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Chapter 189 Su Anran was shocked

When Wang Liang was listening to mutton soup and buckwheat noodles, he drooled. This is one of the most classic delicacies in Jincha City. Buckwheat noodles are made of buckwheat noodles, either rolled into buckwheat noodles, or pushed into buckwheat noodles, steamed in a basket, and when eaten, they are covered with fresh soup made of mutton, potatoes, dried mushrooms, and boiled.

After a bite, it was fresh and fragrant. In a short while, a basket of buckwheat noodles was finished.

The most important thing is that buckwheat noodles are coarse grains and will not gain weight if you eat too much.

So, Wang Liang wanted to eat it at noon today. In fact, he has been eating it every day for the past two months, mainly because the knife is too exhausting.

Seeing that Wang Liang was standing there and was not talking, Ying Zheng began to stare in a daze. He couldn't help but raise his black hand, shaking it in front of his eyes, and said, "Hey! Do you miss the beauty?"

"What's the use of beauties? Is buckwheat noodles delicious?"

After Wang Liang finished speaking, he walked towards the elevator entrance, Ying Zheng followed closely and said, "Did you hear what I said just now? Lend me the knife in your hand to play with it."

"This knife is very dangerous. You can't control it. Go and play with the doll!"

"Ghost doll, I am a big man, what kind of doll you play with, just lend me a knife to play with, just a moment."

"What did you do on the roof?"

"Pick up eggs"

"Then go and pick it up quickly"

Ying Zheng turned around and was about to go to the chicken coop to pick up eggs. Suddenly, he felt something was wrong. He was about to turn around and continue to ask for a knife. Wang Liang had already taken the elevator.

"Your sister, wait! Your drink is about to disappear again"

After picking up eggs from the chicken coop, Ying Zheng sneaked into the workshop, headed straight to the small refrigerator in the corner, opened the refrigerator door, reached in, and took a bottle of Lei Bi in the innermost part of the bottle, so as not to have too many dreams, so he unscrewed the bottle cap and drank it. After drinking it, he planned to drink Lei Bi, take some tap water, tighten the bottle cap, and put it back. Wang Liang must be puzzled when he drank it, why is it neither angry nor sweet, just like water.

"Hahaha"

Just as he was imagining Wang Liang was wondering, he smiled secretly. Suddenly, Ying Zheng felt something was wrong. Why is Lei Bi not sweet, not angry, and very salty?

With a "puff" sound, Lei Bi who drank into his mouth squirted all over the ground.

"Pooh!"

Ying Zheng spit out another mouthful of salty saliva, picked up the bottle and looked at it, wondering, why is this leibi, so he can't care so much, and if he doesn't go back, it will arouse Wang Liang's suspicion. He quickly picked up the mop in the corner of the wall, wiped the water on the ground, and took some tap water beside the pool, tightened the bottle cap, put it back in place, took the small iron basin containing eggs, left the studio, pretending that nothing had happened, and returned to the kitchen.

When passing by the restaurant outside the kitchen, he always felt that Wang Liang's eyes were strange. When he turned off the fire and scooped mutton soup, he suddenly realized that the bottle of salty leibi must have been deliberately put by Wang Liang in the refrigerator at the end of the refrigerator and was waiting for him to come and drink.

As a result, he was really fooled.

He's so bad, it's really a matter of no one.

In the middle of eating.

Wang Liang smiled and said, "Optimus Prime, please bring two bottles of Lei Bi from the refrigerator in my workshop. Don't take the bottle on the back. It's the high-concentration salt water I mixed with, used to forge a knife."

"OK"

The square-headed robot standing by the wall responded and turned around and walked out of the restaurant.

Ying Zheng, who was eating buckwheat noodles, almost got choked after hearing this sentence, and silently complained in his heart: "Your sister, I've said it long ago! I've drunk it all."

Optimus quickly brought two bottles of Lei Bi, Wang Liang handed Ying Zheng a bottle, and said with a smile: "Please have a drink."

Ying Zheng calmly took Lei Bi, unscrewed the bottle cap, took a sip, but didn't say anything, and began to eat buckwheat noodles silently. Seeing his helpless look, Wang Liang almost laughed out loud, and finally forced himself back.

After dinner, I went to the workshop to continue to forge my knife as usual. When I returned to the room, I opened the chess software and educated several old men who were ignorant of the sky and the earth. I almost had a rest. I turned on the computer and passed the recorded video up. I didn't cut it, and it was paired with a domineering title - "Who dares to fight me with the blood-drinking sword in my hand?", and posted it to Douyin, Slow Hand, and B station.

I mustered up the courage and opened the private message. The content was beyond Wang Liang's expectations. It was not something that cursed him. Basically, 90% of people were asking him if he was a traditional music master in the news. The reason he gave was that his eyes were like his eyes, and he was shining with stars.

After just after dinner, he was a little sleepy. Wang Liang yelled and shook his head slightly. Unexpectedly, wearing a mask didn't work, and he was still recognized.

Blacksmith shop.

After lunch, Su Anran sat on the threshold and prepared to take a break and continue to forge the Longquan Sword. Although the competition was withdrawn, the order did not decrease, but increased. A rich man directly sent 5,000 and asked him to shoot a Longquan Sword with wavy patterns on his sword.

He has already been familiar with the method of folding the braid, so naturally there is no problem.

When he took out his mobile phone to watch the short video, Su Anran saw another news about Murakami Tano.

This dog actually claimed to take out one million dragon coins as a bonus to compete with the blacksmith of the Dragon Kingdom in the traditional forging skills. If anyone wins him, one million dragon coins will be presented with both hands. What is this to do?

Slap all the blacksmiths in the face of the Dragon Kingdom?

Then indirectly slap the Dragon people in the face.

I clicked on the comment section and there was a lot of scolding.

I am the best in the world: "There is a horse-riding horse. There are 1.4 billion people in such a big dragon country, but there is not a more powerful blacksmith?"

The pink leopard's head replied to me: "There are 1.4 billion people in the world, look at the men's football team, aren't you still unable to choose a few people who can play football?"

Big Red Hair replied to the pink leopard's head: "Don't mention the men's football team, it's bad luck!".

The above comments are quite "harmonious". Some "Ergouzi" who received black money are like sharks that smell bloody, "squirting" like crazy, extending from a matter of learning traditional forging skills to the entire society.

No matter what you say, it is no better than abroad anyway. Living in Long Kingdom is really hard. You must go to the Free Kingdom to wash dishes quickly. As long as you wash the dishes steadily for a year, you can buy a big villa immediately and live the life of a rich man.

Looking at these brainless comments, Su Anranqi felt a little painful in his stomach. He turned off the comments and was about to check online where the dog Tanye Murakami was determined to discuss with people. His fingers did not listen to the command of his brain and subconsciously slid towards the next video.

There was a man in black standing in the video, even wearing a black mask on his face, and a shiny big knife in his hand. The title was, "Who dares to fight me with the blood-drinking sword in his hand?" The number of likes was more than 300,000, and the number of comments was more than 50,000.

Su Anran originally planned to keep Douyin in the face. Seeing so many people liked it, let’s take a look at what this man in black is going to do. He thought this was a video about martial arts, and the man in black would play a very handsome swordsman.

Unexpectedly, the man in black did not play with his knife. He took a piece of wood and placed it on an anvil. A clear voice came from behind the mask, "This is the latest forged blood-drinking mad knife."

After saying that, he turned around and slashed at the wood on the anvil in the waist. With a "swish", the wood did not fall, and the upper half slid down from the cut.

Su Anran couldn't help but say, "Great! This is too sharp!"

The man in black threw the wood on the anvil into the wood frame next to it, picked up a brick from the ground, stood it on the anvil, and slashed it with another knife. Another "swish" sound, and the brick did not fall, and the upper half slid to the ground, making a "bang".

The cutout was extremely flat, as if it was originally two bricks.

Seeing this, Su Anran was already stunned, her eyes wider than Niudan, and she kept asking in her heart, "Is it true? Is this really a blood-drinking mad knife?"

He forged his sword for two months, and knew very well that even if a knife or sword was sharp, it would not be possible to cut a brick open and not fall down. The cut was still so flat. If it was true, it would be a perfect peerless magic knife.

The forging technique of the person who forged him cannot be described as reaching the realm of transformation, but rather as magical techniques, reaching the realm of "god".

In a daze, the man in black placed half of the brick on the anvil on the ground, picked up an L-shaped steel plate from the workbench and stood it on the anvil.

What's the meaning?

He. He won’t want to cut off the steel plate with the knife in his hand, right?

Su Anran guessed correctly. The man in black held the hilt of the knife in both hands, aimed at the L-shaped steel plate and slashed hard. Another "swish" sound. When the familiar sound sounded, the upper half of the L-shaped steel plate slid to the ground, making a "dou" sound.

The man in black put down his knife, picked up two cut-off L-shaped steel plates, walked to the camera, knocked on each other, making a "dangdang" sound, and showed the smooth cut. After that, the video ended.

Su Anran exhaled a long breath of turbid air. When he was watching the video just now, he didn't dare to let out his breath, and he kept his breath and watched.

I opened the comment section and thought that netizens said it was fake. How could a knife split the steel plate? It must have been cheating. The result was beyond his expectations. No one said he was "fake".

The comment with the highest likes was, "If he weren't the traditional music master, I would have shit on my horse and ate all the shit I pulled down."

There are thousands of replies below.

Victoria Biao Ge: "I am very sorry for this. You have no chance to shit on your hands. He is the traditional music master!"

Grandma Wolf’s uncle: “He is not only a master of traditional music, but also the chairman of Xingchen Technology Company and Xingchen Manufacturing Company. If he hadn’t been born with strange eyes, he would not have discovered it at all. The hidden ones would be too deep.”

Hai Kuotiankong: "Wancao! From this point of view, his practice of the Sunflower Book must be true. He posted a video that said it was fake, and he was playing tricks on us."

Looking at these comments, Su Anran remembered the Dragon Kingdom traditional music master who was popular all over the world some time ago. The news said that when this master played music, not only did the mountains and flowing waters appear, but flowers also appeared in the city.

There are also many videos online that confirm that these two things are true, saying that this master who plays traditional music is a real strange man.
Chapter completed!