Liu Sheng followed Song Lao directly into the back kitchen of this restaurant, it seemed that the chefs inside knew him, and he was not surprised, took a look, and began to work on his own work again.

In the corner of the kitchen, Liu Sheng found the Hao Lao they were looking for, a little old man, with a wisp of white dog oil beard floating on his chest, a pair of small yellow eyes, and a thin mouth, sitting on a leisurely chair, but according to visual inspection, it was about one meter and six meters, a dry ball of spirit, and he was alive and well Jiang Ping, a river rat in "Five Rats in Tokyo", holding a shiny wine gourd in his hand, squinting his eyes, and smacking a few sips from time to time. I really don't know what he thinks, but he actually drinks comfortably in a place where smoke is grown, which makes people a little confused.

"What's wrong, is Xiao Liu different from what you imagined, a little surprised?" Song Lao looked at Liu Sheng's appearance, and he was already surprised, and teased with a smile.

"Well, it's a bit of an accident." Liu Sheng smiled bitterly, he now felt that Old Man Song was a little unreliable.

"Who said bad things about my old man?" Hao Lao's thin voice was a little hoarse, but he was very full of energy, which was probably related to his profession, leisurely penetrating the noise in the noisy kitchen.

"You old guy is still so lazy, and you're not afraid of the jokes of the juniors." Song Lao couldn't look at Hao Lao's comfortable appearance the most, stepped forward and kicked it, and scolded with a smile.

"Hmph, it's just you, a fake foreign devil, the old capitalists dare to do this to me, they dare to laugh at me, it's really upside down." Hao Lao was able to avoid Song Lao's black feet, glared at the surroundings, and snorted coldly.

"The little one you brought? Apprentice? Nephews? Hao Lao squinted his eyes and glanced at Liu Sheng behind Song Lao, and did not take it to heart, and asked casually.

"Hehe, I'm not so blessed, this young man's name is Liu Sheng, he is the proud disciple of Lao Yang and Lao Kong, don't look at him young, his eyesight is no worse than us old guys." Veteran Song pulled Liu Sheng to the front and introduced him to Hao Lao.

"Why is Brother Yang also accepting apprentices." Hao Lao stood up from the free chair and looked at Liu Sheng carefully from one glance at the next.

"Hao Lao, hello, boy Liu Sheng, I'm disturbing your leisure." Liu Sheng hurriedly stepped forward and bowed to Hao Lao, listening to the meaning that he had a good relationship with his teacher.

"Old capitalist, look at how polite people are, how can you do those things that disturb people's dreams." Hao Lao nodded with satisfaction, smacked the old wine, and complained to Song Lao.

"Cut, you think I'm willing to come to this place, if it weren't for Xiao Liu wanting to get a good sword, I wouldn't be too lazy to look for you, I'm tens of millions of dollars a minute, and it's not worth the money if I sell you." Song Lao immediately sarcastically.

Seeing Liu Sheng, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, when he was in the capital, Yang Lao and Kong Lao also fought as soon as they met, and they were like fighting cocks all day long, which was more difficult to serve than children, but I didn't expect that these two brothers were the same, are people like this when they are old.

"Hey, your broken company is good, squeezing the majority of working people all day long, be careful when I petition and dismiss your broken companies, see if you are still scared." Hao Lao stiffened his neck, looking at the rhythm of preparing for a protracted battle.

Liu Sheng was suddenly anxious, he didn't come out to accompany the prince to study, it was important to do business, he stepped forward and pulled Song Lao, and said in a low voice, "That Song Lao, sword." ”

"Yes, yes, it's all the old boy's fault, I almost forgot." Old Song blushed and said to Hao Lao, "Take out your baby, we ran all the way to you just for your baby, not to see you." ”

"Baby, what baby?" Hao Lao only cared about quarreling just now, and Song Lao didn't listen to a word.

"It's the same swords you forged before, do you want to take them into the coffin?" Song Lao yelled at Hao Lao with a dark face.

"Sword." Hao Lao's face changed suddenly, and he didn't say anything there, staring at Song Lao gloomily, a trace of struggle suddenly flashed on his face, as if there was something unspeakable.

"Old man, if you give me a sentence then, will it work?" Song Lao looked at Hao Lao's gloomy face, and suddenly asked anxiously.

"Alas, it would be better for you to come early, you can't take the sword." Hao Lao sighed, and the spirit of his body seemed to disappear with it, and the whole person was trapped in a free chair, very decadent.

"What do you mean, old man? Is it lost? Song Lao's face changed, he knew that Hao Lao's most powerful sealing knife work was regarded as a treasure on weekdays, and ordinary people didn't show it at all, and only some old friends could feast their eyes, but he didn't expect that there was an accident today, and his heart suddenly chuckled.

"It would be nice if you lost it, do you know the positive bear of Lu Dao Village?" Hao Lao asked with a wry smile.

"Muramasa Bear? Is that the genius swordsmith who came out of a Japanese swordsmith family? Song Lao asked with a frown.

"That's right, it's him." Hao Lao nodded.

"What's wrong with him? He's Japanese, and he has nothing to do with you. Song Lao asked suspiciously.

"Originally, it didn't matter, but we made a bet, and I lost the worst..." Hao Lao was a little annoyed and explained the cause and effect in detail.

Since ancient times, there is no first martial arts and no second, and it often happens that peers are light, and in modern times it is no exception, especially now that the grandmaster does not come out, and the situation of the dragons without a leader is more intense, and many masters are not convinced by anyone, always want to overpower each other, and there are often some gambling fights. Hao Lao and this village Zheng Xiong are both unborn sword-forging masters, except for the people in the circle, ordinary people know very little.

Since they are all masters, gambling is indispensable, originally this is nothing, learning skills is to improve their own skills, but it is a pity that the two people belong to two different countries, and it is also a country that hates each other between the two peoples, then there is fun, this village is a bear from Japan to the west, it is with a kind of mind to make Hao Lao lose face.

The two gambled according to the usual practice, and after the last time, Hao Lao lost to the village Zheng Xiong because of the means of the sword, and it was precisely because of this that the village Zheng Xiong actually forced Hao Lao to make a poisonous oath that he would not touch his work for the rest of his life, unless someone could tell the origin of the sword in his hand with the technique of the sword, and then floated away.

"You, why are you still so stubborn when you're old, let's finish it." Song Lao said when he heard this. "I don't think you dare to bet with someone."

"Brother, isn't it too late for you to say this, if it weren't for the conspiracy of the old boy in the village at that time, how could you lose so badly, don't sprinkle salt on me." Hao Lao said with some tears and laughter, without any regrets.

"Hehe, you guy doesn't want to eat or tea now, do you still want your babies to see the light of day again?" Song Lao smiled like an old fox who had been getting it for many years, and looked at him with bad intentions.

"What do you want?" Looking at Song Lao's appearance, Hao Lao couldn't help but tremble and asked weakly.

Song Lao was almost angry, I wanted to help you well, but I didn't know what to do.

"Since you want to make your babies moldy so much, I can't help it, Xiao Liu, let's go." Song Lao pulled Liu Sheng, who was still in a daze, and prepared to leave the back kitchen.

"Don't, Brother Song, I was wrong, how about I cook by myself tonight?"

Hao Lao saw that Song Lao said to leave, and rubbed the ground in front of Song Lao, so fast that Liu Sheng was a little embarrassed, revealing a flattering face.

Quiet, except for the crackling sound of hot oil and the hideous roar of flames in the back kitchen, all other sounds disappeared at once, and Hao Lao's disciples and grandchildren all stared at him with big eyes and some horror, and their weird aura was extremely depressed.

"Look, don't you have to work?" Hao Lao looked at the appearance of his group of disciples, how high his brain was tense, and his old face seemed to be drunk, and he shouted in shame.

Hao Lao's roar was no less powerful than the power of the twelve-magnitude earthquake, and he was so frightened that he was busy with the work under his hands.

"That Brother Song made you smile, let's go to my lounge and talk." Hao Lao turned his head and immediately changed his face in Sichuan Opera, looking at Song Lao's entire servile appearance.

"Hmph, that's pretty much it." Song Lao nodded slightly, he couldn't stand this smoky environment.

When Hao Lao heard this, he led the way in front of him, and he was alive and well.

"What, is Song Lao reliable?" Liu Sheng asked weakly.

"Do you have a choice?" Old Song smiled weirdly.

Eh, Liu Sheng was speechless for a moment, he originally followed Song Lao to look for a sword that could be seen, but the old man in front of him made people feel more and more unreliable, and he suddenly felt that it was not a mistake for him to come here.

"Boy, do you know how to fight each other?" Abruptly, a pair of thin palms grabbed Liu Sheng's shoulders and shook vigorously.

Well? Liu Sheng was awakened by the sudden pain, and looked at Hao Lao, who was a little anxious in front of him, and the energy that had been gathered disappeared without a trace.

It turned out that Liu Sheng was unconsciously distracted after the two of them, and went directly into Hao Lao's lounge, and Song Lao told him about his swordsmanship.

"Well, I know a little bit about that." Looking at Hao Lao's eagerness, Liu Sheng said weakly.

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