If you become a monster, you will succeed

In Tiangong City, Central Plains, the angry crowd stood under a huge display screen and remained speechless during the closing ceremony music of the ongoing Peach Fair.

Suddenly, a voice shouted:

"Zhao Yu, Geneva!"

As the saying goes, one stone stirs up a thousand waves, and one word wakes up the dreamer. Almost instantly, all the viewers gathered under the big screen roared as if they suddenly understood——

"Zhao Yu, Geneva! Zhao Yu, Geneva!"

The sound turned into sound waves and echoed in Tiangong City. Even the reporters responsible for the live broadcast silently turned off the cameras to avoid following in the footsteps of a certain predecessor.

However, working journalists dare not say it, but many people are saying it. Domestic channels dare not say it, but some people say that the server is in foreign channels——

"Mr. Li Huang, as the former Dragon King, what do you think of this another failure in the Central Plains food industry?"

Li Huang Wenyan, who was over two hundred years old and had already left the Central Plains gourmet world. He was devoted to maintaining health, and his hundreds of years of Qi-nurturing skills were suddenly thrown aside——

"What do you think? What else can I think? If the Central Plains food industry continues like this, the naming rights of the Peach Club will be lost!"

"You mean the Central Plains Food Association?

“How many association presidents have the Food Association changed this term?

"Have you changed it?

"Change the soup without changing the medicine!

"Ye, the gourmet, is wronged!

"What did people eat? Flat peaches!

"What are you bringing out now? Goubuli!

“What is the current level of the Central Plains food industry?

"There are just a few people, and they are all related to each other!

"In addition to being a senior official, what else does Zhao Yu have?

“What’s the use of having a bunch of grandchildren? Do they know how to cook?

“The names are bigger than the others, the dishes are worse than the others, and it’s not like there are no good ones. Where are they?

"After losing to Tianzhu, we will lose to Dashi, after losing to Dashi, we will lose to Persia, and from now on we will even lose to the barbarians in Luzhou, Beiju!

"What's the use of just knowing how to engage in politics? If you talk so much, the next Peach Club will be renamed the Bodhi Club, and you won't even be able to enter the preliminaries!"

…

Just when the "Li Huang Bible" spread all over the Internet, the Central Plains Food Association was looking gloomy.

The Central Plains food industry has been in decline for many years. Although everyone knows where the pot is, it is not that easy to change.

It is not that no one has tried to change before, but it is said that it is difficult to make things happen, but it is easy to make bad things happen. Zhao Yu has been working in the food industry for many years, and his disciples and officials are all over the country. Even if he falls, the newcomers will definitely not be able to do well. In the end, as long as it works for a little while, the trend of public opinion will become "no matter who is in it, it will be equally bad, or even worse". After that, the position will become a mess, whoever takes the blame will take the blame. In the end, it will still become Zhao Yu The final say.

If you want to escape from this vicious circle, you must have a capable person who can lead a great victory and overthrow the old model in one fell swoop.

But this victory is not that easy.

but……

“It’s not a bad thing that we lose the seeding next time.”

The current president of the Food Association sighed. Everyone present had devoted themselves to this Food Association with passion. They wanted to change the decline of the Central Plains food industry. Only after entering this place did they know that they wanted to make their own way. Shaking this deep-rooted giant tree is far from simple.

"You can't pass even the seeded players, but you can pass by yourself through the preliminaries?"

The somewhat frustrated vice president sighed, but the director of the personnel department on the side flipped through the roster and said:

"At least the seed quota determines who is the orthodox participant. Without the seed quota, there is no orthodoxy. Zhao Yu can't even allow chefs to go abroad, right?"

"Is this the problem? The problem is resources!" The vice-president scratched his head vigorously with a look of collapse, but the director of the human resources department showed a sly smile and said four words lightly:

"Qitian Kitchen Sutra."

"!!!"

For the Central Plains food industry, these four words have magical power. They are the video images left by the person who ascended back then. No one who has eaten that person's work has died due to aging so far.

It is said that if you understand the techniques in that video, you can make longevity dishes. However, the Qitian Cooking Sutra has been spread all over the world, but so far, no one has been able to understand the beauty of it.

But now that I’m mentioning this...

"Someone has understood the Qitian Kitchen Sutra?!"

The president of the Food Association jumped up from his seat, and the vice president with a decadent face suddenly became radiant. The director of the personnel department nodded gently:

"I plan to arrange for him to go out and have some adventures."

"Why don't you stay in the country? With the interests of longevity cuisine, Zhao Yu dare not reach out openly!" The vice president immediately objected, but the president slapped the table and said:

"No, it's time to go out for a walk. With the stagnant water in the country now, I'm afraid I won't be able to raise a real dragon."

"Then it's settled." The director of the personnel department closed the document, but the president stopped him:

"Since he is going to be released, it is better to set up a team for him directly. There are many capable people who have been tricked by the Zhao family in recent years. Let's put it all together..."

…

Hunan, Shaolin Temple, in the Zen room, a group of monks, big and small, are gathered around, chattering very lively.

The abbot was alarmed by the noise and immediately floated in front of the monks, frowning and saying:

"How is it appropriate to make such a noise in a pure place?"

At some point, all the noise stopped, and even the sound of breathing was inaudible.

Seeing this situation, the abbot nodded with satisfaction, and then came:

"Xuanqing, tell me!"

"This..." The monk who was named was suddenly startled. Between the brothers and the abbot, he said directly without much consideration:

"Back to the abbot, we are asking how Xuan Zang understood the Qitian Kitchen Sutra."

When the abbot heard this, he glared at his disciple, then looked at the young monk named Xuanzang and said:

"Xuanzang, this is your destiny. If you want to say it, you can say it. If you don't want to say it, don't say it."

"Yes, Master Abbot." Xuanzang clasped his hands together, and then said in a somewhat overwhelmed tone:

"Actually, I don't know if it counts as enlightenment, because I haven't realized martial arts or cooking skills like my senior brothers."

"If you don't understand cooking skills, why can you steam such delicious steamed buns?"

Xuan Qing couldn't help but ask, and then the abbot glared back, but Xuan Zang Wenyan whispered:

"The Monkey King mixes the flour, and I mix the flour. The Monkey King adds water, and I also add water. To the extent that the Monkey King ferments the dough, I also ferment the dough, and then the steamed buns will be delicious. This is also Is this considered enlightenment?"

After hearing his words, all the monks looked strange. Only the abbot suddenly understood something and sighed:

"Eat when you eat, recite sutras when you recite sutras, practice martial arts when you practice martial arts, that's how it is..."

About the speed of sound, you can catch it with the naked eye...

Whether the naked eye can capture it not only depends on your dynamic vision, but also on distance and field of view. The distance is far enough, the target is large enough, the field of view is open and unobstructed, let alone the speed of sound, you can see red and blue shifts.

But Shulipad is sitting in a car, and his field of vision is only through the car window, and the distance is on the same highway. How big is the range of his field of vision? Even if a car is traveling at a speed of 400 kilometers per hour, tenths of a second is more than ten meters. When you cannot predict when a car will pass by, you will catch a glimpse of the shadow on the opposite side and have already passed the halfway point. By the time you want to take a closer look, the other side has already left. The range of vision is gone.