"Otherwise? I'm telling you, don't underestimate this thing."
Fan Jin took the slingshot from Qin Yuan's hand and said with a proud look on his face: "Just relying on the bird-shooting skills I have practiced since childhood, I didn't even get second place in the shooting assessment!"
When Yan Poyue heard this, he immediately became energetic. He had received various trainings since childhood and had no problems with his physical fitness or combat skills. The only weakness was his marksmanship. Now he finally had the opportunity to improve his marksmanship. How could he not be excited? Woolen cloth.
"Monitor, please teach me!"
To be honest, Yan Poyue bent down, held up his hands, and placed them in front of Fan Jin, with a look of deep desire on his face.
"Yan Poyue, when you bent down just now, I thought you were going to call me dad, hahaha." Qin Yuan laughed out loud.
"Go away, how could I have such an old son?" Fan Jin waved his hands repeatedly, but still put the slingshot in Yan Poyue's hand.
Yan Poyue ignored Qin Yuan's taunts and walked forward happily with his slingshot.
"Hey, you don't have any ammunition, what are you going to do?" Fan Jin looked a little helpless. Why didn't he see this guy being so tough before?
"Remember, I only have a hundred steel balls here. Each one is very precious. After the training is over, not one of them will be left behind. Do you hear me clearly?"
"Yes!" Yan Poyue responded, taking the box containing the steel balls first and striding forward.
Qin Yuan was about to follow him to watch the fun, but Fan Jin grabbed his shoulders and asked, "What are you doing?"
"Training.
"With your skills, why do you need to train?" Fan Jin laughed and scolded, "By the way, how did you learn to shoot a slingshot? You are better than me."
Qin Yuan chuckled lightly. He had been trained by his grandfather in all kinds of devils since he was a child. Shooting a slingshot was one of them. I heard that it was passed down from his great-great-grandfather. In that era when weapons and ammunition were scarce, if he could shoot a slingshot well, he would be able to perform well. Not a small effect.
"My grandpa taught me everything."
"No wonder." Fan Jin nodded thoughtfully, then patted Qin Yuan's shoulder and said sincerely: "I will teach Yan Poyue some lessons later. Although he is a bit arrogant and difficult to get along with, he is actually a human being. It’s still good, you are still comrades, and you should help each other.”
"No problem." Qin Yuan nodded casually. Of course he wouldn't mind mentioning Yan Poyue at a critical moment. After all, if he was so beaten that he gave up on himself, how would he get the system reward?
"Okay, then I'll go back first. There's a lot of things to do in the cooking class, so I don't have time to play with you two."
Fan Jin said it was a joke, then turned around and left.
At this moment, the system’s voice rang:
【Ding dong~ Congratulations to the host for hitting Yan Poyue hard and getting A-level golden sore medicine*10! 】
"A-grade gold sore medicine, it seems to be pretty good."
About an hour later, Yan Poyue was finally able to hit the target with his slingshot. Naturally, Qin Yuan was too lazy to say anything. He looked at the time and left quickly.
Early the next morning, Qin Yuan and Yan Poyue helped Fan Jin in the kitchen, cutting vegetables and so on.
Suddenly, Fan Jin seemed to have thought of something and waved to the two of them. "You two come here."
Qin Yuan and Yan Poyue looked at each other. Although they didn't know what happened, they still walked over.
"As the saying goes, why are you shouting? You two have been in the cooking class for a while, but you can't even cook. It's really a bit shameful."
"Squad leader, aren't you here? We just need to eat. Why do we need to learn to cook?" Qin Yuan seemed a little embarrassed. He had never turned a spoon since he was a child, and of course he didn't want to learn now.
"Haha, Qin Yuan, aren't you worried that you won't be able to learn?"
Yan Poyue looked at Qin Yuan provocatively.
"What did you call me? I didn't hear you clearly just now. Say it again."
Qin Yuan said with a smile.
"You!" Yan Poyue's face froze, he gritted his teeth and said in an unusually aggrieved voice, "Brother Yuan."
"Hey, that's right. Don't forget, this is only the second day, and there are still five days left. Don't call me wrong in the future."
"Hmph, I'm going to make another bet with you. If I win, I won't have to call you Brother Yuan anymore."
Yan Poyue's eyes were fixed on Qin Yuan.
"Okay, what's the bet?" Qin Yuan looked indifferent.
"Just bet on who can cook better."
"no problem!"
As soon as Qin Yuan finished speaking, the system's voice rang.
【Ding dong~ A system mission is now released. Defeat Yan Poyue in the cooking competition and be randomly rewarded with an S-level skill. 】
Let me go, is there such a good thing? Is it too easy to obtain this S-level skill?
"Hey, hey, why are you two fighting again? Also, do any of you know how to cook now? Fan Jin seems a little helpless. Are these two guys naturally at odds with each other?
"Squad leader, didn't you teach us this? Come on, don't waste time. The soldiers will come to eat later."
Looking at Qin Yuan with a smile on his face, Fan Jin rolled his eyes, but still picked up the spray gun and lit the fire.
"Keep an eye on it. Today I will give you my best skill. Just watch it."
Fan Jin said, first pouring a plate of cut tofu into the boiling hot water, and at the same time setting up another iron pot, adding cooking oil and various seasonings, and then thickening it with starch..."
Qin Yuan and Yan Poyue both stretched their heads and watched Fan Jin's every move very carefully, for fear of missing a step.
Not long after, a tempting aroma came out from the hot pot that Fan Jin was constantly turning.
"Okay, come and have a taste."
Fan Jin put the braised tofu into a plate, wiped the sweat from his face with his hand, and said to the two of them.
Qin Yuan and Yan Poyue looked at each other, picked up their chopsticks in unison, and took a serious taste.
"Well, not bad. It's smooth but not greasy. It melts in your mouth. The monitor's craftsmanship is truly amazing."
"The various seasonings are used just right, which can bring out the fresh flavor of tofu without covering up its original taste. If this goes out, it will definitely be at the level of a chef."
"Do I need your praise?" Fan Jinshou answered the question and went to the company to ask around. Who wouldn't be full of praise for the braised tofu that I, Old Fan, personally cooked?
"That's right, the squad leader can definitely be called the God of Cooking."
"Okay, okay, don't blame me. I just demonstrated it to you. I didn't mean to flatter you from behind. Do you remember the steps and details?"
Qin Yuan smiled brightly, pointed at his head and said, "They're all here."
Yan Poyue nodded coolly, his eyes full of confidence.
"Then why are you still standing there? Didn't you two just make a bet? Hurry up and get started."
"no problem!"
The two of them looked at each other, then came to the stove and began to work in full swing.
