"Are you going to make braised monster meat?"
Yu Lingchun watched Chen Ping skillfully dissect a piece of monster meat, her eyes bright.
"Uncle, do you want to make braised monster meat?" Zhang Xianqiu also stood on tiptoe with a pair of short legs, holding on to the edge of the stove with both hands, stretched her neck and raised her head, looking at the trembling piece under Chen Ping's knife The oily monster meat shuddered.
The monster's flesh trembled, and her throat also trembled.
Chen Ping held down her round head with a double bun with one hand:
"Stop, stop climbing up, you are about to bleed."
"It's monster meat jerky."
Since moving here, Zhang Xianqiu occasionally runs to Chen Ping to play with Yu Lingchun. When there is something delicious to eat, she doesn't want to go back until her father grabs her ears and takes her back.
Chen Ping is somewhat used to it.
Because Chen Ping held her head down with one hand, Zhang Xianqiu pushed her head upwards with all her strength, but gave up after it didn't help.
"oh."
"Demon meat jerky, do you want to be an uncle?" Zhang Xianqiu took a sip and didn't hear what Chen Ping said clearly. Her mind was on the monster meat jerky, and her throat kept trembling.
...Brother Zhang, please have another one.
...This account is useless.
Chen Ping ignored the little brat, and after cutting the meat, he greeted Yu Lingchun:
"I'll teach you how to make it. I'll leave this job to you from now on. ...This is spice. The most important thing is to remember the dosage... There are many flavors to choose from, and you don't need to add spices. Then It’s the original flavor, but it can also be made into spicy, fragrant, or bacon-flavored... Whatever flavor you want, you can make it your own."
"Um."
Yu Lingchun nodded.
Silently writing down the various flavors, she also remembered the flavors Chen usually ate. Except for spicy food, which she is not used to, she likes all other flavors.
"Why do you know everything?" Yu Lingchun said happily.
She found that her husband was like a treasure that could never be dug out.
Chen Ping smiled lightly:
"It's just a little trick, it's all forced by life. The future is long, and we will get better and better in the future."
Yu Lingchun's face was filled with sunshine:
"Um."
After a pause, he added:
“It’s good right now!”
"..."
Chen Ping was very happy to teach his little daughter-in-law how to make monster meat jerky step by step. He took the time to read the book "The Art of Controlling Beasts" he just bought.
This book is very thick, divided into different stages of animal control techniques, and covers different animals.
It is still very good for monks in the Qi refining stage.
It allows monks in the Qi Refining Stage to control ordinary animals or micro-spiritual animals to a certain extent, and act according to the owner's wishes under the influence of the owner.
This caged bird given by the stall owner will do.
From this perspective, this spell is not so much a beast-controlling technique as it can be said to be a beast-repelling technique.
In short: make the beast obey.
Chen Ping found the volume of the Royal Sparrow and read it carefully.
This spell focuses on the empathy between humans and animals, understanding the habits of animals, grasping the inner meaning of every move of the target animal, and understanding the potential demands that the animals want to express.
Try to communicate and interact with it.
You have to 'turn' yourself into an animal first.
It's not just as simple as chanting a spell and casting a spell.
After a while, Chen Ping tried to recite the incantation.
The sparrow in the cage is as big as a sparrow. It is a micro-spiritual bird. It has a higher IQ than ordinary sparrows, but it is not high enough to communicate with people.
At this moment, when he saw Chen Ping looking at him with bright eyes, he was jumping around in fright.
"Brother Bird, don't be afraid. We're not trying to get rid of you, we're just communicating." Chen Ping stretched out his hand to comfort him.
Then continue casting.
...still chirping.
Continue casting.
...still chirping.
'Well, well, I'm not very good at being an animal. I am indeed an honest person. '
'Forget it, let's talk about it later. '
.......
It was snowing outside the window, and the snow in the yard was at least thirty centimeters thick, and everything was completely white.
In this kind of weather, it’s best to stay at home.
Chen Ping explored the art of controlling beasts at home for a while, and then focused on practicing the exercises. But in the end, he couldn't bear the restlessness in his heart and decided to go to Ning Mansion and Liu Mansion.
After saying hello to Yu Lingchun, he went out.
He first went to the north of the city to find Guo Zizhao to sell the spiritual stone of "Piaomiao Continent Illustrated".
"Brother, we are in trouble." Guo Zizhao said hurriedly as soon as he saw Chen Ping.
Chen Ping's eyes turned cold:
"What's going on?"
"Brother, I was targeted when I was selling books in Chengdongfang City a few days ago. After I escaped by luck, I haven't found anyone to sell the books in the past few days. But I have also asked around in the past few days, is there any The members of the Shao Gang are all secretly snooping, and the people of the Wild Wolf Gang are even more active. They are not easy to mess with." Guo Zizhao was a little timid.
...It's the Wild Wolf Gang again... Chen Ping was a little irritated, not because he had lost his way of making money, but Chen Ping had no intention of selling. But he was simply unhappy with the Wild Wolf Gang.
This account must be settled sooner or later.
...Sure enough... Chen Ping understood that the benefits of "Illustrated Misty Continent" were too great.
It is inevitable that some people will be jealous.
Although Guo Zizhao was careful in his work and distributed it to many people for sale, the drawing techniques of these books were consistent and it was easy to guess that they were written by one person.
As long as you catch this person, you will catch the source of wealth.
A solitary cultivator would not dare to touch this temptation, but a gang might not.
"Don't sell it yet. I came here this time to inform you that the book is no longer for sale." Chen Ping explained.
I've earned enough, there's no need to take any more risks.
It is the last word to accept it as soon as it is ready.
Recently, he has not painted "Piaomiao Continent Illustration" again.
"yes, Sir."
"A fellow Taoist named Lin Changshou moved to this street. He said he admired his elder brother and visited me several times. He hoped that we could work together for him. What do you think, elder brother?" Guo Zizhao paused, not daring to make a decision rashly. .
Chen Ping said impatiently:
"It's up to you. No matter how many people you bring, the share of labor and management will remain the same. It's up to you to decide. Just don't cause trouble for labor and management. But there hasn't been much trouble recently."
After Guo Zizhao got the promise, he happily expressed his understanding.
Then he shared some recent news in the city with Chen Ping.
When talking about evacuating Lianyuncheng, Guo Zizhao hesitated for a moment, but finally decided to ask directly:
"...Brother, will you leave after spring?"
Chen Ping snorted with a nasal tone as an answer.
Hearing this, Guo Zizhao said urgently:
"Brother, can you take me with you? I don't want to stay in Lianyuncheng anymore."
Chen Ping was noncommittal.
Guo Zizhao is steady in his work, bold yet cautious, wise and not rash. Overall, he is a good secret assistant.
It is also a good choice if you can take it to the next city.
"Get ready first and wait for news from me."
"Okay, big brother."
"..."
Chen Ping explained a few more words, then took back the spirit stone from Guo Zizhao and went to the West District.
Go back to your old club first---
---Ning Mansion.
