Chapter 109: Add water if there is too much flour, and add flour if there is too much water

Compared to Haiwei's shock, Houqi was the most surprised one at this time.

He was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Chu Ange, and said in disbelief: "Just now, was it me who did it?"

Chu Ange nodded.

"I... I am the weakest in the team, and I defeated Haiwei?" Hou Qi still didn't quite believe it.

Chu Ange nodded again.

"Ange, tell me, is the Dragon God looking after me?" Hou Qi looked at Chu Ange with expectant eyes.

Others didn't know what was going on just now, but she knew clearly that every time Hou Qi counterattacked, Long Chen was using his spiritual power to help him dodge the attack and increase the strength of his counterattack.

Chu Ange looked up at Long Chen. How should he explain this?

Things that cannot be explained should be attributed to the Dragon God, so she nodded: "That should be it."

Monkey Seven was so happy that his teeth were showing and his eyes were not: "I knew that I was the chosen one."

How could his fighting ability suddenly become so strong? The Dragon God must be protecting him, which allowed him to defeat Hai Wei when he had no chance of winning.

It was also thanks to the protection of the Dragon God that he was able to marry a sea fish even though it was impossible for him to marry a female.

Monkey Seven knelt devoutly in the snow and bowed to the sky: "Thank you, Dragon God. I will always be your most loyal subject."

Hou Qi stood up, feeling that he was able to do it again. He looked down at Hai Wei, who was lying in the snow and couldn't get up for a while: "Are you giving up?"

Hai Wei was not willing to admit defeat. Just as he was about to speak, Hou Qi punched him in the head and smashed it into the snow. “Since you insist on fighting to the end, then fine.”

Hai Wei: "I... admit..."

"You still don't admit it?" Monkey Seven continued to beat him.

Haiwei: Please let me say something.

Hou Qi didn't stop until Haiwei was beaten so badly that even his mother wouldn't recognize him.

He clapped his hands and said, "Uncle Langlin, throw him into the sea to feed the fish."

Hou Qi is not a good orc... When he was oppressed by wolf power in the White Wolf Tribe, he learned all the tricks of taking advantage of your weakness from him.

Being kind to your enemy is being cruel to yourself.

If Haiwei is not dealt with this time, he will stick to us like a ghost and we won't be able to get rid of him.

"Okay." Lang Lin said, picking up Haiwei and dragging him away like a chicken.

After watching Haiwei being dragged away, Hou Qi turned around, knelt down in front of Ange, and kowtowed to her.

Ange: "What are you doing?"

Hou Qi looked up at her and said, "Ange, I know that it must be you who helped to pray to the Dragon God, and that's why the Dragon God protected me."

Ange: No, I didn’t.

"You are the messenger of the Dragon God. The Dragon God helps me because of you." Hou Qi is not so narcissistic as to think that he is the chosen one. All this must be because Ange is helping him.

Long Chen: “You’re quite right.” This Monkey Seven is an insightful person, and his help was not in vain.

"Chief, do you also think what I said is right?" Monkey Seven said, "Chief, I wish you and Ange happiness and eight sons."

Long Chen grinned immediately.

Chu Ange was shocked: "Why are you cursing people?"

"Ah? Then...then give birth to eight more daughters?" Hou Qi touched the back of his head. He must have not given enough blessings. It would be better to have both a son and a daughter.

Chu Ange was so angry that she fell backwards: "Thank you, eight sons and eight daughters, you can have them yourself."

Monkey Seven was very happy and kowtowed again: "Thank you, messenger, you are such a good person."

Chu Ange stood up angrily. It was boring, so she decided to go back and fry the pies. She turned around and went back.

Long Chen patted Hou Qi's shoulder and smiled: "The Dragon God has received your blessing." He followed Chu Angge and left.

The people of the White Wolf Tribe looked at Ange's leaving back, their hearts filled with excitement and difficulty calming down... The reason why Monkey Seven suddenly became stronger was actually because of Ange.

No wonder when they set out from the tribe, the priest repeatedly warned them to protect Ange, and even gave up the salt, as long as they could bring Ange back safely.

Ange is the patron saint of their tribe.

After Langlin threw Haiwei into the sea, he urged everyone to hurry up and boil salt so that they could return to the tribe as soon as possible.

Seeing Ange coming back, Haiyu showed her the piles of pies like treasures, looking at her with shining eyes, waiting for her praise.

"Wow, you made so many pies by yourself, that's amazing." Chu Ange praised from the bottom of his heart.

The sea fish smiled.

This place is not far from the salt-boiling field, and you can see it by turning your head.

She heard Long Chen asking Hou Qi to duel with Hai Wei for her, and if he lost, he would return her to Hai Wei.

She was so scared at the time that she tried hard to control herself from crying. She could only work hard to make pies to distract herself.

She was afraid that Hou Qi was unwilling to fight for her, and even more afraid that he would lose.

"Haiyu, no one will dare to threaten you from now on. From now on, you are a female of my White Wolf tribe." Chu Ange said. How could she not see the uneasiness in Haiyu's eyes.

Haiyu looked at Chu Ange, tears falling down her face with a smile on her face.

"You also fried the stuffing." Chu Ange scooped a spoonful and put it into his mouth: "Well, it tastes better than what I fried, not bad."

When she was frying the filling, she also taught her how to fry sea fish, but she didn't let her actually do it.

Chu Ange only fried a little stuffing, planning to come back and fry another pot after watching the fun.

Haiyu made so many pies that there was still a pot of filling left, so she had to fry it herself later.

"It's just a little salty." Chu Ange said, "It's perfect for eating noodles."

As soon as she finished speaking, she seemed to have thought of something and said, "Let's make some ramen."

The sea fish tilted its head and looked at her in confusion, looking so cute and adorable.

"Knead the dough a little more firmly, then stretch it like this, and then stretch it like this, until it becomes thinner and longer and it becomes noodles." Chu Ange was good at theory, but not at all good at putting it into practice.

After all, she had only watched the chef make noodles when she was eating at the Lanzhou Ramen Restaurant.

"Do you understand? You try it." Chu Ange didn't even demonstrate. He just tore off a piece of dough and handed it to Haiyu.

Haiyu started working without saying a word. The dough was too soft and sticky, and it was impossible to pull it into noodles.

"There's too much water, add more flour." Chu Ange said.

A little flour was added to the sea fish.

The second time, the dough was too hard and broke when I pulled it.

"Maybe we added too much flour. Let's add some water." Chu Ange crossed his chest with one hand and touched his chin with the other, saying with a profound look on his face.

Haiyu looked at Chu Ange with admiration, thinking that she was really amazing and could always see the key points of the problem.

"There's too much flour... add water."

"There's too much water again... add some noodles."

By the end, Haiyu was beginning to doubt himself... How could there be anything wrong with Ange's method? It must be his own problem.

Then, the two of them looked at the full bowl of noodles and fell into deep thought.

"You don't have to eat ramen, noodles are the same." Chu Ange was a little embarrassed.

"Tear a piece of dough like this, tear it open like this, make it thin, throw it into water and boil it, and you can eat it." This time she gave a demonstration, and at least it was successful, ignoring the various holes on the quilt.

Haiyu suddenly realized and imitated Chu Ange's operation to tear a blanket dough... emm... isn't it just a pie, a pie without stuffing.