In Song Zixuan's opinion, such a beautiful wok, should have been listed in a glass window.

Warm lighting illuminates every texture of it.

It's just that at this time, looking at it casually placed on the ground, I still can't help but be excited.

Purple cloud iron wok!

And next to the wok, a stir-fry spoon is placed at random.

The frying spoon is more than ten centimeters longer than the ordinary frying spoon, and there are some reliefs on the handle, but due to the long distance, Song Zixuan can't see it for the time being.

On top of the pot and spoon, there is also a pot lid, and the texture of the pot lid should be golden silk nanmu.

Due to the high polish, the surface is already glassy, and with the natural grain of golden silk nanmu, it looks as if it is covered with a layer of golden satin, reflecting the light.

The purple pot body with the golden lid is absolutely extravagant, and it is a perfect match.

He stepped forward slowly and took a closer look.

The handle of the wok is carved with a dragon relief, with a dragon head on the top and a dragon tail below, and the dragon body is coiled almost all around the pot.

And there are auspicious clouds around the dragon's body, which is vivid and realistic.

The inside of the pot is matte, after all, in cooking, the body of the pot also needs to be oiled, so as to ensure that it is warm and non-sticky.

It seems that Qian Bulai has thought of all these details, and the design is flawless.

The relief on the frying pan is also auspicious, and the carving is very gentle, without any sudden angle, to ensure that it does not slip on the hand and does not hurt the chef.

The lid is surrounded by purple cloud iron sheets, which has a reinforcing effect and is also a good metal embellishment.

After reading these details, Song Zixuan's whole person couldn't contain his excitement.

Afterwards, Song Zixuan looked at Qian Bulai on the side.

Sleeping is really a fragrant sound, although there is no snoring like thunder, but it is also heavy enough.

From the time he entered the house, turned on the light, and walked over, Qian Bulai was stunned and did not react.

And looking at the broken blanket that Qian Bulai was sleeping on, and the cup covered with exposed cotton, Song Zixuan was a little distressed.

Speaking of which, it can be regarded as a famous family, but it is mixed like this.

But no matter what, he also did himself a great favor, Qian Bulai...... He wanted to manage.

It shouldn't be a big deal to buy him a house in the early days, as for the work...... It depends on whether Qian Bulai is willing or not.

If he wants, the Wind Garden, the Fortune Hotel, and even the Dragon Capital will be his choice.

Then Song Zixuan couldn't help but look at Ziyun Iron Kitchenware, and I have to say that he loves it too much.

During this time, Song Zixuan's fire control progress was rapid, and it can basically be said that it has reached the level of divine speed.

And the test with Rakishius is undoubtedly the best test.

But in his opinion, all this not only depends on Wang Chengyong's ideas and the progress of his own fire control, but also has an important support.

That is a set of green iron kitchenware from Wang Chengyong.

He could obviously feel that due to the special nature of Qingtie kitchenware, his fire control was much stronger by relying on kitchenware.

"That's why kitchenware is so important. ”

Indeed, chefs rely on kitchenware, and a good set of kitchenware can make a chef's cooking skills to the next level, and the same is true for fire control.

Thinking of this, he looked at Ziyun Iron Kitchenware, and it was a complete set of Ziyun Iron Kitchenware.

It was hard for him to imagine what would have been possible if he had used this set of kitchen utensils at that time.

In fact, his fight with Rakishius can already be regarded as a crushing type, if he changes to Ziyun Iron......

I'm afraid that even one move will be difficult for Rakishius to resist.

Afterwards, Song Zixuan prepared to leave with Ziyun Tie.

But the moment he picked up the wok, Qian Bulai suddenly opened his eyes.

"Don't ......"

"Huh?" Song Zixuan was stunned.

Qian Bulai rubbed his sleepy eyes, and slowly got up: "It's been less than a day since it came out, don't use it......"

Song Zixuan nodded: "I know." ”

At this moment, Song Zixuan found that Qian Bulai's gaze was very complicated, and even a little crystalline.

He looked at the Ziyun Wok as if it were ...... Looking at his own child, slowly loving, mixed with some worries.

As if he was afraid that Song Zixuan would not be good for the wok.

"Hmmm......"

Qian Bulai took a step forward and touched the Ziyun wok: "You...... What are you going to do with it?"

"Ah, this is mine!" Song Zixuan said.

Qian Bulai nodded: "Oh...... Yes, it's yours. ”

As he spoke, the loss on Qian Bulai's face was very obvious.

"Then I...... Take it away?"

Song Zixuan also said in a tone of asking for consent.

"Do you want to leave me for another day?" Qian Bulai said.

"What?"

Qian Bulai scratched the back of his head and said with a smile: "This ...... I just made it, and I haven't touched it yet, so I want to take a few more looks. ”

Hearing this, Song Zixuan laughed.

This thing is really an iron idiot, in fact, it can be seen from the pile of broken copper and iron piled up in the corner.

Qian Bulai still respects his works very much.

Presumably the best work in his life should be this set of Ziyun iron kitchenware.

It's actually normal to be reluctant to be taken away like this.

Thinking of this, Song Zixuan smiled and said, "Qian Bulai, what are your plans in the future?"

Qian Bulai was stunned by the question, after all, he had never thought about this question.

"I don't have any plans, just eat and wait to die, by the way, if you have good iron, you can have fun. ”

At the end of the day, a smile appeared on his face, and it was clear that striking iron was still something that excited him.

Song Zixuan smiled and nodded: "Waiting for death at such a young age?"

"Otherwise, I won't do anything, I can't go ask for food, can I?"

Hearing this, Song Zixuan shook his head and smiled, in fact, it was ...... The one who asks for food is better than Qian Bulai.

People at least go to the street every day to ask for food, eat when they have food, have meat if they are lucky, and if they meet a local tyrant a little better, they will give a ten, eight, or even 100 yuan bill, which is also earned by hard work.

But Qian Bulai...... At this age, I'm ready to die mixed, and it's really useless.

I don't know how the old money blacksmith could have such a grandson.

"Hehe, why can't you do anything, and you can't wipe the table and pass a dish?" Song Zixuan said.

In fact, this is obviously hoping that Qian Bulai will go to work, and he also provides a position.

But I didn't expect Qian Bulai to shake his head: "I'm too lazy to do it, I don't need money, just stutter." ”

"You don't do anything, where did you stutter?"

Qian Bulai shrugged: "It doesn't matter, my gadgets can be sold for a few yuan, it's no problem to make up a meal, if you can't make it, just resist it!"

Song Zixuan was really angry with this thing, how could there be such a lazy person in the world?

He immediately got up, took the Ziyun kitchenware and walked out, Qian Bulai immediately shouted: "Hey, can you show me another day?"

"What to see, it's enough for you to stutter, want to see this...... It's too extravagant. ”

After speaking, Song Zixuan left.

Qian Bulai was really reluctant, and immediately chased after him.

"Hey, what's the matter with you? Don't you just think I'm lazy? I'm too lazy to get in the way of you?"

Song Zixuan turned his head: "It's in the way, I can't get used to it, I'll tell you Qian Bulai, it's no different if you go on like this and die." ”

"It's my business!" Qian Bulai said.

"Yes, this pot is mine, and it's my business whether or not to show it to you. ”

"You ......"

Song Zixuan exhaled: "Come on, I'll show you the way, go to my restaurant to work, you can see my kitchenware every day, but you have to work, you can't look at it for a day." ”

"Dry ...... Work?"

Song Zixuan nodded vigorously: "That's right, I'll buy you a house, it may not be too big, but it's enough for you to live, and it's no problem to get married and marry a daughter-in-law, but the problem is who is looking for a lazy man?"

"Qian Bulai, don't embarrass your grandfather, okay? Or you can be a blacksmith and open a shop, even if you don't have a fire, you can do something. ”

Hearing this, Qian Bulai sighed: "It's not like I haven't opened it, but I can play things, I can't run it, and my grandfather's shop will let me sell it." ”

Song Zixuan was so angry and said: "Okay, don't talk about this, come to my store to do odd jobs, have a salary, include food, plus you can watch my kitchenware, do it or not, I'll ask once!"

Qian Bulai was stunned, this time he didn't answer directly, Song Zixuan's resoluteness was something he didn't expect.

"This ......," he thought for a moment, gritting his teeth, "Okay, I'll try, but if I can't do it, don't rely on me." ”

Song Zixuan smiled: "It's a human being who can do it well!"

Subsequently, Song Zixuan returned home with a set of Ziyun iron kitchenware.

Lying on the bed, he felt more relaxed than he had in all this time.

Ever since Rakishius appeared, he has been in a tense state almost every day.

Read recipes, practice cooking, and watch online videos all the time, easy to ...... It was simply impossible for him.

He calculated that the bungalow might be about the same, and in a few days, his mother and sister should be able to move in.

When the time comes to live in a new home, the whole home will also be new.

I don't know when, Song Zixuan fell asleep with a smile, and this sleep went directly to ten o'clock in the morning the next day.

Glancing at the time, Song Zixuan sat up immediately, and when he saw Fang Rui sitting at the table on the side, he immediately shouted.

"Ruizi, when did you come? Why didn't you call me?"

"Second master, I called, but you didn't wake up after calling a few times, seeing that you were sleeping too deeply, I have been waiting here. ”

Song Zixuan gasped and nodded: "What about Yuwen Xiao?"

"There's something going on over there, Gu Xiaobao called him over early this morning. ”

Song Zixuan thought for a while: "It seems that the beggar gang is not at peace over there, big things are coming soon, if there is something, we have to help." ”

"Don't worry, Second Master, Yuwen Xiao is fine, if you need to help them, you will tell us. ”

Then, Song Zixuan got up, and after a simple wash, he went out.

However, as soon as he walked out of the alley, before he got into the car, Song Zixuan heard a voice coming.

"It's amazing my boss Song, I heard that I drove away Fanbang miscellaneous last night, and the old man came to say hello. ”

Song Zixuan was stunned for a moment, but he already realized who it was.

He turned around and looked down, only to see Wang Chengyong wearing a torn shirt, a torn vest, and this broken straw hat, and he was sitting under the wall at this moment.

"Yo, Lord Wang, morning, you are auspicious!" Song Zixuan hurriedly smiled.

"It's easy to say, but Boss Song has done such a big thing, it's inappropriate for the old man not to come, and by the way, take my green iron frying spoon. ”

Only then did Song Zixuan understand the meaning of this old man.

If you dare to ask for a fried spoon, you only borrowed it from him last night, and now you have to pay it back, and it is enough to pick it......

However, thinking that the frying spoon was not yet hot, Song Zixuan was also a little reluctant in his heart.

"Wok? What wry?"