Soy Milk and Fried Dough Sticks, Steamed Buns and Mantou

When Yi returned with his prey, the clatter of mahjong tiles Mahjong came from inside the sled. Hearing this sound, Yi's eyes lit up.

The Mahjong were Wu Chu, two big little girls, and Kua.

When Yi returned, everyone glanced at him and then went back to playing, acting as if he didn't exist.

Yi didn't take it seriously, and sat down to watch from the side.

After watching for a while, they noticed that the Little Fox had more and more chips in front of her, while Kua had fewer and fewer chips in front of her, and Little Moon Spirit and Wu Chu were both buying and selling chips.

The more Yi watched, the more he felt that Kua's skills were terrible, not even in the same league. He wished he could sit in the chair and play a few rounds for Kua, then he would definitely dominate the battlefield.

"Uncle Kua, you can't hit the 'one' (a specific auspicious number)! Oh dear..."

"I won! Hehe..." The Little Fox spread out his cards and said with a smile.

"What are you yelling about? If you're so capable, you do it!" Kua said, pursing his lips.

Upon hearing this, Yi didn't hesitate and pushed Kua aside without hesitation, which was exactly what he wanted!

Then Wu Chu said with a smile, "The loser has to yell like A Qiu and the others. Do you dare to play? There aren't many chips left to win."

Yi glanced at the half-full stack of chips in front of him, chuckled, and said, "No problem! I'm the best card player in the tribe, consider it a small favor for you all, come on..."

Overflowing with confidence, Yi spoke with an air of arrogance.

Wu Chu shook his head and said to the Little Fox, "Xiao Yu, give him all the chips you lost, so he won't be dissatisfied and try to cheat us."

"Trying to cheat? How could that be? I'm not that kind of witch!"

However, after a few rounds, Yi, who had been brimming with confidence, began to scratch his head in frustration, wondering if the Little Fox had cheated. Why was its luck so good?

An hour later, Yi ran out of chips, and then, with his neck stiff, he started imitating the cries of A Qiu and the others. Wu Chu secretly recorded this scene on his phone.

Unwilling to admit defeat, Yi shouted that he would try again; he wanted revenge.

Another hour passed, and Yi barked again.

At noon, Little Moon Spirit wanted to cook for everyone, but Yi wouldn't let her, acting like a gambler who'd lost everything. So Kua took Little Moon Spirit's place, and everyone continued cooking.

In the end, Kua didn't lose; it was still Yi who lost.

From day to night, and from night to day, for several days in a row, the group took turns playing Mahjong, causing Yi to lose so much that his mentality completely collapsed.

"How is this possible? This is impossible! Why didn't Uncle Kua lose, but I was the only one who lost?"

Wu Chu smiled and said to the Little Fox, "Xiao Yu, teach him a good lesson!"

Xiao Yu chuckled and said, "There are only so many tiles in a Mahjong. When we were arranging the tiles, I had already basically memorized the ones I needed to remember... And based on the tiles you played, I can basically guess what tiles you have in your hand. I don't need to use my Divine Sense to cheat like you said; just my memory is enough to beat you."

Upon hearing this, Yi's eyes lit up, and he said, "You can win cards just by remembering? Is there some kind of pattern to it? Sister Xiao Yu, can you teach me?"

Seeing this, Wu Chu was speechless. He had originally intended to use this method to make Yi lose until he was scared, and then tell him that playing this game too much was pointless. With his brains, he couldn't possibly outsmart the Little Fox! He was easily manipulated.

And then this guy actually...

The Little Fox glanced at Wu Chu, Wu Chu coughed lightly and said, "After losing for so many days, haven't you learned anything? Do you still want to keep playing? Aren't you bored of losing all this time? Don't you feel ashamed of constantly imitating A Qiu and the others?"

Yi nodded and said, "How boring! How embarrassing! But as long as I can win back, then it won't be embarrassing or boring anymore! I refuse to believe I can't beat you all..."

Wu Chu and the Little Fox chuckled softly. "Young man, your courage is commendable! Let's go all out this time. Whoever loses is forbidden from playing this game for life. Are you in?"

"That won't do. Without Mahjong, what fun is there in this shamanistic life!"

"I'm done playing, Xiao Fei'er, you play for me! This is so boring, I'd rather teach Little Moon Spirit how to make some pan-fried buns!"

When Wu Chu stopped playing, Yi suddenly felt he had lost a lot of fun. After all, what joy was there in winning against anyone else if he couldn't beat Wu Chu?

Seeing Yi's dejected expression, the Little Fox laughed and said, "You'll never be able to beat Senior A Chu. Don't ask why, it's just that you're not smart enough! You have to understand, even the way to play this thing was devised by Senior A Chu, how can you possibly compete with him?"

The Little Fox is only confident of beating Wu Chu doesn't need Yibao's help, but if Yibao secretly helps Wu Chu, then forget it.

In terms of computational and deductive reasoning abilities, Yibao is far superior to her.

As Wu Chu stepped out of the snowmobile and listened to the Little Fox's words, Yi seemed to be deep in thought.

"A Chu, the steamed buns aren't ready yet! Aren't you going to play anymore?"

In the Heaven Snow, Little Moon Spirit was steaming buns under a large tree, with an ice platform beside her, upon which were placed many kitchen utensils.

Everything around them was white, even the woods in front of them were white.

Not long after Wheat was introduced, Wu Chu taught Little Moon Spirit how to make steamed buns and mantou. Besides these, there were also fried dough sticks, fried pancakes, hand-pulled noodles, and so on.

Even the Wu Chu used Fish Beans to grind soybeans to make soy milk... Thus, soy milk, fried dough sticks, steamed buns, mantou, and other China breakfast foods appeared in Purple Jade Mountain.

At that moment, a white figure moved swiftly through the white forest; it was difficult to see clearly without careful observation.

Swoosh...

Before long, a figure appeared in front of Wu Chu, digging his legs into the snow. "Teacher, I'm here!"

The one who came was the White Ape Old Round, summoned by Wu Chu specifically to deal with Yi.

Yi is acting a bit like a rebellious teenager now. He needs someone to teach him a lesson, but if anyone else tries to discipline him, he can always find an excuse to comfort himself.

He used to only feel resentful when he lost to Old Round.

Therefore, the only option was to call Old Round over and teach Yi how to be a shaman.

Wu Chu nodded and reached out to pat its shoulder. If this guy hadn't shrunk, Wu Chu really wouldn't have been able to pat its shoulder. But now that it had shrunk and was squatting on the ground like a monkey, patting its shoulder was no problem.

"Long time no see, how is your cultivation?"

Old Round nodded, couldn't help but glance at the aroma wafting from the steamer, then grinned ingratiatingly at Yueling, revealing a mouthful of fangs.

Upon seeing this, Yueling couldn't help but chuckle.

"Come on, let's go warm up over there first. Don't worry, I won't use Illusion Technique!"

Not long after, in this Heaven Snow, a fierce wind whipped up flying snow.