Speaking of seeds, Li Yuezhu really had a lot, and the few of them settled down peacefully.

I also cook by myself in the evening, because among the group, Li Yuezhu has the best cooking skills, so the burden of cooking falls on her.

The people in the village were very simple. Knowing that several young people came to the village and wanted to stay, they actually brought out coarse grains and dry flour cakes at home.

Li Yuezhu thanked everyone one after another. Although the things were not good, people's hearts were priceless.

At night, Li Yuezhu still roasted a few ducks. I don't know what happened to him, but the old man smelled the smell and came to find them again.

"Sir, can you give us a bite?"

The old man's mouth was full of oil after eating.

"He who can win gets it. If you can beat me, I will give you this duck to eat. Humph, if you can't beat me, you'd better shut up."

This fully demonstrates that fists are the last word.

Li Yuezhu didn't say anything. Fortunately, the old man left one for her today.

Li Yuezhu couldn't eat it by himself, so he shared the duck equally with everyone. Ouyang Wenzhu was lucky enough to get a chicken leg. Not to mention, this pretty boy was really good at cooking, but he was too thin.

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Ouyang Wenzhu likes someone who is taller and stronger, just like her father. It is best that he is very skilled in martial arts, and it is best that he is a hero.

Ouyang Wenzhu fantasized while chewing the duck leg, but now she had to add one. The man had better know how to cook, otherwise she would never marry.

After finishing a chicken in three strokes, five divided by two, and drinking millet porridge, several people felt happy.

"I said you have a lot of trouble with this kid!"

The old man had a somewhat muddy voice as he walked up to Li Yuezhu and patted her body.

"My bones are just a little weak, how about it? Do you want to learn a few tricks from me?"

Li Yuezhu didn't expect that just because of a few ducks, he would bribe an old man.

"Old man, I'm already very old. Even if I want to learn from you, I probably won't be able to learn."

The old man nodded: "You are still somewhat self-aware, but I have a technique here that is quite suitable for you. What do you think? Do you want to become a disciple?"

The old man was stroking his beard very proudly. You must know that there are countless people in the world who want to worship him as their teacher. If it weren't for the fact that this boy has an excellent taste in cooking, he would definitely not accept them.

Worship him as your teacher.

"I'm sorry, old man, I don't want to learn kung fu right now."

Ouyang Wenzhu really scolded Li Yuezhu for being stupid. Even he could see that this old man was very good at kung fu, and that pretty face should be trained. With his small body, he probably wouldn't be able to hold a wife in the future, so how could he marry one?

Where is the wife?

Ouyang Wenzhu also admired Li Yuezhu very much because of these meals. Their family had a total of five cooks, but the skills of these five cooks were average. She had long been tired of eating. However, in the past two days,

, rice porridge subverted her impression of food.

The old man was actually looking forward to accepting this boy as his disciple.

Although this boy is a bit older, it does not prevent him from developing good skills. After all, skills are developed by oneself and are not added out of thin air.

"Then you have to think clearly! There will be no store like this after passing this village."

The old man was sitting cross-legged inside the house, not minding the damp ground at all.

"Hey, you kid, do you know who I am, old man? I am the famous mandarin duck stick Feng Ke."

"You are the famous Feng Ke."

Several people had not responded yet, but Ouyang Wenzhu, who was engrossed in eating from the side, screamed and looked at Feng Ke with sparkling eyes.

"Well, finally there is someone who understands."

The old man was very proud. It seemed that this group of young men with good skills were so ignorant, and they didn't know which corner they ran out of.

"Are you Feng Ke who threw the mandarin duck stick somewhere?"

Ouyang Wenzhu stood up excitedly. Originally, he had some resistance to this old man. After all, the old man was not only old but also a coward. The clothes he was wearing were either torn or dirty. Even the old man begging on the roadside was worse than him.

Dress well.

As Ouyang Wenzhu of Fairy Sword Villa, how could he take pity on an old man?

But ever since he found out that this old man was Feng Ke, Ouyang Wenzhu's attitude changed completely.

"Where did you hide that mandarin duck stick?"

Among the top ten unsolved mysteries of the world, the whereabouts of Yuanyanggun ranks third. Although this old man was extremely romantic when he was young, Yuanyanggun's reputation is also quite resounding.

I heard that there is a set of mental techniques in Yuanyang Stick that can help people reach the sky in one step. However, since this rumor came out, Yuanyang Stick has disappeared.

"I heard that the mandarin duck stick is buried in your tomb, but you are not dead, why do you want to build a tomb for yourself?"

Ever since he found out that the old man was Feng Ke, Ouyang Wenzhu started talking non-stop, without any sense of being a lady.

"Well," the old man obviously said, "if you can find the brightest thing in the world, I will tell you where the mandarin duck stick is!"

The rumors are indeed credible!

Ouyang Wenzhu stood up. He had long heard that this old man was crazy. If he wanted to know the whereabouts of the mandarin duck stick, he had to find the brightest thing in the world. Many people came to the old guy with things in hand, but they all came impromptu.

Returned disappointed.

"The brightest thing..."

Ouyang Wenzhu also considered this problem before. The brightest thing is the sun in the sky, but how can Feng Ke get the sun in the sky!

"Old man, what is the most beautiful thing in your mind?"

Ouyang Wenzhu adopted a roundabout strategy. It was rumored that there was a skill in the mandarin duck stick, and that the workshop could allow people to reach the sky in one step and unify the world.

Unify the world! How happy he would be if he gave it to his father!

Feng Ke lay on the ground, crossed his legs, broke off a branch from the side, and held it in his mouth leisurely.

"Does the old man also want to rest here tonight?"

Xiao Jinyan was sitting in a wheelchair, looking at the old man lying comfortably on the ground.

Feng Ke raised his head and looked at the man. If it weren't for this man, Feng Ke would never have left a duck for them.

Among these people, Feng Ke was the only one who could tell his strength at a glance, only that man.

Feng Ke frowned.

"Why, you don't welcome me, old man?"
Chapter completed!