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Chapter 66;

Fire Turtle Meat

The sound of firecrackers ebbed and flowed continuously until noon. Every household was beaming with joy, decorated with lanterns and colorful scrolls, and couplets were hung in front of their doors, which was full of New Year flavor.

When Fang Ping walked out of the house, he smelled the refreshing aroma of meat, accompanied by the crackling sound of frying.

There is a big black pot filled with hot oil burning on the kitchen stove. Fried meatballs, fried tofu, fried lotus root, fried chicken nuggets, and fried pork ribs. After deep frying at high temperature, they immediately turn golden brown and are put aside for preparation.

In a good bamboo basket.

Fang Ying stood in front of the stove eagerly, her mouth full of oil as she ate.

The warm and ordinary scene made Fang Ping stop in front of the kitchen door for a long time.

"Second brother, please hurry up and try it. These newly cooked fried pork ribs are delicious. They are crispy and crispy, and they are also coated with a layer of egg batter. I have eaten several of them." Fang Ying stretched out her hand and grabbed a few.

A piece of golden fried pork ribs was stuffed into Fang Ping's hand.

"Yes, it's delicious." Fang Ping took one bite. It was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, with a caramel aroma. It tasted good and had enough ingredients.

"It's delicious. I like fried pork ribs the most, and there are croquettes, no bones, one bite!" Fang Ying grabbed another handful of croquettes for Fang Ping.

"Eat, eat, eat, just know how to eat. Let me see who will want you when you grow up." Li Rou said with a smile on her eyes.

"Second brother wants me."

"Come on, hold on, that kid!"

Fang Ping returned home and cut ten kilograms of "fire turtle meat" with crystal-clear color and strange flame patterns into slices.

"Don't worry, let your child bow his head to me. Even if this matter is over, you can still set an example." Fang Ping moved to stop the mother and son.

Fang Ping grabbed a handful of croquettes, walked out of the kitchen, and fed them to Dahei.

After lunch, Fang Ping went to the street alone.

Soon enough, a middle-aged woman with a mean face rushed out of the alley, hugged the little boy in her arms, and cursed at Fang Ping: "What are you doing, you are so tall?"

Isn’t it true that the elders bully children?”

A middle-aged man with a fierce look, riding a native horse, with a dozen government servants behind him, was looking around the streets. After seeing Fang Ping walking towards him, the middle-aged man confirmed his target.

Fang Ping strode over, his huge and burly body frightening the little boy's legs to tremble.

"Auntie, do you know what happened? It was your child who blew me up with firecrackers." Fang Ping spread out his palms with traces on them.

"Let's get over it." Fang Ping helplessly rubbed Fang Ying's face, which had started to gain weight and had a bit of baby fat, and her oil-stained hands were wiped clean immediately.

The power is not small. If an ordinary person is blasted with bare hands, the skin and flesh will be torn or the bones will be blown to pieces.

Fang Ping didn't look back. He listened to the sound and caught the object thrown from behind. Then a loud bang exploded in Fang Ping's hand. After spreading his hand, Fang Ping saw the firecracker exploded into pieces.

A few tough-headed urchins not far away were dumbfounded and fled into the depths of the alley, leaving only the little boy who threw out the firecrackers and had a sloppy nose.

"Wait a minute." Fang Ping said seriously: "I am Xia Ping, an eighth-level martial artist. I went to the government office to register before."

"Not always."

Until Fang Ping disappeared at the end of the street, the middle-aged man did not stop him.

But as his cultivation became stronger and stronger, his rampage state also transformed into True Blood Awakening, and the meat supplement of the level of golden-grained beef could no longer meet Fang Ping's needs.

"Little brat? Today I want to see who the little brat is, take him back to the Yamen, and serve him under severe punishment." the middle-aged man ordered.

The aunt didn't realize the seriousness of the problem at all, and curled her lips and said: "A grown man is always worried about everything. He is still a child. Can you be like a child?"

Fang Ying;???

A pair of big, straight-turning eyes flickered with a signal to return the croquettes and fried pork ribs to me.

Fang Ping's blood pressure increased.

Dahei shook his tail excitedly, not forgetting to look at the exotic BMW with his teeth bared, his expression extremely human.

"Are you the kid's father?" Fang Ping recalled the words of the old man in the crowd. The kid's father was an errand in the government office.

"Hey, why are you like this? He is just a child. How can you be with a child..."

"It's just a little brother. His man is an errand in the government office. I ordered my house for this guy the year before last. He didn't lose a penny in the end. He almost sent me to jail." Among the people watching the excitement,

There are elderly people who are lonely and suffering from this, reminding them.

Short-haired, tall and burly, seventeen or eighteen years old, with such physical characteristics, isn't he the culprit who knocked out his mother-in-law's son with two punches?

Before he finished speaking, Fang Ping Bangbang knocked down the mother and son with two punches, and his elevated blood pressure immediately returned to normal.

The middle-aged man gave an order, and more than a dozen government officials surrounded Fang Ping.

"Get over, that kid must have run in this direction. If he dares to hit my mother-in-law, he won't even spare a seven-year-old child. If I catch him, I'll skin him!"

"Let's go home for dinner. Mom cooked beef for you." The aunt pulled the little boy to leave.

Silence, deathly silence.

When the neighbors saw this scene, they shouted "Hello" without taking it too seriously.

"Brother is here, do you still want golden-grained beef?" The drugstore shopkeeper greeted the young man familiarly.

Fang Ping would go to him every now and then to buy meat supplements. After returning home, he would dry the meat into dried meat and carry it with him to replenish his physical strength or make up for his physical losses after going on a rampage.

"Whose child would you dare to sneak attack on Fang?"

Fang Ping understood clearly that when he was three years old, the kind of children would have the same kind of parents. In other words, the kind of parents would bring up the kind of children. Fang Ying, for example, was already extremely well-behaved in comparison.

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When he left the drugstore immediately, Fang Ping had a package in his hand, which contained ten pounds of "Fire Turtle Meat". This is a meat supplement that is one level higher than "Golden Veined Beef". It can greatly nourish Qi and blood and nourish the body.

/Yin/tonifies/yang, has the effect of strengthening the body and extending life. One pound costs eighty taels of silver. When cooked with Codonopsis pilosula that has been cooked for ten years, the effect is doubled.

call out!

The sound of breaking through the air came suddenly.

Fang Ping walked away in a hurry and walked into a drugstore with a lot of twists and turns.

Many pedestrians on the street cast glances.

The little boy who was hiding in the aunt's arms and had support now returned to his natural state, made a face, and spat at Fang Ping.

He set up a firewood, and when the smoke was billowing, he hung the sliced ​​meat in the smoke, smoked it to dry the water, took it out to dry overnight, and then he could carry it with him for a long time without deteriorating or rotting.

"Second brother, what kind of meat did you buy?" Fang Ying looked at the fire turtle meat hanging under the eaves curiously, and she couldn't reach it even on tiptoes.

"Fire turtle meat, I use it for martial arts training. If ordinary people eat it, their voices will become thicker, their bodies will become fatter, and they will grow beards." Fang Ping replied.

"Then I won't eat." Fang Ying withdrew her gaze in fear.
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