According to Lin Jie's observations, there was no such thing as pickling in Nuo Jin.
Lin Jie had read web novels before. Most of the male protagonists in those novels carried things that didn't exist in this world. Lin Jie's bookstore contained too many books that didn't exist in Nuo Jin.
It was just that Lin Jie was too lazy. No matter where he was, he just wanted to be a salted fish.
In other words, even if he was given a golden finger, he wouldn't want to turn over.
But if he gave this world a book with technology, wouldn't it disrupt the technology tree? As a qualified transmigrator, Lin Jie felt that he had the responsibility to work hard and not affect Nuo Jin too much.
Look, Nuo Jin was exactly the same as before he transmigrated.
Speaking of which, Lin Jie felt that he had contributed greatly.
And the book in front of him, "How to Pickle Vegetables", was a technical book.
Lin Jie felt that giving this technical book to Zachary could be considered as giving him the skills to support himself. Well, the heavy burden of being the father of pickling in the Nuo Jin world was handed to him.
Zachary saw Lin Jie slowly and gently place the book in front of him.
His breathing stagnated, and a vigorous force hit him in the face. He tried his best to see the name of the book clearly. Those distorted words were like some kind of terrifying music that drilled into his brain. Remember the URL: m.9biquge.com.
"Necromancer's Broken Chapter."
These four words were like some kind of ear-piercing, sharp sound that broke through his eardrums and went straight to his brain.
When Zachary saw this book, his fear of Yue Sefu immediately dissipated. He felt as if he had been swallowed into the belly of a ferocious beast in an instant. He didn't even have time to resist before he was already in the belly of this beast.
He seemed to hear a clear swallowing sound in his ears.
Zachary felt that he was in an endless dark tunnel, and this book became a door that allowed him to listen to the sounds in the deepest part of the tunnel.
In the depths of the black hole, the ancient god who was eternally indeterminate was beating a giant drum that could not be seen. At the same time, there was a strange flute player who was softly playing beside him. The sound of the flute was nauseating and had an extremely monotonous tone.
Zachary stood at the entrance of the deep cave. Every nerve in his brain began to scream, and even his internal organs were trembling. Pain enveloped him, but someone had bound his soul.
He couldn't escape at all.
His body, which was used to endure the pain, was drenched in cold sweat.
Zachary wanted to stop reading, but the book had a bewitching power that made people fascinated. It aroused all the curiosity and thirst for knowledge in people.
With trembling hands, he flipped open the book. The opening chapter was as follows:
A living corpse.
Zachary widened his eyes, his eyeballs almost popping out of their sockets. He breathed heavily like a stranded fish.
Lin Jie was already used to Zachary's exaggerated reading. Most of the people who bought books from him were like this.
In fact, it was understandable. It was indeed a very pleasant thing to absorb knowledge.
However, most of the books that were given before were books that were filled with chicken soup for the soul or had a plot. It was easier to read them. However, this time, Zachary was so engrossed in reading that he forgot to eat and sleep. Could it be that this person was really a pickle genius that only appeared once in a hundred years?
If he wasn't so pitiful, Lin Jie wouldn't have given him this book so generously.
Give a man a fish and you feed him for a day.
"What do you think?" Lin Jie suddenly spoke, easily interrupting Zachary's immersed reading.
Dong.
It was like a bell had been struck heavily on Zachary's head.
"Ah — huff huff huff —" Zachary breathed heavily. His forehead was covered in sweat. "This book … this book is actually …"
"That's right. It's an ancient technique. It mainly focuses on how to preserve some dishes." Lin Jie crossed his arms and supported himself on the table. He lowered his head and looked at the book "How to Pickle Vegetables."
"Vegetables?" Zachary said with a trembling voice. He lowered his head and looked at the book in disbelief.
"Yes, vegetables. Ordinary vegetables can't be preserved well. It's easy to rot and become inedible with the passage of time." Lin Jie revealed an amiable smile.
Vegetables? Rot and become inedible? Zachary widened his eyes and looked down at the book again.
Could … vegetables be referring to "corpses?" How to make puppets and mummies?
Zachary used to be a believer in the Dome Church. Later, the Dome Church was branded as a cult. The police came to him to identify what a cult was. One of them said that the cult used a method of sacrifice to make ordinary people commit suicide.
However, ever since Zachary witnessed the scene at 67th Street, he completely believed in the existence of God in this world.
And this handsome young boss with a smile and a bookish aura in front of him might be some kind of terrifying existence.
He used human corpses to cook …
"This book will tell you how to preserve them and make them even more delicious." When he said this, Lin Jie couldn't help but lick his lips … Speaking of which, after coming to Nuo Jin, he really hadn't eaten pickles. Just talking about it made his taste buds sour. Lin Jie thought to himself.
Zachary almost couldn't breathe. He watched with his own eyes as Lin Jie excitedly talked about how to make living corpses and mummy sacrifices with a friendly smile …
After thinking for a long time, he slowly opened his mouth and said, "Using this method of preservation, perhaps it can give them new life, right?"
"Yes!" Lin Jie heard Zachary use an accurate analogy and couldn't help but praise him.
That's right. Pickles gave ordinary vegetables new life. For example, Lin Jie didn't like to eat cabbage, but pickled and spicy cabbage was essential for fried rice.
The combination of spicy and sour cabbage and fried rice with ham sausage and eggs was simply the best in the world.
"You're very right." Lin Jie realized that it was rather unsightly to be drooling like this, so he quickly put on his pretentious mask and said, "Other than preserving, it can also improve their freshness and even have more uses."
Other than being used as a sacrifice, human corpses can also be used to cook mummies and undead soldiers? Directly eat them after using them?
"Don't think that this technique is simple. It's a lot of knowledge." Lin Jie calmly concluded.
"Why, why me?" Zachary said with a trembling voice.
"Nothing, I just like to help a lot of confused people." Lin Jie said as if he were an expert. "You can take this book and change yourself."
Zachary was stunned.
"But, speaking of which, you really don't have any money now. After giving you this book, you won't really be able to start." Lin Jie pondered for a while.
Indeed, even if I really wanted to kill people and sacrifice them to make living corpses, I don't have the guts or the ability … Zachary thought nervously.
"By the way, Mo En." Lin Jie thought for a while and decided to help him to the end. So he said, "I remember that Godfather Vincent's Faith of the Sun often helps the poor …"
Mo En's eyes focused. As the person with the highest status in this room, other than Boss Lin, she could clearly see the book in Zachary's hand, which had the words "Necromancy Chapter" written on it.
"That's right, Boss Lin." Mo En nodded.
"Very good." Lin Jie said with a smile, "I remember that there is a church of the Faith of the Sun on 23rd street. You can go and find it first. At least you'll have a place to stay."
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