After the fairy disappeared

Chapter 81 Eating Tofu

This is the most unofficial person in Heishui City. The blacksmith hurriedly said: "No, no, this magic weapon has a mind and an instinct for self-protection. Besides, it has been tempered and can withstand high temperatures. I am afraid that the temperature here will reach not."

Will a spiritual baby let him roast himself?
"Then who can do it?"

"No one in Heishui City can do it, and Jinzhou is not enough." The blacksmith hesitated for a moment, "It's best to go to the big eastern city or the capital, I heard that the Spiritual Weapon Sect is stationed in those places, maybe there are secret skills and stoves that can be used. Get off the gold on the head of the staff."

To put it bluntly, only a magic weapon can defeat a magic weapon.His place is an ordinary melting furnace, and the staff is only used as a sauna after entering it, and only the sect that specializes in casting magic tools will have special stoves.

He Lingchuan knew that it was useless to embarrass him, so he threw a small silver coin to him, stood up and left.

Zeng Feixiong quickly followed: "I'll treat you to a drink."

On the third day after returning from the desert, he received a generous reward, and Junshou He also kept his promise, and sent someone to take care of old father Zeng [-] hours a day.

The pressure on Zeng Feixiong's body dropped suddenly, and he felt that the sky was blue, his breathing became smoother, and his pockets bulged.

He Lingchuan contributed a lot to his ability to come back alive, and this trip to the desert greatly changed his perception of First Young Master He.

But He Lingchuan shook his head: "Another day."

The joy of the rest of his life after the catastrophe has passed, and he returned to the daily routine of eating, drinking and having fun, and he suddenly felt that he lost interest.

Just go home and sleep.

But after taking two steps, he suddenly turned his head and said, "Tonight, I will let Liu Baobao treat me."

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After returning home, He Lingchuan didn't lie down and go to sleep, but first went to the small martial arts field to practice sword skills.

This trip to the Panlong Desert made him really feel the gap between himself and Nian Songyu.After falling into an illusion and losing the support of his father and the Blackwater City Army, when he faced Nian Songyu's malice, what he often thought of was how to save his life, and he didn't even care about getting angry.

Afterwards, he found out that Nian Songyu's nature was even worse, and he and Mao Tao were only verbally mocking him and Mao Tao in the Panlong illusion, because he and Sun Fuping had the idea of ​​sacrificing the two of them later, and they were too lazy to argue with the mortal man at that time. .

The traction technique handed down in his family is only to lay the foundation for He Lingchuan. While self-supervising, he also needs more and more profound methods.

In the first two months after he came to this world, he just wanted to be thorough and enjoy the wealth, but the appearance of Sun Fuping and others told him that in this world, please come to him.

In the past two days, he also looked for He Chunhua, hoping that his father could find a stronger and more suitable exercise for him.He Chunhua readily agreed.

The light of the knife shone, and an hour passed in a blink of an eye.

The intensity that made him sweat profusely before, but this time it was just a slight tide on his back.Perhaps it was the experience between life and death that made his physical strength and toughness rise.

In the end, He Lingchuan stopped, wiped off his rough skin recently exposed to the hot desert sun, and decided to go to the back kitchen to find something to eat.

It seems to be getting hungry faster than before.

Today the He residence is very quiet, He Chunhua is in the official office, and Ying Hongchan is out, he doesn't have to deal with anyone.

He Lingchuan touched the cabinet where the cook kept the food, opened it, and it was good. In addition to the red date cake piled up like a hill, there was also white and tender sweet-scented osmanthus almond tofu in the cooler. toweringly.

The making and preservation of this kind of almond tofu use cellared summer ice.September in Heishui City has just entered the rainy season, and the weather is stuffy and hot. At this time, you can eat a few spoonfuls of cold and sweet almond tofu, and the heat in your head will be repelled.

He Lingchuan took a big bowl and poured out half of the pot.

As soon as he ate a few pieces, someone beside him hurriedly said, "Hey, save some for me!"

As soon as he turned his head, he saw He Yue.

"Why are you back?" The little bookworm shouldn't be at home today.

"Go home and get some ledgers." He Yue also scooped up dessert for himself, with gentle movements, but the bowl was as big as his. "I want to eat something to relieve the heat."

Seeing his elder brother gobble it up, He Yue hesitated to speak.

When stealing food, He Lingchuan always kept his eyes open: "Speak up, don't hide what you have to say."

"Dad and I have been so busy recently. One hundred and five people died and 37 were injured during the trip to Panlong. Pensions and rewards each cost a lot of money, and there are promotions... the items are up to today Just do it well."

"Oh." What does this have to do with him?First Young Master He has always been only responsible for heartlessness.

He Yue hesitated.

"What else?" The boy's forehead was wrinkled into a "Chuan", "You look like you are constipated, eat more almond tofu, it will relieve diarrhea!"

He Yue subconsciously took the bowl away.

"These tasks are basically entrusted to me, because my father has been busy meeting with many chambers of commerce and missions these days, and he went to the restaurant four times."

"I know, he even asked me to make an appointment with the Liu Family Chamber of Commerce, that is, Liu Baobao's family." He Lingchuan didn't take it seriously, "What's the problem? It's not his job?"

He Chunhua is very busy at the beginning and end of each sandstorm season, because there are a lot of business activities in Heishui City at this time.

This year's wild sand season has just begun, and the caravans and missions that catch the last bus on Hongya Road to enter Dayuan have to go through the customs here before they can disperse into the eastern and central regions. The workload of He Chunhua's entire team can be imagined.

"Other large and small meetings are handed over to the officials in the office. Do you know the characteristics of the guests that father interviews these days?"

He Lingchuan shook his head.

"They are all going to the capital city." He Yue looked serious, "The first batch of them set off on the road three days ago. Now the road to Woling Pass in the east has been opened, so if you go there to take a boat and turn the waterway, you will go down the river. , you can reach Dadu in a few days at most!"

"so what?"

"My office is not far from the meeting hall, and I can often hear laughter and laughter inside."

"What's wrong?" He Lingchuan felt normal when he heard this.

"Brother, father usually has a dignified face when he meets businessmen, but it's usually not like this."

"What exactly do you want to say?" He Lingchuan looked for water, and choked a bit after eating too much red date cake, "Don't hesitate, you are like a girl."

"Let's talk about it in private, don't spread the word." He Yue hesitated again, before saying, "I guess, father wants them to go to the capital to build momentum, and spread the rumor first."

"What rumor?"

"It's the news that we defeated Sun Fuping and Nian Songyu." He Yue showed a little smile, "Aren't you bragging in Heishui City these days?"

He Lingchuan was dissatisfied: "Isn't this the truth? How can it be called a rumor, how can it be called a big blow?"

"If the father has not played the performance, and it spreads in advance, it will be called a rumor."

He Lingchuan was startled: "My father hasn't played yet, how is it possible?"

(End of this chapter)