817: C817 Enemy Meet

C817 Enemy Meet

Many people were curious about Yang Song's identity, because the Wang family honestly said that the guests were few in number, and those who came were basically all either rich or powerful, but Yang Song was at his age, and they had seen him before, but they were all disciples of big families. It was just that from Yang Song's current appearance, he seemed to be very powerful.

Tian Yulu finally remembered all the points that Yang Song had said and put away the small notebook. She pointed at Yang Song and said, "Don't you know him? Didn't the four great elders lose to a young man last year? It's him! "

They didn't think it was shameful that the four elders had failed the competition. On the contrary, it was something worth showing off, and that was letting the disciples in the family know that there was no end to learning, and they still needed to improve themselves.

This was the biggest problem of a powerhouse. They had always thought of themselves as the strongest, so they looked down on others. Not only the young people of the Wang Family, but also the military's Dragon Fang Army! If it wasn't for Yang Song who went to stir things up, they probably would have thought themselves to be the strongest in the world!

"Ah?" This is that Yang Song! "

"So young?" "Impossible!"

"I had thought that Yang Song would be at least in his forties!"

"Me too! "From the looks of it, he seems to only be in his twenties."

"I feel like I'm still in university!"

Yang Song shook his head. He didn't know what to say. In their impression, he should have been in his forties. But now that he thought about it, in terms of age, the four elders in their forties could really be considered a young man.

At this moment, a disciple who looked to be in his thirties walked up to Yang Song and asked curiously, "Mr. Yang, I heard from the Second Elder that green bamboo, onion, dragon whiskers, and fried dumplings are all from your research?"

"I didn't figure it out!" Yang Song hurriedly shook his head. His research really can't be counted as an inheritance. "It's all the work of the ancestors, I'm just inheriting it!"

"So that's the case. However, the green bamboo and green onions have been extinct for hundreds of years. How could you obtain them?" Another disciple agreed with Yang Song's words, but something like green bamboo and spring onion was not something that could be obtained just by inheriting.

Yang Song's head was spinning rapidly. He didn't know why, but every time he made up a lie, Yang Song felt that his brain cells died too quickly. It was always like this, thinking of a good explanation. Green bamboo and green onions really wasn't something that one could know just by inheriting it.

"Actually, you all think that a lot of things in the world have gone extinct, but that's not the case. It's just like a few decades ago, our country thought that the egrets had gone extinct. The main reason is that if you search carefully, you might be able to find ingredients that have been extinct for many years in the legends. "

Saying this was actually the same concept as not saying it, but Yang Song was still prepared to use these words to pretend to have the attitude of an expert, which was to tell everyone that many things don't necessarily just disappear, but you need to work hard to find them.

Hearing this, many disciples' eyes lit up because the Wang family had recorded a lot of ingredients that they thought had disappeared. If they went out to find them, wouldn't they have a stable position in the Wang family?

Time was finally up. Yang Song was thinking about time. Twenty minutes had passed and the dough had also woken up. He smiled and said, "Alright, the dough has woken up. Everyone pay attention. I'll perform once."

Soon, the dough was ready. Yang Song did not need to borrow any other tools, he just pinched the dough into five ingredients and left one for the other four to throw into the bowl. He then covered the dough with the lid to reduce the volatile water vapor.

Feeling the dough in his hands, Yang Song finally felt a sense of familiarity. He let out a sigh of relief and began to knead the dough in his hands. Soon, the dough was ready.

Then, under everyone's attentive gaze, he began to pull the 14 Dragon-Whiskers buckle!

Because he was too familiar with this process, Yang Song focused on performing the Fourteenth Dragon Tooth. After a while, the Dragon Tooth Mask that was like the Milky Way appeared in front of everyone. Yang Song's hands trembled, shaking out more flour, and then neatly placed the Fourteenth Dragon Tooth on the table for everyone to see.

"Alright!" In the end, the 14 kicks of the Dragon Tooth is just a skilled craftsmanship. If you want to successfully practice it, you must succeed in one go, and it is impossible for you to stop and stop at the same time! "

Yang Song gave a simple explanation of his own experience. He could not afford to dawdle and had to finish everything in one go.

"Mr. Yang, thank you!"

Tian Yu Lu smiled as she explained, "Flowering dumplings and 14 kick-backs are only allowed to be learned by graduating disciples, but most of them have gone out to gain experience and are still working hard to graduate."

So it was like that. Yang Song nodded. It seemed that his two skills were not something that anyone could learn. Even if he could learn, he might not be able to succeed.

Just then, a furious roar came from afar, "What are you doing here? Don't you know it's time for morning training? "

When everyone heard this voice, they were all startled and scattered like birds and beasts. They ran to their seats and began to train diligently.

Why did this voice sound so familiar!? Yang Song felt a little strange. He turned around and saw someone familiar. To be more precise, it should be a defeated opponent.

"Wang Shuheng?"1

"Yang Song?"

The two of them looked at each other, and suddenly there was a sense of awkwardness in the air, but Yang Song was nothing, mainly Wang Shuheng. The two of them looked at each other, and suddenly there was a sense of awkwardness, but Yang Song was nothing, mainly Wang Shuheng.

Thus, when he returned, Elder Wang did not advertise this matter. He just hid it carefully. No one had found out about it in the past few days. Even Tian Yulu didn't know. She was still curious as to why Yang Chen would know Wang Shuhuan. Isn't this too strange?

"Yang Song, why are you here?" Now, Wang Shuhuan hated Yang Song to the core. When he saw that Yang Song was actually in the Wang family, of course he would be angry.

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