"Didn't you say you didn't want it? "What about your iron bones?" Fei Xuan immediately gave him a roll of his eyes and said angrily. And Hong Mingtian just scratched the back of his head and said with a shy face, "That thing is only worth a few dollars?" Anyway, the worst of the three of us belongs to me, can't I have a good time?"

Zheng Flails and Fei Xuan were also speechless for a while, but it was okay, the average strength would naturally help in the future, and immediately, Zheng Flail took out a scroll from his wrench, and what was written on the scroll was the specific content of the thirteen shots. Taking the scroll, Hong Mingtian read it softly.

"Falling away from the thirteen guns a total of thirteen styles, practice to the completion of each style has comparable to the great power of breaking the gold and breaking the mountain, when you need to practice it is not a simple thing, you need to concentrate on the soul of the gun and marksmanship, if you can't do it, it is difficult to become a big tool! The specific thirteen styles are as follows......"

Just silently reading this, Hong Mingtian began to tighten his brows, some of the previous words embellished the difficulty of martial arts, he has been used to using a fan since he was a child, and suddenly he has to challenge a weapon of higher difficulty, and it is definitely not something that can be done in a while if he wants to get used to it.

However, he has no weapons to his side, and hand-to-hand combat is not what he is good at, this practice is not, not practicing is not, it is better to go all the way to the dark, who can easily draw conclusions without trying?

"The first type, the long dragon is in the world. The human being is the heir of the dragon, and this first type considers the cultivator's proficiency in the spear, and requires a huge amount of vitality to support the maintenance of this move, and the recommended level, Mie Mountain. The gun is like a dragon, the dragon travels the world, the head of the gun turns into the dragon's head, the gun barrel turns into the dragon's body, the gun ends the dragon's tail, and the gun weathers the dragon's roar. This move can break the defense of the four mountains!"

The few lines of words in a daze were read by Hong Mingtian in a fog, and the general meaning was that he understood, but what should he do specifically? He had to ask Zheng Fang to see if he had a way. But what Hong Mingtian didn't expect was that Zheng Fang's words gave him a major blow, "There is no way to say this directly, my master said that in order to practice this, soul and soul must be fused." ”

Hong Mingtian knows that this is the most difficult and the most quintessential, but often the number of people who can do it is even rarer than the number of alchemists, and alchemists, this kind of thing is impossible to do without talent, even if you work hard, it will be in vain.

"Don't have too much pressure, after all, this martial art is also quite profound, it's nothing to spend a little time, not to mention that the gun is the length of a hundred soldiers, some people choose to practice guns, that is, practice for a lifetime, what's the matter?

The expression on Hong Mingtian's face was very frozen, he silently put away the scroll, picked up the gun and returned to the main square, trying to practice, but because he had no experience, even the action of swinging the gun seemed difficult and stiff. Maybe from this moment on, it's time for him to exercise his body. He looks like a scholar all the year round, holding a fan as a weapon, how much strength can he have?

Sure enough, after the ghost dodge gun waved indiscriminately in his hand for a while, Hong Mingtian felt a little physically exhausted, but this did not make him retreat, it seemed to be on the same bar as the ghost dodge gun, no matter how sore the muscles in his whole body were, he still kept waving it irregularly.

As night fell, the three brothers found a little warmth in this town, and the resources in Baoyin Town were gradually depleted because of the continuous labor of the people, but the three brothers could take advantage of this opportunity to learn cooking.

How to say it, Zheng Flail was in charge of adding firewood, and just lit the firewood, but this kid was afraid that the fire was not big enough, so he insisted on stuffing wood into the stove, and the fire suddenly had no room to burn, and it gradually turned into charcoal, and thick black smoke poured out from the mouth of the fire, choking Zheng Flai's face with black ash, and Fei Xuan had to take over his work.

Hong Mingtian caught two domesticated carp here, scraped the scales and dissected the internal organs, cleaned them for a while, and then removed half of the fishy smell, handed them to Zheng and then peeled the garlic. His actions seemed so normal, but who knows how long it took him to complete such a "huge" project, and the fish was too slippery.

And Zheng Fang turned over the cabinet and finally found oil, salt, vinegar, ginger and other seasonings, boiled water and steamed rice, the rice was steamed, yes, the steamed rice was like semi-finished porridge. You say it's rice, it's the same as thin mud, you say it's porridge, there is no soup at all, the only reason for this result is that there is more water for cooking rice and less water for boiling porridge.

I don't know if you've ever had the experience of transforming into a kitchen terminator, anyway, I've experienced it firsthand, and even cut a chili pepper and cut it into my hand, Gan!

After taking the rice bucket made of bamboo cage and putting it aside to dry, Zheng Yu hurriedly brushed the pot stove, this family's kitchen utensils are quite complete, and they also raised a pool of fish, but what made him feel helpless was, how to make this fish?

Waiting online, it's in a hurry.

But can he wait? No, what should he do, go up by himself? But if he wants to eat, how should he serve it? He has ever seen the most eaten fish is braised fish, but he has never been in the kitchen once, and he doesn't know how to make braised fish at all.

"Whatever, it's convenient to come. Zheng Yu thought to himself, if you learn to cook and cook too much, won't you be able to do it, whoever can make delicious food in the kitchen for the first time, fortunately, he doesn't care about anything. The fire was burning vigorously on Fei Xuan's side, and it didn't take long for the water to boil, and then Zheng Flail hurriedly threw the two cleaned fish into it.

The boiling water was gurgling and bubbling, and the carp was also rolling in the water, Zheng Flail "seeed" the opportunity and poured the oil slowly, seeing that the oil was almost poured, Zheng Flail tilted his head and seemed to find that something was wrong, but he couldn't think of anything when he thought about it. At this time, Hong Mingtian came over and handed Zheng Fang a handful of peeled garlic, turned around and immediately walked towards the house.

"I'll go sleep for a while, and then call me when the meal is ready. Yawning, Hong Mingtian dragged his tired body and said hello.

didn't pay attention to Hong Mingtian, Zheng Fang was ready to cut the ginger and garlic into slices together, and he didn't know what the "slices" were twisted into in his understanding, so he just moved two knives and cut the ginger and garlic into ...... Three big blocks!

Whistling softly, Zheng Fang seemed to have the confidence of a chef, the water in the pot was not too much or no less, just enough to drown two fish, and the oil was covered with a layer on the surface of the water, thick, like a layer of yellow flowing ice.

"Salt salt salt. Looking around, I finally found a bag of unopened salt in the green onion pile on the edge of the stove, Zheng Flai's little hand twisted, and there was a hiss from the opening, and the whole bag of salt was sprinkled into the pot.

“......”

After swallowing a mouthful of saliva, there seemed to be a crow flying over Zheng Fang's head, bringing six speechless black spots.

"What was the sound just now?" Fei Xuan stood up and wanted to come over to see what was going on, but Zheng Fang immediately shouted, "It's okay, it's okay, you just take care of the fire, don't let it go out, everything is normal here!"

didn't care too much, Fei Xuan continued to sit down, and when he saw that the fire was a little smaller, he added some firewood to it, which preserved the vitality of the flame. And Zheng Fang was here, still thinking in his heart, "With so much water, it shouldn't be very salty, right?"

But although he thought so in his heart, he took a scoop of water in his hand and poured it in, "It seems that the braised fish can't be eaten, so it has to be replaced with boiled fish." This can make up for me, I'm awesome!" secretly happy in his heart for a while, Zheng Fang added some seasonings at the right time, what soy sauce, ginger, garlic, chili, everything.

After putting on the lid of the pot, Zheng Fang waited for the success of the boiled fish, during which he did not forget to imagine that Fei Xuan and Hong Mingtian were full of praise after tasting his craftsmanship, and their hearts were still happy.

After one or two teas, Zheng Fang lifted the lid of the pot, picked up the plate and spatula, and fished up the soup and fish, but the finished product was a little ...... Unsatisfactory......

But these are not important, the important thing is that Zheng Fang looked at the fish he cooked with his own hands, and he actually became angry, and then greeted Hong Mingtian in the room, Hong Mingtian also stopped the fire in his hand, and immediately rushed to see Zheng Fang's craftsmanship.

“......”

“......”

How to say it, when Fei Xuan and Hong Mingtian saw this dish, they were immediately speechless, and they wanted to say something, but they were gagged by this dish......

That's right, it was gagged, or Zheng Flail personally fed them both, and they were forcibly poured two mouthfuls before they could react. As soon as this "boiled fish" was eaten, Fei Xuan and Hong Mingtian felt ...... What a wonderful thing death is......

Spicy, salty, and sour are the biggest features of this dish, and the faces of the two suddenly turned pale, and they immediately spit out the poison in their mouths, and then looked for water everywhere to rinse their mouths. If there is anything more delicious in this world, it is only the old eight secret small burgers that can fight with it!

Looking at the brothers' overreaction, Zheng Yu couldn't help frowning slightly, looking at this dish in a blink of an eye, "It doesn't seem like there's a problem, isn't it...... Is it a little rotten?" After swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Zheng Flail finally picked up the chopsticks, took a piece of fish meat that had been boiled, and slowly put it into his mouth with a trembling......

That is, as soon as this dish touched the taste buds, Zheng Fang's face was the same as that of Fei Xuan Hong Mingtian, from green to blue, from blue to purple, in short, it was a piece of meaning. This taste is like pickling sauerkraut for many years, and the process of making sauerkraut is filled with the strongest chili peppers, which challenges his taste buds.

Sure enough, it couldn't be beared, Zheng Flail wanted to suppress this refreshing and exciting taste, and even released the vitality, but it was useless, and in the end he couldn't hold it back, the snot bubbles sprayed out from the two nostrils, and the spicy smell filled the nasal cavity and mouth, and after spitting it out vigorously, Zheng Flail only felt that his body was like burning, and the burning sensation spread all over his body......