Yue Qingqing didn't tell Yu Jiang that Guo Chen had killed people before he killed the traitor, and he had killed two traffickers with his fists, which was a crime, Guo Chen told her, no matter what it was, trust or confide, Yue Qingqing felt that at least in her place, it would not be passed on.

"Old man, you still analyzed it thoroughly, I investigated Guo Chen for two years, and found that in order not to be harassed by people from underground forces, he ran to learn unlimited martial arts, and in order not to see someone fall into the water and not be able to save it, he ran to practice swimming and lifesaving."

"When he was growing up, there were a lot of such things, in short, he couldn't hide it, and he felt very uncomfortable, so he would find ways to improve himself, so that danger became not dangerous, and problems became no longer problems."

"You see, what you investigated is similar to what I analyzed, it is certainly his character flaw to hide if he can hide, but when there is no way to hide, Guo Chen will definitely surprise us."

"Yes, old man, I'm looking forward to seeing Guo Chen being punished and trained now."

"Don't worry, let's go, let's carry a table to the basement, and the hot pot will be at the door of Guo Xiaozi's cell."

Minglan smiled bitterly in her heart again, and mourned for Guo Chen for three seconds, I, the dean of discipline, are not as ruthless as you two, old man, you move the hot pot to the underground cell to eat, this is not very harmful to Guo Chen, but it is extremely insulting.

"Old man, you rest, I will arrange for someone to come and move, the corridor in the basement is quite spacious, when Guo Chen is sentenced in the future, we can't stand all the time, I will let them move two sets of sofas down, and the dining table will be fixed below, which is convenient to use."

Yu Jiang looked at Minglan and said with a smile:

"The son can be taught, no wonder you can also become a candidate for the next battalion governor, you have a lot of potential."

"Don't laugh at me, old man, I'm learning from you."

When Guo Chen curled up in the cage and saw someone moving sofas and tables and chairs to the basement, he still had some unrealistic fantasies, these things wouldn't be worthy of me.

As a result, the person in charge of arranging the furniture said that the sofa should be placed in a place where it is convenient to watch the prisoner's torture, and the Eight Immortals table was placed next to the cage where Guo Chen was being held.

Then, Guo Chen saw someone walking into the basement with a copper hot pot, placing it on the table of the Eight Immortals, and arranging a table full of ingredients.

Taking advantage of the moment when these people went up to get something, Guo Chen got up and walked to the edge of the cage, and gestured, well, although there is no stool, it is okay to eat hot pot while standing, and it is still okay to reach out through the gap in the iron grate.

But soon, Guo Chen knew that he was thinking too much about it.

"Prisoner Guo Chen, be honest, if you dare to get within one meter of the Eight Immortals Table again, I will immediately throw you into the stabbing prison."

Guo Chen immediately retreated, because he saw Old Man Yu, Minglan and Yue Qingqing and a young and beautiful woman coming to the underground cell together, each holding various sauces and dipping sauces in their hands, and Old Man Yu was still carrying a leg of mutton in his hand.

"Hello sir, the prisoner Guo Chen understands, and he will never be within one meter of the Eight Immortals Table."

Yu Jiang stood on the side facing Guo Chen's cell, Yu Dujuan sat next to Yu Jiang, and Minglan and Yue Qingqing sat on both sides.

"Let me show you my knife cutting mutton skills, I think back then, my wife loved to eat the knife cut mutton noodles I made for her."

The mandarin duck pot was already boiling, and I saw Yu Jiang resting the leg of mutton on his left arm, and picking up the sharp Smurf, the latest combat dagger of the Yan Kingdom, with his right hand, swishing at the mutton and slashing it quickly.

Slices of mutton as thin as cicada wings flew into the pot, attracting applause and cheers from Yu Dujuan, Minglan and Yue Qingqing.

"Grandpa is so good, and I also love to eat the knife-cut mutton noodles made by grandpa."

"Old man, you are so powerful, I have long heard that old man, you are a must for cutting mutton, and today I finally have a good mouth."

"Yes, old man, I've heard about it a long time ago, I've been hungry for a long time, hey...... Prisoner Guo Chen, why don't you applaud, don't you look down on our old man Yu's sword skills? ”

Guo Chen was already a little hungry, and he swallowed saliva from the aroma of the hot pot, looking at the pieces of mutton that flew into the pot, he couldn't wait to rush over and grab the chopsticks and gobble it up.

But Guo Chen didn't dare, these six people smiled at each other, but they didn't say anything to me, as cold as they wanted, I rashly went up to set it off, and there was a high probability that I would be humiliated.

"Report to the chief, without the commander's order, the prisoner Guo Chen can't applaud casually."

"I order you now, applaud Old Man Yu's exquisite knife cutting skills.

"Yes, Mr. Yu, you are awesome, the knife cuts the mutton on the top, the knife is cold in the soul, the slices of cicada wings are fragrant, the red oil and garlic paste are old Sichuan, and the bean curd and sesame sauce are in Yanjing, if you can come three times a day, you will not lose the heavenly realm of the great scattered immortals."

Guo Chen slapped his face vigorously, and at the same time read out a smooth passage, while constantly swallowing saliva, it is so fragrant, especially Sister Qingqing, she has been fanning the fragrance towards me, this is to starve people to death.

"Praise is good, there is a reward, reward you with a stick noodle nest."

Guo Chen didn't cry out, this is really you eating and drinking spicy food around the hot pot, just give me a stick of noodles and nests, won't the conscience of you old six hurt?

"Chief Report, may I have an opinion on lamb slices?" Guo Chen held a stick in his hand and thought to himself, it would be nice if he gave me a few more pieces of mutton.

"Guo boy, you can express your opinion, but don't think about eating it." Yu Jiang continued to swing his knife, and Yu Dujuan, Minglan and Yue Qingqing had already picked up the mutton from the hot pot and started eating.

"Sir, cutting mutton as thin as cicada wings is actually not a top-level skill, if you can cut mutton into strips of meat the thickness of your little finger, that is the real skill, and besides, the mutton slices are too thin actually affects the taste, mutton strips are the king of mutton."

Yu Jiang's eyes flashed, and at the same time, Minglan also raised her head in amazement and looked at Guo Chen, how could this kid always come up with strange ideas.

Normal cutting of mutton, it makes sense to cut it into anything, because it is cut on the cutting board, but the mutton is cut with a knife to cut the noodles, and it is also required to cut the meat into strips with the thickness of the little finger......

Yu Jiang immediately realized that this must be more difficult than slicing the lamb.

Yu Jiang stopped the knife and stared at the mutton thoughtfully, Yue Qingqing didn't realize what kind of problem Guo Chen gave Old Man Yu, and said:

"Old man, don't cut it yet, don't listen to this kid's nonsense, hurry up and eat shabu-shabu."

Yu Jiang didn't say anything, put down the mutton in his hand, sat at the table, Yu Dujuan poured him a glass of wine, and said:

"It's a good day, just have a drink."

Yu Dujuan was immersed in the joy of reuniting with her grandfather and finally entering the establishment of the Space Agency, she didn't even realize that she, like Guo Chen, had directly become a member of the highest department of the empire's secrecy level from a flat-headed commoner.

Minglan also raised her glass and said with a smile:

"Qingqing is right, today is a good day, three joys are coming, first of all, welcome Du Juan to join the Wuwei people, secondly, to celebrate in advance the major changes that our special training camp is about to usher in, and finally, welcome Guo Chen to serve his sentence in prison, come to ...... Let's toast......"

Guo Chen looked at the hard stick noodle wotou in his hand, and really wanted to throw the wotou over, throw it into the hot pot, and splash the red oil soup on the faces of these old six.