It's simply!

After a bowl of rice, the description that Tang Wulin could think of was only these three words! It was simply!

He quickly ate up a large pot of thousand-year-old earth dragon tendons, and he also brought six bowls of moonlight rice.

The chef is an old man in his fifties who looks a little thin. He sits aside with a smile and watches Tang Wulin eat. At the beginning, he is still smiling, but soon his smile turns into surprise.

This little guy is really edible!

Although Tang Wulin's meal was far less than that of his usual meal, how nutritious is contained in Moonlight Rice and Thousand Years of Earth Dragon Tendon? If it were an ordinary person, a grain of Moonlight Rice would be enough to fill the stomach in one day. Tang Wulin ate six bowls, but he still looked like he was still unsatisfied, let alone the Thousand Years of Earth Dragon Tendon.

The chef could clearly feel that the little friend in front of him began to fluctuate more and more as he ate.

Only by digesting what you eat can you improve your qi and blood! But he joked too quickly!

After eating the seventh bowl of rice with the last bit of soup, Tang Wulin looked up at the chef, "Uncle, do you still have it?"

The chef said helplessly: "You have eaten the president's portion and it's gone."

"Oh." Tang Wulin put down his job with some regret.

The chef said, "You're not full yet?"

Tang Wulin said: "It's okay, it's six or seven cents. It's okay, just like that, but what's the food for my uncle?"

The chef gave Tang Wulin a thumbs up, stood up and walked towards the kitchen behind him, "Wait."

Just when Tang Wulin was having a feast, Zhenhua was not idle either.

"Mu Chen, you can do it!" After connecting the Soul Conductor Communication, Zhenhua's voice was obviously octave higher than usual.

Mu Chen on the other side was confused by his questioning, "Are you okay? What's wrong?"

Zhenhua sneered, "You asked me what's wrong? Did you deliberately ask your apprentice to come to the door to make trouble?"

"Advisor?" Mu Chen's voice also rose a little, and he said strangely: "Have you seen Wulin?"

"Who else can be there except him?" Zhenhua said angrily.

Mu Chen was silent.

"You are talking! When did you get such a little monster out?" Zhenhua couldn't help asking.

In fact, most of the calmness he had shown in front of Tang Wulin was pretending, and he was fourteen years old, what does this mean? Who else can know better than him as a craftsman?

Not only did Tang Wulin have an extremely solid foundation, but more importantly, this child has a good understanding and has an extraordinary talent in forging. This can be seen from his listening to hammers and using Yunjin forging hammers.

Such a good seedling means that the next craftsman of the Forging Association in the future will have!

As long as he grows normally and improves his normal cultivation, Tang Wulin will almost certainly become a magic craftsman. Of course, the premise is that he can become a strong man at the title Douluo level.

But for forgeers, it is far easier to become a titled Douluo than those soul masters who practice for combat purposes. They can also pile up with treasures from heaven and earth. What is the unstable foundation? As long as they can reach the level of titled Douluo, they have enough soul power to forge.

Therefore, Zhenhua was not worried about these things at all. In terms of resources and wealth, he could rank among the top ten in the 6th. The problem is that he had no place to find a talented child like Tang Wulin!

"Don't even think about it!" Mu Chen replied after a while!

"Mu Chen." Zhenhua's voice suddenly became softer.

Mu Chen sneered, "It's useless, did I see these tricks at the beginning?"

Zhenhua smiled and said, "We are brothers, right?"

"Yes. But there is no need to discuss this matter with your apprentice." Mu Chen knew him better because he was his senior brother.

Zhenhua was not annoyed and continued, "Junior brother! You and my brother were so arrogant back then that they were hailed as the two geniuses of the forging world. It was not easy for us to go along the way. How did you do to you brother, you said!"

Mu Chen's answer was very simple, "If you can do anything else, your apprentice won't let you."

Zhenhua said: "I gave you all my most cherished Yuan Baoer back then, so you have such a lovely daughter as Xier. What about me? But I never married in my life, because in my heart, I only loved Baoer, a woman in my life. How heartbroken was I so heartbroken that I made such a decision! Junior brother, I don't need an apprentice, I need a child to support me in my old age and see me off!" After saying that, my affection was deep, and a generation of magic craftsman had clearly choked up.

Mu Chen was silent.

Back then, the three of them, their senior brothers and sisters grew up together. Zhenhua was the eldest senior brother, he was the second, and Yuanbaoer ranked third. Yuanbaoer was the only daughter of their master. He was naughty by nature and never was willing to study hard forge. However, he was deeply loved by the two senior brothers. The three of them grew up together and had similar feelings.

In the end, Zhenhua, as the eldest brother, chose to use his life to forge the death gate. Yuan Baoer followed Mu Chen. In a sense, Zhenhua gave Yuan Baoer to Mu Chen. Of course, this is also because Zhenhua is more persistent in forging a way.

But in Mu Chen's heart, he still felt a little guilty. At this time, Zhenhua said this, and he finally couldn't say anything to refute.

"Senior Brother, are you crying?" At this moment, a soft and glutinous voice suddenly came from the other side of the soul conductor communicator.

Zhenhua shivered and asked tentatively: "Baoer?"

Yuan Baoer's voice on the other side was even gentler, "Senior Brother, why don't you do this? I kicked Mu Chen and went to find you, okay?"

"No need!" Zhenhua immediately said, "Little Junior Sister, what are you talking about? I will fight with Brother Mu Chen, how can I..."

"Then what do you want to say? Don't call me if you're fine!" Yuan Baoer's voice suddenly became irritable, and the next moment, the Soul Guidance Communication was suspended.

Zhenhua's expression became wonderful in an instant.

On the other side, Mu Chen was stunned when he looked at his wife. He had never seen his wife so violently. On weekdays, isn’t his wife’s temper very good?

"Baoer, are you okay?" Mu Chen touched his wife's forehead.

Yuan Baoer sat in his arms, hugged his neck, and returned to his gentle appearance. He smiled softly: "I'm fine! I'm fine. But I'll only give my gentleness to you."

Mu Chen said in confusion: "Then you are to the eldest brother."

Yuan Baoer sneered, "I just warned someone not to threaten you with the things I did back then. I have saved him face for so many years, and he doesn't want it himself, so I don't have to leave it for him."

Mu Chen said foolishly: "What does it mean? Is there any secret in the past?"

Yuan Baoer smiled, "Did you think he really stayed in death with a fearless spirit back then? You fool, you were very dull and shy at that time. How cunning is the eldest brother, you have been begging me for a private marriage. You are stupid and confused. Although the eldest brother is good, he is hard and stubborn and ambitious. I don't like that. I just want to find someone who can play with me. Although you were stupid at that time, you were obviously more reliable. I can feel that you only pretend to be me in your heart. If it were him, he would have to pretend to be forging and me in his heart, and forging must be above me. Who would choose him? So I made it clear to him and said that I like you. He went to retreat later. I didn't say it to him in order to save his face."

Mu Chen looked at his wife, whose sharp light was shining in his eyes and spoke fiercely.

"Why did you tell the elder brother at that time?"

"I told him, Senior Brother, you are a good person..."

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Chapter completed!