"What''s up, uncle? I don''t brag about my craft!" the young man said proudly.


    Obviously, after tasting his own barbecue, the teenager was quite satisfied with his performance this time. In particular, little Lori and little bully ate there regardless of their image, which gave the teenager full confidence.


    However, in the face of the young man''s confident question, ye Zan shook his head slightly and said faintly, "it''s OK. It''s barely qualified."


    "What!" when the boy heard this, he jumped up, squinted at Ye Zan, and said disdainfully, "Hey, uncle, don''t pretend. You must bear it like this. Now you must be shouting ''it''s delicious'', right? Don''t worry. I won''t laugh at you!"


    Ye Zan took a funny look at the boy, picked up a piece of barbecue and said, "it''s really ordinary."


    "If you lie, you will be punished. It doesn''t matter if you are punished yourself. Don''t trouble your little sister." the young man said with disbelief on his face.


    "Hehe, it seems that you won''t be convinced. You don''t believe that there are people outside and there are mountains outside." Ye Zan said with a smile.


    "Hum, listen to uncle, you''re going to show your hand and compete with me?" the young man asked with disdain.


    "If you''re afraid, forget it." yezan shook his head and said.


    "No, don''t forget it. I''ll have a look. Uncle, why do you say my craft is not good." the young man hurriedly said, his tone full of dissatisfaction.


    "OK, I''ll convince you." Ye Zan said and grabbed the wild boar not far away, but instead of grabbing the whole wild boar, he grabbed a hind leg as if he had cut it with a knife.


    "Hum, even if they are immortals, they don''t eat fireworks. They can bake anything good. It''s a waste of a good hind leg." the young man looked at the scene and said disapprovingly.


    Ye Zan ignored the boy, but treated the hind legs of the wild boar a little, then put them on the fire.


    In fact, in this virtual world, people''s taste is simulated, so as long as ye Zan slightly adjusts the parameters, the soil can become supreme delicious. However, ye Zan didn''t do that and didn''t need to do that at all. Otherwise, how can he convince the boy in front of him.


    "Boy, is it all right to borrow your seasonings?" yezan asked the boy while turning over the barbecue on the fire.


    The boy, from ye Zan''s technique, saw that the other party didn''t seem to be boasting. However, hearing that ye Zan wanted to use his own seasoning, the boy didn''t deliberately make trouble, but took those bottles and cans, and said with a hard mouth: "just take it and use it, I don''t believe you can really roast meat better than mine."


    Ye Zan smiled and didn''t say anything. He directly took the bottles and cans and began to slowly sprinkle various seasonings on the barbecue. His skill is not in the virtual world. How much seasoning is used and how to match it can reach the extreme of taste, which can be accurate to a millimetre.


    Seeing that ye zansa was very careful, the boy couldn''t help but say, "Hey, uncle, you don''t have to save me. If you lose, you say you save me seasoning."


    "Barbecue eats meat, not seasoning. The role of these seasonings is just to stimulate and set off the delicious meat and make the meat taste more layered, rather than directly construct a complex and exciting seasoning taste." Ye Zan said faintly, without any change in the movement of his hands. With a gentle grinding of his fingers, the thin seasoning was evenly sprinkled on the barbecue.


    "Well, it sounds like it''s true." the boy muttered, but soon twitched his nose and looked at the barbecue on the fire in surprise. Although it smells good, it doesn''t necessarily mean it tastes good, but at least it can show that it won''t taste bad. After all, barbecue is not stinky tofu.


    Soon after, ye Zan nodded with satisfaction and took the barbecue off the fire.


    Little Lori and little bully were all around Ye Zan, staring at the roast wild boar leg with sparkling eyes, and their saliva couldn''t stop dripping on the ground. Ye Zan smiled helplessly, reached out to wipe the saliva from the corners of her mouth and said, "well, look at your hurry, you can eat it right away."


    The young man, who had no pride at this time, came to Ye Zan with a flattering face, handed his dagger with both hands and said, "uncle, come and cut with me."


    "Well," yezan took the dagger and quickly divided the roast wild boar leg into several parts.


    "Well, Dad''s roast meat tastes better than big brother''s." little Laurie shouted vaguely as she ate.


    The young man also took his share. After eating only one bite, he couldn''t help staring. The whole man seemed to be fixed there as if he had been hit by the art of immobilization. The seasoning is just right, without any sudden feeling, which perfectly sets off the delicacy of the barbecue. The roasted meat outside and tender inside, coupled with the fragrant gravy, has no sense of dry wood in the taste, and the taste buds on the tongue seem to cheer at this moment. At this time, he finally understood what was the ultimate delicacy and what was so delicious that he almost swallowed it with his tongue.


    After a moment of stunned, the young man''s mouth chewed quickly, and then his eyes fell into the aftertaste. However, even so, he soon ate up one of his barbecue, and his eyes involuntarily fell on the rest of the barbecue.


    "Boy, how do you think my craft is compared with you?" when the people had almost eaten, ye Zan asked the boy.


    "Ah!" the young man was stunned for a moment, his face was slightly red, but he still nodded weakly and said, "uncle''s craft is really much higher than me."


    Ye Zan showed a smile on his face, looked at the boy and said, "do you want to learn?"


    The boy was stunned again, then suddenly raised his head and asked Ye Zan in surprise: "uncle, what do you say, do you mean you can teach me?"


    "Hehe, for your sake of taking good care of the little girl, let alone the barbecue skill, even if you want to learn other skills, I can''t teach you." Ye Zan''s remark is obvious, but anyone with a little mind knows what it means.


    However, the boy, obviously dominated by the food attribute, immediately asked in surprise after hearing Ye Zan''s words: "uncle, you mean I can learn other delicious practices from you in addition to barbecue? Uncle, you can''t be a kitchen fairy in heaven!"


    Ye Zan was asked helplessly and stroked his forehead. He knew that he couldn''t talk in circles with this boy.


    "I mean, such a skill." Ye Zan said, raised his hand and pointed to the distance. A sword light flew away. In an instant, a towering tree in the distance turned into wood, collapsed and scattered on the ground.


    The boy looked at the scene and opened his mouth greatly, as if his chin was going to be frightened off. After a long time, he slowly turned back, looked at Ye Zan incredulously and asked, "Uncle immortal, do you mean that I can learn this immortal skill?"


    "Don''t talk about immortals. We''re just practitioners. We''re far from real immortals. Haven''t you seen two practitioners fighting before? Do you want to have that ability like them?" Ye Zan said faintly, raising his hand to recall the flying sword and letting the inch flying sword hover at his fingertips.


    "Yes, of course. If I had that ability, I could catch prey and eat meat every day." the boy nodded fiercely and said.


    Hearing this answer, ye Zan was puzzled and said, "this boy, why do you just want to eat? Don''t you want to learn how to recover your own property and revenge those who bullied you?"


    "This..." the boy scratched his head and said with some hesitation: "I think I''m happy to live here! They can give them what they want. Anyway, I''m impatient to do those things. As for those who bully me, no one has bullied me. They can''t beat me. Last time, two guys tried to steal my things, but they fell into my trap."


    Ye Zan nodded secretly. It seems that the young man''s mind is not distorted by his life situation. You know, in this virtual divine world, all human physiological and psychological changes can''t escape the monitoring of the game helmet. Therefore, ye Zan can be sure that the young man''s words are not false, but really from his heart.


    "Do you want to learn or not?" asked Ye Zan.


    "Yes!" the young man answered quickly, but then he was very embarrassed and said: "yes, but uncle, I don''t have academic capital, and you can''t see my craft..."


    "Did you take me as a teacher?" Ye Zan couldn''t help laughing. Then his expression changed and said, "if you want to learn, kneel down and kowtow to the teacher. I don''t lack your learning capital."


    The boy didn''t understand anything. Hearing this, he quickly knelt down in front of Ye Zan, bent down and "pounded", which was a series of loud heads, and shouted, "master, please be worshipped by the disciples!"


    "Well, well, a few knocks are enough. You... Get up." speaking of this, ye Zan suddenly found that he had not asked the boy''s name and surname, so after the other party stood up, he asked, "I don''t know your name and surname yet?"


    The young man also scratched his head with a silly smile and said, "big... Master, the disciple''s surname is Shi. The fortune teller said that my five elements are short of wood, so my father named me Shilin."


    "Stone forest?" Ye Zan nodded and then said, "since you have worshipped me as a teacher, I will also tell you about the school. Sit down and listen."


    "Yes, master." Shilin hurriedly sat down beside him.


    Ye Zan didn''t tell Shi Lin about the history of yuqingzong in detail. He simply told him that his school name was yuqingzong, and then his surname was ye mingzan, an elder of yuqingzong. After talking about these, of course, he had to talk about the rules of yuqingzong. The rules were not complicated, just like those of other authentic sects, just respecting teachers and valuing morality Moral constraints.


    Then, ye Zan picked up little Lori and said to Shi Lin, "this is your daughter, named Ye Linglong, who will be your younger martial sister in the future."


    "Angang!" the bully shouted twice, unwilling to be forgotten.


    Ye Zan angrily paws xiaobatian, and then introduces Shi Lin: "this little thing is your younger martial brother and a teacher... Son, his name is ye batian."


    Knowing that Xiaoba is a bully, if you hear ye Zan''s introduction, you may think ye Zan is taking advantage of shit. After all, Baxia is one of the nine sons of the real dragon. Ye Zan said that xiaobaxia is his own son. It''s like recognizing the prince as a son. However, if you don''t know the identity of Xiaoba and hear ye Zan say that the "Little Turtle" is his son, I''m afraid you''ll really laugh to death.


    Shi Lin didn''t know Ba Xia, so he couldn''t help laughing when he heard Ye Zan recognize the "Little Turtle" as his son.


    Ye Zan looked at the stone forest with a calm face. When the stone forest restrained his laughter, he said again, "you little martial brother, is the bully of one of the nine sons of the real dragon. Although it doesn''t bear revenge like Jain, if you underestimate it, you will feel better in the future."


    Bully? Jain? These are mythical beasts. Shilin has heard fairy tales. He can''t recognize the return, but he also knows about the nine sons of the real dragon. Moreover, in the secular world, the image of the nine sons of the real dragon is also widely used by ordinary people.


    Therefore, hearing Ye Zan say the identity of the bully, Shilin immediately showed his surprise, his eyes fell on the bully, and asked Ye Zan in disbelief: "master, you mean this little... Younger martial brother, which we often see and is always pressed under the bully at the bottom of the stone tablet?"


    "Yes, it''s not that it''s pressed under the stone tablet, it''s just that the boy likes heavy objects." Ye Zan said faintly.


    "Wow, I''ve seen many stone statues of Wang Ba carrying stone tablets. This is the first time I''ve seen live ones." Shi Lin exclaimed.


    Bastard pack stone tablet? When Xiaoba heard others call him a little turtle, he couldn''t help getting angry. Unexpectedly, Shilin called out more. The bully turned his head and looked at the stone forest. When he opened his mouth, he ejected a column of water, just like a high-pressure water gun, and rushed the stone forest straight away.


    "It''s time to let your boy say anything!" Ye Zan didn''t mean to help at all. I''m kidding. I said that this bully is his son. What''s that bastard talking about carrying stone tablets? What''s he!


    Of course, although Xiaoba was angry, he still knew the importance and importance. He knew that Shilin was his father''s disciple, so he just sprayed each other into the stream.


    Soon, the wet stone forest returned to Ye Zan. He looked at the bully with lingering fear, turned his head and smiled to Ye Zan and said, "master, younger martial brother, your ability to spray water is really powerful."