Shenhao's Journey to Myriad Worlds

Wang Xuebin was leaning on the bed, watching TV and talking on the phone.

"Hello, Xuebin? I'm at your uncle's house, a group of people play here, are you here?"

"It's early!"

Wang Xuebin took the remote control, found a movie at random, and clicked to play it.

The voice on the other end of the phone immediately rose.

"What! Binbin is here! Come on, come on, I'm with your uncle, come here!"

Wang Xuebin smiled unconsciously when he heard the deliberately raised voice on the other end of the phone:

"No, I've already entered the house, and I'm lying on the bed, let's go tomorrow!"

"Zhongzhong! You'll hit it when you get home! Then rest and come back tomorrow!"

"Okay, you are busy, I will hang up first!"

As he was speaking, he was about to hang up the phone, only to hear the voice of talking on the other end of the phone.

"Who? Binbin is back?"

"Of course, Binbin is back."

His father's last answer was still in a playful tone, which was in the tune of Henan Zhuizi, but it was a pity that it was a bit off track.

Wang Xuebin hung up the phone and looked at it with a smile. Suddenly, there was a scream from the TV, which scared him so much that he almost threw the phone out.

Looking up, there was a serious heartwarming film on the TV, the old corpse in the mountain village, this was his childhood shadow!

Don't think that he has seen dead people and gods and Buddhas, but in his heart, Chu Renmei will always be the warmest one, irreplaceable!

Wang Xuebin quickly picked up the remote control and turned off the TV. This movie is not a joke.

"Cook and cook!"

Wang Xuebin lives about ten kilometers away from the urban area and ten kilometers away from the county seat. The surrounding environment is very good and quiet, but there is no commercial area.

There is only one supermarket around the community, which has everything from rice, flour, grain and oil, to vegetables, but they are not fresh.

Wang Xuebin came to the kitchen to look for it, but it was empty!

The kitchen utensils are all complete, but they are basically new. There is only one pot for cooking noodles and noodle slices that is commonly used.

He washed the frying pan, and with a wave of his hand, eggs, ham, chives, and a pot of overnight rice appeared on the chopping board.

He took a pan to heat the oil, diced the ham sausage and put it in the oil, then poured the beaten eggs into the pan and fried them till they were cooked. Take out the pot and put on a plate.

A pot of egg fried rice in memories was cooked successfully.

Holding a basin, he conjured up a bottle of [-] Coke, placed it on the tea table, and ate it in big gulps.

"Nana, submit the task!"

Nana: "Task submission failed!"

Wang Xuebin was stunned, with a mouthful of rice wrapped in his mouth, muttering indistinctly:

"I've cooked all the dishes I've been impressed with since I was a child, why not? Is there something wrong with the system?"

Nana: "Please pay attention to the host. The judgment standard of this system is based on the subconsciousness of the host. Therefore, it cannot be the system that is bad. If it is bad, the host is broken, and it has nothing to do with the system!"

Holding the bowl of fried rice, Wang Xuebin said with a look of disgust:

"Hmph! It has nothing to do with you? Mentally disabled system!"

After finishing speaking, he ate it again, the taste was still the same as in his memory, it was the bowl of noodles that God of Cookery helped him remember, and now he ate it again, but he felt a lot changed, but his eating style did not change, he was still gobbling it.

Some things take root and cannot be changed in this life.

1 Thirty Chapters Contrast

Wang Xuebin's cousin is his father's cousin, from his uncle's lineage, and the relationship is very close.

Wang Xuebin's grandfather passed away early, and his father's marriage was organized by these uncles. Now it's the younger generation's turn to get married, and his father is more active than anyone else.

"Hi, I'm here, are you at home or in a hotel?"

Wang Xuebin drove a new car to the county seat and called to ask.

Their family is a big family, not to say rich, but to say that there are many people.

Grandpa’s generation had three brothers, his father’s generation had sixteen cousins, and Wang Xuebin’s generation had more than 20 brothers and sisters.

Most of them are married and have children, and the whole family has nearly a hundred people.

Although not all of them came back this time, four to fifty people came, and the family couldn't accommodate them, so they booked a hotel to stay.

The hotel is also opened by relatives, and it has become a custom to live here every year during the festival.

"Home, home, you know the place, come on!"

Wang Xuebin drove directly to the vicinity of his uncle's house, found a parking space, stopped the car, carried a wine jar, and walked upstairs.

Boom, boom, boom!

"Who is it, is it Binbin?"

"Auntie, it's me, here to help!"

Wang Xuebin stood outside the door and shouted loudly, the room was very lively.

When Father Wang heard that his son had arrived, he got up and walked over in two steps, opening the door.

"Hey!!! I'm so good!!! Why are you so skinny!!!"

Father Wang cried out in surprise when he saw his son's handsome figure.

Father Wang was overjoyed, and the smile on his face spread to his ears.

"Hey! Hey! I'm so good!!!"

As he spoke, he patted Wang Xuebin on the shoulder vigorously, took him into the house, and shouted happily.

"Look who's back!!!"

The uncles, aunts, aunts and uncles sitting on the sofa turned their heads curiously and leaned forward in surprise.