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Chapter 78 You are suitable to be a cook

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    He Xiaoyu¡¯s mother cried like a tearful person, reluctant to let her daughter go away.

    He Mingtang is also very sad. He has devoted all his efforts to raising his daughter so well that he really can't bear to leave her.

    He Xiaoyu herself was crying so hard that she hugged her mother and refused to get on the fishing boat.

    Village chief: "Ahem! Xiaoyu! Going to the town is not going to the city after all. You will come back every year."

    He Mingtang: "Go! Remember you are my daughter, He Mingtang. You have a strange soul beast. Even in this town, you are the best."

    He Xiaoyu: "Dad, I will study hard and strive to become a great fishing master as soon as possible."

    At this time, Han Fei stepped forward: "Well, He Xiaoyu, I heard that people in this town have very high starting points and are very strong. I guess that while you are practicing stick techniques, you will also practice other techniques  , this knife was left to me by Tang Ge, if nothing happens, just put it on your body, if someone bullies you, just chop him."

    He Mingtang glared at Han Fei angrily, is my daughter the kind of person who kills people casually?

    "Hey! This knife"

    The village chief's eyes lit up. He immediately took the knife and looked at it. Then he pulled out the saury dagger from He Mingtang's body. He slashed the two knives at each other, and the saury dagger instantly broke into two pieces.

    Everyone's eyes lit up, and the village chief said in surprise: "Is this a mortal weapon? And it is at least a middle-grade or even a top-grade sword."

    He Xiaoyu also opened his eyes wide. He had only heard of Fanqi, but had never used it.

    Han Fei nodded and said: "It's nothing, it's just a knife! The knife is used to cut people, and I don't cut people. This knife is not suitable for me."

    Everyone is haha, don't you cut people?  You stabbed the young leader of the Tiger Head Gang to death. If someone else doesn't kill you, you stab them.

    He Xiaoyu happily took the sword, feeling the coldness of the blade, and couldn't help but ask, "What's the name of this sword?"

    Han Fei: "A knife is just a knife. If you want to name it, you can name it yourself."

    He Xiaoyu hummed, holding the knife and couldn't put it down: "This knife is black and white, and the cold light of the blade is striking. How about calling it a black and white knife?"

    Everyone: ""

    Wang Baiyu on the same fishing boat just rolled his eyes, what difference does it make whether you have this name or not?

    Han Fei was speechless: "As long as you like it, you can call it whatever you want."

    He Xiaoyu: "Thank you Han Fei, I will protect you when I come back from town."

    Han Fei: "You may not believe it, but I can kill a steelhead fish with one punch. Do I need you to protect me?"

    He Xiaoyu: ¡°Blow!¡±

    The village chief interrupted the two of them: "Okay, it's almost time. Han Fei, are you really not going with us?"

    Han Fei: "No, village chief, there are still a lot of things waiting for me to deal with."

    The village chief really wants to kick this guy in the face. He talks as if you are the village chief and there are a lot of things waiting for you to deal with. Who are you?

    The fishing boat took off and everyone waved.

    Until the fishing boat disappeared among the clouds, He Mingtang said: "Han Fei, that knife"

    Han Fei: "Teacher He, it's just a knife. Tang Ge left more than one for me!"

    He Mingtang: ""

    Naturally, this knife was not left by Tang Ge, but was forged by Han Fei using Li Lang's iron tree stick and nearly fifty saury daggers from the original fishing trial.  Its quality is not just average-level, but top-grade.

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    Plantation.

    Han Fei walked in carrying barbecue and spirits.

    Han Fei: "Old man, I'm back."

    The old man raised his eyelids: "You brat, you still know how to come back. If you don't come back, this land will be desolate."

    Han Fei was speechless: "Don't you ever throw some spiritual energy into the ground?"

    The old man said disdainfully: "People should enjoy happiness when they are old. You can farm whatever land you want. Isn't farming tiring?"

    Han Fei was dumbfounded, I won¡¯t be tired if you are tired together!  These past few days have exhausted me to death.

    Han Fei threw the wine on the table, walked into the ground with a groan, and sat on the ground. Where was the progress last time?  It seems to be instilling spiritual energy into a large area of ??the ground.

    Han Fei has already started experimenting. He already has spiritual energy in his hand and starts throwing it into the ground.

    The old man grabbed a garlic prawn and ate it thoughtfully. Is this the guy who killed a group of elites from the Tiger Head Gang in a single fishing boat?

    "Hey! This kid is at level ninepeak?"

    The corners of the old man's mouth trembled a little, thinking, are all young people today so perverted?  There is no shortage of 12-year-old ninth-level fishermen in the town.??, there are even 12-year-old fishing masters, but there is no 12-year-old boy in the town who is a ninth-level fisherman and can kill the fishing master.

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    ? One month later.

    Han Fei and Old Man Jiang were standing in front of a large tank, which was covered with thick fish skin.

    Old man: "Are you sure you succeeded?"

    Han Fei: "It's not wrong, but if it succeeds, it will have to be exposed to the sun for a period of time after opening the tank."

    Old man: "Are you sure what this is called, vinegar? Is vinegar delicious?"

    Han Fei: "Of course it's not delicious when eaten alone, but do you think there are several kinds of spiritual fruits in this garden that are delicious when eaten alone?"

    The old man nodded. Han Fei seemed to have a natural talent in cooking, and the old man had no say.

    However, Han Fei took out a swordfish dagger and poked a hole in the fish skin. Suddenly, a sour smell wafted out of the tank.

    The old man said with some disgust: "It smells really bad."

    Han Fei: ¡°Things that don¡¯t smell good are often the most delicious.¡±

    Old man: "Then try this semi-finished product first, maybe it will be half as delicious."

    Han Fei: "What about giving it a try?"

    Old man: "Try."

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    Since Han Fei moved to the plantation, Jiang Qin began to take turns taking turns. When he came back from outside, he saw the old and the young people surrounding a big tank.

    Jiang Qin: "What are you doing?"

    Han Fei and the old man: "Secret!"

    Jiang Qin: "Haha!"

    Since Han Fei learned how to spread spiritual energy in the land, he has stopped doing his job and started tinkering with all kinds of messy things, mainly food.

    At first, the old man was also very disdainful, but after he tried Han Fei's black cuisine, he began to study it with Han Fei. He said that this is one of the great pleasures of life. He had never eaten delicious food before, and he did not expect it when he gets older.  But it can be a feast for the eyes.

    Half an hour later.

    The three of them gathered around the table. On the table were a large plate of cold kelp, a large plate of drunken shrimp, and three large sweet potatoes.

    Both the old man and Jiang Qin like roasted sweet potatoes. They used to eat them raw, but they didn't expect the roasted sweet potatoes to be more delicious, but the two dishes in front of them made them a little reluctant to start.

    Old man: "Are you sure you didn't lie to me? Isn't this seaweed? Seaweed can still be eaten? And here, this little white shrimp is still alive and moving."

    Han Fei: "Can't we eat grass? Insects eat grass too!"

    Old man: "That's a bug. Are humans bugs?"

    Han Fei rolled his eyes: "Insects are insignificant in front of people, but in front of this world, people are as insignificant as dust. Insects can eat grass, and people can eat them. Also, these little white shrimps only taste alive when they are alive.  It won¡¯t taste good.¡±

    Han Fei said it easily, but in the end, neither Old Man Jiang nor Jiang Qin moved their chopsticks.

    Han Fei looked at the two of them with disdain, then picked up a small white shrimp and put it into his mouth. He spat out a piece of shrimp shell, and the transparent shrimp meat had already entered his stomach.

    Old man Jiang and Jiang Qin looked at each other and moved the corners of their mouths. Seeing that Han Fei seemed to be enjoying it, they couldn't help but pick one up and put it in his mouth to try it.

    As a result, as soon as he put it into his mouth, the old man's eyes suddenly lit up. Scholar Han Fei chewed it and spit out a piece of shrimp shell.

    Old man: "Is this jealousy?"

    Han Fei: "How do you feel?"

    Old man: "Very good, this thing is easy and fast to make, and you can eat it for a long time after making a jar. It's good, good"

    Jiang Qin frowned, wondering if the old man and the young man worked together to deceive him, right?  However, she tried Han Fei's skills several times and found them to be very good, so she finally used her chopsticks.

    When the white shrimp was anesthetized, the smoothness, the feeling of life beating on the tongue, the rich aroma of wine, and the sour but not unpleasant sauce immediately made her squint her eyes, it was delicious.

    Jiang Qin: ¡°Where is this seaweed?¡±

    Han Fei smiled and said, "Sister Xiaoqin, would you like to try it?"

    With Zui Xia in front of her, Jiang Qin didn¡¯t object and started using her chopsticks directly.

    Half an hour later, a plate of cold salad with mostly drunken shrimps went into the stomachs of Old Man Jiang and Jiang Qin, but the roasted sweet potatoes had not been touched by either of them.

    After a while, the old man lay lazily on the chair, chewing roasted sweet potatoes, which were so moist.

    The old man clicked his tongue and said: "Boy Han, I think if you stop being a spiritual gathering master in the future and become a cook, you will definitely be very popular."

    Han Fei: "I'm not interested in cooking for so many people. I cook mainly for myself."

    Suddenly, Han Fei saw Jiang Qin making a gesture towards him, as if asking him to follow her.

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    Deep in the garden.

    Han Fei: "Sister Xiaoqin, what's going on! It's sneaky."

    Jiang Qin was still cold. She looked at Han Fei seriously and said, "Do you want to learn combat skills?"

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    Suddenly, Han Fei saw Jiang Qin making a gesture towards him, as if asking him to follow her.

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    Deep in the garden.

    Han Fei: "Sister Xiaoqin, what's going on! It's sneaky."

    Jiang Qin was still cold. She looked at Han Fei seriously and said, "Do you want to learn combat skills?"

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