A bowl of noodles is out of the pot with the cooperation of Yenanshan and Wutong.

Ye Nanshan is also about to go to righteousness generously.

"Eat quickly, eat quickly, it's going to be cold. Wutong sat opposite Ye Nanshan and looked at him and urged, there was a bowl of noodles in front of her, and both dishes were pushed in front of Ye Nanshan.

Ye Nanshan swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and his hands, which had not trembled after practicing sword stabbing for a day, trembled slightly when he was holding chopsticks to a piece of beef.

Mad, die or die!

Ye Nanshan didn't hesitate anymore, just took a piece of beef, and stuffed it into his mouth.

Flavor...

The taste is really as expected by Ye Nanshan, I can't describe it specifically, anyway, I want to cry after eating it.

"Is it delicious?" Wutong asked, looking at Ye Nanshan.

"It's delicious!, it's delicious!" Ye Nanshan had tears in his eyes.

Wutong: "If it's delicious, then you can eat more and eat it all." ”

Ye Nanshan: "...... Oh. ”

Ye Nanshan started, and Wutong also began to eat noodles by himself, when eating noodles, Wutong raised his eyes and glanced at Ye Nanshan a few times, but every time he saw Ye Nanshan eating with his head down.

This guy knows that a person eats with a bored head, and says that you are allowed to eat vegetables alone, but you really eat vegetables alone? Won't you ask me to eat some food?

Wutong said that she still wants to eat the food she cooks.

After thinking about it, Wutong took advantage of the fact that Ye Nanshan was bored to eat vegetables, quickly stretched out his chopsticks, sandwiched a piece of beef, and stuffed it into his mouth.

Hehe, I didn't find it! When Wutong was thinking like this, the taste of beef suddenly exploded between his tongue, and Wutong's pretty face quickly became tangled.

"Vomit"

The beef was spit on the table by the sycamore, and then I felt like I drank a large mouthful of noodle soup to dilute the strange taste in my mouth.

Ye Nanshan heard the movement, raised his head to look at Wutong, and saw the beef she spit on the table, I don't know why, Ye Nanshan suddenly had a little schadenfreude in his heart.

"Smash it!"

Wutong glared angrily at Ye Nanshan, this guy actually said it was delicious just now, and he was obviously ......

Big liar!

"Uh... Actually, you can still eat it. ”

Ye Nanshan said, and reached out to pick up the beef, but it was blocked by Wutong with chopsticks, and then Wutong reached out and directly took the two plates in front of Ye Nanshan, and threw them directly into the trash can.

Ye Nanshan was stunned, you pour the vegetables, you explain to me, how many meanings do you mean when you lose the plates?

Wutong turned back and sat back, looked at Ye Nanshan, and scolded again, "Liar!"

Ye Nanshan coughed dryly.

Wutong glared at him for two seconds, then got up and went to the cupboard to get a big bowl, divided most of the noodles in his bowl, and then pushed it in front of Ye Nanshan, and said, "Eat noodles!" and then stopped talking to Ye Nanshan, and bowed his head angrily to eat noodles.

Ye Nanshan: "Hmm... Actually, it's not that unpalatable. ”

"Liar, shut up, eat noodles!"

Ye Nanshan: "You want me to shut up again, and you want me to eat noodles, how can you eat noodles when you shut up?"

"Flutter. Wutong was amused and laughed, but immediately realized that he should still be angry now, and he couldn't laugh, so he immediately lowered his face, snorted, lowered his head to eat noodles, and ignored Ye Nanshan.

Ye Nanshan: I'll go! How can she be so cute today! pills, pills.

When the noodles were almost finished, Wutong took care of Ye Nanshan again, looked at him, and asked, "It's so unpalatable, why do you still eat it..."

Ye Nanshan still had noodles stuffed in his mouth, and he didn't think about it, and said vaguely: "Because Su Ni made it." ”

Wutong was stunned when he heard this, stared at Ye Nanshan for two seconds, and then came back to his senses, dropped a sentence of "I'm done" and immediately got up and went back to the house.

Wutong returned to the house, closed the door, let out a long breath, and her body relaxed a little, I don't know why, she seemed a little nervous just now.

......

Nothing was said all night

Following.

Ye Nanshan went to the academy as usual.

Today, Murong Jianyu did not teach Ye Nanshan anything new, and still made Ye Nanshan practice stabbing swords.

Although Ye Nanshan is bored with practice, he has always insisted on it, Ye Nanshan's character has a great lack of quality, the most important thing is that he is not self-motivated, otherwise, when he is on the earth, he will not suddenly inherit hundreds of millions of family fortunes, and he doesn't want to do his own business at all, but wants to enjoy life as a salted fish with peace of mind.

However, Ye Nanshan's character also has a shining point, he is very tenacious, this kind of character, may be because of the loss of his parents since childhood, the environment, he is stronger than ordinary people, more optimistic.

Therefore, many things, either Ye Nanshan does not do it, and since he has done it, then he will persevere to do it well.

The same is true for sword practice.

There are still two businesses coming to the door today, one is still Song Qianlai, a customer of Ye Nanshan, well... He sent money again.

The other one is that the little fat man found a new customer for him, and it seems that the little fat man is very dedicated.

After selling two pots of tea and earning 4,000 gold, Yenanshan's wealth also skyrocketed to 9,000 gold coins.

Ye Nanshan has already made up his mind, and when he makes another order and earns enough 10,000 gold coins, he will spend 5,000 gold coins to upgrade himself to the next level, and then there will be at least five or six thousand gold coins left, and he will not have to worry about not being able to afford it because of the high exchange rate of upgrading for a while.

Tonight, Nanshan didn't know how many times he had repeated the action of stabbing the sword with his right hand, so that he had become a monk, and his physical strength had greatly increased, and he still felt soreness and swelling. He didn't eat lunch today, he has been practicing swords, and the only time he stopped was when two businesses were sent to his door.

In the afternoon, when Nanshan was about to go home, looking at the arm that was obviously thicker than his left hand, Ye Nanshan said to himself with a strange expression: "I haven't practiced the unicorn arm on the earth, but I have practiced it here...... When the Demon King saw it, I'm afraid it would be a misunderstanding, right?"

Hard sword practice is effective, Ye Nanshan practiced for a day today, although it is not possible to achieve the hit rate of 100 stabs, but it can already be stabbed 100 times at least to ensure that it can be stabbed more than 90 times, and in the case of changing different branches, it can basically be stabbed more than 90 times a hundred times.

The more you go on, the more difficult it becomes, just like the test scores when you go to school, from 50 to 90, you can do it with some seriousness, you can do it with some effort, and the improvement will be very fast, but to improve from 90 to 100 points, the effort you need to put in is often much more than the effort from 50 to 90, and sometimes, you have to have excellent talent to be able to do it to the extreme.

When Ye Nanshan returned home, Wutong was cleaning up the scene of the car accident......

"Failed again?" Ye Nanshan asked as he entered the kitchen and looked at the black stuff.

Wutong muttered quietly: "Why do you say it and ......?"

Ye Nanshan was dumbfounded, it seemed to be a bit of a blow, huh?

Wutong looked at the blackened things in the pot, sighed lightly, and said, "Forget it, you can make noodles." ”

Ye Nanshan: "Do you want to eat noodles again?" ”

Wutong glanced at Ye Nanshan, then looked away, and said with some embarrassment: "... There is no food. ”

Ye Nanshan was stunned, there was no food? Didn't you just buy so many in the morning and come back to prepare?

Glancing at the trash can, Ye Nanshan understood, heh, the black is all in the trash can.

To be honest, Ye Nanshan is very incomprehensible, why does Wutong burn the dish every time he cooks? Even if it is not burnt, it is dark and black, is it really so difficult to make a dish?

Ye Nanshan said that when she was in school at the beginning of the year, although she was unfamiliar, she was not like Wutong, how did she do it?