Age: My Small World

Chapter 513 Wait a minute

"Very good. I haven't seen you for a while. You've made great progress."

Li Weitong was very pleased, and a hint of satisfaction appeared in his one eye.

Who doesn't like such a hard-working student?

"From now on, just watch how I fight you. Don't hesitate."

He held the spear, keeping it motionless in his arm, like an iron man made of steel.

The ice and snow were just an obstacle to him and could not stop him from achieving his goal.

With Yang Jun's super vision, he discovered that the old man's target was a colorful pheasant.

Pheasants and hares are the most abundant in the jungle in winter.

Now that spring has arrived, they will come out to look for food everywhere.

However, what surprised Yang Jun was that Li Weitong's gun was not aimed at the chicken, but in front of it.

When the pheasant moved again, the gun moved with it.

"Oh!"

The sound rang out again, and the pheasant fell down.

Judging from the distance, it was actually hundreds of meters away.

Yang Jun thought of something and raised his eyebrows: "Prediction?"

Predictive shooting requires extreme sharpness and insight, and it also requires a certain level of control over wind direction measurement and target trajectory calculation. Otherwise, it will be very difficult to hit the target.

"Yes, it's prediction."

Li Weitong began to pass on the skills he had mastered to him.

One of them taught seriously, and the other learned seriously, and time passed quickly.

The old man's experience comes from his repeated successes, so it has a strong personal color, but this does not hinder the convenience gained from the experience, which is even smoother than data.

After studying for a while, Yang Jun felt that he had improved a lot.

But when he really tried the gun, it was very difficult for him to aim.

"Don't worry, just practice when you have the chance. You'll be able to learn it eventually."

Seeing that it was getting late, the old man asked him to go back with him.

Both of them had their hunted game hanging on their cars, which were just two chickens.

Yang Jun wanted to give his own to the old man, but he refused to accept it, so he had no choice but to take it back himself.

When he got home, Yang Jun had a lot of extra vegetables, which were just right for cooking with the pheasant.

"Brother Xiaoshan, you're back so early today."

No one knows what Cheng Xiaoyu is busy with all day, but she can't stop.

Yang Jun handed her the dish and said, "I went out and hunted this pheasant. Let's see if it's still edible."

A chicken that has been dead for too long is not fresh enough, and it will have a fishy smell if it is not bled, so people generally don’t eat dead chickens.

Fortunately, the weather was still relatively cold, and he had deliberately beaten the chicken until it bled profusely. By now, it was almost done, so it was probably no different from a normal slaughter.

Cheng Xiaoyu checked it and nodded, "I'll process it and you can eat it."

"Brother Xiaoshan, whatever flavor you want, I'll make it."

"Let's stew it. I've already bought the side dishes."

"Ah? How do you stew it?"

Cheng Xiaoyu was a little confused, as she had never made braised chicken before.

"Haha, I'll teach you."

Yang Jun uses the braised chicken method, which makes the chicken very fresh and fragrant.

Put the chicken into the pot with cold water, add onion, ginger and cooking wine and cook together.

Bring water to a boil over high heat, skim off the foam, and then remove the chicken.

Heat oil in a pan, add ginger and garlic after the oil is hot, then add peppercorns, dried chilies, etc., stir-fry until fragrant, then add the chicken and stir-fry together. After the chicken skin turns slightly yellow, add soy sauce and his own soybean paste, pepper, and oyster sauce.

After stir-frying, add the mushrooms and potatoes prepared in advance, add water to cover the ingredients, cover and simmer. After about ten minutes, open the lid, add chili and salt and stir well. A dish of braised chicken is ready.

"Wow! It smells so good." Cheng Xiaoyu swallowed her saliva. It was the first time she had seen chicken cooked in this way.

"Brother Xiaoshan, how come you are so good? I can't even cook as well as you." She suddenly felt a little disappointed.

Yang Jun transferred the chicken to the casserole, then rubbed her head and said, "So I'm teaching you. Once you learn it, make it for me every day."

"Hey, then if you do it again tomorrow, I'll remember everything." "Well, let's taste it first."

After sitting down, Cheng Xiaoyu served a bowl of rice to everyone.

Yang Jun took the lead in giving her a piece of chicken leg.

Cheng Xiaoyu didn't hesitate and started eating.

After taking the first bite, she couldn't help but narrow her eyes slightly and nodded with some enjoyment.

"good to eat."

"It's delicious, eat more." Yang Jun secretly added some chicken thighs to make the dish look very large.

And it is best to use only chicken thighs for braised chicken.

After dinner, Cheng Xiaoyu asked him to take off his clothes again because she wanted to wash them for him.

After a trip to the mountains, his clothes inevitably got dirty.

The two were boiling water to wash clothes when there was a knock on the door.

As soon as Yang Jun activated his mental power, he immediately knew who it was.

"Xiao Yu'er, come into the house. I'll go take a look."

"Are you okay, Brother Xiaoshan?" she asked worriedly.

Yang Jun smiled and said, "This is the company's apartment. The people who come to see me should be colleagues. Don't worry."

She finally breathed a sigh of relief and went back to her room obediently.

Outside the door, Sun Buxu and Wei Ye stood on the steps, one in front and one behind, staring at the crack in the door.

"Xiao Ye Zi, do you think the director did this on purpose? He insisted that I deliver the reward, why didn't you come?"

Wei Ye rolled his eyes and ignored him.

"Forget it, you're just playing the lute to a cow. You don't even know how to speak. Why was I so blind to choose you in the first place?"

He couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion.

Wei Ye curled his lips: "It seems that I am the only woman among so many people."

Sun Bu paused and stopped talking.

"Creaky~" the door opened and Yang Jun appeared in front of them.

"If you have something to say, just say it. Don't nag."

Yang Jun has become accustomed to Sun's nagging.

He paused, then took out something, a box.

"Here, this is a reward from the director."

Yang Jun raised his eyebrows, took the box without hesitation, and said, "Is there nothing else?"

"Then what else do you want?" Sun Buxu said speechlessly.

"Like, another house or something."

"Do you think a house can appear out of thin air? It's really hard to find a house in Beijing these days."

As more and more people come to the capital, accommodation has indeed become a big problem.

In other words, each factory has its own dormitory, otherwise the workers would all come out to find accommodation, which would be even more serious.

After complaining for a while, Sun didn't have to choose to say goodbye.

"I've delivered the stuff, I'm going back now."

"Wait a moment." Yang Jun stopped him.

Sun Buxu paused and asked, "What else do you want to do?"

Yang Jun grabbed a bag and handed it to him: "I brought you some local specialties from my hometown."

Then he gave Wei Ye another one: "Same to you."

They were both stunned for a moment before putting it away.

When saying goodbye, Sun Buzhi left with a smile.

Wei Ye nodded heavily to him.

Since their last collaboration, she obviously knew how powerful Yang Jun was and admired him very much.

(End of this chapter)