The legend of the craftsman

"Stop." The haughty tone.

Du Ze stopped and looked at him suspiciously, as if he didn't understand why he was blocked.

Zhang Shuyan stood up from the grand teacher's chair, looked at Du Ze up and down like a monkey, and joked with the servants of Du's family beside him in a strange way: "Look, this black one is like charcoal, Da Zhu, it's the same as the one that passed by just now." It’s the same as our black-skinned monkey, but it’s just a female.”

After speaking, it seemed like he had told some funny joke, and he leaned forward and backward with laughter.

Du Ze looked at him bitterly, his eyes wished he could poke two holes out of him.

When Zhang Shu saw it, he immediately jumped up, pointed at his face and scolded, "What are you looking at, you think you can pretend to be a white pig with a layer of white powder! Bah, what the hell."

Du Ze's mouth was trembling with anger, he angrily knocked off Zhang Shuyan and pointed at his hand, and walked into the airship station on his own.

Zhang Shu jumped his feet angrily, got up and was about to chase after him, "Stop, you dare to hit me—"

A servant of the Du family quickly stopped him, and humbly persuaded him: "Little manager, little manager, don't bother with a person from the country who has never seen the world, they are not sensible, don't worry about it, we still have business, you go After chasing her, who will take charge of the overall situation?"

When Zhang Shuyan heard it, he thought of the task assigned by his wife, so he spat, and then gave up.I thought to myself, when I catch that piebald face, I have to fix it and vent my anger!This one or two, they don't pay him much attention!

Du Ze entered the station, slowly released his right hand holding the pen gun, and hid the sweat-soaked gun in his sleeve again.In fact, when he opened Zhang Shuyan's hand, he was nervous. If he really got into trouble, he might not have a good fruit to eat.

However, let him be insulted by a clown and swallow his anger, he can't do it.Moreover, he believes that a personality completely opposite to that of little Du Ze is more conducive to escape.

Striding towards the ticket office, this time he had a clear destination - the capital Huasu!The capital of a country is always the place where the water is the deepest. He doesn't believe that a small branch of the Du family can reach there!

There are still formal colleges where he can study. He groped for himself like this, after all, he was not as good as others standing on the shoulders of giants.

After thinking about it, Du Ze paid for the ticket.

"Two thousand, 650 if." The conductor looked at Du Ze's face in surprise, and quoted the fare. The voice of the woman in Ju Country was really rough.

Du Ze fumbled through all his pockets and took out [-] Ruo.As a last resort, I had to divert to Yongji, the nearest big city to the capital.

After getting off the airship, Du Ze first went to a clothing store to buy a set of men's clothes. He ignored the strange eyes of the people around him and walked into the men's room.

A young man with a weak crown who was going to the toilet turned red when he saw Du Ze, hurriedly stuffed the baby into his pants, turned around and ran away, like a vicious dog chasing and biting his ass.

Du Ze smiled slightly and took off.He found a sink for the clothes on his body, took out two balls of cotton used to change the shape of his face from his mouth, took the clothes and began to wash his face.

The vine juice was not comfortable to apply on the face, the skin it irritated was painful and itchy. In addition, he shaved his eyebrows, adjusted the shape of his eyes with glue, and put on a layer of makeup. At this time, he, let alone Zhang Shuyan couldn't recognize it, and he didn't dare to recognize it himself.

Wuteng juice is not water-soluble, Du Ze ruthlessly wiped it off for a long time, until the skin turned red, and most of it was washed away.

As for the rest, Du Ze looked at his piebald face, so let it be, anyway, the effect of washing it all off and leaving a little bit is similar.

After leaving the public toilet, the first thing Du Ze did was to look for a job.

Now he is in a state of extreme poverty. If he does not work, he will sleep on the street!After thinking about it, Du Ze decided to try his luck at the waste collection station.

Working in a waste collection station is actually quite good. After earning start-up capital, he can make some "tools" to sell, and his life will get better soon.

After wandering around Yongji City for a long time, when his legs were almost broken, he finally found a waste collection station in a corner.

Du Ze knocked on the open door, "Is anyone there?"

A middle-aged man in his fifties walked out of it, wearing a set of gray work clothes that had been washed white, his skin was sallow, his eyes were cloudy, and he was as thin as a tree trunk.At first glance, it looks like a hard worker struggling to survive at the bottom.

Du Ze couldn't help being stunned when he saw the person coming.It may be that Boss Hu impressed him so deeply that he subconsciously thought that the waste collection station was a pretty good business.

Now, that doesn't seem to be the case.

"What's the matter?" The middle-aged man looked at Du Ze, his eyes fixed on Du Ze's piebald face, and there was a trace of guard in his expression.

Du Ze touched his face, said with a smile: "This is black rattan juice on my face, don't mind if it won't wash off for a while."

Only then did the middle-aged man's expression soften.

With an attitude of giving it a try, Du Ze asked, "Boss, are you recruiting?"

"Do you have any documents?" the man asked hoarsely.

Du Ze was startled, he never knew that there is such a thing as a certificate in this world, "Boss, I just came from the countryside, can you tell me where to get the certificate?"

"What kind of country, it's so backward, you don't even have a certificate." The man muttered, but he still took out his certificate, "That's it, you go home and get your certificate before you go out to work. This is not your country. No one would dare to use you without a certificate."

"Oh, oh." Du Ze dealt with it, but quickly inserted his mental power into the man's ID card. It seemed to be a very ordinary card, similar to a modern ID card, and there was nothing special about it.

The man put away the card, waved his hand impatiently, and signaled Du Ze to leave.

This time he didn't find a job, so Du Ze was not discouraged and tried a few more shops, but every shop asked for a certificate, for fear of hiring child labor.

After hitting a wall a few times, Du Ze touched the only 300 Ruo and three empty stones in his pocket, and decided to sleep on the street first, and then recharge and sell for money after his mental power reached the orange level.

Thinking of this, Du Ze shook his head and laughed at himself. It's not easy for a doctor to sleep on the street.But what can he do if he has no relatives and is alone?

After making a decision, Du Ze started looking for a place.Fortunately, the weather is not cold at present, and the days are not difficult.

After buying two white steamed buns, Du Ze walked around while eating them.

After all, Yongji is a place close to the capital. The market is bustling, and pedestrians are hurrying to and fro on the streets. On the whole, it looks a bit like the magic capital of the previous life.However, there is no industrial pollution in this world, and the environment is not comparable to that of Shanghai.

Du Ze walked around and noticed that there was a small park next to a building that looked like a big shopping mall.

There are rows of benches for people to rest in the park, with sun visors above the benches.The place is sheltered from the wind and rain, and it looks nice.

After looking at it twice, Du Ze walked over and sat down on a random chair, and began to practice mental power to expand his sea of ​​consciousness.

At dawn the next day, Du Ze opened his eyes, stood up and stretched, stretching his numb legs.Seeing that there are already people doing morning exercises in the park, they also started running.

Little Du Ze's physical fitness is not good.The height is not up to the standard. Du Ze reckons that he is lucky to be able to reach 1.7 meters. This height is a flaw for a man.Du Ze couldn't help comforting himself that it would grow.

After jogging around the park for ten laps, Du Ze walked slowly and calmly, and then practiced Tai Chi.It took him a year to learn this set of Chen Style Taijiquan back then, and he was very particular about his movement and breathing.It is different from the Tai Chi that is popular outside. According to the Wangnianjiao who taught him the boxing technique, this is the master boxing technique.

After a set of punches, Du Ze was dripping with sweat and breathing heavily.After closing the momentum, there was applause in twos and threes around, and Du Ze smiled and cupped his fists to signal.Just when he was playing handsome, his stomach growled in disbelief.

Du Ze rubbed his stomach, nodded to the onlookers, and went out to the park to buy breakfast.

When I returned to the bench, I found a gray-haired old man in his sixties, with a white beard that was half the length of his middle finger on his chin, wearing a white shirt and black trousers, very ordinary, but with a pair of The eyes are shining with a light that points directly to the heart.

Seeing Du Ze come back, the old man waved to him.

Du Ze paused and walked over.

"Young man, you punched well. What kind of punch is this?" The old man smiled, with a hint of kindness in his eyes.

"Tai Chi." Du Ze smiled back.

The old man nodded and stopped talking.Du Ze didn't take this matter to heart, and continued to practice.

For the next four days, the old man would come to the street park every day, sometimes sitting next to Du Ze for a whole day.When Du Ze is not practicing, the two will talk about Tai Chi.After four days, the friendship developed well.

On the fifth day, when Du Ze was practicing, he suddenly had a mysterious feeling - he had advanced.This mysterious feeling made Du Ze jump for joy.

Can't wait to take out the empty stone and start charging it, this time, it must be orange stone!

The old man watched Du Ze's movements, a gleam flashed in his eyes.

Arrange the light spots in the shape of a character and send them into the empty stone. After the color turns orange, Du Ze immediately withdraws his mental power.

Facing the sun, Du Ze looked at the crystal orange stone and smiled.His strength has finally taken a step forward, and a better life is beckoning to him.

Holding the orange stone, Du Ze stood up and was about to find a grocery store to sell, when the old man stopped him.

"Where are you going, young man?"

"Sell orange stones."

The old man nodded, stood up and dusted off his buttocks, "Let's go, I'll take you to a regular place to sell."

"Ah?" Du Ze didn't know whether it was legal or not to sell energy stones.

After pausing for two seconds, he followed the old man's footsteps.

The place where the orange stones are collected is very close to the park, so close that it is on the fifth floor of the building next door.

After going up to the floor, Du Ze saw many people queuing up in front of the room at the deepest part of the corridor, and the long line reached the stairs.The old man ignored the team and led Du Ze directly into the third room on the left side of the corridor.

The staff in the room immediately stood up respectfully when they saw the old man.

"Test the young man's energy." He said, motioning for Du Ze to pass the orange stone to the staff.

Du Ze agreed.

The staff put the orange stone into an instrument, and the instrument felt the energy, and the value jumped quickly.

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When the value skipped [-], the two staff members in the room looked at Du Ze in astonishment.The minimum energy limit of orange stones is [-] calories, and orange stones with more than [-] calories are already small top grade.

The value didn't stop at 300, it was still going up.

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Every time the number goes up by ten, the expressions of the two people become surprised. When the number falls to 400, the two look at Du Ze's expression, as if they were looking at a monster.

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At this time, the two of them had no intention of paying attention to Du Ze. They stood up involuntarily, staring at the data on the screen that was still surging, and one of them unconsciously clenched his hand into a fist and stretched it out. Mouth, mouth pious murmur: up!up!up!Be sure to go up——

Because breaking through [-] would be a miracle!He is extremely eager to witness the birth of a miracle!

The value did not disappoint, it rose all the way in the expectation of everyone!

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"It must be [-]——!"

[-]! ! !

The two howled excitedly and embraced each other, as if they were the ones who created this miracle, it was really [-]!This is a miracle!They witnessed a miracle!

[-] is a limit, that is the place where orangestone should not reach - the yellowstone field!

The value did not stop because of the exclamation of others, it is still continuing this miracle, all the way up!