Uncle will teach you how to play with iron.

Coming out of the back room, Tang San attached his mouth to Jiang Chen's ear and said, "Don't hurt my father, ok?"

Jiang Chen nodded and said, "Don't worry, I am a good person."

Tang San gave Jiang Chen a warning once again, and then went out.

Jiang Chen was a little speechless, "Your father is a hidden boss, how did I dare to bite him? Isn't this looking for death?"

Tang San's speed was very fast, and it didn't take long for him to bring two fish back.

Jiang Chen was a little surprised. It turned out that Tang San, this kid, ran to catch fish.

He glanced at the two fishes in Tang San's hands and was secretly shocked. There were two tiny holes in the heads of the two fishes, which seemed to be penetrated by something.

"It should be a hidden weapon." Jiang Chen secretly said.

Seeing Tang San slicing fish clumsily there, Jiang Chen leaned forward curiously, startling Tang San, who was already sweating and concentrated.

Seeing Tang San holding a kitchen knife, his hands as stupid as a hoof, Jiang Chen suddenly smiled.

"Let me come." He snatched the kitchen knife in Tang San's hand, scraped off the fish scales quickly, opened fish stomach, took off the fish gills, and rinsed them.

In Tang San's horrified gaze, Jiang Chen finished the performance within a few minutes.

"You're dumbfounded." Looking at Tang San's demented appearance, Jiang Chen suddenly said with joy.

Tang San nodded, but quickly shook his head, curled his lips, and said in his heart, "What's so great about this."

"Leave it to me. Go and prepare the ingredients for me, green onions, ginger, garlic, chili, wine, and soy sauce."

Jiang Chen grabbed another fish as he said, but Tang San stood there without moving.

"You want so many things? Can't you just boil it to eat?" Tang San was surprised.

"What do you think? Go and prepare." Jiang Chen urged. He knew Tang San was a guy who couldn't eat. If it were made by Tang San, it would be even hard for a dog to swallow it.

Tang Hao stood by, looking at the two busy little figures with interest.

Um... Actually, he doesn't know how to cook, otherwise he would go to cooking himself.

Tang San gathered the ingredients and looked at Jiang Chen suspiciously, "Can you eat this way?"

Jiang Chen shook his head, smiling without saying a word.

...

Half an hour later, Tang San held a large piece of fish and stuffed it into his mouth. The strong fragrance and the taste of chili suddenly shocked him, "It's so tasty!"

Tang Hao also beamed his eyes and looked at Jiang Chen in surprise, "Xiao Chen, come over to Uncle house to play more in the future.

 He knew Tang Hao should be greedy for his cooking skills.

But it's okay to come to visit frequently, after all, he had already planned to share Tang San's luck with himself in the future, and the relationship had to be settled in advance.

At this moment, old Jack's voice came, "Xiaochen, are you there?"

With a move of his ear, Jiang Chen rushed to the door and waved at the old Jack who was walking by.

"Grandpa, here."

Old Jack opened the door of the yard and walked in, complaining, "You kid, you came here, I even went to your house."

As soon as he approached, his nose vibrated a few vigorously, and he immediately smelled the tempting fragrance of food, his old eyes were bright.'

"Hey, I've been busy all morning, and I just happened to be hungry." Old Jack had a thick-skinned face. Before the tang hao shouted, he already took his bowl, fill rice in it, and sat at the dinner table.

Jiang Chen also sat down.

Old Jack took a large piece of meat and put it in his mouth, praised again and again, but suddenly he found the Tang hao and his son who were looking at him weirdly.

"This fish is good, eat, don't be polite." Old Jack didn't blush at all.

"Grandpa, I did this." Jiang Chen said.

Old Jack's eyes lit up, but soon dimmed, and sighed, "It's a pity that you are sick."

Jiang Chen said, "Grandpa, the previous harm to everyone was caused by the martial soul in my body. Now my martial soul has awakened, and I can control it freely. So, you don't have to worry about it anymore."

Old Jack laughed suddenly, "Why don't you tell me early, you will move back tomorrow, no, you will move back tonight. I will leave you cooking in the future."

Looking at Tang Hao's envious gaze, Old Jack opened his eyes, "Xiaochen is mine, don't make any crooked ideas."

Tang Hao was a little embarrassed.

Old Jack continued, "Tang Hao, you are cunning enough. Seeing that Xiaochen awakened a powerful martial soul, you immediately brought it to your home. Do you want to build a relationship with the future Title Douluo?"

However, Tang Hao seemed to be caught up in his mind, embarrassingly unable to speak.

Jiang Chen immediately finished the scene, "Grandpa, I wanted to come to Tang San's house to play."

Old Jack froze for a moment, then nodded, "You and Xiaosan are both the hope of our village in the future, so you should have fun."

"But Xiaochen, you can consider joining the Martial Spirit Hall. You know, the Martial Spirit Hall is..."

"Uncle Tang, Grandpa, tang san, I'm full, you eat slowly." Jiang Chen stood up and ran out in a hurry.

"Grandpa, I will go home to pack things first, and move back to live with you at night..." Jiang Chen's voice came from afar, making the people in the house dumbfounded.

Can Jiang Chen not run? He knows the nagging temperament of old Jack best, and it will be endless when he talks about it. He knows that Su Yuntao must have made old Jack a lobbyist.

Inside the house, Old Jack ate his food and looked at Tang Hao, "Tang Hao, I plan to send Xiaosan to the Notting City Junior Soul Master Academy to study."

Hearing this, Tang San's eyes lit up and his ears stood up.

"No!" Tang Hao's answer was firm.

Old Jack was angry, "Do you know what it means for Xiaosan to be a soul master?..."

...

There was a quarrel in Tang San's house, and the result was that Old Jack left angrily. Tang San was little frustrated, very puzzled by his father's decision, but he could only accept it silently. He didn't want to make his father sad.

After Old Jack left, Tang Hao's anger disappeared, his face gradually eased, "Little San, let me see your Martial Spirit..."

...