This concubine is very ruffian and wild

Chapter 49 Special skill, peeling radish?
Walking over with the broken knife in hand, Yehuo sat down on the bench sullenly.

"Is this Ding Ren a sadist?!"

Song Qiang stopped what he was doing, looked sideways at the knife in her hand, and said calmly.

"Your knife is much better than mine!"

Wildfire was shocked, and instinctively looked at the knife in his hand.

Contrary to what she had imagined, what Xiaoqiang held was not a kitchen knife, but a short knife that could tell others.

The tip of the blade is a slanted line, which seems to have been cut off abruptly.

"It's a broken knife, it's like this when the master gave it to me!"

Song Qiang grabbed a carrot while talking.

The short knife was flying, and before Yehuo could see his movements clearly, Song Qiang had already stopped his palm and brought the carrot in front of her.

"Eat it, I planted it myself, it's very sweet!"

Yehuo took the radish, and Song Qiang picked it up casually, and he tore off the carrot skin that was so thin that it was almost transparent, revealing the smooth flesh of the radish.

Song Qiang continued to peel the radish, Yehuo looked at the radish in his hand, but he had no intention of eating it.

Song Qiang held a broken knife in his hand, but the blade was more than a foot long.

A small carrot as big as a palm can be cut like this, how can it be practiced to master the knife technique!

"How many years have you been here?!"

Staring at the carrot in front of him, Yehuo couldn't hide his astonishment on his face.

She originally thought that this boy was just a handyman, but unexpectedly, he was also Ding Ren's apprentice.

"Five years!"

Song Qiang uttered two words in a light tone that made her heart tighten.

Taking a bite of the radish with diarrhea, Yehuo sighed irritably.

"It seems that I will never have the chance to enter the training ground in my life!"

"Will not!"

Song Qiang sighed softly, his voice getting deeper and deeper.

"Since the master said that he wants you to enter the martial arts training ground, you must have the opportunity to enter, junior brother, practice hard, there is a whetstone by the pool!"

Song Qiang didn't make a sound anymore, watching his silhouette concentrating on peeling the radish.
Wildfire glanced at the knife in his hand again, stood up and walked to the whetstone by the pool.

(End of this chapter)