Fang Hua didn't know that the bait he threw out had already been seen through so quickly, but no matter what, his hidden purpose could be regarded as achieved. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Those rich people can accumulate such a large amount of wealth, it is not a fuel-efficient lamp, especially when things are linked to interests, their sense of smell will be extremely sensitive, and the string in their hearts will be triggered instantly and vibrate strongly.

However, no matter how the world changes in the future because of his casual behavior, he just wants to lie quietly in his bed and enjoy a moment of leisure.

Just as he was tired and sleepy, the phone vibrated suddenly.

"Who is this!" Being interrupted from his desire to sleep was one of the things Fang Hua couldn't tolerate the most, he touched his phone a little irritably, and was about to turn on the roar, but when his eyes were aimed at the caller ID, the whole person was instantly awake and completely refreshed, because the name displayed on it was: Tiger.

There was a time when Fang Hua was inevitably informed, don't mark your mobile phone contacts as father, mother, husband, wife, etc., you can know whose title it is at a glance, especially relatives, the more you can't mark it as identity information, so Fang Hua also simply made some modifications to his mobile phone contacts.

And "Tiger" refers to his mother, the person who holds the right to speak in the Fang family, and his father, his mark is "kitten".

Fang's mother is a strong person, before she got married, she compared herself with others, after she got married, she compared her husband with others, and after giving birth to a child, she compared her son with others.

Once, Fang Hua was her pride, cute, well-behaved and sensible, the key was good academic performance, but as she grew older, especially after going to high school, Fang Hua was completely crooked, not only her appearance was crooked, the key was that her academic performance was crooked, because of his hobbies, he was no longer ******** buried in his studies, and every time he held a parent-teacher conference, the teacher would complain to her, saying that Fang Hua always secretly didn't know what he was playing.

In fact, Fang Hua's academic performance is not much worse, it's just that he is biased, he doesn't want to pay more attention to the subjects he doesn't like, and the grades of his favorite subjects are actually stable and rising.

This kind of student is the most painful for the teacher, because, as long as they are not biased, they can make great achievements, so the teacher and parents began the action of "saving the lost Fang Hua", but after three years of protracted battle in high school, Fang Hua did not move, but strengthened his preferences in the face of adversity.

In the end, he was admitted to the undergraduate program, and there was only one multiple-choice question away from the key score line of the college entrance examination.

So, Fang's mother came to her senses, gave up, and then Fang Hua chose a city more than 1,000 kilometers away from home to go to school and breathed the air of freedom.

After graduating, I stayed in the local area to work, except for going home during the New Year, the main contact with my home is the phone.

However, with the development of video chat technology, Fang's mother's already silent control hand has begun to move again, such as this will.

"Mom, what's the matter?" Fang Hua answered the phone and asked cautiously.

"Where are you now?" Fang's mother will never be rhythmic, she is used to putting topics and things under her own rhythm control.

"Ah, I'm out there now!" Fang Hua is also a person who has been in battle for a long time, just like Fang's mother knows her son, he also knows his mother very well, and while answering, he immediately walked from his house to the balcony, because here, all kinds of outside noises can be received.

"Outside? What can you do outside? Fang's mother obviously questioned this answer very much, based on her understanding of her son, he is a senior housekeeper, sitting at home all day, and he will never go out if he can go out.

"I'm going out to buy something." Fang Hua was particularly confident in saying this, because he did go out to buy something just now, but he arrived home early.

"Hmph, what else can you go out and buy?!" Fang's mother obviously didn't believe her son's words, she wasn't so easy to dismiss, "Then when will you get home?" ”

"It's going to be a while, I'm going to have lunch now!" It's almost time for dinner, go out early in the morning, and use it up almost in the morning for a trip back and forth, so I can only say that the city is too big.

"Then remember to be online at night, and I'll video with you." Fang's mother didn't care about him, and directly made her own decision.

"Yes!" Fang Hua knew that he could hide from the first year of junior high school, but he couldn't hide from the fifteenth, but if he could delay it for a while, it would be a while.

"It's about seven o'clock, you remember." After Fang's mother finished speaking, she simply hung up the phone.

Alas! There is a tiger mother at home, and life is difficult! Fang Hua returned to the house, feeling a little loveless, but when he turned his head and saw the bags of materials, his passion was instantly rekindled.

I am so afraid of my mother, in addition to my mother's prestige for so many years, the most critical reason is because I don't mix well outside, I am just barely surviving in this big city now, not to mention the quality of life or something, and I can hardly see any bright prospects, maybe one day I won't be able to hold it and I will go home, so for the sake of retreat in the future, Fang Hua has to choose to endure my mother's rough interference.

However, after yesterday, all this should be completely different.

Because, the goddess of fate suddenly favored herself, and she got the inheritance of the alchemist.

So, in fact, I don't have to be so afraid of my mother anymore, I can say no to my mother.

Thinking of this, Fang Hua's whole person regained his strength, and he became more and more determined in his path: I want to become a craftsman.

A craftsman who has mastered a special craft, alchemy.

Thinking that in the future, he only needs to work one day a year, make an alchemy item, and then sell it is enough for himself to be chic for three years, and his saliva will flow down.

The jobs he used to envy the most were those who opened antique shops, known as: not open for three years, open for three years.

He felt that he now had the hope of becoming that happy person.

He even thought of an advertising slogan for himself: Fang Hua, master the core skills!

Under the call of a bright future, Fang Hua turned over with full of motivation as if he had been beaten with chicken blood, ordered a takeout casually, and began to prepare for alchemy.

First of all, the materials are sorted and processed, because it takes time to dry, so he chooses to process the materials first.

Then, while waiting for the ingredients to dry, he settled his lunch and redesigned the refining work for the afternoon.

Today, his goal is to successfully refine at least 2 healing potions, so he needs to think carefully about how to improve the various problems in the alchemy process and ultimately increase the success rate.

While flipping through the alchemy notes, Fang Hua pondered and thought silently while looking at his refining notes from yesterday.

In his opinion, the craft of alchemy, if interpreted in a modern scientific way, can be understood as directly changing the composition of matter through some unknown means, carrying out a fundamental transformation of matter from molecules and atoms, and fusing and refining several things into another thing through the unscientific means of alchemy array.

This should involve some knowledge of physics, chemistry and biology, but Fang Hua, an ordinary person, does not understand the principle at all, and can only believe in the core principle of alchemy mentioned in the alchemy notes: equivalent exchange.

In fact, modern science can also transform and change matter from the basic composition of matter, but it requires the help of very high-end scientific instruments, and the place where alchemy rebels against science is that it only needs to pass through an alchemy circle.

There is no essential difference between the two in terms of goals, only the difference in the means of implementation, similar to what we often say: commercial and scientific research.

Since the development of modern science, many things have been theoretically studied, and many things have even been realized in the laboratory, but it is a bit out of reach to achieve commercial use and widespread production, because according to our scientific theory system, they are very difficult to achieve.

Alchemy, on the other hand, is like another tech tree, it seems to be easy to achieve things that are difficult to achieve on the tech tree we climb, but in other ways, it has its flaws.

Fang Hua believes that his goal is to combine the advantages of both to produce the most efficient results.

The large-scale industrial production system in the era of modern science and technology is to analyze and debug each production step, and finally determine a set of the most efficient and valuable processes.

In alchemy, in addition to the last and most important step of synthesis through the alchemy circle, the previous steps can be measured, analyzed, and debugged with the help of various modern advanced scientific instruments, which will be very helpful to improve the success rate of alchemy and the quality of the final alchemy product.

Even, Fang Hua was looking through the alchemy notes, and he also talked about the alchemy workbench.

The alchemy workbench is to burn the commonly used alchemy circle on a workbench, which will greatly improve the efficiency of alchemy, but I don't know if modern society can find magic materials suitable for burning alchemy arrays.

If he could find it, Fang Hua would be able to create his own small alchemy workshop, a large alchemy workshop, and even Fang Hua would even be obsessed with building his own magic tower.

Of course, that is a very distant thing, Fang Hua at this stage, just like being a craftsman who has mastered a skill, can rely on his own craft to survive, live, live a very comfortable life, and be free.

"Down with Tiger Mom!" Fang Hua shouted the slogan and threw himself into today's alchemy work.