The best chef is always a man, and Qin Ren is the defender of this truth.

The tall, rich and handsome Qin Ren is a good cook who can cook signature dishes from hundreds of countries and knows how to use people. Qin Ren made full use of Yun Luo's amazing knife skills, letting Yun Luo cut the mountain rabbit into small pieces and cut small cuts into the three black oil fish. Qin Ren washed the 17 gray parasol mushrooms and marinated the rabbit meat and fish meat with salt and rice wine.

Then Qin Ren asked Yun Luo to guard the nest while he went to collect dead branches and leaves. The two took turns and soon piled up a tall pile of firewood, enough for lunch. Qin Ren also chopped a thick bamboo and used a survival knife to neatly carve out bamboo tubes, sealing the ends. Qin Ren made six bamboo tubes.

A small hole was made in the bamboo tube, and fragrant rice, coarse salt and stream water were poured into it. The small hole was plugged with bamboo strips of appropriate size. Qin Ren skillfully built two barbecue grills, one for grilling six bamboo tube rices, and a folding pot for cooking black oil fish and wild vegetable soup. The other folding pot was placed on a stove made of stones. After lighting the fire, he first heated the oil and stir-fried the rabbit meat, then added water and gray parasol mushrooms and simmered them slowly.

Qin Ren was in control of the situation. Seeing that Yun Luo had nothing to do, he took out a tablet computer and a mobile network card USB drive and handed them to Yun Luo. Yun Luo took the things and asked casually, "Aren, do you have an external keyboard?"

"It's made in Germany. Here you go." Qin Ren took out a black external keyboard that was half the length of his palm and half the width of his palm from a backpack that looked like a treasure chest. The workmanship of this keyboard was excellent and it felt great.

Yunluo placed the tablet on the rock, sat on the ground, put the external keyboard on his thighs, created a new document, and began to adapt the Chinese lyrics of Angel's Death into Japanese and English. This required some thinking, but didn't waste too much time.

Half an hour later, Yunluo finished adapting the lyrics of the Japanese version of Angel's Death into English. Qin Ren's bamboo tube rice, black oil fish and wild vegetable soup, mountain rabbit and straw mushroom soup, and charcoal-roasted sweet potatoes were all ready.

Qin Ren took out an old sandalwood soup spoon and purple bamboo chopsticks, and Yun Luo used stainless steel tableware. The two of them drank the pure white and delicious fish soup from folding bowls, ate the tender and smooth mountain rabbit meat, and tasted the rice with the elegant bamboo fragrance. It was a full meal and there was no leftovers.

"Let's digest the food first and let these eight sweet potatoes cool down. Then each of you can have half. Don't fight over them." Qin Ren pulled eight black sweet potato balls out of the charcoal fire very reverently and spoke to Yun Luo very seriously.

Yun Luo was surprised to find that Qin Ren, a young man from a rich family, actually had an extraordinary attitude towards sweet potatoes. This guy probably didn't care about eating top-notch French cuisine, but he had a special feeling for ordinary sweet potatoes. It might be related to the fact that sweet potatoes saved Qin Ren's life.

When a person is extremely hungry, anything edible will be considered delicious.

Yun Luo had nothing to do, so he asked Qin Ren about the characteristics of hunting in various countries around the world. Unexpectedly, he hit Qin Ren's trigger point. Qin Ren talked and gestured, and from time to time he spoke a long string of foreign languages ​​that Yun Luo couldn't understand. He and Yun Luo listed in detail which countries Qin Ren had visited, the most beautiful forests and mountains, where the prey was the most majestic, and which country's laws were the most ridiculous.

"In many countries, you can't just hunt animals casually, but in the capitalist world, everything has a price. There are limits on the number of animals you can hunt each year, and even the size and age of the animals must be in accordance with the law. When I was young, I killed all the large animals I liked all over the world and made them into specimens to keep at home."

"Of course, I can't easily kill some national treasures. Besides, the satisfaction of hunting with guns is just so-so. It's not as exciting as sea fishing. One person with a fishing rod can fight against giant fish weighing hundreds of kilograms in the ocean. That's the heroism of a man. I've seen hundreds of polar bears fighting in a group, I've seen giant whales thousands of meters long spouting water, and I've seen piranhas killing people."

"After I traveled around the world, I felt more and more deeply in love with my first love. If missing someone is a disease, I think I am incurable and not far from death." Qin Ren mentioned his love. With his lonely melancholy, tall and strong figure, handsome and tough face, and the nobleness of being young and rich, Qin Ren is definitely a Prince Charming.

Yunluo returned the favor by telling Qin Ren about the embarrassing things that happened when she was with An Chuyu, An Qingjue, and Yan Chenyu in the past. Qin Ren was very happy to hear this, especially when An Chuyu was jealous and tormented Yunluo. Qin Ren did too many stupid things for his two first loves, but still failed to win his daughter's heart.

Qin Ren reached out and touched the dark sweet potato balls. He thought they were ready to eat, so he picked out four of the largest sweet potatoes for Yun Luo, and carefully peeled a roasted sweet potato for himself and ate it slowly. Yun Luo thought of how Yan Chenyu liked to hold a hot sweet potato and eat it in small bites in winter, and occasionally she would be kind enough to share a little with Yun Luo.

As he was thinking, Yunluo peeled the roasted sweet potato and started eating it. It was very sweet and soft and tasted great.

"Sweet potatoes are the taste of the world." Qin Ren buried his head in the food and sighed after he had finished eating all four grilled sweet potatoes. His eyes were fixed on the last grilled sweet potato left by Yun Luo. Yun Luo smiled and broke the sweet potato in half, handing one half to Qin Ren.

After finishing the dessert, Qin Ren and Yun Luo rested for another half an hour before setting off again. Qin Ren's destination seemed very clear, and he went all the way without stopping. Yun Luo didn't care. To be honest, even if Qin Ren died, Yun Luo would not die.

In Qin Ren's eyes, these were Yun Luo's trust in him, and sharing the sweet potatoes further proved that Yun Luo was not a selfish person.

A person's character can be slowly revealed in a word, a look, or an action. Qin Ren has traveled around the world. If he didn't know this skill, he would probably have died long ago, especially in those war-torn countries. No matter how tall, rich and handsome Qin Ren is, he can still be killed with one shot.

Qin Ren has a big appetite, and Yun Luo eats even more. The two of them keep walking and climbing in the mountains and forests, taking turns to clear the way. This is also a kind of silent communication that allows the two to understand each other more deeply.

At four o'clock, Qin Ren stopped moving forward and started looking for a place to camp overnight. The outdoor expert soon found a good place, a low mountain with a large indentation that could fit one and a half tents. Qin Ren asked Yun Luo to set up the tent inside, and he slept outside to protect Yun Luo, who was playing outdoors for the first time.

There was no major danger in the forest near Xihu City. Qin Ren and Yun Luo encountered a nearly two-meter-long golden reticulated python. Qin Ren quickly and accurately used a flying axe to chop off the golden reticulated python's head. Qin Ren was very quick and skinned and removed the internal organs. He threw away the snake gallbladder and only rubbed the python meat with salt and put it in a plastic bag.

Qin Ren was telling Yun Luo a story while cleaning up the python. This golden reticulated python was obviously a pet snake kept by a family in Xihu City. When the python grew bigger and bigger, the family didn't want to keep it anymore and released it into the wild. There is no benefit in eating the gallbladder of this kind of python, and domesticated ones are not as good as wild ones.

Until dinner time, Qin Ren and Yun Luo didn't catch any other living things, so they could only eat python meat and vermicelli made from sweet potato flour. Yun Luo was responsible for chopping the snake meat and watching the firewood, and Qin Ren was responsible for everything else.

Qin Ren is a good eater and knows how to eat it. He smears seasoning on a large piece of python meat, wraps it in tin foil, then uses wet mud to make a mud ball, and roasts it in the middle of the fire. This is a beggar snake cooked in the beggar chicken mode.

Qin Ren had processed all the python meat with seasonings. Some of it was roasted on a makeshift grill over high heat, and some of it was stewed in a pot over high heat. Qin Ren also put some fresh black fungus, hardy wild vegetables, and vermicelli in the pot.

Yunluo just had to be responsible for eating and praised Qin Ren a few words. Qin Ren felt very happy and enjoyed the meal very much.

After dinner, Qin Ren went to sleep, and asked Yun Luo to guard the first half of the night, and Qin Ren to guard the second half. Yun Luo fiddled with the campfire, and when he had nothing to do, he took out his tablet and external keyboard and translated the first 200,000 words of the 237th year of the last world, which he remembered word for word, into Japanese. Even if Qin Ren helped to get Sony Publishing House's line, Yun Luo could only publish a book for the first time.

There was no need to think at all. Yunluo's typing speed was as fast as her fingers, and she could reach a speed of 20,000 words per hour. Yunluo was very familiar with the characteristics of the typing program and made sure there was no typo. The rest was just tapping the keyboard.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Yunluo translated 100,000 words in one go, and then stopped. Too much is as bad as too little. After Yunluo archived the Japanese manuscript, he took a few photos with the camera on his tablet, connected to the Internet with a wireless network card, and uploaded the photos to An Chuyu and An Qingju on the ball to report that he was safe, and then disconnected the network cable.

Qin Ren deliberately came out of the tent 20 minutes late, and said hello to Yun Luo, feeling a little sleepy, and asked Yun Luo to go and rest. Yun Luo smiled and patted Qin Ren's shoulder, then went into the sleeping bag in the tent to sleep.

No complaints, no nonsense, and a very sincere attitude. Well, Yunluo is a good comrade.

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In this world, there is a thing called mobile phone ball, there is a function called instant message reminder, and there is a disease called insomnia.

It was strange that An Chuyu and An Qingju could sleep on the first night when Yunluo and Qin Ren went out to fool around. The two sisters tossed and turned and just didn't want to sleep. After midnight, they heard the notification tone of their mobile phones.

"Huh? It's a photo of my brother-in-law. It seems that he is setting up a tent and lighting a bonfire in the mountains to keep watch. The night sky is so beautiful, with so many stars." An Qingjue was the most active. She touched her phone and checked the message faster than An Chuyu, and she cried out.

An Chuyu rarely tried to snatch her younger sister's phone. There were also photos of Yunluo on her phone. The two sisters looked at their own photos, then took each other's photos and found that they were the same. Yunluo in the photo looked very energetic, which meant that she was living a good life.

Hehe, Yunluo lives a very comfortable life, but the An sisters don’t live very well. As the saying goes, those who show off their happiness will die quickly.

An Qingjue happily discussed with An Chuyu, when Yunluo came home, should he kneel on the washboard, or on instant noodles, or on soap...

The collection has finally exceeded 100, I am so happy, the author is going to fight against the heavens! Three more chapters are coming! This is the first one.