Back at Feiying's house, Jiang Che and Ding Ning looked at the table full of food.

The light in the house is soft and warm, illuminating the faces that are full of expectation.

As soon as he entered the door, Ding Ning saw the dishes served in white salt on the table.

Her eyes lit up, because when she was cooking, she was always troubled by the fact that salt would melt into the dishes.

At this moment, she felt like she had discovered a new world and her excitement was beyond words.

This was the first time she had seen a dish that was not melted and clean.

She moved closer to the dining table and observed carefully, her eyes full of curiosity and surprise.

When Jiang Che saw the table of food, his expression was complicated.

He had eaten very few dishes before, and this was the first time he had seen salt-baked dishes.

He stared at Feihu with shock in his eyes. It looked like this salt was more than what An Ning put in, right?
The salt that An-Ning puts is just a little on the surface of the dishes.

There are small snow mountains on top.

But Feiying and the others didn't need to use more salt in cooking just to please An-Ning.

He told Feihu that there was no need to deliberately do some things, and everyone should just eat what they wanted and liked.

If you deliberately do something to please others, it will make you seem more like a superior or a subordinate.

If possible, he would rather be friends with everyone and get along with them normally.

"Please sit down first." Jiang Che just took a look and did not show any dissatisfaction.

Ding Ning looked at Feiying curiously, she knew that Feiying had cooked this meal.

"Why doesn't the salt melt?" She tilted her head, looking like a curious baby.

She felt that this looked much better than what she could do herself.

She recalled that when she was cooking, sometimes she didn't control herself well and there would be black lumps on the dishes.

"Why doesn't this salt melt?" Ding Ning looked at the salt in the bowl, his face full of curiosity.

Her eyes moved back and forth between the dishes and the salt, eager to know the principle behind it.

Feiying looked at the lord in front of her. She was curious about everything in the kitchen.

Although Ding Ning walked very close, he felt that he could see her appearance clearly, but for some reason, even though he could see clearly what she looked like, he couldn't remember it clearly in his mind.

Whenever I think of her, it's all just a blur.

"This is called salt baking." Feiying patiently explained to her the method of making it.

At this time, the soft light in the restaurant shines on everyone, creating a warm atmosphere.

Ding Ning is no longer a novice now. She has mastered everything after just a few simple instructions.

After learning it, she walked over to Jiang Che and sat with him at the dining table.

"Try it. If it tastes good, I'll do it for you next time."

She looked at Jiang Che expectantly. Although Feiying explained it in great detail, she still thought that with this method, the salt could not be fully integrated into the dish.

I don’t know if this tastes good.

But she believes in humans, and she still has a lot to learn about cooking.

Under her expectant gaze, Jiang Che picked up the chopsticks and picked up a piece of chicken.

The dim light enveloped the dining table. Jiang Che sat there, mentally prepared for the "disaster".

When he saw Feiying and others learning to put so much salt together, he was completely numb.

Who said Ding Ning is the real Salt Prince? He only thinks these people are the real ones!
He secretly groaned in his heart, looking at the dishes covered with salt, and felt his scalp tingling.

He could eat the food cooked by Ding Ning, no matter what it tasted like. But he couldn't stand eating someone else's food. If he didn't behave well, it would probably reveal a flaw to Ding Ning, making her doubt him.

However, when he put the chicken in his mouth, all he felt was the delicious gravy bursting in his mouth.

The tenderness of the chicken is perfectly combined with just the right amount of seasoning. The presence of salt not only does not destroy the taste, but adds a unique flavor.

Jiang Che looked at the dishes on the table, his eyes full of confusion.

Is it possible to make normal food with so much salt?

"Is it delicious? If it is, I'll make it for you when I get home!" Ding Ning looked at Jiang Che expectantly. She felt that it would taste better if it melted, but girls can never refuse beautiful things.

If all the salt melts, it will easily form lumps on the dishes.

If it dries a little, it will solidify on top, which doesn’t look very good.

She was most satisfied with Feiying's approach.

Jiang Che was stunned, then nodded.

"My wife's cooking is the best."

Hearing his flattering words, Ding Ning said nothing, but just smiled secretly with her lips pursed.

After the meal, Jiang Che looked at Feihu and Feiying with complicated eyes.

Because this approach is truly a way that does not hurt Dingning or yourself.

"When you go to the Octopus Lord's copy later, I will go with you." Feiying's eyes were clear. After the meal, there was nothing left in his heart that he couldn't let go.

"I also contacted several other human lords, all of whom had no levels in the dungeon."

"Everyone will go inside with you."

"During this period, I will discuss with them what to do next. You don't have to trust them, and you don't have to trust me."

"In there, the only person you have to trust is yourself." Feiying explained seriously.

Although he asked everyone to cooperate, no one knew what would happen inside.

"You just need to follow your own plan and do what you want to do, don't worry about us."

They ended up not conducting game rehearsals in advance.

Because the more you practice this kind of psychological warfare, the harder it is to react and react accordingly.

Following the rules set in advance will lead to failure.

Jiang Che gave him a complicated look and reminded him that he would not show any favoritism, whether it was people from the Octopus Lord's own territory or people from outside.

Because in his eyes, this is just a game.

His territory is also the one with the most iterations and updates of evil spirits.

After they are all dead, he will consume the territory's energy and give birth to new evil spirits.

He will ensure that every time he starts, there are enough people to participate in the game with him.

The evil spirits born in the territories of other lords are subordinates and relatives to them.

But to the Octopus Lord, these are just tools to play games with him.

He didn't even expect the level of these tools to be very high, he just wanted to watch them fight and die in this game.

He wouldn't care if some humans went in. He just needed to make sure the number of people in the two camps was equal.

After leaving, Ding Ning was seriously explaining the specific rules to Jiang Che.

"It can be said that his territory is the one where his subordinates feel least at home." Ding Ning followed Jiang Che for a walk in the Black Forest. (End of this chapter)