Chapter 850

Teacher San Lei did not say much, took off his shoes, and began catching fish barefoot.

Seeing Teacher San Lei take action, Ning Chen and Lin Yi also took off their shoes and entered the small river.

"Teacher San Lei, let me help you."

Seeing this scene, Teacher San Lei beamed with joy; the two who had arrived not long ago were so sensible, and he felt very gratified.

This small river was teeming with fish and shrimp, which kept coming in a steady stream, and Teacher San Lei caught one with every grab.

However, almost all of them were tiny shrimp and small fish, and Teacher San Lei simply released such small ones.

Ning Chen, imitating Teacher San Lei's manner, also started catching, and as soon as he made his move, he caught a large fish.

Compared to what Teacher San Lei had caught in the bucket, Ning Chen's was obviously much larger.

Teacher San Lei looked and even frowned.

"It seems Ning Chen is very skilled at catching fish."

Ning Chen smiled.

"I dare not accept such praise; I was just imitating Teacher San Lei's manner to catch fish, it was merely a coincidence."

Lin Yi, still struggling, made a flying dive and ended up with his mouth full of sand and pebbles.

Letting out a cry, after placing the fish into the bucket, hearing the sound, Ning Chen immediately turned and ran over.

Teacher San Lei arrived first and had already helped him up.

However, the momentum from just now had nearly knocked Ning Chen over, but in an instant, Ning Chen steadied his footing.

"Be careful, don't fall again, or I won't be able to help you up."

Teacher San Lei made a joke, and Ning Chen smiled and nodded at Teacher San Lei.

He then continued with the task at hand; for some reason, today seemed to bring the best luck, and he caught another large fish.

It was simply like catching a turtle in a jar, obtained without any effort at all.

After steadying himself, Lin Yi continued working, but he was soaked from head to toe and covered in mud.

However, Lin Yi did not care about these things and continued searching for large fish.

Returning to their positions, the three worked with perfect tacit understanding, and the bucket was now half full.

With such a bountiful harvest, Lin Yi felt it was enough.

"Teacher San Lei, Ning Chen, I'm going to the fields to work; you two continue."

The two looked up simultaneously, smiling and nodding at him.

"You two are quite enthusiastic about working."

Teacher San Lei teased Lin Yi, but this also pointed to Ning Chen.

Ning Chen did not know how to respond and simply smiled before taking his leave.

Soon, both of their techniques reached their peak, and the bucket was full of fish and shrimp.

Water was already overflowing from it; the two still held fish and shrimp in their hands, but the capacity had reached its maximum.

Each took what they needed; there was no need for more, and besides, it wouldn't fit.

Teacher San Lei and Ning Chen, without any exchange, simultaneously threw the fish and shrimp in their hands back into the river to release them.

"Let's go; when we return, I'll teach you how to cook."

Ning Chen smiled happily.

"Okay, Teacher San Lei."

The two set off on their journey back to the Mushroom House.

Upon arriving in the fields, Lin Yi saw everyone playing while working.

He hurriedly rushed forward to grab some work, showing great enthusiasm, but lacking skill.

"Lin Yi, stop trying to grab work; rest nearby and look at your whole body."

Hearing Peng Peng's words, Lin Yi became even more energetic; he did not reply but continued with the work in his hands.

He looked capable, panting heavily and sweating, but in reality, there was little progress.

"Lin Yi, listen to me; you are working too hard like this. How about I teach you, and then you learn to work like me; will that be okay?"

With such advice, Lin Yi realized that if he did not listen, it would be somewhat disrespectful.

"Okay, here you go, Peng Peng."

After handing it over to Peng Peng, seeing his skilled posture, Lin Yi was very surprised; he truly did not expect one could work this way.

Seeing Peng Peng continuously leveling the ground ahead, Lin Yi felt he had already understood.

"Peng Peng, Peng Peng, give it back to me, I understand!"

Seeing Lin Yi's enthusiasm, Peng Peng handed it back to him.

Teacher San Lei and Ning Chen, who had returned to the Mushroom House, had already arrived at the entrance of the Yuanzi Sect.

【Wow! This bucket full of fish and shrimp; look how skilled Ning Chen is at catching fish!】

【No, no, no, what you said is wrong; his posture and expression already show that he himself is very surprised!】

The live broadcast room thus became lively, with everyone discussing Ning Chen's fish-catching.

【If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense; this is simply because Ning Chen knows how to catch fish to catch so many.】

【I don't have time to argue with you; just watch the replay later; he simply doesn't know how to catch fish, and I didn't lie.】

The two who had returned to the Mushroom House also stepped onto the path leading into the kitchen.

"Today, let's make pickled vegetable fish; the taste is very authentic."

Hearing the three words "pickled vegetable fish," Ning Chen obviously looked utterly confused.

"I don't think I've ever eaten pickled vegetable fish..."

Undeniably, this statement sounded somewhat pitiful, and Teacher San Lei burst out laughing.

"It doesn't matter. Today, I will not only let you eat it, but also teach you how to cook pickled vegetable fish."

Ning Chen nodded excitedly; he was very eager to ask about cooking.

Teacher San Lei did not chatter on, but instead carried the bucket and walked straight to the kitchen.

Ning Chen silently followed, and seeing Teacher San Lei's skilled technique, Ning Chen expressed his admiration.

Scrubbing the fish, washing the fish, removing the innards—a series of tasks where Teacher San Lei took not a single unnecessary step.

Ning Chen also stared unblinkingly at every step before him, his mind racing, afraid to miss any single step.

And when they reached the step of washing vegetables, Ning Chen wanted to step forward to help, but Teacher San Lei stopped him.

A large palm blocked the way ahead.

"What's wrong, Teacher San Lei?"

"Just watch from the side. You don't need to help today; my true purpose today is to let you understand."

Ning Chen nodded in agreement; he understood that if Teacher San Lei said help wasn't needed, then it truly wasn't needed.

Standing at the doorframe, Ning Chen remained unblinkingly focused; now, seemingly nothing could distract him.

Before seeing it, Ning Chen did not think Teacher San Lei's skill was particularly high.

But seeing is believing, and Ning Chen truly admired him from the bottom of his heart.

When stir-frying the scallion segments, the aroma made Ning Chen swallow his saliva involuntarily.

"I really didn't expect it, Teacher San Lei. I actually know how to cook, but I don't have your level of skill."

Hearing Ning Chen's praise, Teacher San Lei stopped his hand's movements and put the lid on.

"Actually, this isn't about skill or lack thereof; it mainly depends on whether you truly put your heart into it. Everything is like this; as long as you put your heart into it, you can do it well."

Teacher San Lei's words clearly did not refer only to cooking, though at this moment, only cooking was happening.

Ning Chen could also hear the implied meaning.