Die For Life

　　 When Leyu returned home, she found her sister Qian Yuya had returned, and she seemed to be washing vegetables in the backyard.

　　 Qianjia has a backyard. The most important tool in the backyard is a water press. Domestic water is drawn from the water press. Tap water technology has been applied, but it has nothing to do with ordinary people.

Le Yu thought for a while, he was willing to lick his face and wait for the meal, but he had nothing to do during the meal. He didn't have a mobile phone and computer. The only book at home was either Qian Yuli's reference book or Qian Yuya's textbook—— It's better to help with cooking after seeing those.

Qian Yuliu usually doesn't go home before dinner is ready. In fact, after graduation and work, Qian Yuliu never went home before dark-he either worked overtime in the Statistics Department and secretly eavesdropped, or The Department of Statistics exercises tactics on the school grounds.

　　 Leyu also thought about whether to exercise his tactics, but Qian Yuliu's experience told him that this is not a training that will have obvious results after ‘work hard for a few weeks’.

Take the table tennis of the previous life as an analogy. The tactics of the vast majority of people in this world are equivalent to the level of a community table tennis player; and military school graduates are about the level of a city-level table tennis player; like Qian Yuliu. , Probably just stepping into the threshold of provincial athletes.

　　 Therefore, if Leyu wants to surpass the realm of Qianyu Liu's tactics, it means that it must go further on the basis of provincial athletes-this cannot be done by ‘work hard’ alone.

　　 0 to 60 points are simple, but the effort and talent required to move from 80 points to 90 points are several times the former.

　　Rao is an extraordinary person with such outstanding physical talents as Qian Yuliu, and at this age he can only reach the level of the ‘Basic Badao Ryu’s bite warfare’. If Leyu thinks that he can surpass Thousand Plumes with one effort, it would be too low for the genius of this world.

　　 What's more, the method of combat is really difficult. Even if the memory of Qian Yuliu is digested by the happy language, the use of the higher level of the method of combat is still ‘the brain seems to understand but the body does not understand.’

　　 Study, learn a fart, it is better to go home and eat with my sister honestly.

Leyu came to the backyard and saw Qian Yuya moved a pony to sit next to the water press, with long hair **** in a ponytail to facilitate housework, her sleeves and pants were **** to reveal her white and translucent ankles and wrists, and she was wearing her uniform outside. I wore a white apron and hit a plate of water to wash the vegetables.

　　 Qian Yuya heard the sound of boots, turned her head and glanced at Le Yu, slightly surprised in her eyes, but immediately lowered her head and continued to pick vegetable leaves.

　　 Leyu looked at the flowers and plants in the backyard curiously, thinking with her **** that Qian Yuya took care of it: "Is there anything I can do for you?"

"No."

　　 "Really not? You are welcome, I still know a little about cooking."

Leyu doesn't care much about whether he is OOC (inconsistent with the character's personality). After all, even Chen Fu can see the clues. It is impossible to hide it from his sister Qian Yuya. Gradually let them get used to their own changes. Way.

　　 And the most important point is that Le Yu is different from Qian Yu Liu. Le Yu does not want to live with a mask all the time.

　　 The life of a spy is almost DNA-like instinct for Qian Yuliu, but for Leyu...he is not Qian Yuliu who can inscribe everything into DNA!

　　 Going home from get off work to eat, for Leyu, is actually not just to overcome the catastrophe. He subconsciously sees going home as a kind of relaxation, a break from the life of a breathless dangerous spy.

　　 Even the sister who is washing the vegetables looks so cute and pleasing to the eye.

　　 is much better than Chen Fu who is vomiting bitterness.

　　 "You really don't need your help, let's do it." Qian Yuya did not raise her head, as if picking vegetable leaves is an important job.

　　 Since there is no need to help, Leyu can eat rice with peace of mind. But idle is idle, he asked next to the wall:

　　 "How is your academic performance? Do you feel comfortable at school?"

　　 Qian Yuya raised her eyebrows slightly.

　　 "Is the pocket money still enough recently? Do you want to buy new clothes?"

　　 Qian Yuya twitched the corner of her mouth, and accidentally picked off the edible leaves.

"Have you ever fallen in love? I'm very open-minded. I support free love, but you have to distinguish whether the other person is a good person. You'd better tell me to check it out. I have been a man for more than 20 years. I will know if he is a good person if he raises his tail..."

Snapped!

　　 Qian Yuya hammered the basin with both hands heavily, and the vegetable washing water splashed all over the floor. Leyu was startled, and took a step back subconsciously: "What, what's wrong?"

　　 "...I'm going to make Mei Cai patties tonight. Can you help me chop Mei Cai and Shiitake into cubes, and chop the meat into minced meat?" Qian Yuya said, holding back her anger.

　　 "Your wish, I did hear it."

　　Leyu went to the stove and picked up the **** kitchen knife, and dice the soaked shiitake mushrooms and plum vegetables, and the sound of the knife cutting sounded. After cutting the shiitake mushrooms and plum vegetables, Leyu found that the knife did not seem to be too sharp, and the texture of the chopped meat was poor.

　　 He suddenly thought that the spiritual power manipulated the light into sharp claws, wouldn't it be used to strengthen the kitchen knife to become a magic weapon?

　　 Just do it, and the music activates the mental power to extend to the edge of the kitchen knife, simulates the effect of the claws according to the skills of the tactics, and exerts all force!

Snapped! Boom!

　　 The first sound was the sound of the cutting board being cut.

　　 The second sound was the sound of the kitchen knife breaking.

"what are you doing?"

　　 Qian Yuya shook off the water in her hand, wiped it on her apron, walked over and looked at the kitchen knife that had broken several times in a puzzled manner: "Did the kitchen knife bother you?"

Leyu explained that she wanted to strengthen the kitchen knife by +1, Qian Yuya's face became more and more confused: "The kitchen knife does not have a shining stone chip, and your spiritual power can't penetrate, naturally, the light crystals you make cannot compete with the kitchen knife. Integration will also cause damage to the kitchen knife... Only Yaoshi equipment can be used as an extension of mental power~www.novelmt.com~ Isn’t this common sense?"

　　 That is to say, the whiteboard kitchen knife cannot be strengthened, and the forced strengthening will only be broken... Leyu pretended that nothing happened: "Ah, that is the case, I suddenly forgot about it."

　　 Qian Yuya faintly said: "You dignitaries forget more things."

　　 "What should I do?"

　　 Qian Yuya took the kitchen knife and looked at it for a moment: "I will show it to the knife repairer on the street tomorrow. It should still work. I'll go to Aunt Li's house to borrow a knife later."

Master knife repairer... This kind of noun with a little martial arts flavor only heard from grandparents made Leyu blink. Only then did he realize that Qianjia's kitchen knives seemed to have been used for many years. Repaired.

It didn’t take long for the Huiyao court to develop industrialization of solar energy. Social productivity did not reach the level of casual buying of kitchen knives. What's more, kitchen knives are controlled knives. Every purchase must be filed with the Criminal Division. Most people are kitchen knives for a lifetime. .

　　 Leyu looked at the meat that had not been chopped on the chopping board, "No need to borrow a knife, I can chop the meat soon."

　　 "The knives are broken, why are you..." Qian Yuya saw her brother's hands twisted with light and shadow before she finished speaking.

　　Cut!

Grasp!

　　 dig!

　　 tear!

The Badaoliu bite warfare itself is based on the action of "biting". If Leyu is allowed to slice out pieces of fat and thin meat, he may have nothing to do, but it is exactly what he can do to chop the meat into minced meat. Within the scope of the business of bite warfare!

　　 After a while, Le Yu tore the more than a catty of meat into minced meat with his bare hands, and put it in a ball on a plate, "Is this okay?"

　　 Qian Yuya nodded: "Yes, it’s a good chop, you deserve it."

　　 She paused, then added:

　　 "It's almost like a butcher."