Let's start by analyzing the sun

"Pfft!"

Accompanied by a loud whistling sound, a large amount of steam burst out instantly.

The four wheels of the crystal energy car were instantly locked, and the vehicle stopped by the side of the road.

The braking system of this type of transportation uses pneumatic braking, so each time it starts and stops, it emits a whistling sound of steam.

Cheng Han came from another time and space and was accustomed to advanced hydraulic braking. Naturally, he felt that this was an extremely backward design, and the harsh sound was really uncomfortable.

But the common people of this world didn't care.

People who own crystal energy cars wish it were louder.

Cheng Han greeted Qian Qingqing: "See you tomorrow."

The little girl returned a sweet smile: "See you tomorrow!"

Cheng Han waved his right hand towards the driver in the front row, who was the little girl's father, 'Qian Yiqing': "Goodbye, Uncle Qian."

Qian Yiqing returned with a smile: "Goodbye!"

Cheng Han pushed the car door open and quickly got out of the car.

Behind him.

The crystal energy car started from slow to fast.

Qian Qingqing followed Cheng Han with her eyes through the glass window until the night completely obscured his figure.

Qian Yiqing glanced at his daughter's expression through the rearview mirror and couldn't help but shake his head: "Qingqing, no wonder you suddenly became so interested in cooking half a year ago.

"I have a feeling that you know this tablemate's preferences very well? I'm afraid you don't know your own father this well."

This father felt a strong sense of sourness in his heart when he thought of his daughter rushing into the kitchen as soon as she got home to discuss cooking skills with his wife.

A treatment that he himself couldn't imagine was being enjoyed by a teenager.

It's outrageous!

Qian Yiqing looked heartbroken: "You only let me taste a few of the pastries you made. If I eat a few more, you look unhappy. Are you afraid that Cheng Han won't eat enough?"

This middle-aged man truly felt that this daughter was raised in vain.

No.

It should be that she helped raise that kid named 'Cheng Han'.

Qian Qingqing couldn't hold it in after being told this and quickly comforted her father: "Okay, okay, I'll make you a plate of 'Lin Hua Cake' tonight."

She quickly found an excuse: "Didn't I tell you yesterday? Cheng Han just condensed his source sense imprint and is about to start body tempering."

"And this process requires a lot of nutrition to achieve a better body tempering effect. You also know that Cheng Han is an orphan. I am his tablemate, so I want to help him."

This explanation sounded reasonable.

But the middle-aged man immediately discovered the flaw.

Qian Yiqing curled his lips and teased: "I really didn't see that you actually have the ability to predict the future and started helping your tablemate half a year in advance."

Qian Qingqing replied confidently: "Cheng Han's living expenses are limited. At that time, I was just helping him improve his living standards. This is helping others!"

Qian Yiqing immediately retorted: "There are so many students in your class, and more than one or two have poor family conditions. Why do you have to help Cheng Han?"

The father and daughter argued like this all the way.

However, despite the argument, Qian Yiqing felt in his heart that his daughter's vision was actually very accurate.

Just like me!

*

After Cheng Han got out of the car, he didn't go straight home.

He walked dozens of meters and entered a 'firewood shop', which is a shop that specializes in selling fuel blocks, firewood, and other items.

Throughout Qinglin City, these types of firewood shops are almost everywhere, and the shopkeepers are also responsible for delivering goods to your door, so the service is quite thoughtful.

Since he had a large sum of money coming in today, considering that the long winter was coming soon, he planned to order a batch of firewood.

Although fuel blocks are easier to use, just put them in the stove. They are not only convenient and quick, but the firepower is also very stable, but it is more cost-effective to burn firewood for heating.

He discussed with the shopkeeper for a while and bought three thousand catties of white bark wood. Even if he burned firewood non-stop all day, it would be enough for more than two months of use.

It's not that he doesn't want to buy more.

It's just that the house is too small and can't store so much.

The male shopkeeper calculated for a moment and quoted the price: "White bark wood is more durable, so the price is slightly more expensive. It requires one copper coin for two catties. Three thousand catties is fifteen silver coins, and the delivery fee is fifty copper coins."

If it were the former owner, how could he be willing to spend so much money?

But Cheng Han's current monthly income is as high as more than one hundred silver coins, which is definitely a high income in the eyes of ordinary people. For him, this little money is just a drop in the bucket.

At this time.

A girl with a ponytail walked quickly into the store and shouted in a clear voice: "Dad, Mom told you to..."

She stopped halfway through her words.

The girl stared straight at Cheng Han, her expression a little excited and with a little admiration: "Senior Cheng Han, why did you come to my store?"

The male shopkeeper was stunned, his tone revealing deep surprise: "You are the student who knocked down the feather beast in one fell swoop?"

Cheng Han was a little confused.

He already understood that the ponytail girl was a student of No. 15 Middle School, but how did even a firewood seller know about what happened this morning?

The news spread too fast!

The male shopkeeper gave him a thumbs up and said generously: "You young man are amazing! This time, the delivery fee will be waived by our store."

The girl interjected: "Only waive it this time?"

The word "only" fully showed her inclination.

The male shopkeeper touched his head and became more generous: "Okay, it's all free from now on."

Faced with this situation, Cheng Han could only sincerely say: "Thank you!"

The girl giggled and said: "Senior, I am Luan Yan from Class 8, Grade 2. If my classmates know that Senior bought firewood from my store and there are no discounts, they will definitely say that my family is too stingy."

This is obviously another child who is good at "turning her elbow outwards."

The male shopkeeper glanced at his daughter and shook his head helplessly.

Just for your classmates' evaluation, how much less money will our family make?

What a sin!

Cheng Han felt very strange.

He never expected that he could now enjoy discounts with his face. No wonder so many people like to be famous.

For a firewood shop, three thousand catties of firewood is not much. The shopkeeper called a worker, worked hard to load the goods, and then pulled the cart out the door.

Luan Yan enthusiastically bid farewell: "Senior Cheng Han, welcome to visit next time!"

Cheng Han waved his hand in response and left the firewood shop.

*

Due to the delay of many affairs, it was already nine o'clock in the evening when Cheng Han roasted a fat cave rabbit and shared the feast with the black cat.

He moved a piece of white bark wood and smiled: "Officer, let me show you a trick, do you want to see it?"

The black cat curiously raised its head: "Meow~"

Cheng Han raised a finger, activated the True Flame Remnant Imprint with his mind, and a bright little fireball instantly appeared on his fingertip.

He raised his right hand, grabbed the fireball, and made a "pulling" gesture.

Along with this action, a thin line comparable to a needle tip appeared between his hands, with a dark red color.

The black cat's eyes widened all of a sudden.

It could see that the thin line seemed to be made of flames.

But the problem is, how could flames turn into this form?

It's amazing!

Cheng Han suddenly shouted: "Watch carefully!"

He suddenly raised his right hand and made a "whipping" motion.

The fire line quickly passed by and accurately hit the white bark wood.

A puff of green smoke immediately came out.

Cheng Han kicked the white bark wood with his left foot.

"Bang!"

This section of wood that could be held in both hands was suddenly divided into two pieces, the middle section was pitch black, as if it had been scorched by fire.

Cheng Han asked with a smile: "How was this trick?"

This is the new skill acquired after completing the True Flame Remnant Imprint today - transforming flames into silk.

"Meow~"

The black cat's cry was full of disbelief.

Cheng Han smiled very happily: "It will be convenient to split firewood in the future. This trick can save a lot of effort."

In fact, the skill of transforming flames into silk is far more than just saving a little effort. It is also an extremely powerful means of attack.

Just imagine, what would be the consequences of throwing a flame silk whip at the enemy and hitting their body?

Naturally, it would be cut in two with one whip!

Although the current limit distance of the whip does not exceed five meters, as his strength becomes stronger and stronger, breaking through thirty meters or even fifty meters is not too far away.

In short, the future is promising!

Cheng Han stroked the cat's head and talked about another thing: "Do you still remember Chen Zhengyang?"

The black cat flicked its tail: "Meow~"

Cheng Han talked eloquently: "From the current situation, Chen Zhengyang should just be a 'puppet' controlled in secret. The mastermind behind the scenes is probably hiding around.

"The official may have discovered a trace of clues about this person and is quietly pursuing him, and this person has noticed it, so he will behave so carefully."

The black cat pricked up its ears and listened intently.

Cheng Han added: "The white claw crow I sent out monitored Chen Zhengyang for a whole day today, but found nothing, which just illustrates this point."

He pointed to the firewood and continued: "I thought of a way before, maybe I can make a fuss about the firewood to test Chen Zhengyang..."

Halfway through speaking, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he suddenly had an understanding.

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