Douluo: Peerless Blood Angel

Chapter 18 Seven days
Qian Jie stopped insisting and took back the two small bottles.

"Don't be courteous for nothing. I won't give you a single piece of fish. If you want to teach you, teach you quickly. I'm listening." Dai Yuhao was still grilling the fish.

"Aren't you afraid that I have some bad intentions?" Qian Jie 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, telling the truth.

"I'll also tell you directly, if I was stronger than you, I would eat you alive, how about it, do you regret it?" The small face is not intimidating at all.

Instead, it looks like a milk cat who only sees strangers blow their fur.

"No, because my plan is so big that a life is nothing.

"If you can help me achieve my goal, I'll paint the condiments and lay it on the table myself." The smile matched the face that Qian Jie was facing now, no matter how you looked at it, he didn't look like a good person.

"Then teach quickly."

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

"What do you mean?" Dai Yuhao frowned.

"When the mosquito stays on your lower body, you will understand that violence can't solve the problem, but the brain is important." Qian Jie also sat down by the stream.

"Vulgar." Dai Yuhao spat.

"It's just rough and reasonable, okay, today I will tell you about the classification of soul masters and the choice of soul skills."

Another day passed.

Apparently Dai Yuhao forgot his grilled fish, until it was getting dark, and he turned his head away from tears when Qian Jie reminded him.

"I've prepared some supplements for my mother."

"It's just a fish."

"You know what, you think it's easy to catch fish!"

That's right, for Dai Yuhao who hasn't even acquired soul skills, catching fish is not an easy task.

Not to mention that he has been catching this stream for so long, I am afraid that the fish fry are gone, and it is already unreasonable to catch the child of luck.

"Okay, it won't be a problem if you roast it all night." The bloody thread stretched out from Qian Jie's fingertips, and a few fish jumped onto the shore in an instant.

Qian Jie also turned around and left at the right time.

At the same time, two small bottles and a candy were left behind.

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

……

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

The amount of chili and pepper is also too much. It seems that he is not used to grilled fish with two extra seasonings.

However, the son of luck is the son of luck, even if the seasoning is a little too much, it still can't change its delicious taste.

On the fourth day, there was no more grilled fish, so Qian Jie came over with a chicken.

I eat grilled fish every day, I'm afraid it doesn't smell like fish.

"Today I'll teach you a dish first." As the silk thread passed through his hand, the chicken had only intermittent crowing.

"Is it because my grilled fish doesn't suit your taste?" Dai Yuhao scratched his head, somewhat puzzled.

"No, fish is delicious, but people can't always eat fish." Qian Jie shook his head, that smiling face looked like a fox, but it was 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, and he didn't feel uncomfortable. He was also used to killing fish.

"It's called Tiantianhua Stuffed Chicken." Qian Jie smiled lightly, and began to pluck the hair, remove the head and claws, and clean the belly of the chicken.

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

"That's not it."

"Do you want to throw away the internal organs too?" Dai Yuhao leaned over and reached out to flip through the discarded internal organs.

"Do you eat fish and offal?" Qian Jie asked back.

"It's different. I heard from my mother that chicken viscera can also be eaten." Dai Yuhao shook his head, and then he trotted to the small woodshed-like room. After a while, a bowl was brought out, and the food that had been stained with dust was taken out. The innards are served in a bowl.

"Let mom make it at noon."

"Have you never eaten chicken?" Stuff ginger, garlic and fragrant leaves and other ingredients into the abdominal cavity of the chicken, and the process is complete.

"Of course I ate it, it was just half a year ago, and Dai Luoli's mother sent it over."

"Okay, let's make a fire." Qian Jie looked at the hut not far from the firewood house. Huo Yun'er entered this cold palace area to save his life. What is Dai Luoli's mother and son doing for it?

"Where's Tiantianhua?" Dai Yuhao didn't rush to start a fire, but asked suspiciously.

"Have you seen Tiantianhua?" Qianjie was stunned.

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

"The name is not worthy of the name, just like there is no wife in the wife cake, God is actually just a stronger person." Qian Jie didn't urge.

"Okay." Dai Yuhao started to light the fire with a disappointed expression on his face, "I thought I could eat something sweet again."

"Do you like sweet things?" Qian Jie flipped the grilled chicken, "I thought you liked fish."

"Eating fish every day would make me bored! As for the sweet ones, I haven't eaten sweets a few times, so I naturally like them."

That's right, with Douluo's poor conditions, ordinary people are lucky to be able to eat sweets several 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, he didn't teach any dishes today, and Qian Jie taught Dai Yuhao in a serious manner until noon.

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

"Bad guy, a big bad guy like Wuhundian." Dai Yuhao replied without hesitation.

"Thank you for the compliment." Qian Jie smiled happily.

On the fifth day, it was still noon.

"Want to eat?" It was Dai Yuhao who interrupted the lecture first.

Naturally, you have to enter the house to eat.

Qianjie happily went.

It’s a firewood house, but it’s not really full of firewood and sundries. It’s just a simple log cabin with doors, windows, a stove, and a bed. The same is true for meals. Get clear rice grains.

Qian Jie fell into deep thought, so what happened to Dai Yuhao's Naizizang Biscuits that Dai Yuhao talked about several times later?

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 Qian Jie was an empty person.

She just watched with a smile.

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

Looking at Huo Yun'er from the corner of a thousand kalpas, the vague smell of blood drifted into his nostrils.

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

He finally knew why Huo Yun'er had such an image of not suffering at all.

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

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

"Ma'am, do you also like reading?" Qian Jie suddenly turned around and asked.

Huo Yun'er was flipping through a book.

The same book pages that have been rolled up, the same gilded book cover, and the title of the book is also the same - "Shrek's Seven Monsters".

"I like it." Huo Yun'er closed the book, "And, is Xu Jiali's book in your hands?"

Dai Yuhao looked at all this in confusion, why did he talk about books in lectures?
Qian Jie took out the book brought out from the Duchess.

(End of this chapter)