The few people chatted and laughed and chatted after dinner, which was like a living god.
"Master, they say that a cigarette after a meal is better than a living god." Ling Rui rolled his eyes, "Of course, smoking is not good, because smoking is not only suicide, but also murder!"
"Haha, indeed." Huang Lei laughed, "Smoking does not do any good."
"I also saw an article a few days ago, saying that a young man abroad died from smoking e-cigarettes." Ling Rui shrugged, "So, if you want to quit smoking, please be scientific, just stop smoking, and don't use e-cigarettes as a cover.
.”
“Are electronic cigarettes so powerful?”
"Well, some e-cigarette liquids still contain nicotine and the like..."
"So, the best thing is to stop smoking. Not only don't you smoke, but you also have to persuade others not to smoke. This is the best." Peng Peng summarized Ling Rui's words and nodded, "It makes sense, but in this way, smoking won't work.
Can’t it be sold?”
"If everyone did it, these tobacco companies should have transformed early." He Jiong shook his head, "It's not that simple."
Yes, it’s not that simple. There are quite a few smokers in China.
Even in China, cigarettes, like wine, are indispensable equipment for human relations.
Even though the health agencies have repeatedly emphasized the dangers of smoking and second-hand smoke, they still have not had much effect. Not to mention how much tobacco tax accounts for the national tax, just the tobacco farmers and workers behind the tobacco.
It is difficult to transform.
Several people talked about some topics and felt a little heavy, so they passed by.
Afterwards, wash up and go to bed.
…
In the room on the second floor, Ling Rui had just come out of the shower when he saw He Jiong and Huang Lei sitting and chatting.
"Master, Teacher He." Ling Rui also sat down and asked, "What are you two talking about?"
"Let's talk about you." Huang Lei chuckled, "You kid, you are really careless."
Ling Rui was a little embarrassed. In fact, he was confused. Originally, he was just a surgeon, working hard, seeing patients, and performing operations.
Now that he is suddenly separated from his original life, it always feels a bit unrealistic to him.
Those who study medicine still have some lofty ideals of literati in their hearts. Of course, this refers to the majority. Most people who study medicine regard themselves as literati, but what are the ideals of literati? Under modern education, most of them are also
The Confucian concept of self-cultivation, harmonizing the family, governing the country and bringing peace to the world. If it can make the country make some progress, most people will proceed without hesitation.
For Ling Rui, he loves this country and will not hesitate to think about how to make it better.
I will not hesitate to join this cause after seeing so many weak and poor people. This is to achieve great things and benefit the world, nothing more.
Some people may think it's pretentious, but that's the truth.
It is strange that the ordinary doctor who was originally down-to-earth suddenly became a public figure without being arrogant or confused.
But fortunately, after getting familiar with it, it's not so distracting anymore.
Ling Rui doesn't want to live the way others want.
He doesn’t want others to think, he wants others to feel.
Life is his own, so he should control it himself.
"It's okay, who wouldn't be confused when they were young?" He Jiong laughed and patted Ling Rui on the shoulder, "Don't think that celebrities won't be confused. In fact, it's the same. It's good if you can figure it out."
"Um."
"Stop thinking nonsense in the future." Huang Lei said helplessly, "I know you are thoughtful, but if you have ideas, you can discuss them with me and Jiong Jiong at any time. After all, we are here at our age and have experienced much more than you have.
, and don’t feel embarrassed.”
"I understand, Master." Ling Rui nodded and agreed. He knew that Huang Lei had some complaints in his heart, because when Ling Rui encountered such a problem, he did not find him as the master, but instead found a university where he was originally from.
Teacher, this shows that in Ling Rui's heart, his position is not that important.
What is a master?
It’s not just about preaching, receiving karma and solving doubts.
What's more important is life guidance.
…
After turning off the lights, Ling Rui lay on the bed, put his hands under his head, and stared at the ceiling with his eyes open. He would definitely not be able to go back.
Then you can only live the life you have now.
In fact, after the novelty wears off, celebrities are just like that, no big deal.
Even if you have created a very successful character, you are still a person. A real person, a person who wants to eat, drink and enjoy life, and a person who also has to work hard for life. These points, and others
People are actually no different.
Ling Rui knew that Huang Lei would definitely take him to do some corresponding training next, and at the same time, there would be another show. Tianlong might also have a road show by then.
Anyway, there are a lot of announcements.
Moreover, his personal studio will also start to recruit people, otherwise, he will be blind when he leaves the company.
With his mind immersed in his mind, Ling Rui looked at his panel,
Speaking of which, the skills provided by the system are quite good.
As for cooking skills, even those with advanced experience are still far from inferior.
As for other skills such as acting, Ling Rui is still at the same level as before.
No longer think about other recipes, the recipes I know now include divine egg fried rice and Shiquan Dabu soup.
No matter what you do in the future, these two can be used as signatures.
And today, for the first time, he made a dish that tasted delicious, delicious, and was of a royal standard. For Ling Rui, it was a new kind of encouragement.
Because generally this kind of dish will only appear frequently in the advanced stage.
No matter what, you still have to work hard.
…
The next day, Ling Rui still got up early. Zhengzhou was used to Ling Rui getting up early. Seeing Ling Rui going downstairs in high spirits, Zhengzhou followed him with a camera.
After leaving the mushroom house, Ling Rui once again walked on the familiar road, then warmed up first, then jogged all the way to the vegetable seller's mobile stall.
After buying the ingredients needed for breakfast, Ling Rui started running back.
Zhengzhou followed here silently, and then saw that Ling Rui was going back again, feeling bitter in his heart.
…
Back at the mushroom house, Ling Rui began to wash the ingredients.
For breakfast, he still planned to make some food to warm his stomach, so he bought a pumpkin, peeled it and cut it into small pieces, added millet to the casserole, washed it, then put in an appropriate amount of water, added the pumpkin, and lit a small stove
, Ling Rui started making pumpkin porridge.
"Is one pot enough?" Zhengzhou wondered, after all, there were so many people.
"The porridge doesn't come from the program crew." Ling Rui shrugged, "I still want to cook it slowly in a casserole, but the casserole isn't big enough, so the program crew will eat something else later."