I, a Saiyan, cultivate immortality in the world of Nine Uncles

Jiang Yeming rubbed Buffalo King Bill's head affectionately, and then pressed his fingers with lightning, and tapped more than a dozen acupoints of Buffalo King Bill.

Immediately, the living Buffalo King turned into a specimen and knelt and knelt on the spot. Jiang Yeming pushed lightly, and the 550-kilogram Buffalo King Bill fell heavily to the ground.

"This is the first time I've seen this kind of bullfighting, referee, do you think I've won in this situation?" Jiang Yeming shouted to the referee.

The referee and the veterinarian trotted all the way over, pretending to check for a while, and gave an incredible conclusion: "Bison King Bill fell because of leg cramps, and now he died of a heart attack. In view of the wonderful performance before, we unanimously judge that your team won this game."

It should be over, a farce should be stopped no matter what, the task here will not be easy to complete if it continues.

In this way, the Chinese American bullfight ended inexplicably. Although it caused a small sensation, it was drowned in all kinds of weird news because of the ending.

The bullfighting competition was over. Jiang Yeming, as an amateur bullfighter, would receive a prize of [-] matches as agreed, so instead of leaving, he brought the bullfighting team members to the office of the bullfighting company.

A group of tall, short, fat and thin people sat at the front desk. Although there was no trouble, it put a lot of pressure on the employees in the bullfighting company. The employees secretly picked up the camera to take pictures, and talked in private.

Jiang Yeming entered the president's office alone, and smiled at the new president who was less than 30 years old.

"Where's my bonus?" He wasn't interested in going around the corner and asked directly.

This ignorant president seemed to value his position and face in the company very much, and was about to prevaricate with a tough attitude, but unexpectedly, the door was kicked open, and an old man with white hair rushed in.

As soon as the old man walked in, the CEO immediately faltered, and said in a weak voice, "Why are you here? Didn't you agree that the company will be handed over to me in the future?"

With a look of anger on his face, the old man threw the president's card case on the desk on the ground, and said angrily, "You have proved that you are not suitable for the position of president by your stupid actions. I would rather use a professional manager than let you ruin my company."

After the old man finished speaking, two security guards came out from behind, and even set up the lifeless young CEO to go out.

At this point, the white-haired old man said to Jiang Yeming with a pleasant face: "I am very sorry for the previous incident. This is a bonus check for [-] competitions. Please accept it."

Jiang Yeming calmly took the check and replied, "Do you sell your bison meat?"

The white-haired old man had decades of rich experience in his life, and he vaguely noticed that Jiang Yeming's bullfighting team was unusual. The scene he made before was to increase his favorability. He was stunned when he heard that Jiang Yeming wanted to buy bison, and nodded quickly: "Of course, oh no, I will give the whole bison to the champion of this competition in the name of the company, without any fee."

Jiang Yeming originally wanted to punish the president of the bullfighting company, but he was satisfied with so much bison, so he let it go.

He left the bullfighting company with the members of the bullfighting team, and happened to meet the bald middle-aged man on the way.Others can forgive him, but this bald middle-aged man can't do it. Jiang Yeming secretly cast the doom magic talisman. This time the talisman is a little less effective, but it lasts longer. It is estimated that it will not disappear in three to five years.

Watching Jiang Yeming and his party leave, the bald middle-aged man spat and strode into the company.

It was only then that the doom magic talisman began to work. He stepped on his saliva, and couldn't hold back his thighs and let go of the horse.

Cracking, the tearing pain made the bald middle-aged man howl in pain, and the colleagues from the bullfighting company hurried over to help him up.

"Leave him alone and go back to work, he is fired from today."

The white-haired old man returned to take charge of the company, and the first order he issued was to fire the bald middle-aged man, without any sympathy.

The former colleague instantly became a stranger. No matter how much he pleaded, the bald middle-aged man could not recover from his dismissal. He reluctantly left the company with a cardboard box of personal belongings, but as soon as he went out, he saw the former president rushing over hysterically with a group of people. It was obvious at a glance that the former president found his anger on the instigator.

The bald middle-aged man dared not stay, picked up the cardboard box and fled frantically to the other side, but he didn't know that his bad luck would continue for a few years.

Back to Jiang Yeming's side, the group returned with a full load.

What's the point of eating hundreds of kilograms of bison meat alone? After nightfall, a grand beef barbecue was held in a corner of Chinatown.

In the crowded barbecue scene, chefs in Chinatown are dismembering big bison, and all kinds of ingredients are arranged into a big table.

As an extensive and profound Chinese food culture, this big buffalo will not die unjustly, and every part of its body will become a wonderful food.

How to eat this cow is very particular.

The shoulder blade and tendons are chewy, with less fat, and are suitable for cooking Sichuan-Gui style hot pot.

The breast meat and the rib meat are very tender and fat, and they are also the most nutrient-rich parts. These need to be handled carefully by the chef, otherwise they will be a bit fatty.

The meat of the flanks and hind legs is relatively tough due to excessive exercise, but it is most suitable for Chinese food stir-fried in hot oil.

The remaining beef short ribs, front loin, loin meat, and back loin are moderately greasy and tender, suitable for steak or hot pot.

Not only that, the big bones of the beef did not escape the hands of the chefs, they were chopped into several pieces and thrown into the big pot to cook the soup;

Most of the delicacies have not been finished yet. Jiang Yeming took five large marinated beef ribs and grilled them on the charcoal fire. The juice and oil flowed out at high temperature, exuding a wonderful smell. This is the Maillard reaction, the aroma of food that humans cannot refuse.

He picked up five grilled beef ribs that weighed two kilograms in total, put them in his mouth and pulled them up. It was really delicious.

After eating the beef ribs, he lay alone on the armchair, and only now remembered that it was time to see what task he had to accomplish.

"The game interface appears." As he muttered to himself, an illusory panel that only he could see appeared in front of him.