When he went out again, Wei He's face had already sunk and he looked at Hu Wan: "Are you helping?"

"No, no, no."

Hu Wan staggered and Shi Mian almost smashed his face.

"You really cut it?"

Wei He's complexion improved, but he was still a little incredible.

Although pushing tofu is just a basic skill, this kid's basic skill is a bit too solid.

"Yes."

Yang Yu's heart was a little nervous, but he still nodded.

He had no idea of ​​hiding his weakness. First, his methods were nothing among the crowd, and second, his current situation was not suitable for hiding his weakness.

Only by showing yourself appropriately can you gain the attention of others.

"Junior Brother Yang, did you use my knife to push the tofu? Have you finished pushing it?"

Hu Wan came to his senses, put down the stone mill, and went to the kitchen to take a look.

When he looked back at Yang Yu, his eyes changed: "Good boy, I'm actually out of my mind..."

Hu Wan certainly knew how difficult it would be to use this knife to push tofu to make it.

He has ten years of experience in killing pigs, but it took him three years to use this knife to push tofu. Yang Yuman only learned to kill for a year, right?

"not bad."

Seeing that all the disciples surrounded him, Wei He reluctantly commented and turned toward the room: "Come early tomorrow, don't have to cut tofu."

Yu Yang nodded quickly.

Turning his back, Wei He stroked his beard with his hands, but his eyes were still a little confused.

Why didn't I find this kid still a genius before...

The next day, Yang Yu would hang out with Hu Wan and others, either working hard or practicing swordsmanship, and staying home in the evening.

The small bag of stones I brought had been eaten.

That night, Yang Yu was still "refining" the broken knife.

Perhaps it is because of the foundation, perhaps it is difficult to get started, and it is easier to get started later. Yang Yu's refining progress has made rapid progress.

Soon, it was more than half.

Because he had been eating stones crazy these days, the Gluttony Cauldron did not continue to fade, which made Yang Yu breathe a sigh of relief.

There was nothing to say all night, and early the next morning, Yang Yu was the first to arrive again.

Although Wei He said he didn't need to cut the tofu, he went into the kitchen and paid a bag of stones to cut all the hundreds of kilograms of tofu.

Wei He was holding the old monkey and basking in the sun. When he saw Yang Yu coming out, he made a random move and signaled him to come over.

"If your hands are stable, your head will be guaranteed."

Wei He shook the lounge chair and half-squinted his eyes and said, "Last time, I said, what is the third condition for learning knife?"

Yang Yu felt nervous and replied:

"ruthless."

Scream~

The rocking chair stopped, and the old man Wei's eyes looked faint, which made Prison Yang feel a little frizzy:

"Tonight, let me see me?"

"What?"

Yu Yang was stunned.

Old Man Wei slowly stood up and paced with his hands behind his back: "I am an executioner. If you want to learn my martial arts, of course you have to..."
Chapter completed!