The Rise of Angels in the Hero Company

Chapter 315 Yan and Leng don’t get along

"Why did you come to the kitchen if you didn't just stay in the living room? Don't you want to keep your fingers dry?"

"Can't I come here to study? If I fall in love with a mortal in the future, I can prepare him three meals a day and fulfill my duty as a good wife and mother." Angel Yan, who was about to express his ideals, Seeing Qin Wuyou's expression of "keep making things up and I'll see what tricks you can make up", I felt a little guilty. "Okay, I admit that I don't want to face Angel Leng's face anymore in the living room. I'm afraid I won't be able to help but beat her."

That's right. If Thaksin said that Angel Yan can kill demons more neatly than anyone else, if he said that she would be a virtuous and virtuous wife and mother, then he would rather believe that roosters can lay eggs and sows can climb trees. And what’s there to learn from making a bowl of noodles by yourself? You learn how to be a der, isn't it just a skill?

"Instructor, I'm staying well on Earth. If you and King Tianji suddenly bring me here, you have to tell me what you want me to do, right?" Angel Yan asked. She had wanted to ask for a long time, but she temporarily forgot about it because she was taking care of these two miserable patients. She just had time now.

Looking at the boiling hot water in the pot, I took the noodles on the side and put them into the water. I watched the noodles gradually soften under the boiling hot water in the pot and blended into the water. I took out my chopsticks and stirred them casually.

"I came to fight with you." Qin Wuyou responded casually.

"Fight? I like this. As long as he is not a good person, my sister will definitely let him experience the dangers of the world. Tell me who you want me to fight?" When he heard that he was going to fight, Angel Yan changed his previous lazy posture and pressed his finger. The joints were crackling, and he was completely ready to try.

"Hit me." Qin Wuyou said calmly.

"Ah? Hitting you? Isn't that bad?" Angel Yan was a little stunned when he heard Qin Wuyou's answer.

"There's nothing wrong with it. I called you here just to fight with me. Why did I call you here if you don't want to fight me?"

"Then... that's fine."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was only a "pop" sound, and a crisp and loud slapping sound resounded in this small space. Qin Wuyou staggered when he was slapped, and the huge force almost put his whole head into the pot.

"Are you really sick? Why did you hit me?" Qin Wuyou covered the back of his head, his eyes widened, and he looked at Angel Yan angrily and yelled.

"Didn't you ask me to beat you? I have never heard such a strange request. What a kind angel, of course I will meet your request." Angel Yan said seriously.

He glanced at his palm from time to time, and shook it gently in disbelief. Damn it, I actually beat up the angel instructor, those old angels who couldn’t control the faith, I am an angel and I’m so awesome, who can do it, if those old angels know that they won’t cut me into pieces Bar? I can go three years without washing these hands. Not to mention, it feels pretty good.

Since Qin Wuyou appeared, those old angels who originally ignored the world have been born one after another. They treated him with respect. Each of them treated the new generation of angels as if they were worth 2,580,000 yuan, but when they looked at him, they were like With a fanatical look on his face. And this guy is actually the husband of Queen Kesha and King Tianji, and he is even the man of a simple girl like Lingxi. It's unbearable to travel on three boats. The new generation of female angels who came to the earth with Queen Keisha saw that the queen who was a being of their faith and who was supposed to be aloof from the world was actually affectionate with this guy. At that moment, the faith of countless angels collapsed.

"I asked you to come here to spar with me, not to attack me now! There must be something seriously wrong with your mind." Qin Wuyou glared at Angel Yan angrily and said through gritted teeth. "Blame me? You didn't make it clear yourself." Angel Yan spread his hands and said innocently, with a tinge of grievance on his face. If you look carefully, you can still find the pride and joy hidden deep in her eyes.

"You...forget it, go out. I don't want to see you, my liver hurts!" Seeing Angel Yan pretending to be innocent, Qin Wuyou waved his hand to drive him away.

"No, instructor, you also know that if I go out now, I will definitely start a fight with Leng. You don't want to see the two of us tearing down the house, right? Just let me stay here, and let me learn. I swear I won't hinder you this time, just pretend I don't exist." Angel Yan raised three fingers and swore solemnly.

Hearing this, Qin Wuyou leaned back slightly and looked towards the living room through the gap between Angel Yan and the door frame. Sure enough, she saw Angel Leng lying on the sofa staring here, her eyes a little confused and unkind. It must be that her roar just now aroused her curiosity. Angel Yan was right. As long as the two of them stayed together, they would definitely get angry. If they were not careful, they would demolish their residence. In order not to live on the street, Qin Wuyou had no choice but to give in.

"You can stay here if you want, but you are not allowed to speak. I don't want to hear another word from your mouth."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Angel Yan made a zipper closing motion with his hand to indicate that he understood.

Seeing that Angel Yan finally stopped making trouble, Qin Wuyou once again turned his attention back to what he was currently doing. A few minutes later, in the quiet atmosphere between the two of them, Qin Wuyou lifted the lid of the pot on the stove. A burst of hot air hit his face, and the white noodles tumbled in the hot water.

Looking at the cooked noodles in the pot, Qin Wuyou took out three bowls and put them in order. He used chopsticks to scoop up the noodles in the pot and distribute them evenly into each bowl, adding hot water and seasonings one by one.

Looking at the plain noodles in the bowl, Qin Wuyou shook his head slightly helplessly. Looking at the appearance made him lose the desire to eat. But they had no choice but to make do with it. When they came to this planet, they didn't think about food at all, so they had no reserves. In addition, due to differences in cultural development, I know very little about food, so I can only do my best under limited conditions.

Qin Wuyou picked up the eggs that had been set aside for later use and was about to crack them and put them into the oil pan nearby to prepare a poached egg. But when he picked up the egg, he paused slightly and looked at the egg with the statue of Kesha in his hand. It was originally just a random thing to pass the time when he was bored while waiting, but now he felt a little inexplicable reluctant to part with it. There seems to be no reluctance to damage the work. Qin Wuyou couldn't help but laugh at his own psychology, put it aside, then picked up other eggs and continued his work.

After making the poached eggs, Qin Wuyou picked up the cucumber and sharp knife beside him. With the rotation of his fingers, the sharp knife seemed to be given life, spinning rapidly in his hand. Various difficult movements were like a dance feast, which was dazzling and overwhelming.

Pieces of cucumber crumbs fell, and in less than a minute, Qin Wuyou had already put down the knife in his hand. At this time, the cucumber placed on the chopping board had long lost its plain appearance, leaving behind exquisite and vivid carvings of roses. In addition to the wrong color, if you don't look carefully, you can't tell the authenticity from the fake. While you admire the exquisiteness of the carvings, you have to admire the exquisiteness and ingenuity of Qin Wuyou's craftsmanship.

After the decoration of this carving, the originally plain noodles became a little more appetizing, and all the work was carried out in an orderly manner.

Twenty minutes later, all the work was completed. Qin Wuyou picked up the bowls on the table one by one and walked out of the kitchen.

(End of this chapter)