his emotions and anger, hurriedly led his people into the Hou Mansion, blasted the son of the Minister of Hubu who came to take the concubine of the Hou Mansion as a concubine, and told him that he was the one who protected her, and no one could marry him! Immediately afterwards, the rumor of the cut sleeves was unfounded. From then on, there was a legend in Beijing that the regent loved the concubine of the Marquis Mansion so much that he loved her to death... Regarding this—— Wen Xi, who was wandering around in the shell of the regent, was very happy: Ah, yes, yes, I love you~~~ The regent, whose image was ruined by the sudden loss of true love, gritted his teeth: ... Please, shut up! * Lin Suizhi went to the battlefield at the age of fourteen. He made outstanding achievements in military service during his half-life. Before he could reach the throne, he gained great power. He stood high in the temple and supported the young emperor to take charge of the court. He asked himself that he had experienced enough ups and downs that nothing in the world could make him change his mind. But what Lin Suizhi never expected was that it was just an assassination, no matter how rare or ordinary. When he woke up again, he would actually change his body and become the unpopular concubine of Yuan'an Marquis Mansion. Looking at the strange, feminine, feminine face in the mirror, the Prince Regent, who had always prided himself on being calm and composed, felt depressed for the first time. * At first, Lin Suizhi's face was livid: when I recover, I will severely punish this guy who dares to offend me again and again without knowing the truth of heaven and earth! Later, Lin Suizhi volunteered: Ah Xi, how about I give birth to you? Mission: Self-reliance and self-reliance, promoting food culture