Pirate's Swordsmanship Supreme

After arranging for Kurta to meet at the cook's restaurant, the little evil girl, who was already the acting patriarch, saw that her goal was achieved and went about her own business.

After Qi Ya finished washing and confirmed that he was no different than before, he came to Patricia's house to solve the breakfast problem.

"Little handsome Qiya, have you ever cried?"

The cook asked with concern in her voice when she brought a large plate of Neptune Meat Fried Noodles.

"No!!"

Qi Ya denied it.

But he said in his heart: "Women's intuition is really terrifying!"

Then, he learned to put his hands together and said "I'm starting", then picked up the chopsticks and put the elastic fried ramen and the tender and juicy Neptune meat into his mouth.

"Did you break up with that girl?"

Patricia's eyes were blazing with the fire of gossip, and she asked with some inducement.

"No."

Qi Ya responded vaguely, and then no matter how the other party spoke to him, he didn't reply. He simply nodded or shook his head. It wasn't until he put the whole plate of fried noodles into his stomach that he patted his stomach with unfulfilled interest.

"Beauty Lixia, please teach me how to make this dish. I think this dish is simpler than yesterday's stew."

Patricia covered her mouth, laughed for a while, and said:

"Qi Ya, although I am very happy to be called a beautiful woman by you, but make no mistake, the process of this dish is several times more than yesterday's assorted soup!"

“If you want to learn how to cook this dish, you must first know how to make noodles, then control the heat, and finally know how to stir-fry.”

"Every aspect here cannot be learned in a short while... If you ask me, if there is anything to learn, can I do it for you?"

Qi Ya smiled and asked: "Then what if I go to sea one day? Will I take you with me?"

Patricia fantasized for a while, then nodded firmly and said, "Okay! I'll go with you!!"

Qi Ya was stunned for a moment, and then added: "I mean challenging the ring current and going to the outside world..."

"Ringular current?" The cook was startled, her body visibly swayed twice, and then she said firmly: "In that case, I won't accompany you."

Qi Ya found it interesting and asked with a smile:

"Is the ring current really so scary? Or do you know something about Miss Lixia? Are the people in the village willing to be trapped on such an island? Don't want to see the outside world?"

Patricia sat next to the young boy and said earnestly:

"To answer the first question first, circular currents are really scary. Then comes the second question."

"I know that even without circular currents, the sea is still full of uncertainty. How many lives were lost in the sudden shipwreck a year ago? Who can guarantee that such a disaster will not happen again?"

"The last two questions can be answered together. I don't know what others think, but I don't feel there is anything wrong with staying on the island at all."

"Look, I can often see handsome young men like you on the island. What else am I not satisfied with?"

"..." Qi Ya felt his old face turn red and did not dwell on this topic for too long. Taking advantage of the time before Kurta arrived, he went to the kitchen to prepare his own dark dishes.

Half an hour later, Jianhao's assorted soup was freshly baked.

Kurta, who had just stepped into the restaurant door, sniffed it and said, "It smells so good!"

Just when Qi Ya was about to take a mouthful with a spoon and put it into his mouth, Kurta followed the scent and came to his side, swallowing his saliva.

To be able to make diners react like this is undoubtedly the best praise for a chef. The young swordsman felt that he was finally proud for once and generously gave the spoon in his hand to the other person.

Kurta glanced at Qi Ya, showed appreciation, took the spoon, took a spoonful of the golden soup and put it into his mouth.

"Gudong."

The field was quiet for three seconds, and the young man watched helplessly as the burly man's resolute face turned from joy to calmness, and then from calmness to a look that made him want to vomit.

"How do you do that? It smells delicious, but tastes like vomiting."

Patricia asked with a puzzled look on her face as she watched Kurta's reaction after drinking the soup.

Earlier, when Qi Ya was making assorted soup, she spent most of the time watching it and didn't think anything was wrong!

"..." The young man Qi took another spoon and took a mouthful of it and put it into his mouth.

In the first second, the aroma almost overflowed the entire mouth, and Qi Ya felt that she had experienced a real fragrance that lingers on her lips and teeth;

In the second second, half of the aroma dissipated, and the taste buds on his tongue gradually took over. He felt as if his senses were being torn apart. Half of him felt that what was in his mouth was a delicacy, and the other half felt that what was in his mouth was shi;

In the third second, the aroma completely dissipated, the taste gained absolute dominance, and he felt like there was only shi left in his mouth.

"Yeah, how on earth did you do it?" Qi Ya spat out the mixed soup in his mouth and rinsed his mouth twice, but he was also a little confused.

In his previous life, he had only one real memory of cooking when he was 8 years old. From then on, Yu’s mother clung to the one-third of an acre of her kitchen and wouldn’t let him do anything even to wash vegetables.

Therefore, until now, he has not been able to determine what his talent in cooking is.

After learning two lessons yesterday and today, Qi Ya feels that he is one step closer to becoming a chef, and he can only wait until he can make dishes with both fragrance and taste tomorrow to become a chef.

"vomit!"

After enduring for a while, Kurta finally couldn't hold back the turmoil in his stomach and vomited all his breakfast into the sink.

Qiya: "..."

After working for a few minutes, cleaning everything up and putting it in order, Qi Ya walked out of the village gate with a livid-faced Kurta.

"Qiya, tell me, is it because of the release of the 'canary'?"

Kurta was still stuck in the soul-hunting and life-destroying soup he had been in before, unable to extricate himself. Now that he figured out the reason, he had a determined look on his face, as if he would die even if he was about to die.

"..."

Having someone discover your formula is not a happy thing. Qi Ya did not discuss this topic with the other party, but turned around and asked seriously:

"Kurta, why did you come to me?"

The two-meter-tall, muscular man dressed in animal skins frowned when he heard this, and was very dissatisfied with the tone of his brother-in-law's words.

But when he thought that the next thing was related to the improvement of his own strength, he followed the other party's wishes and said:

"Create explosive skills that suit you."

Qi Ya pressed closer, "Then do you think I have a free lunch here?"

Kurta didn't answer, his eyes were fixed on Qi Ya, and all the aura he had developed from running rampant in the village for many years was pressed against the Qi boy.

After a while, seeing that the other party still maintained his domineering look, Kurta felt that he was defeated this time, and reluctantly answered: "No."

But what I was thinking in my mind was: "Let's see how it ends when you marry my sister in the future!"

After getting the answer he wanted, Qi Ya put on a peaceful look and said: "There is no uncle or brother-in-law on the way to becoming stronger. We exchange equally. You prepare the meat of 10 bear oxen for me, and I will provide it to you." Ideas!”

Kurta frowned and said:

"Even if it's me, I may not be able to defeat a bear or a bull, let alone kill one. Are you sure there are 10 of them?"

Qi Ya smiled and said: "Why do you think I want to go to the West Island with you? Don't worry, you just need to help me contain them, and I will be responsible for killing them myself."

"What do you need so much bear beef for?" Kurta was still a little confused.

"..." Qi Ya pondered for a moment. After all, he did not say that this was a plan to reserve rations for going to sea. Instead, he said sternly: "It's delicious. I just want to eat it!"