Qianjie no longer persisted and took back the two small bottles.

"Nothing else to show your courtesy. I won't give you any of the fish. If you want to teach me, just teach me. I'll listen." Dai Yuhao was still grilling the fish.

"Aren't you afraid that I have any bad intentions?" Qianjie also squatted down.

"Of course you have bad intentions, but I have no choice. Getting the power first is my top priority." Dai Yuhao didn't hide anything and told the truth.

"I'm also telling you directly, if I were stronger than you, I would eat you alive. What do you think? Do you regret it?" He looked at Qianjie provocatively, and his words were quite cruel, just like that.

The little face is not intimidating at all.

Instead, it’s like a cat with furry hair only seeing strangers.

"No, because my plans are so big that one life is nothing.

"If you can help me achieve my goal, I will spread the condiments myself and lie on the table." With the smile on his face that Shang Qianjie is holding, he doesn't look like a good person.

"Then teach me quickly."

"Today I will teach you one thing. Strength is very important, extremely important, but it is only an auxiliary after all."

"What do you mean?" Dai Yuhao frowned.

"When mosquitoes stay on your lower body, you will understand that violence cannot solve the problem, only the brain is important." Qianjie also sat down by the stream.

"Vulgar." Dai Yuhao spat.

"It's just a rough talk. Okay, today I'm going to tell you about the classification of soul masters and the selection of soul skills."

Another day has passed.

Apparently Dai Yuhao forgot about his grilled fish. It was not until it was getting dark that he turned around without tears after being reminded by Qianjie.

"I prepared some refills for my mother."

"Just a fish."

"You know nothing, you think catching fish is easy!"

That's right. It is not easy for Dai Yuhao, who has not even acquired any soul skills, to catch fish.

Not to mention that he had been catching fish in this creek for so long. If not all the fry were gone, it would be illogical to still catch the son of luck.

"Okay, it won't be a problem if you grill it all night." Bloody threads extended from Qianjie's fingertips, and in an instant, several fish flopped ashore.

Qianjie also turned around and left at the right time.

Also left behind were two small bottles and a candy.

"Come early tomorrow, I'll leave one for you!" A shout came from behind, Qianjie stopped and raised his hand to indicate that he heard it.

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On the third day, Dai Yuhao kept his promise and left a fish, but it was a little cold.

The amount of chili pepper and pepper was too much. It seemed that he was still not used to the grilled fish with two extra seasonings.

However, the child of luck is the child of luck. Even if a little too much seasoning is used, it still cannot change its deliciousness.

On the fourth day, there was no more grilled fish, so Qianjie brought a chicken over.

If you eat grilled fish every day, you may end up smelling like fish.

"I'll teach you a dish today." The silk thread passed through his hand, and the chicken's cries were only intermittent.

"Is the fish I grilled not to your taste?" Dai Yuhao scratched his head, a little confused.

"No, fish is delicious, but people can't always eat fish." Qianjie shook his head, his smiling face looked like that of a fox, but not so annoying.

"Then what are you going to teach me?" Dai Yuhao looked curiously at the chicken whose throat had been cut. The blood was dripping on the grass, but he didn't feel uncomfortable. He was also used to killing fish.

"It's called Tiantian Flower Stuffed Chicken." Qianjie chuckled and began to pluck the feathers, remove the head and claws, and clean the belly of the chicken.

"Is it as sweet as yesterday's candy?"

"That's not true."

"Do you want to throw away the internal organs too?" Dai Yuhao came over and stretched out his hand to turn over the discarded internal organs.

"Do you eat fish and internal organs?" Qianjie asked.

"It's different. I heard from my mother that chicken offal can also be eaten." Dai Yuhao shook his head, and then he ran towards the small house that looked like a woodshed. After a while, he took out a bowl, which was already stained with dust.

The offal is placed in a bowl.

"Let mom make it at noon."

"Have you never eaten chicken?" Stuff the ginger, garlic, fragrant leaves and other ingredients into the chicken belly, and the process is completed.

"Of course I have eaten it, but it was only half a year ago. Dai Luoli's mother sent it here."

"Okay, let's light the fire." Qianjie looked at the hut not far from the woodshed. Huo Yun'er entered this cold palace area to save his life. What did Dai Luoli and his son do?

"Where's Tiantianhua?" Dai Yuhao asked doubtfully without rushing to light a fire.

"Have you seen Tiantianhua?" Qianjie was stunned.

Dai Yuhao shook his head, "Then why is it called Sweet Flower Stuffed Chicken?"

"It's just not worthy of the name, just like there is no wife in the wife cake, and God is actually just a stronger person." Qianjie did not rush.

"Okay." Dai Yuhao started to get angry with a disappointed look on his face, "I thought I could eat something sweet again."

"Do you like sweet things?" Qianjie flipped the roasted chicken, "I thought you liked fish."

"I would get tired of eating fish every day! As for sweets, I haven't eaten sweets many times, so naturally I like them."

Also, with Douluo's poor conditions, ordinary people are lucky to be able to eat sweets a few times a year.

Huo Yun'er stood in front of the window, watching this scene tenderly.

Blood suddenly dripped from her nose and fell to the ground.

On the fourth day, there were no dishes taught today. Qianjie taught Dai Yuhao seriously until noon.

"What image do I have in your eyes now?" he asked suddenly.

"Bad guy, a big bad guy like Wuhun Palace." Dai Yuhao answered without hesitation.

"Thank you for the compliment." Qianjie smiled happily.

On the fifth day, we still talked until noon.

"Do you want to eat?" This time it was Dai Yuhao who interrupted the lecture first.

Naturally, you have to go inside to eat.

Qianjie went happily.

Although it is said to be a firewood house, it is not really filled with firewood and sundries. It is just a simple log cabin with a door, a window, a stove, and a bed. The same is true for the food. It is simple and plain, but not too numerous.

Get clear rice grains.

Qianjie fell into deep thought, so what happened to Naiko hiding sesame cakes that Dai Yuhao talked about several times in the future?

Huo Yun'er can indeed hide, but is it necessary?

On the sixth day, the lecture location was no longer by the stream, but inside the house.

Huo Yun'er still didn't say anything, as if Qianjie was an empty person.

She just looked at it with a smile.

The warm sunshine passed through the blue curtains, and the fuzzy wind blew a few fluffy dandelions. Those flower clusters flew in the air with the light spots, and finally fell slowly on Qianjie who was giving a lecture and Dai Yuhao who kept asking questions.

.

He stared at Huo Yun'er out of the corner of his eye, and the faint smell of blood drifted into his nose.

His martial soul is blood, and he has always been sensitive to the smell of blood.

He finally understood why Huo Yun'er looked like he had never suffered at all.

Mothers always don’t want to show their weak side to their children.

On the seventh day, there were still lectures in the hut.

"Madam, do you also like reading?" Qianjie suddenly turned around and asked.

Huo Yun'er was flipping through a book.

It has the same rolled pages, the same gilt cover, and the same title - "Shrek's Seven Monsters".

"I like it." Huo Yun'er closed the book, "And, do you have Xu Jiali's book in your hand?"

Dai Yuhao looked at all this in confusion, why did he start talking about books while giving lectures?
Chapter completed!