Practice a low-level profession until you become an immortal and call yourself an ancestor

Chapter 13 The demon is still there.Chopping bones and sharpening knives (seeking further reading)

County government office, in a study room.

The chief catcher and the monk sat opposite each other, their expressions no longer as calm as they had been on the Xingtai.

The chief catcher was even a little impatient: "Master Fayuan, the power of this demon is getting stronger and stronger. We can protect Xinzhuang County for a while, but we cannot protect it for the rest of our lives!"

The monk, Master Fayuan, put his hands together: "Amitabha, don't worry too much, Zhang Liao, all things have their own destiny. If one day this evil demon is beyond our control, it means that this is Xin Zhuang County deserves this calamity."

Fuck your fart!
Dead bald donkey!
The chief arrester, Zhang Liao, forced a smile and responded: "Master Fayuan, that's not what you said. I was sent here to quell the demons in Xinzhuang County. You are also here to cooperate with me."

"Now that those remnants have escaped from your golden shield, shall we?"

Master Fayuan raised his hand, "Donor Zhang Liao, as you said, our main purpose is to pacify the demons in Xinzhuang County, and the focus is on Xinzhuang County. When I came, the host told me the same thing. "

"Now that there are no evil spirits and monsters in Xinzhuang County, the people are peaceful and peaceful. Isn't that enough?"

Zhang Liao cursed the bald donkey and the Jinguang Temple behind him ten thousand times in his heart, but in the end he just sighed: "Let me ask what it means above. I also hope that Master Fayuan and the host will also ask for instructions."

Zhang Liao called his subordinates with a cold face, and then wrote a letter and asked him to send it to the state capital by carrier pigeon.

After the men left, the room fell into silence.

Zhang Liao thought that he had nothing to do with this stupid bald donkey, so he wandered around.

He joined the Killing Camp since he was a child and accepted the concept of serving the country and the people. But now, the country is in chaos. Although his strength is acceptable, looking at the whole world, he is still like an ant.

Desire to kill thieves, powerless to return to heaven.

Under such circumstances, even if the entire Sha Zi Battalion was devoted to the plan to suppress bandits and thieves all over the world, it would probably be difficult to make waves.

So what will happen to Daxuan's future?

Hey.
Back at the troupe, Chu Changqing felt relaxed.

Most of the tension caused by the three men who attacked him the night before had dissipated.

Without the worry of being assassinated again, he could devote himself to upgrading the panel.

After traveling for half a decade, I finally saw a place in this world that was completely different from my previous life.

The sword light, Buddha light, and the secret technique that can control countless rats.
They all made him yearn for it very much.

After all, I have a new life and a panel, so I have to try to get in touch with something so that I don’t regret this trip.

But the death of Xiao Liuzi, the chief arrester's knife, the golden light of the monk, and those heretics all told him clearly that ordinary people have no say in this world.

Must work hard to become stronger!

Chu Changqing's biggest idea before was to get rid of his slave status first, but now, his desire to become stronger even outweighs getting rid of his slave status.

Of course, this does not mean that he is willing to rely on others for the rest of his life.

These two things can be done simultaneously.

After looking at the sky, he realized that it was almost dinner time, so Chu Changqing rushed to the kitchen.

Without him, practice sword skills.

In the kitchen, Zhao Tiezhu was busy alone.

Chu Changqing watched him flipping a spoon on the stove. There were many bones and flesh on the chopping board not far away.

He still asked the owner of the kitchen for instructions first: "Iron Pillar!"

Zhao Tiezhu turned around and saw that it was Chu Changqing, with a trademark honest smile on his face: "Brother Qing!"

He put the stir-fried vegetables in the pot on a plate and then continued to talk to Chu Changqing: "Brother Qing, why didn't you come for dinner this morning? All the breakfast you asked me to prepare for you is left."

After Chu Changqing came in, he waved his hand: "It's okay, I'll eat it tonight, it's the same." He got straight to the point: "Tie Zhu, can I cut something more?"

When Zhao Tiezhu heard this, he became interested and nodded without any hesitation: "Of course!"

"What's wrong, Brother Qing, you suddenly have an idea? Do you want to be a cook?"

Chu Changqing laughed and walked to the chopping board: "I shouldn't be able to be a cook, but because of your good teaching, I feel like I'm a little more familiar with it, and now I suddenly have an idea. My hands are itchy and I want to cut something. "

After Zhao Tiezhu heard this, he originally wanted to persuade Chu Changqing to become a cook instead of an actor.

But after he finished persuading him yesterday and thought about it alone in the kitchen, he felt that his words were too abrupt.

Brother Qing is about to become the leader of the Zhao family, and he also advises him to learn to cook. No matter how talented he is, Brother Qing will have to study for at least another year.

How much money is wasted in this time?

Moreover, his words also meant to belittle the actors.

They are all low-life people, yet he actually looks down on others.

The most important thing is that Qing Ge is an actor himself!
Doesn't Zhao Tiezhu's derogation mean that he also demoted Brother Qing's choice?
Brother Qing is considered a good person if he doesn't get angry with him.

It's like when you were a child, you did something very stupid in front of your friends or elders. When you grow up, you still remember this very clearly. Every time you recall it, you clench your toes and want to slap yourself twice.

Zhao Tiezhu feels a little like this now.

Therefore, now facing Chu Changqing's request to raise the sword again, he endured the temptation to persuade and said: "Okay."

After Chu Changqing asked for permission, he walked to the chopping board and picked up the bone chopping knife.

When Zhao Tiezhu saw Chu Changqing picking up the bone chopping knife, he subconsciously wanted to remind him that after all, the bone chopping knife was relatively heavy and Chu Changqing might not be strong enough as an actor.

The most important thing is that if you chop bones randomly, you may hurt yourself.

But looking at Chu Changqing's serious look, Zhao Tiezhu closed his mouth again.

"First watch Brother Qing'er chop it twice. If he can't do it, then ask him to withdraw and cut the meat."

Although Chu Changqing had never used a bone chopping knife, as soon as he started using it, he felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity in his heart.

Although the familiarity of holding the knife is not as comfortable as the feeling of acting.

Holding the heavier bone chopping knife, Chu Changqing turned the knife directly in his hand. He was very sure that he would not hurt his hand.

This kind of action, he would have never dared to do before.

Taking a breath, Chu Changqing pulled out a bone and began to operate.

It is very, very rare that the troupe can eat meat. I don’t know why the landlady was so kind today and bought so many bones and some meat.

Cutting bones doesn't just rely on brute force, it also requires experience.

Spine, leg bones, plate bones, different bones need to be cut in different places, and it also requires speed, accuracy and ruthlessness.

The bone chopping knife is relatively heavy, so it is another point to grasp the center of gravity.

Although the bones are only used to make soup, the taste of the soup will vary depending on whether they are cut well or not.

Chu Changqing's face became solemn and he began to wave his arms.

Dangdangdangdang——!
Zhao Tiezhu watched Chu Changqing take the bone chopping knife, and his whole temperament seemed to have changed.

When Chu Changqing started to swing the sword, the power and center point were displayed to the point of being called "elegant", which immediately made Zhao Tiezhu's eyes light up.

He has been a cook for more than ten years. The difference between those who can use knives and those who cannot use knives can be seen immediately.

Brother Qing's sword-wielding skills. Has he practiced it before?
　Is what I wrote too boring? Why is no one reading it?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)