There was a smell of blood in the air, which was very tempting. The big bad wolf raised his head, twitched his nose a few times, and jogged towards the direction of the bloody smell. The bad wolf was very big, about the same size as a calf.

Not far away, there was a small stone, with a rabbit on it, and blood was flowing out of the wound on the neck. The rabbit was still alive and its limbs were still twitching.

The big bad wolf arched the front paws, raised his butt, and made a low wolf howl. He jumped to the stone. The wolf opened his mouth and held the rabbit in his mouth, turning around and was about to run away. At this moment, a net suddenly fell from the sky. The big bad wolf was very alert and flew up and wanted to escape. Unfortunately, it was too late. As soon as his body was in the air, he tightened his net and hung the big bad wolf in the air. The big bad wolf opened his mouth and made a shrill sound in the net, which was particularly harsh.

The stone was covered with towering ancient trees, and two people were floating down from the tree. It was Zhou Chong and Wang Ao. They saw them grab the rope with their hands and fall from the air. As soon as they reached the ground, Wang Ao grabbed a wooden stick as thick as an arm, and gave it to the Big Bad Wolf. Amid the howling of the Big Bad Wolf, he taught the Big Bad Wolf a lesson: "You scream, you scream, call you, see if you dare to disturb the quietness of the gentleman." Several sticks hit the Big Bad Wolf. The Big Bad Wolf was terrified and howled, and occasionally bared her teeth to demonstrate to Wang Ao.

Wei Liao is now fully devoted to the book and needs a quiet environment. The big bad wolf is so miserable that it is not conducive to his focus on writing the book. Zhou Chong grabbed the stick and pointed it at the big bad wolf's ear. The big bad wolf groaned, fainted, and swayed around the net.

Wang Ao pulled out a short blade with a cold light and said, "I will make you quiet." He suddenly stabbed into the throat of the big bad wolf. When the short blade was pulled, the wolf blood spurted out like water, splashing all over the ground. The big bad wolf twitched for a while, and then he died of anger.

"Brother Zhou, pull out the wolf skin and make a pot of wolf meat soup to nourish the teacher." Wang Ao was very satisfied with his performance and explained to Zhou Chong: "Although the wolf nature is cruel, its meat tastes delicious, especially the soup, which is even more supreme and you will still think about it after eating it."

Zhou Chong thought with a little amused: "I really didn't expect that you are still a glutton, proficient in Yiya's skills." He smiled and said, "Then I'll wait to taste Brother Wang's superb seasoning skills. Brother Wang is proficient in this, but Zhou Chong has a good taste." Cooking is used a lot in modern times. In ancient times, it is not usually mentioned cooking, but generally speaking of seasoning or cooking.

Yi Ya was a favorite minister of Duke Huan of Qi, and his specialty was that he was good at cooking. According to historical records, Duke Huan of Qi did not have the food he cooked, so some people later believed that Yi Ya was the ancestor of the chef. The reason why Yi Ya enjoyed a great reputation in history was not because he was good at cooking skills, but because he was a famous villain. One thing he did was famous in history was that Qi Huan publicly joked that he had eaten all kinds of meat, but he had never eaten human flesh. Yi Ya returned home and killed his son who was over two years old and made it into a meat soup for Duke Huan of Qi to taste it. Therefore, Qi Huan thought that he loved Duke Huan of Huan of Qi and trusted him more, which eventually led to a disaster.

Wang Ao said confidently: "I will not let Brother Zhou be disappointed. Brother Zhou, come, let's peel it first." A short blade created a beautiful sword flower, and cut it on the wolf's belly, and a straight and evenly deep hole appeared. Zhou Chong praised: "Good swordsman, Wu's swordsman is just like this." During the Wu Yue battle for hegemony, the swordsman of Wu was very skillful and famous for a while.

"Brother Zhou has won the award. It's nothing great, it's just a good thing." Wang Aoqian grabbed the wolf skin with both hands, tore it from the hole, and pulled him a big piece of it, revealing the snow-white wolf flesh.

Zhou Chong sighed in his heart: "It's really impossible for them to be so skilled in this way. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't believe anything. This is the real versatility. Those nerds who only know how to read sages but cannot make a living and cannot even take care of themselves when they know that they will definitely be ashamed. Hey, especially in the era when I lived, many college students didn't even know how to cook noodles. They thought they were cooking noodles with cold water, but they cooked a pot of batter. They should be allowed to learn life skills well." Praise: "Brother Wang, good technique! Brother Wang, be careful, you can't damage the fur. I'm of great use."

Zhou Chong, who has lived in modern times for decades, has a modern temperament, which is very new to the ancients. However, the elites of Wang Ao's era did not regard it as new, but as novel, or even magical. His eyes lit up and he asked, "What are the clever ideas Brother Zhou? Can Wang Ao listen first?"

Zhou Chong joked, saying, "Want to know? Exchange the wolf meat soup."

Wang Ao didn't expect Zhou Chong to keep it a secret. He was stunned for a moment and said with a smile: "Good Brother Zhou, you actually extorted Wang Ao. Brother Zhou, this is the act of a thief, not a gentleman." Dao Zhi, a famous robber in ancient China, knows that friends who have read "Zhuangzi".

Zhou Chong retorted, saying, "Brother Wang is such a bad word. This is not extortion, it is a fair deal that you and I want to do. Oh, by the way, Brother Wang, after pulling out the wolf skin, you must also peel off the rabbit skin. Remember, you cannot damage the fur."

Wang Ao turned against Zhou Chong and said, "It's okay to peel off the skin. What's the use of telling me? Otherwise, you have to do it yourself. If you want me to peel it, I'll cut it down and chop it up."

Zhou Chong was not fooled by him and said with a smile: "If you want to see the magical skills of the mountain man, Brother Wang has to reluctantly do it, so you have to dig it out."

"What if I don't?" Wang Ao is not a good-looking lamp.

Zhou Chong Zheng said seriously: "You will regret it for the rest of your life."

Wang Ao looked Zhou Chong at him, but he seemed to be joking, but not joking. He was a little confused about his intentions, and hesitated and asked, "Is it so serious?"

Zhou Chong nodded and stopped talking. Wang Ao agreed happily and said, "Brother Zhou, don't worry, if a hair is damaged, Brother Zhou will only ask Wang Ao."

The two of them worked together, and in a short while they took off the wolf skin and then the rabbit skin. Wang Ao was not bragging, the skin he had peeled was really intact and was not damaged at all.

This kind of skill is just like an experienced butcher. Zhou Chong praised: "Brother Wang is extraordinary in his talent and knowledge. Even such small things in life are so proficient. Zhou Chong admires it."

Wang Ao smiled slightly, shook the short blade in his hand, and said, "Some small paths are not in the eyes of the Fang family. Brother Zhou laughed. When he was studying, he couldn't avoid sleeping in the open and had no food. He had to play wild game and pick wild fruits to satisfy his hunger. After a long time, he would be ripe for this path."

Zhou Chong was a little curious and asked, "Brother Wang is so skilled in this way, so what about Brother Wei?"

"Brother Zhou doesn't know that not only is his talent better than Wang Ao, but he is also far above Wang Ao." Wang Ao praised Wei Liao in admiration and asked Zhou Chong, "Brother Zhou, what do you want to do with wolf skin? "

Zhou Chong corrected: "What I want is not skin, but hair."

"What's the use?" Wang Ao was a little confused.

Zhou Chong replied, "Brother Zhou, don't you think your teacher's eight-style scholar is not decent enough and is not worthy of writing such a masterpiece?"
Chapter completed!