Qin Hao stood on the edge of the playground, his eyes seemed very deep, like the sea in front of the sea, and he couldn't see the bottom. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

And Tian Xiaoqian stood beside Qin Hao, quietly looking at Qin Hao, quietly enjoying the breath coming from him, quietly listening to his heartbeat, and enjoying this comfort and tranquility.

As time passed, the sky gradually darkened, and on the training ground, except for Huzi, who was still running tirelessly there, the others had long been staggering, just relying on one breath, struggling to support there.

Among these people, Lian Cheng is the only one who has not practiced martial arts, and the only one who has a clean family, her imprisonment was purely an accident, and I don't know what strength has allowed her to support her until now, even Qin Hao is a little distressed.

He beckoned to her, called her closer, and said, "Little girl, when you were on Salmon Island, you said that you would kill fish, or you would stay here and be a cook?" ”

"Kitchen...... Cook? Lian Cheng's eyebrows were slightly raised, and she could see that her heart was really happy, and she said in a trembling voice, "What does Childe mean, can I not train like them?" ”

"If your meal is delicious, yes!" Qin Hao smiled and pointed to the clay pot next to him, "The City God Temple is relatively simple, so I can only cook this for today's dinner." ”

Looking at the big clay pot, Lian Cheng's face showed a sad color, and it took a long time before he timidly raised his right hand and said cautiously: "I'm sorry, Childe, I'm ...... I haven't cooked in a clay pot. ”

"Cooking in a clay pot is very simple, just mix rice, vegetables, and oil...... Just throw all these things into the clay pot, and that's how your son-in-law cooks. Before Qin Hao could answer, Tian Xiaoqian had already pointed out from the side.

"Oh!"

After listening to Tian Xiaoqian's words, Liancheng finally understood, it turned out that they were so unparticular about cooking, no wonder, one is a famous scholar in Dengzhou Mansion, and the other is the pearl of the richest man in Dengzhou Mansion, they don't know how to cook, which is indeed reasonable.

Entering the temple, uncovering the clay jar, the scene in front of me suddenly shook the little heart of the orange, rice, a full jar full of rice.

There are also two small clay pots next to the clay pot, one of which is filled with boiled lard, and the other is filled with the remaining oil residue after the pork has been boiled in oil.

Looking at the yellow and black oil residue, Lian Cheng's eyes were a little straight, and he wanted to grab the oil residue and send it to his mouth several times, but reason finally overcame desire and hope, picked up chopsticks, carefully picked out dozens of pieces according to the human head, and put them in a small bowl.

Since Childe asked her to cook, then she will cook a vat of wild vegetable and oil residue porridge tonight.

Qin Hao just asked Lian Cheng to cook, as for what kind of rice to cook, he didn't care, after all, for a person who can kill fish, no matter how bad the cooked rice is, it is better than Tian Xiaoqian.

Compared to what to eat tonight, Qin Hao was more concerned about the people on the field, and seeing that everyone was a little unable to run, he asked Zhang Yi to gather everyone together, and he had something to say.

Maybe they were too tired from running just now, and everyone didn't have the strength, but just now they were running on the playground with one breath, but now they are slackening and they are a little unsteady on their feet.

Some of them were weak, standing there as if they had no bones, their whole bodies trembling, Zhang Yi saw this, so he had to ask people to help them up.

A person who can't even stand firm is not lethal, and the mutual vigilance is not as strong as just now, this time Zhang Yi's words are very effective, as soon as the words fell, someone stood there holding each other's arms, waiting for Qin Hao's lecture.

There is help and help, this result is really a bit unexpected, especially Zhang Yi, who couldn't do it just now, whether it was punching or scolding, but he didn't expect Qin Hao to do it just by letting them run in circles.

I really admire Qin Hao's methods.

Slowly stepping forward and standing at the front of the queue, Qin Hao's expression looked a little solemn, and his deep eyes swept over their faces, and he said slowly for a long time:

"When I give you a pillar of incense, let you take a good look at the people around you, see if they are murderous demons or flood beasts, and think about whether you want to guard against them like thieves in the future!"

After Qin Hao said this, he didn't say anything more, but stood there quietly, quietly looking at them You look at me, I look at you, the entire training ground seemed extremely quiet, and even the rustling sound of falling leaves could be heard.

Tian Xiaoqian was very close to Qin Hao, so close that Qin Hao could hear her heartbeat, and her eyes did not look at Qin Hao for the first time, but stared at the people in the field like a falcon.

The time of a pillar of incense is actually not long, but for everyone, it seems like a century has passed, and it was not until Qin Hao spoke out again that he broke the depression that was heavier than a mountain.

"This is the City God Temple, not Salmon Island, between people, it's not so scary, standing beside you is not a flood beast, but your comrades-in-arms!"

When talking about the word comrade-in-arms, Qin Hao particularly emphasized the weight of his tone.

The term comrade-in-arms is definitely a fresh term, as soon as Qin Hao's words fell, someone raised a question in his heart, and a thin guy raised his hand and said: "Report to Gongzi, when do I want to ask my comrade-in-arms?" ”

"What is a comrade-in-arms? That's a good question! ”

Qin Hao suddenly straightened his demeanor and replied loudly, "The so-called comrades-in-arms, as the name suggests, are friends who fight together, comrades-in-arms are the people who can block the sword for you on the battlefield, the people who can show their backs to him on the battlefield, and the people who can carry you out of the pile of dead people on the battlefield!" ”

These words were impassioned, and suddenly put everyone into an incomparable reverie, and everyone had the same question in their hearts, can we really become comrades-in-arms? Is there really no need to visit everywhere like you do now?

Qin Hao didn't interrupt their contemplation, interrupted their reverie, interrupted their contemplation, and interrupted their reverie with the smell of oil wafting out.

Although it was porridge, in the porridge, Lian Cheng not only secretly put some oil residue, but also put some lard, it was this faint smell of oil, like a magnet, which suddenly pulled everyone's hearts over.

With Qin Hao's order, everyone was like a full blood resurrection in the game, rushing to the clay pot as fast as possible, and at that moment, they ran faster than rabbits.

The porridge is divided into oranges, everyone is similar, the oil residue is absolutely fair, everyone has two small points in the bowl, each point is carefully selected by the orange lovers, what are these people's sex, she has been taught on Salmon Island, what she is afraid of is unevenness.

The porridge that Qin Hao and Tian Xiaoqian ate was boiled by Lian Cheng alone, and it was a small stove, in this hierarchical feudal dynasty, Tian Xiaoqian didn't think there was anything wrong with this.

As for Qin Hao, he also didn't break the subconscious hidden in people's bones and blood, shared weal and woe with these people, and ate in the same pot, now is not the time.

Just when Qin Hao was emotional, he suddenly heard a loud cry of "wow", the person who cried was very thin, it looked like a few bones on top of a skin, he was called Hou San, and people on the rivers and lakes liked to call him a monkey.

This cry was really a bit shaken, the smell of the sky falling apart, everyone stopped eating the bowl, and looked at him howling there, "Daddy, mother, mother, grandfather...... The monkey is still alive, not only alive, but also with oil residue to eat......"

Zhang Yi saw him crying there, and he felt unusually sour in his heart, tears unconsciously rolled in his eyes, he stood up silently, walked to the side of the monkey, and sandwiched the two small points of oil residue in the bowl into the monkey's bowl.

Seeing this, the others also got up silently and more or less sandwiched the oil residue from their bowl into the monkey's bowl, and the monkey did not say thank you, nor did he eat, but just held a bowl and cried there.

Tian Xiaoqian grew up with a golden key, and she has never suffered since she was a child, and she really didn't expect in her heart that a person could cry like this for a little oil residue.

Secretly turned around, secretly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, looked at the wipes in front of him, and said softly: "Qin Hao, you just talked about comrades-in-arms, did you say that these people can become comrades-in-arms in the future?" ”

Qin Hao looked at them, and a meaningful smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth, "They are all carefully selected by me from Salmon Island, and they have been comrades-in-arms since the moment they left Salmon Island. ”