After grabbing the rice, Fang Dou's strength was exhausted and he had to do something else.

Behind the dilapidated temple, there is a clear stream, which is a spring brought from the back mountain.

Fang Dou specially dug a small pond on the shore, introduced the stream, and installed a small trap.

This trap is learned from the wilderness survival program, showing a trumpet. If fish in the stream break into a small pond, it is easy to get in and get out.

I was lucky today, two fish, one big and one small, shaking their heads and tails in the pond, which was so comfortable.

Fang Dou took the fish up, used a straw rope to penetrate the fish's gills, and carried it back to the broken temple.

Take sharp stone pieces instead of the knife, open the skin and scrape off the fish scales, and after a moment, it is cleaned up.

"Tonight, eat wild onions and fried fish!"

Heat the stone slabs on the fire, sprinkle with soybean oil, fry the fish on both sides of the square, sprinkle with coarse salt, and season with wild onions. The taste is not mentioned!

"Huh!"

Fang Dou stood in front of the burning stone slab, carefully turned over the fish, and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the fish skin was not broken.

The aromas of wild onions and fried fish are mixed together and smell extremely attractive.

In the main hall, under the altar, the rooster looked at Fang Dou pitifully.

"By the way, you haven't eaten yet!"

The rooster's eyes soften, and you are considered human.

Fang Dou took a handful of rice and walked to the rooster, "Eat it, it's not good if you lose weight when you are hungry."

The rooster was so angry that she buried her head in Fang Dou's wrist and caught it. It hurt like a needle.

The wound is deep and bones can be seen, and dark red blood continues to gush out.

Fang Dou was shocked and then remembered that this was not the broiler in the farm, but the cockfighting in the cockfighting hall, and killing companions was as common as possible.

"You wait, and you'll be in the pot tomorrow!"

I was impulsive, the cock was very upset!

Fang Dou no longer wanted to pay attention to him, so he walked aside to prepare dinner and cooked wild onions and fried fish.

The rooster was dejected and saw a handful of white rice in front of her, so she simply buried her head and started eating.

Well, the white rice is surprisingly delicious.

The rooster nodded repeatedly, and like the wind blowing the remaining clouds, eating all the white rice on the ground, but still feeling unfinished, and cooing.

Fang Dou felt angry and pretended not to hear it, but the rooster was full of energy and kept calling for a long time. He was so annoyed that he could not help it.

"Do you want to die?"

The rooster held a grain of rice in his mouth and threw it in front of him: I'm not full yet!

Fang Dou sneered and nodded, "Okay, let you be a full devil!"

Scattered handfuls of white rice, "Eat and eat, you will be exhausted!"

The rooster was not polite, and she ate the rice in one mouthful. Gradually, Fang Dou found something was wrong.

In total, four or five kilograms of rice had already been eaten, and the rooster was still eating, and there was no reaction to any stomach upset discomfort.

"Gugu!"

The white rice on the ground was finished again, and the rooster began to speak out to remind him that it was time to renew the rice!

"Okay, I want to see how much you can eat!"

Fang Dou estimated that there were at least seventy or eighty kilograms of rice hidden behind the main hall.

The purpose of these rice is to be exchanged for copper coins and exchanged for an iron pot.

When you come to this world, cooking has become an obsession and has become the goal that Fang Du has always pursued.

There is also a kitchen knife, so you can't help but buy it.

Unfortunately, iron pots and kitchen knives are all iron products, which cost 2,000 cents in total.

Fang Dou bought rice and exchanged it for money, and with the expense of food and drink, he has only saved more than a thousand yuan to make it.

Now that I don’t care, even if I use all the rice jars, I have to see how big the cockfighting tastes.

fool!

The rooster looked at Fang Dou with his eyes squinting, constantly lowering his head to peck at the rice. The white rice piled into a hill disappeared without a trace in an instant.

It was late at night, and the rice and fried fish were placed on the stone slab, which was already cold.

Fang Dou squatted on the ground, staring at the rooster with big eyes, and behind him was an empty rice jar.

"You have eaten all the eighty kilograms of rice!"

The rooster is erect and looks like a slight silly. If you didn't stop me, I would still be able to eat it!

Fang Dou came to his senses and slapped the rooster on the head, "You prodigal son!"

"Eighty kilograms of rice can be exchanged for 480 yuan, and you will eat it all in one meal."

"You are only fifteen cents, why should you pay me a compensation!"

The rooster was stunned and woke up. Half of the cockscomb was congested with anger.

I can't bear it. I'm going to have to kill this monk who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth today.

As soon as he took a step, the rooster was weak and dragged the red rope to the ground.

Damn red rope!

Fang Dou rolled up his sleeves and stopped waiting, and killed the chicken tomorrow morning.

At night, the rooster breathed slowly, the wounds on her body gradually healed, the blood clots were shattered and shook to the ground.

Early in the morning, Fang Dou got up early, chopped the two pieces of fish left last night, mixed them into the rice porridge, and made a pot of fish porridge.

After having breakfast, Fang Dou turned to the main hall.

The rooster looked peaceful and calm, as if she didn't know that her death was approaching.

"Still enough!"

Fang Dou rolled up his sleeves, twisted it later, and the chicken's neck was completely broken.

"Um!"

Fang Dou suddenly realized something was wrong. The rooster seemed to have changed. Most of the wounds of the body disappeared, and the blood clots disappeared, revealing golden feathers.

From this perspective, it looks like a rooster, majestic and arrogant.

The rooster curled back with its wings, as if it was clamping its arms when it punched, lifted its left claw and supported its right claw on the ground.

This look looks like a golden rooster stands alone.

Fang Dou was stunned. Mi Dou appeared in front of him without being summoned.

A golden light flew out from the golden rooster and sank into the rice bowl.

The rice bowl shook three times and spit out a brilliant grain of rice, which penetrated into Fang Dou's eyebrows.

This rice grain is a ‘spell seed’!

This cockfighting cock taught Fang Dou a magic spell, "Golden Rooster Pile".

"Are you an ordinary cockfighting?"

Fang Dou opened his eyes, was shocked in his heart, and subconsciously asked.

After hearing this, the rooster nodded slowly, then signaled Fang Dou to practice the Golden Rooster Stump.

Fang Dou closed his eyes, and the information hidden in the spell seeds was scattered into his mind like flowing water.

In an instant, he mastered all the essence and tricks of the Golden Rooster Stump.

In the east of the horizon, the rising sun is born, dispelling the mist deposited at night.

Fang Dou clamped his arms on both ribs, raised his right foot, stood on the ground with his left foot, and took a deep breath.

When he opened his eyes, a wisp of white air suddenly appeared in his sight.

These white auras are like elves, and they are like duckweed in the water, wandering around indiscriminately.

Fang Dou took a deep breath and a strange scene happened according to the way the golden rooster stake breathed.

The white air scattered in the air automatically gathered around Fang Dou. The two closest white air flexibly penetrated into Fang Dou's body.

A chilling feeling rose from the soles of the feet to the heavenly spirit.

Fang Dou felt happy. This was the first step to get started with the Golden Rooster Stump, absorbing the vital energy of heaven and earth into the body.

"Thank you, Master Ji, for teaching me the methods of practicing!"

Fang Dou knew the kindness and bowed respectfully to the rooster.

The rooster showed a complacent expression, which was just like that.

"Master Chicken, I'm not a monk, but my hairstyle is a bit coincidental!"

Not a monk? The rooster was stunned for a moment and then shook his head. What's the point?
Chapter completed!