Su Xiaochen made spicy strips. In the 21st century, when food was rampant, people had higher and higher requirements for delicious food. As the spicy strips craft handed down from the older generation, Su Xiaochen felt that his business was getting worse and worse.

People make spicy strips with low cost and high income, but Su Xiaochen is different. According to the skills passed down from ancestors, the spicy strips of the Su family require the best white flour, the purest proportion of blending oil, and...

In short, the process is very complicated, and the cost of this spicy strip is also very high, which leads to Su Xiaochen being often regarded as a mental illness.

"Come and have a look. Su's spicy strips cost 50 cents each. The quantity is limited, first come first served!" At the entrance of a middle school, Su Xiaochen set up a stall with golden spicy strips on it. You must know that these spicy strips are the fruits of labor that Su Xiaochen had only done for a whole week.

"Auntie Wang, that mental illness is coming again." A middle-aged man selling grilled cold noodles next to him said as if he was looking at a monster.

"A spicy strip costs 50 cents? Only a fool would buy it. I would rather spend one dollar to buy him a big bag at the store!" Aunt Wang shook his head helplessly while making hand-grabbing pancakes.

Tell me, this child looks only in his twenties, has a good facial features and good health, so why don’t he find a job and have to sell spicy strips? If you say you sell spicy strips, you can sell them. You will pay 50 cents a piece. Why don’t you grab them? Even if the middle school students are simple-minded and the store is not without selling them, who would buy your spicy strips? Do you think they are made of gold?

"Oh, Xiaochen, seeing how you shouted so vigorously, are you planning to create a record that you can't sell a spicy strip in a week?" Aunt Wang, who was selling fried skewers next to him, said as if she was a fool.

"You can look down on me, but you can't look down on my spicy strips!" Su Xiaochen clenched his fists and looked at the time. It was almost half past five in the afternoon. It was soon time for the children to finish school. I will wait for a while if I can sell a spicy strip this week!

If he could sell one, he wouldn't have to eat pickled vegetables tonight!

Dingling--

The bell rang after school, and Su Xiaochen stared at the school gate excitedly as if he was injecting chicken blood. At this moment, a scream came from his ears: "Oh, the gas tank exploded!"

What?

Before Su Xiaochen could react, he heard a loud bang and a loud noise came beside him.

"I've made a straw!"

Su Xiaochen thought that he might starve to death, be exhausted, or be frozen to death, but he never thought that one day he would be blown to death by a gas tank selling grilled cold noodles next to him.

In the second before he fell into a coma, Su Xiaochen subconsciously rushed towards the spicy strips in front of him. These spicy strips were made at a high price. Even if he died, he would have to keep them. If someone ate one, perhaps his spicy strips would become famous.

By the way, it seems that I have not given the stage name for the spicy strips.

I'm not willing to...

...

...

I was confused and felt something rubbing against my nose, which was so itchy that Su Xiaochen slowly opened his eyes.

I'm not dead?

It hurts a little, who saved me?

A series of questions appeared in my mind, and there were still many good people in the world! With excitement, Su Xiaochen opened his eyes.

Then I saw a white spotted puppy rubbing his nose against his face. Seeing that he woke up, the dog stuck out his tongue and licked it on his face.

"..." Su Xiaochen was speechless.

Before Su Xiaochen could feel anything, he saw the dog turn around, raise one leg, and then a water column rushed to his face and sniffed.

"Wori!"

Su Xiaochen is going to doubt his life. The first thing people do when they wake up is asking, "Where am I?" "Who saved me?" "Am I in the hospital?"

He was so happy that he woke up that he saw a dog and peed on his face, and had no chance to speak at all!

I quickly wiped my handsome face, and Su Xiaochen realized that the bad situation seemed to be a little wrong! Why did I lie on the hillside? Didn’t I sell spicy strips in the city center? And I wasn’t injured! Remember that the gas tank exploded before I fell into a coma?

I really want him to find someone to ask him carefully, but unfortunately he only has this wild dog in front of him.

As he felt emotion, a voice suddenly sounded in his mind.

"The host binding is successful, your journey has begun!"

"Ding! The novice mission is started!"

"The first mission, one hundred believers!"

Start? Start with a yarn, and the binding is successful? Bundle plug-ins, right! Look at me, don't use antivirus software...

Wait, this sound came out of my head! Big brother...

After a long time, Su Xiaochen finally accepted the fact that he had traveled through time. Unexpectedly, he was just selling spicy strips and was sent directly to another world by an explosive gas tank. It really made him cry without tears.

"Damn it, I've traveled through time. Either there is a beautiful woman next to me, or there is a powerful old man next to me, and I... I'm actually a dog around me, and he's peeding on my face..."

Life is like that. Since you can’t resist, then enjoy it!

It is gratifying that after Su Xiaochen traveled over, he was not affected by his previous life. Now his body is very healthy. He found a stream to take a photo and found that his face was the same as in his previous life, without any change. This could still be accepted by him. If he entered someone else's body, he might really collapse.

"Fortunately, I am still me. This hair has changed from a small flat head to a long hair!"

I don’t know what kind of world this is, Su Xiaochen planned to ask someone for a question. It happened that there was a village at the foot of the mountain, so he walked down the mountain with the puppy.

After all, this is also my life-saving dog, and they are also destined to be.

On the way, Su Xiaochen studied it carefully again. Now he no longer resisted the system in his body, and soon mastered the operation of the system. As his fingers pulled the void, a menu appeared in front of him.

【Host】: Su Xiaochen

【Level】: Soy sauce

【Believers】: 0

【Asset】: Two packs of spicy strips

【Task】: Have one hundred believers

【Reward】: Super Spicy Strips Recipe Book

What the hell is the two packs of spicy strips? Su Xiaochen touched her body and found that she actually had two packs of spicy strips she made on her body, which were packed in a packaging bag.

"I'll go... the spicy strips actually traveled with me?" Unbelievable, Su Xiaochen's eyes fell on the mission reward and almost jumped up excitedly in an instant.

"Super spicy strip recipe! It must be very powerful, maybe even more powerful than the spicy strip recipe I passed down from my ancestors!"

Just when Su Xiaochen was dancing excitedly, the little wild dog next to him was frightened and turned around and ran away quietly.

ps: I admit that the previous part is very brainless, but I don’t want to put the preparation and substitution into it too much trouble. Everyone just reads the book and wants to be happy. In addition to being funny, this is the effect I want. Maybe what I did is not done well enough.
Chapter completed!