Everyday heroes

Chapter 212 Training with One Mind and Three Purposes

Although he had never handled such a large food, Guan Lang relied on his excellent knife skills and cooking skills.

Still successfully plucked and cut into pieces the astonishingly large eagle.

This mutated raptor with the genes of the Argentine giant eagle has a normal internal body, and its muscles and blood are no different from ordinary creatures.

Guan Lang cut off the largest piece of breast meat, which weighed about three or four catties, and put the other processed pieces of meat into the refrigerator to keep them fresh.

The texture of this red breast meat is very beautiful, like a piece of Q-bomb jelly.

Guan Lang couldn't help but swallowed his saliva when he saw it. The practice just now had consumed most of the energy in his body. At this moment, his appetite was also aroused by this attractive texture of meat.

The meat was cut into even small pieces crisply and neatly.

It was the first time for Guan Lang to make this kind of ingredient, so he cooked it as beef.

Marinate the sliced ​​meat with cooking wine and dark soy sauce for 10 minutes, then add starch and cooking oil.

When the oil in the pan is hot, add the onion and minced garlic and stir-fry.

Before the final pan, pour in the scallions, light soy sauce, salt, white pepper, and sesame oil one by one and stir fry.

A fragrant scallion fried eagle meat is hot out of the pan.

"Cuckoo."

Guan Lang's stomach made a sound.

This smells delicious.
No, it's not because of the aroma of the meat slices, but because there seems to be an extremely attractive factor in the meat slices.

Guan Lang ignored the fact that the rice was not cooked yet.

Picking up the chopsticks and holding a piece, I can't wait to put it in my mouth.

Thick and satisfying slices of meat entered the mouth, chewed and swallowed.

The meat slice seemed to turn into energy to nourish his body the moment it entered the abdomen.

Guan Lang felt warm in his stomach, and with just one slice, he felt that hunger was well relieved.

Couldn't help eating a few more slices.

To be honest, the taste of the sliced ​​meat can only be said to be good, but it has not reached a very surprising level, but it provides a lot of energy.

This rare feeling of satisfaction and fullness fascinated Guan Lang, who had long been a big eater.

Moreover, the abundant blood in the meat may not be of any benefit to the body of ordinary people, and may even damage the body's functions due to over-supplementation, but for a person with an extraordinary physique like him, it is indeed just the right amount of nourishment.

If he can eat this ingredient every meal for a long time, his usual excessive training effect can be improved by several percent.

It's a pity that this kind of food was only hunted by him by chance, and the current reserve is only more than 40 catties.

One meal is one less meal.

Guan Lang licked his lips, clamped the chopsticks one after another, and soon all the meat slices in the big dish had entered Guan Lang's belly.

"Hic!" Guan Lang hiccupped, sat in the pavilion and rubbed his stomach.

What a satisfying breakfast.

After digesting for a while, the abundant energy and physical strength in his body made him unable to practice martial arts again.

Guan Lang carried a bag of giant eagle feathers, and waited for the kitchen waste to find an open space to bury his intestines.

After finishing his work, he leisurely went to the apartment.

Today is a pleasant, leisurely Saturday.

The air in the morning smelled of warm sunshine, perhaps because he found special high-grade ingredients, Guan Lang seemed in a good mood.

There was even a little song hummed in the room.

Guan Lang took out the digital screen, held the pressure-sensitive pen in his hand, and continued the previous work of receiving orders for painting.

About 60.00% of the progress is left. For him who is drawing very fast now, the workload is not very heavy.

Smooth and slender lines that seemed to have vitality slowly flowed out of his hands.

Guan Lang drew for over an hour, increasing the amount of the task by another ten percent.

While drinking water at halftime, he had a whim.

What if you use Tai Chi instead of your hands to precisely manipulate the pressure-sensitive pen to draw?
You know, his Tai Chi can accurately control three targets.

If his thinking can keep up and he can do three things with one mind, wouldn't it mean that his painting speed can be doubled, or even tripled on the current basis?
Guan Lang didn't think this was completely impossible.

His spirit has reached the E-level, and he may be able to keep up with it after a period of exercise.

As for the precise control of Tai Chi, more training may be needed. This level of micro-manipulation is still a relatively difficult level for him at present.

This kind of training can not only improve the speed of painting, but also train the precise control of spirit and Tai Chi. It should be a good training program.

Guan Lang thought about it, but after the rest time, he didn't use Tai Chi to paint.

These commercial orders should be drawn by hand. If you use too much effort, the level at the beginning must not be much higher.

If there is no draft, it is also a kind of damage to his reputation.

You can try the usual painting training. If you can master Yushi Taiji to paint and output stable and efficient commercial works, he will naturally not rigidly insist on painting by himself.

After one morning, his work progress has reached about 90.00%, and only some details need to be adjusted and improved.

Although this speed seems incredible to other painters, it is just a normal drawing efficiency for Guan Lang, who is a superman with all attributes.

The pre-preparation and communication are sufficient, and the accumulation of materials is impeccable. When I start to write, I have devoted myself to the painting. Naturally, it is not comparable to those painters who revise, revise, and stop and think.

During lunch, Guan Lang didn't tuck in the good things for himself to enjoy.

Cooked some eagle meat, ready to give my little cousin a taste.

Although too much qi and blood in it is too nourishing for ordinary people, but only a small amount should be nourishing to a certain extent.

At the dinner table, Guan Lang only let Wu Yazhen take a slice.

After eating one tablet, rest for a while, and then eat another tablet.

At first, Wu Yazhen didn't understand what her cousin was doing, but after she ate the second tablet, she had a nosebleed not long after, and she realized why Guan Lang was so careful.

Guan Lang explained to her that this dish is a medicinal diet with some ginseng and other nourishing tonics, and people with weak constitutions cannot eat more.

So Wu Yazhen, who ate two slices of meat, could only watch Guan Lang feasting on it full of resentment, while she picked up other dishes.

The chubby Qian Qiu unknowingly walked to the dining table and shared some.

Although it is small, its tolerance is stronger than that of a big person like Wu Yazhen. After eating four tablets, it went to the cat's litter to sleep and digest.

This result caused Wu Yazhen to be particularly injured. She did not expect that her physique was not as good as Qianqiu's.

Of course, the two of them didn't eat much. The most important thing was that nearly [-]% of the meat went into Guan Lang's stomach.

(End of this chapter)