In the front yard of Sun Hao’s residence.

"I'm still kneeling outside?" Sun Hao asked.

"Yes, young master! He hasn't moved these days!" Huang Rumeng said.

So stubborn?

I really have the determination not to give up until I achieve my goal!

It is really hard to see with such perseverance.

However, he wanted to take himself as his teacher.

There seems to be nothing to teach?

I don't know how to practice.

"Follow me to see!"

"Okay, young master!"

The two came outside the yard.

But Mo Haoshi crawled on the ground, motionless.

That look like a wood carving.

He murmured from time to time: "Young Master, I was wrong! Please accept my disciple!"

Looking at it, I was aged several decades.

Sun Hao looked at Mo Haoshi and said, "Accept you as your disciple? What do you want to learn?"

As soon as these words came out.

Mo Haoshi's body trembled.

He slowly looked up, and when he saw Sun Hao, his eyes burst into strange light.

"Young Master!"

"I want to learn carving from you!"

Mo Haoshi's eyes shone brightly and he kept kowtowing.

"It's not necessary to learn carving, but..." Sun Hao stopped talking.

"Young Master, please mention any instructions you have!" Mo Haoshi said.

"First, I won't accept you as my disciple, but you can come and watch it when I carve it!"

"Second, I don't provide accommodation, I will solve the problem myself!"

"Third, you can only come once a day, stay for two hours at most! If I don't have carvings that day, please come back immediately!" Sun Hao said.

"Young Master, there is no problem, absolutely no problem!"

Mo Haoshi focuses on the key points.

"Okay, get up!" Sun Hao said.

"Thank you, young master!"

Mo Haoshi stood up and stood respectfully aside.

"Come with me!"

"yes!"

Mo Haoshi followed behind him and came to the pavilion.

"You haven't eaten yet, are you? Do you want to eat a little?" Sun Hao asked.

"Young Master, why are you so embarrassed?"

Mo Haoshi looked at the two plates of side dishes, looking at them.

In the past few days, I have already salivated myself after smelling the fragrance every day.

I don't know how many times my stomach has sounded.

"It's okay, eat!"

"Thank you, young master!"

Mo Haoshi bowed with his fists, walked to the table, and ate with him.

Sun Hao looked at Mo Haoshi and nodded secretly.

These two dishes were reserved for him on purpose.

These days, I deliberately let him go for a few days, and I will grind his temperament.

This old guy is so old and has such a thick skin, he can't do it without changing it.

Judging from his current appearance, the changes were extremely obvious.

Such a good fortune is worth a leek, and if you don’t harvest a few handfuls, can you be worthy of yourself?

"Young Master, this dish is so delicious! Did it be made by the lady?" Mo Haoshi asked.

lady?

Have you ever had a wife?

Sun Hao and Yu Guang swept towards Huang Rumeng, but saw her shyly lowering her head.

There is no explanation!

It seems that she has agreed?

Is there such a good thing?

Since Huang Rumeng doesn’t explain, why do you want to explain?

"Not bad!" Sun Hao nodded slightly.

"Mrs. Cooking skills are unprecedented and no one comes after that! Every dish is like a work of art, making people reluctant to leave their chopsticks!"

"Eat it in your mouth, it smells full of fragrance and endless aftertaste. It is really the ultimate taste in the world!"

Mo Haoshi eats like a slightest, while praising him.

When Huang Rumeng heard this, her face turned slightly red, "Where, I am far inferior to the young master!"

"What?"

Mo Haoshi was shocked and looked at Sun Hao with admiration on his face, "Young Master, are you also a master of cooking?"

"I'm so proud, Ru Meng's cooking skills are comparable to mine now!" Sun Hao said.

"So it's a famous teacher who produces a great disciple!"

Mo Haoshi nodded and kept praising.

After a meal.

Mo Haoshi looked at Sun Hao and said, "Young Master, are you going to carve today?"

Looking at Mo Haoshi's eager look, Sun Hao smiled slightly, "Okay, come with me!"

"Yes, young master!"

The two came to the carving room.

Sun Hao sat down, holding the wood in his left hand and the carving knife in his right hand.

"Sculpting, what you need to pay attention to..."

While explaining, Sun Hao began to carve.

Each array pattern is completed in one stroke, so perfect that there are no flaws.

Mo Haoshi widened his eyes and stared blankly.

The more you look, the more sweat beads on your forehead.

The young master's technique seems ordinary, but in fact it has the supreme Taoist rhyme.

It was like watching the young master's evolution path, extremely terrifying.

The longer you stare, the more dizzy your head becomes.

I am stupid and it is difficult to see the trajectory clearly.

"Young Master... this is not a peerless immortal!"

"Young Master must be the Immortal King!"

Mo Haoshi opened his mouth wide and his face was shocked.

His body was sweating like rain and his clothes were wet.

An indescribable dizziness hits.
To be continued...