The remaining seven actions of the eating technique, Boss Huang quickly demonstrated it.

If you change to someone else, you can remember half of it, which is very powerful.

But what he taught was Tang Ling, who had a precise instinct, and that was it, the remaining seven movements had all been memorized by Tang Ling.

And the real drill came out, and Tang Ling's completion degree also reached more than eighty percent.

"Well, awesome." With her hands in her sleeves and a steaming glass of milk in front of her, she was enjoying a leisurely time after the meal.

But seeing Tang Ling's performance, he couldn't help but praise him.

"Well, it's not for nothing." Dingdong had already begun to clean the room neatly, and also looked up and praised.

But Tang Ling was not satisfied, he had already tasted the sweetness!

It turned out that a complete set of eating techniques could increase the digestibility by 20% on the original basis, which was still the case that he did not do it properly.

"I'm going to watch it again." Tang Ling gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain, and looked up at Boss Huang longingly.

The man became more and more fascinated in his eyes.

Why did he know the complete art of eating? Does he have a relationship with himself? Clearly... It's obvious that he has pitted himself into the obsessive building, but he teaches himself skills, and even teaches himself skills!

Why is that? Isn't it normal to make things difficult for yourself?

But at this time, Tang Ling couldn't think about it so much, and he was extremely eager for any possibility of being strong.

Since Boss Huang is willing to teach, why don't he learn? At least Tang Ling hasn't felt malice from Boss Huang yet.

And he didn't feel any negative emotions in his hunch.

This time, in the face of Tang Ling's request, Boss Huang smiled.

He squinted his eyes and took a sip of tea before he spoke: "Where's the money?" ”

"I owe it first." Tang Ling didn't hesitate, almost roaring.

"Owed?" Boss Huang touched his chin and seemed to be thinking.

But Tang Ling couldn't hold on anymore, the energy was about to escape, the pain began to slowly weaken, and he had to enter cultivation.

Therefore, let Boss Huang think, Tang Ling entered the state of cultivation.

He didn't expect that the energy of the food would be so strong this time, and after a cultivation, the whirlpool in his dantian was about to solidify and form at the last of its last.

If you eat it all, wouldn't it?

After Tang Ling opened his eyes, he looked at the food in front of him, and a scorching heat flashed in his eyes.

However, he could no longer eat.

Even, I can't eat for a day today, there is a limit to people's absorption of energy, even if Tang Ling is a big stomach, even if he has a lot of methods, even if he still has a small species, it is the same, there is a limit.

Tang Ling sadly found that he couldn't eat such good food.

At the same time, he also found out what a big pit Boss Huang's sentence could not be wasted.

Tang Ling had a feeling that his face was hot and he was unwilling to face Boss Huang.

But the moment he opened his eyes, Boss Huang's face that looked so old and cunning was so close to him that it was almost in front of his eyes.

"What!" Tang Ling was startled and stood up.

He was really not used to a middle-aged man, with his hands on his cheeks, almost half-lying on the table, observing him so closely.

"Tut-tut-tut..." Boss Huang shook his head and stood up, and the old god sat on the shell chair next to Tang Ling: "Your "Thousand Satin Gong" is quite authentic, and you didn't even practice it." ”

While speaking, Boss Huang's expression was clearly a little regretful, as if it was a pity that Tang Ling did not practice.

Look, it's really hateful!

Tang Ling barely resisted the urge to go head-to-head with Boss Huang, because most of the results of heads-up were that he was beaten unilaterally.

According to rough estimates, it is more than ten times more serious than Uncle Su Xiao's action on him.

After calming down his emotions, Tang Ling asked, "Do you know "Thousand Satin Gong"? ”

"Isn't it weird? In this world, there are more people who know more than I know the zodiac, well, there should be no more than five fingers. No, it depends on which... In some ways, I, the zodiac, am the most powerful and know-it-all person in the world. Boss Huang took a sip of tea and said indifferently.

Tang Ling glanced at Boss Huang and was speechless, if he said that he was the most bragging person in the world, Boss Huang could be on the list.

He alone can compare to the information gathering ability of those big forces? Tang Ling didn't believe it.

But even if he didn't believe it, Tang Ling still believed in Boss Huang's strength, which was powerful with a hint of mystery, at least more than any strong man he had ever seen, including those tiger generals.

Inexplicably, Tang Ling thinks so.

Based on this cognition, Tang Ling didn't bother to expose Boss Huang's bragging, but looked at Boss Huang and smiled dogbadly: "Boss, how are you thinking about the eating technique?" ”

"It's not impossible to owe. But you know, you already owe me twenty-seven Black Sea Coins. Boss Huang made a look of embarrassment, then shook his head and sighed: "You know, I am not rich. ”

Tang Ling was speechless, if he said that he had the ability to talk nonsense with his eyes open, who could compare to Boss Huang?

He is not rich? Don't have the luxury to own a house that big in the Dark Harbor? If you don't have enough for a breakfast, you can be extravagant like this?

But it's useless to argue with someone like Boss Huang, Tang Ling is also a little fox, who wouldn't talk nonsense with his eyes open?

He put on a sad face very sincerely and said, "I also understand the boss's difficulties. I will work harder, to be a cow and a horse for the boss, to be born and die for the boss, to be the boss..."

"Wait, wait!" Boss Huang interrupted Tang Ling's confession, and then stood up: "I like to be real, since you have to be in debt, then you have to figure out the rules here." To be exact, the rules I set for you..."

"What's that?" Tang Ling was a little confused.

But he has a deeper feeling of getting on the thief ship, didn't he say that he was going to fight wits and courage with Boss Huang? Why is it that you are being led by the nose now?

But Boss Huang is simply a treasure man, guard him, don't dig up some useful things and information, Tang Ling will hate himself to death.

Doesn't Boss Huang claim to know everything? Maybe Zero's message fell on him too.

Thinking of this, Tang Ling's heart settled down.

"Come with me." Faced with Tang Ling's problem, Boss Huang was also very direct.

Tang Ling followed Boss Huang without saying a word.

**

Downstairs.

Iron room.

Not a small space, one corner is densely packed with all kinds of ores, and the wall in one corner is full of various tools.

The most striking thing is that in the center, there is an octopus-like machine, covered with a transparent cover, which at a glance reminds people of the mysterious technology of the underground civilization.

The octopus's eight tentacles are the pipes, which clearly connect the eight huge stoves in the blacksmith room.

Even if there was no iron striking at this time, there was no one to take care of it, and the fire on the eight stoves was burning violently, making the temperature in the house seem a little hot.

And in the center of the octopus, that is, where the transparent cover is covered, there is a half-human-sized universal energy stone inside.

Tang Ling once again saw Boss Huang's luxury.

"Look, this is my workshop." Boss Huang clasped his hands, dangled in the iron room, and then pointed to the eight stoves and said: "I'm old now, and my health is not good, and the eight stoves look a little hard." ”

Are you old? Are you not well? Well, you're right about everything.

Tang Ling complained frantically in his heart, but his face made a look of sadness and sympathy, and he said without hesitation: "Boss, what do you need me to do for you?" ”

"Nothing. I have never been harsh, although you owe me money to work for me for a hundred years, but I have always been kind to you. But, you see, you're going to be in debt again now..."Boss Huang also made a look of sympathy for Tang Ling.

One hundred years! Tang Ling held back the itchy feeling of his teeth.

Boss Huang immediately changed his expression, and said with a shrewd face: "Originally, I arranged it like this. You help me strike iron for eight hours a day, and then as a benefit, I give you an hour of free time every day, and an hour to go into my private library on the third floor to read. ”

"Of course, an hour of free time means when you can go outside. You don't need to strike the iron for the rest of the time, you can do whatever you want in the house, such as helping Ding Ling cook, helping Ding Dong clean..."

Isn't this harsh? Tang Ling's forehead was bruised, and he hurriedly interrupted Boss Huang: "No salary? ”

"You owe me money." Boss Huang blinked twice.

"But that's a 100-year job! Don't have a basic salary? Tang Ling also counted on getting some money from Boss Huang and using it where he needed it.

"Didn't you eat well?" Boss Huang looked at Tang Ling innocently.

"Eat well." Tang Ling almost popped out this sentence from between his teeth, he couldn't deny that the food provided by Boss Huang was better than the meat of the fierce beast.

"Aren't you living well? You know that even in the most chaotic chaotic area of the Dark Harbor, you need two Black Wind Coins a day to sleep on the streets. "Boss Huang looks even more innocent.

"It's a good stay." Tang Ling must also admit this.

"That's right. I originally thought that you signed a contract for a hundred years without hesitation, just to eat and drink with me. You see, I don't care about the meat of the beast or anything, the fish you eat in the morning is a fifth-level fierce beast in the ocean, the egg is the egg of a fourth-level bird-like beast, the seaweed juice is squeezed from the essence fruit of a third-level fierce plant, and the demon fish is a seventh-level beast, even if it is just a steamed bun soaked in its body fluids. Tsk..."

"Didn't you plan to do that?" Boss Huang suddenly smiled, this time the smile was really an old fox, not like an old fox.

Tang Ling's heart suddenly sank.

It turned out that all his calculations had been known clearly by Boss Huang, and he didn't care at all about his appearance.

So what is his purpose?

Thinking of this, Tang Ling frowned, and there was no need to hide it at this time: "What do you want?" ”