In the following time, Shi Yu still went to the soup shop to help. After half a month of practice, she has reached the level of sliced radish. But fish meat is different from radish, radish is crispy, fish meat is soft, and the difficulty of the latter is even higher.
When she sliced fish in the shop, she first separated the bones from the flesh, using that knife method. Basically, after a set of knife techniques, the fish bones are almost separated.
Seeing her like this, Gan Ping, the owner of the shop, was stunned for a moment, then suddenly laughed, "So that's why I fell into the nest." After that, he even replaced the radish and began to replace other things.
Without radish, there is no radish soup. Next, fish bone soup, fish slice soup, and fish head soup became the main products in the store. They consume a lot of fish here, and the fishmongers who bring in fish every day are very happy.
But the fish monger sent too many fish bones, Shi Yu didn't like it very much. The fish she raises in the pond in the backyard of the attic are very delicate and firm, and there are no annoying little thorns. It's just that the quantity is not large, and the more economical it is to use later.
This morning, Shi Yu woke up from the samadhi, and his whole body relaxed, as if something had changed in his body.
I got up and grabbed a vermilion fruit and threw it into my mouth. The sweet taste filled my mouth, but the tingling meridians that I was used to did not follow.
In the past, every time I ate vermilion fruit, my meridians would tingle, and I also felt stagnant spiritual power. But today, both of these feelings are gone.
Shi Yu swallowed two more, and it was the same. She tried to run her spiritual power again, and it was unimpeded after a cycle.
"It seems that Zhu Guo has no effect on me." She thought, and looked inside her dantian again, there were still seven water droplets hanging there.
Qi Condensation Seven Layers!
Get up and open the curtain, in the flower pot on the window sill, San Pang is sleeping with snot blowing bubbles.
Going downstairs again, Fat Cat was squatting on the stone slab in front of the attic, facing the sun. At this time, the first ray of light just rose from the horizon, and the golden sun shone on the earth. She didn't know if it was because Shi Yu's eyes were dazzled, but she saw the fat cat's black fur turned into a deep dark purple, but the next moment it was black again.
Uh... Photosynthesis
Just wondering, Fat Cat turned to look at her and said, "It's May now, you can go look for wasabi."
Wasabi, the main ingredient of the top wasabi. Pairing sashimi with it can neutralize the fishy smell of the fish and highlight the ultimate delicacy.
However, this thing usually grows in the woodland on the high mountains, so she has to find out where there is a high mountain that fits the range.
She originally wanted to ask Lin Fan, but Lin Fan wasn't there. So I just went to the soup shop, but when I came to the soup shop, I saw that Gan Ping was not taking a piece of food, but rubbing medicine on a young man.
She also knew this boy, the boy who drank a pot of carrot soup on the first day she came here. But after she changed to other soups, the boy didn't come much.
"Uncle Gan, why are you rubbing the medicine on him? He doesn't seem to have any wounds." Shi Yu saw that the boy had no injuries.
"How can there be wounds in secret wounds." Surprisingly, Gan Ping rarely showed anger on his face, "Nowadays, the young man is really cruel, but Wen Xian who is not talented always bullies him and beats him with secret wounds all over his body." , It’s not obvious on the surface, but it hurts so much that I can’t sleep every night. If I hadn’t gone to see him in his dorm today, I might really let others beat him and kick him out of the academy.”
Shi Yuxin was startled, and only then noticed that every time Uncle Gan applied the medicine, the boy's body shrank. His expression was also full of pain, but he kept gritting his teeth and kept silent.
Seeing him, Shi Yu somehow remembered his second child. The second child has no talent, so is he also excluded and bullied everywhere like him
"Who did it!" She felt distressed instantly, "Is it serious? I still have a lot of medicine, I'll get what I need."
"No need." The boy refused first.
"It's fine this time, and the medicine is almost finished." Gan Ping also said, and he suddenly asked: "I remember you were a student when I was young, right? Which class are you in?"
Shi Yu thought for a while, "It seems to be the Huang-level Gui class?" She didn't pay much attention, and didn't remember very clearly.
"Coincidentally, you and Wen Xian happen to be in the same class. In the future, if someone bullies Wen Xian, you can come and tell me, so that he won't fart even if he's bored to death. One day, he might be beaten to death and I won't bother." I know!" Gan Ping said.
A trace of embarrassment appeared on Wen Xian's face, and he whispered: "I just think it's too much trouble for you. I owed you a lot of favors before. I have no money and poor qualifications. I'm afraid I'll pay you back for this favor in my life." No."
"Go, go, who wants your kindness. If I didn't see it because you drank my turnip soup, I wouldn't bother to care about you." Gan Ping looked disgusted.
Listening to their conversation, Shi Yu felt a little warm. Everyone knows that Uncle Gan cooks radish soup here just to make Wen Xian feel full. Speaking of it, she was a disservice. The business of the soup shop is booming, but Wen Xian feels embarrassed to come over to eat.
"Wen Xian, have you ever heard a saying that if you have too much debt, you don't have to worry about it. If you owe one favor, you owe it, and if you owe two favors, you owe it. If you owe too much, you become a good friend. Look, Uncle Gan is quite old. You don't have any friends or anything, so you can reluctantly give him Dangdang friends. Save him from being alone and lonely." Shi Yu said.
"That's right. If it wasn't for the fear of delaying your cultivation, I would have wanted you to come to the store to help." Speaking of this, Gan Ping suddenly looked at Shiyu, "No, you are also a student, why haven't I seen you go to class? "
Shi Yu was at a loss for words, could she say that she couldn't even find the gate of the class
At this time, Wen Xian, who was crying with emotion, suddenly shouted: "Ah! I remembered. Are you Shi Yu?"
Shi Yu nodded, "Am I famous?"
Wen Xian's malnourished face instantly smiled happily, "I used to be the last in my grade. Now that you're here, it's finally not me."
"..." So this is her turn to sit
"However, I suggest that you report to the class as soon as possible. I heard that the instructor will expel you from the academy." Wen Xian said again.
There are four grades in Tiandi Xuanhuang in Imperial College, and each grade is divided into ten classes according to the ten-day stems such as A, B, C, and D. Of course, Class A of each grade is the best, while Class Gui is the worst. To put it bluntly, the Gui class is the class of poor students, and those with poor talents and backgrounds are basically here.
Because their talents and backgrounds are not enough, their mentors don't pay much attention to them, and many people simply give up on themselves. In order not to let them affect other people, the college specially formulated various rules for the students of Guiban to restrain them.
For example, students in other classes can practice freely, but students in Gui class must be in the classroom every class.
Another example is Shiyu's failure to report to the class in the past half month, which was basically ignored by the other class instructors, but in the Gui class, it was so serious that he was directly kicked out of the academy.
The double standard is evident.
There were also students from Class Gui who protested, but the school's only one sentence silenced them.
"If you feel unfair, then rely on strength to get fairness."
Unfortunately, what they lack is strength.