After the filming was completed, I awakened my superpowers.

Chapter 15 Green Entry [Spiritual Healing]

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Soul healing?

Sheng Yixia's mind moved slightly: "Check the skill card - [Chinese Pastry]."

"Shh!"

A skill card with green light and a circle of wheat ear pattern around it appeared in his mind.

Focus on the entry of [Spiritual Healing].

The introduction immediately emerged in his mind: [The Chinese noodles made by the host can relieve the diners' spiritual pain, forget their troubles, and produce a stronger sense of pleasure and relaxation.]

Good guy.

Sheng Yixia's eyes lit up.

He originally thought that [Chinese Pastry] was just an ordinary life skill card, not as good as [Card Control], let alone [Divine Mind].

I didn't expect that once it was upgraded to green excellent quality and the entry was obtained, it would undergo a qualitative transformation.

Modern society is developing too fast, resulting in constant shocks to people's ideologies. Whether in love, work, or marriage, it is easy for all kinds of contradictions to arise due to differences in concepts and cognitions. Under great pressure, many people have their own troubles and pains.

If eating a steamed bun he made himself can have a healing effect on the soul, then this skill will have a wide range of application scenarios.

For example, if the tutor is dissatisfied with the fact that his child is addicted to acting and has slightly delayed his studies, you can treat the tutor to a steamed bun to fill his stomach, help him calm his mind and forget his worries, and then forgive him for being lazy all summer.

However, the specific effect still needs to be verified.

I had promised the director that I would make more steamed buns for everyone after work, so this is a good opportunity for me to try it out.

Sheng Yixia came to the Chinese pastry kitchen and found Master Li Changshun's apprentice. He called him "senior brother" and asked to borrow the kitchen for use. The senior brother was very grateful and not only lent him the kitchen, but also helped him personally.

This time, Sheng Yixia followed Master Li's instructions, chopped the stuffing by hand, added onions, ginger, garlic, pork skin jelly and various seasonings, and personally prepared the various proportions of flour. She kneaded the dough, wrapped the stuffing, and pinched the folds all in one go.

His hands and feet were extremely skillful, and soon, basket after basket of steamed buns were put into the steamer. Basket after basket were sent to the crew. After a while, Li Changshun, who was still helping the crew, was alarmed.

He came back with a gloomy face, whining, "Sheng Yixia, you're never going to stop stealing my skills. From now on, you are not allowed to enter my kitchen again."

"Master Li, can you help me taste it? Is there anything wrong?" Sheng Yixia picked up two steaming steamed buns, put them on a plate and handed them to him, with a sincere look on his face, "All the techniques are made according to your instructions."

"Humph!"

Li Changshun's expression relaxed a little. He took a bite and his whole body froze at first, his eyes widened. The next moment his brows relaxed and an indescribable joy appeared on his face.

"Shhhhh!"

He finished two steamed buns in just a few bites, closed his eyes and savored it slowly, and finally let out a breath, as if the unpleasant feeling that had been accumulating for a long time disappeared in an instant. When he looked at Sheng Yixia again, he was satisfied no matter how he looked at him.

"You are really good, kid." Li Changshun said with a smile in his eyes, "You are worthy of being my disciple, Li Changshun. You have achieved 70% to 80% of your master's Kung Fu."

In just two steamed buns, his previous slight dissatisfaction with Sheng Yixia had disappeared.

After all, he is Li Changshun's beloved disciple, so of course he has to choose to forgive him.

"Thank you Master Li for the compliment."

"Hmm? What did you call me?"

"Master?" Sheng Yixia tried to address him.

"Okay, from now on, you are the inheritor of the intangible cultural heritage of my Dehonglou Chinese pastry."

"Oh this..." Sheng Yixia's forehead was dripping with sweat, "Master, I usually don't have time to be a chef."

"It's okay, it's okay. Just put your name on the list. Your unpromising senior brothers are enough to support us here." Li Changshun smiled and patted his shoulder. "Come and have a look when you are free. I will teach you all the Chinese noodles I know."

"Oh, okay, okay." Sheng Yixia nodded repeatedly.

But his senior brother was in tears.

Master, you once said that I was the inheritor of your intangible cultural heritage. This has changed too quickly.

Soon, Sheng Yixia fulfilled her previous promise.

Originally, he wanted to pay his senior for the ingredients and kitchen utensils, but the crew said that the cost would be covered by the crew. Therefore, Sheng Yixia not only did not spend any money, but also took two extra bundles and a box of loose steamed buns when he left.

Freeze it in the refrigerator and the soup inside will solidify. It can be kept fresh for several days. Just take it out and steam it when you want to eat it.

In his hometown of Xicheng, it is a traditional etiquette to bring two bunches of steamed buns when visiting relatives and friends. I will bring them to Zhang Qing tomorrow to taste. She has been upset at home recently, and eating a few more steamed buns is just the right way to relieve her mood.

Before leaving, Sheng Yixia ate a few steamed buns that she made herself, and she felt much better. The fatigue from a hard day's work was gone. She packed up her things.

Sheng Yixia said goodbye to the crew and master and took a taxi back.

On the way, he habitually picked up his mobile phone, took the time to reply to various messages, and took a look at his Weibo.

I hadn't noticed for a while, but his Weibo followers have increased to more than 50,000. The video on card control has been viewed over a million times, with tens of thousands of reposts and thousands of comments!
Sheng Yixia raised her eyebrows in surprise.

It seems that Zhou Shuyue's money-burning promotion is still going on, and the topic of "The Prequel to Traffic King" is still fermenting. Zhou Shuyue did not send him a message, probably because she is too busy.

Never mind for now, I'll ask about the situation after everything is settled.

Put away your phone.

He also took a look at the status of a few cards. [Card Control] was still of green fine quality and had not been able to undergo further transformation, but his proficiency had increased a lot and was moving steadily towards the two-star proficiency.

The proficiency of [Divine Mind] has also increased, but the growth rate is still slow and it is still far from the two-star proficiency.

But anyway, everything is getting better.

It was getting late outside, but Sheng Yixia still had the online car-hailing service park near the commercial street. He got off the car and found a restaurant to have dinner before heading towards the side door of the community, ready to go home.

Just near the side door.

suddenly.

For some reason, a sense of alertness rose in my mind.

He noticed something strange and looked back quickly.

I saw a few people on the side of the road not far away, pushing, shoving and shouting at each other for some unknown reason. Some of them were holding cameras, microphones, recorders, etc., and they were suspected to be paparazzi.

At this time.

A tall woman wearing a baseball cap, mask and sunglasses jumped out of an Alpha car on the roadside.

She held her purse in one hand and held her baseball cap down with the other, and hurried towards where Sheng Yixia was.

Sheng Yixia always felt that this woman looked familiar, but she couldn't remember where she was.

Just thinking about it.

The woman had already walked to the bottom of the stairs not far away.

At this moment, two people suddenly jumped out from behind the bushes nearby. One of them held a camera and pressed the shutter button frantically, while the other held a recorder and put it into the woman's mouth.

"Shao Jingqiu, what is your relationship with Director Lu? Did you sleep with him?"

"Shao Yingqun, Gao Shuyi accused you of checking into a hotel with Director Lu, and even said that she took photos of you. Do you have any explanation for this?"

Sheng Yixia finally reacted.

It turned out to be the company's top sister Shao Jingqiu, no wonder~
Shao Jingqiu obviously didn't expect that there would be an ambush of paparazzi here. She was startled by surprise, stepped on empty air, stumbled and fell on the steps, groaning in pain.

The two paparazzi became even more excited, as if they had caught a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. They immediately surrounded her, pointing their camera lenses directly at Shao Jingqiu's face, and another paparazzi reached out to pull off her mask.

Shao Jingqiu was immediately shocked and angry, and reached out to block it in panic.

This is too much.

Sheng Yixia frowned and finally couldn't bear to watch it any longer.

He took out a mask from his pocket and put it on, then walked over there in one step.

at the same time.

As the mind moves, the divine consciousness extends.

A gust of wind blew up in the flower bed, and a large amount of dust and sand was blown up by the wind, which accurately splashed onto the faces of the two paparazzi.

“Ouch, ouch, my eyes.”

The two paparazzi immediately covered their faces and started shouting.

Sheng Yixia pushed them away, helped the frightened Shao Jingqiu up, and quickly entered the community through the side door using facial recognition.

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(End of this chapter)