Du Ang and Justin chatted as they walked back, and Du Ang asked, "Brother Jia, it's been a long time since I've finished Mission 3, when do you think I'll get Mission 4?" ”

Justin shrugged: "It's hard to say, maybe it's another trigger mission." ”

"Alas......" Du Ang said depressedly: "This task is not available for a while, how can it be more accurate than the eldest aunt?" At this rate, it will take me to complete 500 tasks in the year of the monkey? ”

As he was talking, a maid hurriedly came over and bowed to Du Ang: "Young master, Madame asked you to come over." ”

Du Ang was startled, and wondered if his mother knew about his private court?

"That...... What's the matter with me? Did you know? ”

This maid is not young, she hugged Du Ang when she was young, she watched Du Ang grow up, and now seeing Du Ang's nervous appearance, she was almost amused: "Young master, you forgot, it will be your fourteen-year-old birth in two days, and Mrs. is looking for you, it should be for this matter!" ”

"I'm going to say?" Du Ang patted his head: "Hey, I forgot about this!" ”

Du Ang asked the maid to go first, saying that he would go over in a while, and then Justin grimaced and pulled Du Ang's sleeve: "What? In two days, you will be born? ”

"yes!" Du Ang smiled: "Do you want to give me any gifts?" ”

"It's good to live a good life!" Justin slapped his face: "You can draw the jackpot in your life!" ”

"Can you also draw a lottery in your life? Isn't it only at the beginning of each month and during the holidays that the lottery can be drawn? Duang muttered in his heart......

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Getting up early the next morning, Justin took Duon to the Imperial Wizards Association once again to apply for entry to the Rookie Trial Illusion. Duon asked Justin why he didn't just apply that day, and finish this mess, because he had to get up early this morning and run again. Justin said that he had forgotten about it in a hurry that day, and he didn't know what he was thinking about that day.

This time, Duang didn't see the fat man named Archis, and they were greeted by a fat man named Tom, who was also a fat man in a black robe, and was thinner than Archis. Du Ang said in his heart that the magicians he saw were all fat people? Is it that after becoming a magician, you will be like blowing air? Will I also become this degrading surname in the future? TMD is horrible.

The magician named Tom had a mournful face, and his expression was much more serious than that of Archis, and he didn't seem to be very easy to speak. He took the application form from Justin's hand and looked at it, and didn't say yes or disagree, just signed it, and then said nonchalantly, you go back and wait for the notice.

"How long will it take?"

"Are you in a hurry?" Tom had a low quality of life expression on his face: "Wait, there are more than a dozen applicants in front of you, and it will be your turn after them." After saying that, he shook his body and disappeared.

"Why is this man like this?" Duon grunted and complained to Justin.

Justin shrugged: "I don't know, I haven't met him, maybe it's new!" ”

"Look at his unlucky surname, if I hadn't been able to beat him, I would have slapped him a long time ago."

"Come on, let's go!"

After returning home, Justin said that he was going to sleep, generally fat people are prone to sleepiness, and Justin is no better than a magician. And he went to sleep, and Duon had nothing to do, so he went to Barbaroa and looked at it.

Old Piping had already released Barbaroa from the dungeon according to Duang's instructions, and arranged a clean bedroom and a studio for him, and when Duang passed, Barbaroa was staring at the red eyes and curing tobacco leaves.

Early this morning, Lao Piping had already sent the purchased raw materials over, and Barbaloa had already begun to work, and the house was made of black smoke and miasma, just like a construction site that had just carried out a blasting operation.

"Have you ever tried adding something else to your tobacco?"

"Don't you want anything else?"

"That...... You just sing and talk. I'm talking about honey, red wine, and whatever. ”

"Nope!" Barbaroa smiled flatteringly: "Boss, I'm a poor person, how can I have the money to buy those things?" It's expensive. ”

Last night, after Duang auctioned the five gold coins in Babaroya's hand, the benevolent brother had already changed his name to Boss Duang.

"Well......" Du Ang thought for a while and said: "So, you think about it, see if there is anything you can add to the tobacco leaves, and then report to me to see if you can get some other flavors, as for the money, you don't have to worry, I'll take it!" ”

Barbaroa immediately agreed, this kind of thing is effortless, just use your brain, at this time, I heard Du Ang continue: "During this time, I will first wronged you to bother more, and when it stabilizes, I will send a few people to help you, and at that time, you, a technical master, will be next to you to point and control the quality, and you don't need to do the general rough work and heavy work." ”

Barbaroa is worried about this, don't look at him as a magic apprentice and a knight, after so many years of running around and enduring the wind and cold, his physical condition is not too good, and he is full of sweat when he does some heavy work, damn, isn't this the rhythm of obviously dying early? Also, what should I do if I work so smoky and mess up my head? What should I do if my skin is damaged? Wouldn't that be pretty......

Now when she heard Duang say this, Barbaroa was so grateful that she almost cried, where can I find such a caring boss who knows cold and knows hot and cold? Although he is a little younger, you can tell at a glance that he will do great things in the future. Barbaloa secretly decided in her heart that she would work harder in the future, reduce the number of lazy times, and reduce the time she slept from fifteen hours a day to ...... Well, reduce it to fourteen hours!

Duang talked for a while and then left, and the room was full of smoke, which went straight into his nostrils. Duang is still young, and being smoked for a long time will affect his physical development.

As he walked along the road, he met the maid again, and said that the countess had asked Duon to go over again. Duon wondered, hadn't it been a trip last night? It's just that I've studied that little thing in life, why do you want to go in the past today? Could it be that something has changed?

Du Ang's heart was crooked, but he couldn't help but let his mother let him go, anyway, he didn't have anything else to do now, so he followed the maid to the front to meet the countess, and when he asked, he learned that today was to determine the list of guests who would come to the banquet the next day.

Du Ang held the list in his hand and pretended to look at it, looking very serious, but while he was looking at it, he muttered in his heart that formalism kills people. I can't see what can I do with this thing? I can't be the master, who doesn't invite who is not what you are talking about? Can't you just make a decision?

Suddenly, Duang's gaze froze, and he saw a name on the list that he didn't want to see at all. Du Ang raised the list in his hand and asked, "Mother, she also came to my birthday banquet?" ”

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