He Fan returned to the room, took out a pen and notebook, and recorded that the addition of Qingyun vine and ginseng would increase the gene by 1.

"He Fan, you won't be writing a suicide note, right?" Liu Qingyuan walked in with the little black dog in his arms, his face changed greatly.

"Yes, I'm writing a suicide note, you can't peek. He Fan quickly put away his recipe and said calmly, he felt more and more that it was necessary to record, as he improved, he couldn't see his useless numbers, if he met it in the future, he would ignore it directly as a weed, wouldn't it be a loss?

It doesn't help you, you can sell it for money, and then save money to buy it.

"A Zhou Wen, it's not like this, right?" Liu Qingyuan frowned and said: "You just stay at home, if Zhou Wen dares to attack you, he will report to the Law Enforcement Bureau to see if he has the courage." ”

He Fan sighed, with a sad expression: "I'm not an evolutionary like you, I have strong combat power, and I don't like you to make money, I'm just an ordinary person, can I not be afraid?"

Liu Qingyuan opened his mouth, and suddenly he didn't know how to comfort him.

He Fan secretly glanced at her and sighed: "My lifelong wish is to be able to eat dog meat once, I have never eaten dog meat when I am so big." ”

Liu Qingyuan: "......"

Don't you want to be a chef? You're enough, I summon a little black dog, and your wish becomes dog meat? If I summon a cow, do you want to eat beef?

"Dog meat, wait until I find a chef. Liu Qingyuan sighed: "Since you are going to die, then eat a good meal, your cooking skills, I guess you don't want to eat anymore." ”

"Is this agreeing to me to eat?" He Fan's eyes lit up.

"I don't agree, I have to find a chef. Liu Qingyuan dropped a sentence and left with the little black dog in his arms.

promised He Fan that he would catch a fierce beast for him to eat in the future, but he couldn't agree like this, Liu Qingyuan was sure that once she agreed, as soon as she left with her front foot, He Fan might start, this is a hybrid beast cub, He Fan is just an ordinary person, and it is not good to be injured.

He Fan pouted, what kind of chef do you invite? There is me, the future kitchen god, at home, and I still need a chef? This is insulting me!

Lying down to sleep, thinking about what materials are needed for stewed dog meat, buying it back once tomorrow, thinking of eating dog meat tomorrow, He Fan had some insomnia, and didn't fall asleep until two or three o'clock in the morning.

Early the next morning, Liu Qingyuan went to school, He Fan glanced at it, the little black dog was tied to the bathroom, Liu Qingyuan didn't want to make the room smelly, and left him a note, don't go into the bathroom.

Bought purple peppers, all kinds of accessories, this time purple peppers are just ordinary, the kind without aroma, and there are some side dishes, He Fan rushed into the bathroom and looked at the little black dog.

woof

grinning with bared teeth and murderous eyes, he pounced on He Fan, but unfortunately he was tied to a rope, and he didn't pounce for a while, so he could only bark wildly, still drooling, obviously wanting to eat He Fan too.

He Fan's face was calm, and he came to the little black dog, and he was very fast, grabbing the dog's legs.

woof

The little black dog turned his head sharply, bit the back of his hand, a slight pain came, and there was a little bit of blood, and the little black dog suddenly went crazy and licked his blood greedily.

He Fan was very calm, this pain was nothing at all, he grabbed his neck with his other hand and lifted it up: "It is worthy of being a fierce beast, it is so cruel at such a young age, and it is amazing to grow up." ”

Hybrid fierce beasts, once mature, ninth-level evolutionaries may become food in their mouths.

He Fan picked up the kitchen knife expressionlessly, ignored the wound on his hand, slaughtered the little black dog, recalled the method of his previous life, and peeled off the dog's skin.

+4？

Looking at the corpse of the little black dog, He Fan's face was slightly happy, he burned the pot to wash the vegetables, and started to make dog meat, the teacher of the Evolution School did not lie to him, the meat of the cub is indeed easy to cut, which is like the meat cut last time, it is hard to death, and the kitchen knife that is cut is curled.

Moreover, the cub's meat is tender and not too difficult to stew, so He Fan has the confidence to make a decent dish.

After working for a long time, the dog meat was put into the pot, looking at the numbers, He Fan's heart was full of excitement, although it was the second time to make fierce beast meat, but after all, it was a complete head, and it was fresh enough.

+3.9，+4，+4.1......

The number does not fluctuate much, He Fan stewed slowly, it is better to increase, if it does not increase, it is nothing, after all, there is no medicinal herb to match, and it is normal if it does not increase.

"The flesh of the fierce beast contains the essence of the fierce beast, the number is constantly changing, if all the essence in it is boiled out, how much more will it increase?" He Fan thought, if there is only +4 in total, it should not fluctuate to 4.1.

Perhaps, the legendary potential?

He Fan pursed his lips, he couldn't figure it out, he just guessed, he just had too many doubts when he was groping, as for the current test, forget it, in the poor period, he can't afford luxury.

Pay attention to the number changes, as for whether it is muzzled or not, this is secondary, the important thing is the connotation.

Half an hour later, the numbers were still fluctuating, but the fluctuations were the same, nothing changed, the highest was 4.1, the lowest was 3.9, and the smell of meat was pervasive, which made He Fan swallow his saliva, and sure enough, he still had this talent.

Continue to stew meat, this time there is a lot of soup, not afraid of paste, He Fan just needs to take a look at it occasionally, and there will be no more embarrassing situations like stir-frying beast meat.

Stewed and stewed, there were only two numbers left, 3.9 and 4, 4.1 were gone.

He Fan hurriedly turned off the fire, and confiscated it again, fortunately, +4 as before, no loss, I must make a note on the recipe later, how long it has been stewed.

It's still the same, give a little to Liu Ming, and by the way, see how Liu Ming recovers.

He Fan's footsteps were very light, his movements were very slow, stepping into the basement, Liu Ming, who should have been weak, had already stood up, a meter away from where he was lying, the trauma on his body had recovered very well, and the scars of the scars had faded, with the recovery ability of the evolutionary, I am afraid that it would not be long before he would heal completely, and there would be no trace left.

"Looks like you're recovering well. He Fan's face remained unchanged, but he was vigilant in his heart, this guy said that it would take three days to carry out basic activities, and he could go?

"Lying stiff, barely standing up. Liu Ming tugged at the corners of his mouth and said.

"Let's eat. He Fan didn't say anything, thinking in his heart, if it continues like this, what will be restored in three days is not action, but hands-on ability.

Liu Ming turned out to be a job, this time he saw it clearly, such a thin slice of meat, it was really desolate to think about it, he was a great master of Nirvana, and he had actually fallen to this point!

He Fan looked at him expressionlessly, if he knew Liu Ming's thoughts, he would tell him directly, in my place, there are no Nirvana evolutionaries, only food tasting personnel.

Liu Ming closed his eyes and slowly put the flakes in his mouth, he decided to taste it for a while, seeing that the meat here is really a bit luxurious, and the slices are in the mouth, Liu Ming opened his eyes suddenly, and his eyes widened: "How much salt did you put in it?"

"Let's have a spatula. He Fan replied: "Is it salty?"

"Do you make this piece of meat and put a shovel of salt?" Liu Ming took a few mouthfuls of rice in a row, and he was in no mood to taste it at all, a Nirvana-level master, and he was especially good at taste!

Are you poor and have only salt left?

A whole dog, don't put more? He Fan pouted secretly, but, looking at this expression, it seems that there are really too much? I will eat it with water later, it should be no problem.