Wen Fei could feel that a power hidden in his body that had been hidden for a long time seemed to be triggered by this fragrance and seemed to be about to come back to life.

But this power was too thin and made him feel unreal.

In fact, from the beginning of stepping into the rain forest, Master Wen felt that there was a kind of power deep in his bloodline.

After waiting for a while, I saw a fat guy wearing an apron that had not been washed for many years and had been black and could not be washed. He carried a basin of fragrant soup and walked in.

As a Chinese who believes in impure and not sick after eating, Wen Fei turned a blind eye to the chef's apron.

Quinn and others have been mercenaries before, and they were the first to be special forces soldiers. When they didn’t eat anything, they had never eaten anything. They didn’t know how much they did with Bertha. Of course, they wouldn’t care too much. Moreover, the fragrance of this soup is really tempting.

Wen Fei took a look and it looked very similar to family portraits, hodgepodges, etc. All kinds of white, red and yellow boiled together, and the colors looked very bright, making people feel like they were at first sight.

Master Wen only recognized it. The white one seemed to be frog meat. However, the fruits and beans inside were unable to distinguish between Master Wen.

"This kind of soup is called full of strength in the local language. It tastes quite good!" Wu Yue introduced it grandly.

The captain with a beard also looked proud. He was obviously full of confidence in this kind of food that looked good.

Wen Fei took a bite and suddenly felt an indescribable delicacy. It was born from the tip of his tongue. This taste was so complex, with sweet, sweet, bitter, spicy and fresh, and all kinds of tastes gathered at the tip of his tongue. It was so clear that it was so delicious!

Especially Wen Fei can feel that there are too many herbal spices added to the ingredients of this soup, which have very nourishing effects. Maybe it is the reason why this soup is called full of power?

When others saw Master Wen’s performance, they couldn’t help but make their index fingers. Fortunately, the chef made quite a lot of soup, which was enough for the big-bellied men to fill their stomachs.

Only Wu Yue muttered: "Everything is good here. There is no rice as a staple food!"

Wen Fei was carefully savoring the medicinal effects contained in this soup, an extremely weak but very nourishing power. As he digested and entered his body, it seemed that even the blood power in Master Wen's body would be awakened.

It’s just a pity that this power is too meager. It almost reaches the point where it is undetectable. If it weren’t for Master Wen’s control of his body and reaching a state of divine and wiseness, he would probably not have discovered this power.

That kind of indifference is like adding a grain of salt to such a few dozen servings of soup.

Wen Fei called the chef over and said, "Your food is pretty good, what did you use to make it?"

The chef of indigenous descent shrugged and said, "This is the secret of my ancestors, my craft of eating."

Wen Fei was not angry either. He thought the chef was very interesting. In him, Master Wen even felt a strange power. This power was hidden and not revealed. If Master Wen had not awakened his bloodline, he would have almost no feeling.

He waved his hand to Quinn who was about to stand up and smiled, "I'll tell you a story, okay?"

Although he rejected Wen Fei, the chef wanted to appear a little nervous. Wen Fei was fine, he looked like Wu on the boat. Although he was flexible, his strength should be limited.

But the bodyguards Wen Fei brought were different. They were all big and thick, looking like a desperate. They even had weapons on their bodies.

But in the jungle, it is a lawless place. Even the law cannot control it. The dangers of the rainforest can easily devour anyone.

"It was a long time ago, a long time ago. About two thousand years ago, our country was not unified. There were dozens of countries of all sizes..."

No one expected that Master Wen Da Tian really talked about his bone marrow. The crew members who were a little nervous by the nervous atmosphere just now became a little ridiculous.

"... Among so many countries at that time, there was a small country. There was an ordinary person. There was a secret recipe in their family, which could soak their hands in cold water in winter and would not crack. Therefore, their family has been working for people to wash clothes for generations, because in ancient times, it was really a torture."

At this point, everyone understood more or less. Even Wu Yue was fascinated by the fact that he had obviously never read the South China Sutra.

"Later, a businessman heard about this and wanted to buy this prescription with a hundred kilograms of gold. Of course, people at that time could not tell the difference between gold and copper, so brass and gold were taken seriously by them. But even so, it was a great fortune.

But he refused to sell this recipe, and even said that we only earned a little money by doing rinsing for generations. Now we can get 100 kilograms of gold by selling medicine, but this is the foundation for our family to survive for generations. So we decided not to sell it!"

The chef whistled and said, "Someone is willing to pay a hundred kilograms of gold. I will definitely be willing to sell my recipe. But is brass..."

"How is the next story?" Only the captain was not relieved. He knew that what really mattered must be at the end.

"As a result, this merchant ran to another country. This country has something to do with Wu Yue's name. That country is called Wu Kingdom, and maybe it is the country of Wu Yue's ancestors!" Wen Fei said with a smile.

Wu Yue smiled and said, "The surnames in our country are all very ancient, and they are basically inherited for thousands of years. Maybe my ancestors are really Wu. Brother Wen, I hope you don't have to be a chef."

Wen Fei smiled slightly: "Of course I won't make things difficult for him, I just tell him a story. This merchant returned to his country, Wu. It turned out that he was not an ordinary businessman, but the king of Wu. He was beaten very miserably by his enemy country. He ran to Song to ask for reinforcements, but did not ask for help."

The group looked at each other, not knowing why the jump in this story was so big. It was obviously the medicine that didn't crack his hands, so how did it run into the war between the two countries?

"The King of Wu returned to his country, so he took a team of warriors to the home of the man who owned the magical prescription. He killed all his family and seized the prescription!"

Wen Fei said this, although everyone guessed it, they still couldn't help but exclaim. Even Quinn and others thought it was their true god and had already suggested it. They stood up one after another, took out their guns, and pointed it at the chef.

Suddenly, the scene became chaotic. The chef's face turned pale, and even the captain didn't expect these people to be so unscrupulous. Don't these guys want them to help enter the depths of the rainforest?

"My story has not been finished yet." Wen Fei waved his hand and asked Quinn and others to put away the money. He glanced at the chef who was almost scared and said, "Is it true that why did this King of Wu kill other people's family and also get that prescription?"

Without waiting for others to answer, Wen Fei said: "Later, the Wu Kingdom and Yue Kingdom had a war. In winter, the King of Wu led all the navy troops to attack the capital of Yue Kingdom.

Because he has this secret recipe for not cracking his hands, no matter how cold the weather is, his hands will not crack when he touches cold water."

At this time, the answer to the mystery was revealed, which made everyone suddenly realize.

Wen Fei continued: "But the people of Yue are different. Their soldiers are prone to frostbite in winter. Once they are frostbite, they cannot hold their weapons. As a result, they are no match for the King of Wu. His enemy will be destroyed."

After telling the story of "The Unswerable Medicine" adapted by Master Wen Da, he said to the thoughtful people: "The same thing has different uses in different hands. For example, you are holding this soup and just used to cook..."

"Can you still use this soup to fight?" Wu Yue joked, trying to ease the atmosphere. But he suddenly realized that no one paid attention to him, and the atmosphere was so tense.

A smile appeared on Wen Fei's lips: "Of course not. I want to play with Mr. Chef, and I should be very clear about the use of this food called a powerful food. Has no one ever told you about the old man in your tribe?"

After hearing Wen Fei's words, the chef's face became very exciting and he stammered: "Can it be, can it be..."

"That's right!" Wen Fei nodded high and said, "I am!" As he said that, he spread his hand and then he could see a ball of white flames gathering in his palms.

"Isn't this magic?" Wu Yue said with a tough forehead, but no one paid attention to this humor. He simply closed his mouth directly.

And the chef felt that all his eyes and even all his soul were attracted by such a jumping flame in Wen Fei's hands.

It's like the flame, which does not emit light and heat energy, is a black hole that absorbs all matter and cannot escape even light.

"Magic?" Wen Fei smiled slightly, treating his compatriot as a whistleholder. He waved his hand, and the white light shot towards the corner of the cabin, an inconspicuous totem.

It was a very inconspicuous puppet hanging on the wall, with a strong smell of rainforest. When everyone saw it, they would only treat it as a handicraft.

But at this moment, Wen Fei's fireball fell on the puppet. A silent scream sounded silently, but it sounded in everyone's heart. (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, novels are better, updated and faster!
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