Real Scholar System

He took Xiaoxi's hand, some tiny beads of sweat oozed from his forehead inexplicably, he felt a little uneasy, he didn't know if she liked it, and he didn't know if it was too abrupt to give her something like this.

But the words had already been spoken, and there was no way to take them back. His mind was full of what to do if the gift was rejected.

"What are you going to give me?" Yuan Lanxi had already been held by Fang Moyan and walked around the parking lot three times. She couldn't help it anymore, but there was still a hint of joy in her heart.

"Okay. It's right there." Fang Moyan gritted his teeth and came to his Audi A6. The keyless automatic entry started, the car flashed twice, and the lock unlocked.

He opened the car door and took out a beautifully packaged bag, which contained Chanel's Sleeping Beauty dress, which cost 135800 yuan.

"Yeah!" Yuan Lanxi's eyes lit up. Of course, she still remembered that the two of them went shopping together before the holiday. In fact, she liked it very much at the time, but in order to maintain the normal girl persona of the cleaning mother, she just pushed it away.

But then she put on a straight face: "Fang Moyan, where did you get the money to buy such clothes? Also, what's the matter with this car?"

Fang Moyan felt that there was no need to hide it from her, so he replied:

"The money came from an aboveboard path."

"Didn't I start a company with Lu Chengjin as a partner? The business is pretty good. Now the sales volume is 50 yuan a week. Oh no, it has increased again this week, and it has sold 100 million yuan."

"Wait." Yuan Lanxi felt that the news was a little unbelievable, "What company is so rich?"

"Well, do you know about the world of super-scholars?" Fang Moyan said with some embarrassment, "That's what Lao Lu and I did."

"Really?" Of course Yuan Lanxi knew it. At that time, Principal Wang Liuyi specially summoned the best students in the school to check the level. Only when they reached level 20 could they get the invitation code. At that time, Yuan Lanxi had only reached level 8. , Fang Moyan was already level 20, and he also summed up a set of experience for rapid upgrades.

"Okay, no wonder you leveled up so fast. It turns out that you made the game." Yuan Lanxi didn't understand at the time. Although Fang Moyan made rapid progress, Yuan Lanxi hadn't convinced anyone in terms of the speed of doing the questions.

"Actually, I didn't do it. It was done by one of my online teachers. How can I have that ability? I'm his spokesperson." Fang Moyan didn't hide anything, and gave the credit to Master Zhang Bao and AI Tianyi ,

It just didn't talk about the Super Scholar system.

"Thank you." Yuan Lanxi lowered her head. This was the first time in her life that she received a gift from a man other than her family, and this gift was indeed delivered to her heart.

"Haha, you're being polite, aren't you? We are good classmates." Fang Moyan laughed, instantly extinguishing some of Yuan Lanxi's thoughts.

Alas, man.

"I have to go back to draw." Yuan Lanxi looked at Fang Moyan still smirking there, pouted his mouth, and got a little emotional.

"Wait, I have to go to the supermarket to buy something."

"Go by yourself! Hmph!" Yuan Lanxi said proudly, but her feet were still honest, and she followed Fang Moyan to a nearby supermarket.

See what this straight man of steel buys?
Five catties of flour, half catty of cornmeal, half-meter-long rolling pin, 20-inch panel, stainless steel knives, pots, peanut oil, onion, ginger, garlic, pork belly, eggs, mushrooms, leeks, cabbage, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, fresh Milk, yeast, tea, cooking wine, beer, rice wine, liquor,…

He was silent, and the goods had already filled the entire shopping cart.

Only then did he remember to ask, "What about you, what do you want to eat?"

"Uh, there doesn't seem to be anything I want to eat." Yuan Lanxi looked at the full cart and asked strangely, "Why are you buying such things?"

"I don't like the food these days, I want to make something myself and improve it." Fang Moyan looked at the things that should be almost bought.

"But isn't our first floor a supermarket?" Yuan Lanxi asked back.

Only then did Fang Moyan remember that the secular facade of Taishan Daozong is a Fusheng supermarket.He smiled: "There are not all the things there, so I bought it from here to save money."

After paying the bill, the supermarket told him that these goods can be delivered to the door for free if they are sold in this city.

"Okay, okay, of course it's in this city, can it really be delivered to your door?"

"Yes, our supermarket can now deliver to your door when you spend over 200 yuan."

"Great, please send it to Fusheng Supermarket on the top of Mount Tai."

"...Sorry, there is no delivery on the mountain. You should use the cable car to pull it up by yourself."

Who doesn't know that the cost of delivery to the top of the mountain is much higher than the cost of home delivery in the city.

"Forget it, I'll do it myself."

Fang Moyan paid, pushed a cart full of goods, and left the supermarket gate.

"Do we still have to buy tickets to go up the mountain? Anyway, the top of the mountain is also a resident institution."

"No need. We open a supermarket on the mountain. We have a special pass. You can drive up to the Zhongtian Gate, and then take the cableway up."

"understood."

Fang Moyan pushed the car and came to his own car. The trunk of the Audi A6 was still quite large, and it was all packed.

He drove up directly, and Yuan Lanxi showed a certificate with the red stamp of the scenic spot, and the security guard let him go directly, and drove along the mountain road directly to the Zhongtian Gate, where there is a special cargo ropeway.

After all this tossing, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon when the two of them arrived at Fusheng Supermarket with their goods.

Fang Moyan snorted again, and carried all these things to their base.

There is also a kitchen here, usually senior brother Bingjiang is in charge, and the dishes are mainly light. There are not as many taboos in Taoist sects as monks. At least meat is allowed.
Dogs, mullets, swan geese, and cattle represent loyalty, filial piety, festival, and righteousness respectively.

It's just that senior brother Bingjiang's craftsmanship is at the level of not dying from starvation.

I want to eat hand-rolled noodles, dumplings, pancakes, and steamed buns.

When he came to the kitchen, he began to ping pong pong.

And Fang Moyan mixed a large basin of noodles, and kept kneading them with his hands. The longer the kneading time, the more chewy the noodles would be.

The dough kneaded by the machine has no "soul", (just kidding, mainly because there is no machine.)
The hands, elbows, and shoulders he had practiced for many days came in handy at this moment.When kneading the noodles, he also added some peanut oil and milk to enhance the taste.

The cornmeal was thin, so he started to roll it with a rolling pin, and finally rolled a large ball of dough until it was only a thin layer, shredded it with a knife, and sprinkled it with cornmeal to avoid sticking.

One panel of hand-rolled noodles is ready.
Put it aside to dry slightly, just take advantage of this time to make the marinade.

Heat a pan with cold oil, add onion, ginger, and garlic, add water, break up all kinds of green vegetables with your hands, sprinkle them on, beat the eggs, cut the pork belly into cubes, wash them and put them in the pan, lift the lid, and the aroma is tangy.

Boil a large pot of water, put the noodles in, stir a few times from time to time, roll them out three times, put them in cold water for a while, then put them in a bowl, pour the fragrant stewed soup, and fry two poached eggs , cover to the top.

"What the hell are you doing?" Yuan Lanxi waited for a long time, at least two hours, right?
It's already 06:30 in the afternoon, so I'm really anxious.

"coming!"

Fang Moyan dragged out his voice and called:
"Guest officer, I've been waiting for a long time. Let Miss Yuan taste the longevity noodles I prepared for you."

Yuan Lanxi's hands trembled, and a mist suddenly appeared in his eyes.

Today is October [-]th, Yuan Lanxi's birthday.