Chapter 1022

Name:The best little cook Author:老肥
Tianying investigation of this information, very unexpected Zhang Ye.

He thought that since Jiang Ye was the reincarnation of emperor Zhetian, he should cultivate himself quickly, and then think about how to revenge or leave the earth.

As long as he starts to practice, he will need a lot of resources. At the same time, he will show talents that ordinary people can't reach and gather wealth quickly.

But

This is not what the data shows. Jiang ye, a native of Nanjiang, whose parents died when he was young, grew up in a welfare home. Because of his unsociable personality, he has few friends and loves computer games, especially online games. He is a full-time Internet addict. He spends more time playing online than working every day. He earns money by playing direct games, but at most he earns 8000 yuan a month, but the last two months He hasn't even been on the air this month.

Although this income is higher than that of many people in Nanjiang, and they live a better life, it is too low for the reincarnation of emperor Zhetian.

Zhang Ye has inherited master's cooking and medical skills. He can even amass tens of billions of dollars in a year. Even without Huo Mingwei's trip to Europe, he can at least have billions in his hands now, and he doesn't worry about spending money at all.

"Strange, isn't Jiang Ye's memory awakened yet?"

Zhang Ye frowned, some don't understand, but he decided to see the future of the enemy.

Soon!

His car has already stopped in front of an old unit building. This is the old city. The houses are very dilapidated, but because the residents are old people, the environment is relatively quiet and the atmosphere is very leisurely.

Jiang Ye's home is on the third floor of this dilapidated building, which his parents left him. Although he has a little money now, he can't afford to change a better place.

Ding Dong!

The doorbell rang.

Zhang Ye stood outside the door. After five minutes, he heard a decadent voice coming from inside.

"Who's bothering me in the morning? I've paid my property fee."

The voice sounds very impatient.

Early in the morning?

Zhang Ye looked at his watch. Now it's eleven o'clock in the morning.

Squeak!

The old security door was pulled open, and a slovenly version of Zhang Ye appeared in the room. His hair was like a bird's nest, his face was as pale as paper, and he was wearing a wide T-shirt, a pair of big underpants and slippers, rubbing his eyes with impatience.

"What are you doing here?"

Jiang Ye doesn't seem to be surprised by Zhang Ye's arrival, even without any surprise on his face.

Huh?

This is a bit of a surprise for Zhang Ye. The self introduction he had prepared before was suddenly useless. After a moment of stupefaction, he said with a smile:

"it seems that you remember me, too. That's good. I'll get to the point, but don't you want to invite me in?"

"Trouble!"

Jiang Ye frowned and murmured. He turned his head and walked into the living room. He picked up a cigarette on the tea table to light it for himself. Instead of letting Zhang Ye sit on the sofa lazily, he said feebly:

"come on, what can I do for you, a big local tyrant?"

"You know I'm rich?"

Zhang Ye was stunned.

"Che, do you think I'm blind?"

Jiang Ye puffed his cigarette contemptuously, looked at Zhang Ye a little, and said:

"Pierre Cardin's shirt, Versace's trousers, Italian calf leather shoes, these are not what ordinary people can afford, not to mention the Patek Philippe on your wrist has exceeded a million."

Oh?

With a bright look in his eyes, Zhang Ye said with a smile:

"your careful observation has given me a new understanding of you."

"What did you think of me before? Dead house? Slob? waste material? Or Internet addicts Jiang Ye's words are very sharp and ironic.

"No, I just think you should be better off. After all, we have a lot in common." Zhang Ye shook his head and said.

"Well, do you mean face or..."

Jiang Ye spits out a smoke ring and points his head with his finger:

"here."

Huh?

Zhang Ye is more confused now. He really can't see whether Jiang Ye wakes up his memory. If he wakes up, he doesn't have any mana on him now, and his weak appearance is not what a great emperor should be.

Anyway, Emperor Zhetian was also a very arrogant master. He would never allow his life and state to become this virtue.

as like as two peas, we don't understand that although we are the same, we have the same...

He said vaguely and began to test Jiang Ye.

Cut!

Jiang Ye rolled his eyes and sneered"You don't have to show off. We don't just look the same, we also have the same memory. Don't you come here today just to see my memory of the great emperor Zhetian awakened

"Oh?"

Zhang Ye's mind is instantly fixed. It seems that Jiang Ye's memory has awakened, otherwise he won't say the four words of emperor Zhetian.

"It seems that you know all about it. What are you going to do next?"

"What to do? What should I do? "

Jiang ye asked.

"Eh!"

Now that you have awakened the memory of the great emperor Zhetian, you should understand that my master and your previous life are a great feud between life and death. Now that I have inherited my master's mantle, I should help him to revenge. But have you never thought of seeking revenge from me

"Revenge? Ha ha, bullshit. "

Facing this problem, Jiang Ye was not angry, but full of disdain and disdain. He twisted his burnt out cigarette in the ashtray and sneered: "I am Jiang Ye. My name is Jiang Ye. I was born in Nanjiang 25 years ago. I have no girlfriend. As for who I was in my previous life, I didn't care and didn't want to be one. Revenge on you? Ha ha, big brother, it's a society ruled by law now. Killing people will pay for their lives. "

Jiang ye then picked up the bucket face in front of him and ate it, but his expression and tone were full of sarcasm at Zhang Yegang's words.

This

Zhang Ye is completely stunned.

He had imagined many kinds of meeting with Jiang ye before, such as the situation when his enemies met with each other, the situation when they were very jealous, the situation when they met and laughed, or the situation when they knew they were invincible and fought desperately.

But in any case, Zhang Ye did not think about this situation.

Jiang Ye didn't admit that memory?

Or he didn't care about the memory at all.

Doesn't he know that even if he doesn't take revenge, he can make himself a superior person just by this memory?

Zhang Ye Lengleng looked at Jiang ye, until he finished the instant noodles, wiped his mouth, continued to light a cigarette, and continued to say in a sarcastic tone: "do you think I'm stupid, even if I don't take revenge on you, at least I should use this memory to help myself make money and change my life, you must think so now."