"Noodles again?"

The old man sat down in his chair and was about to get the wine on the table, when he saw that today's dinner was the same as usual.

"What do you think?"

"At least some meat!"

"Master, if you want to drink less, we can afford to eat. ”

This is the daily life of the first and second masters of Heping Town, complaining to each other at dinner.

That old man is Mo Lao.

If anyone else saw this, they probably wouldn't believe their eyes.

These two can earn enough for an average person to work for a month after working for one day, and now they can't even afford to eat meat?

It is true that these two people can earn enough for an average person to earn a month's salary in one day.

But for these two golden signs, there is a big problem - that is, the work is done too well.

Although the price of the ironware made by Mo Lao is high, the quality is good, or the quality is too good.

To put it simply, it is "one piece a day, never changed".

The iron tools that Mo Lao took a day to create will not be damaged for several years.

So, there is business, but the income is extremely unstable.

The wind is even more obvious, and the amount of wood moved in one day is enough for other stores for a month.

Of course, if there are no other problems, this is fine.

But Mo Lao loves to drink, and if he can drink fairy brew, he won't drink anything else, unless he is greedy.

But he is often greedy, and occasionally talks with a large amount of money to buy all kinds of wine.

And if it weren't for the laziness to move, this "occasional" would have become "often" long ago.

As a result, eighty percent of the income of the two is exchanged for wine, one percent is used for daily expenses, and one percent is used for emergency purposes.

Therefore, the daily meal basically said goodbye to meat.

Of course, this meat is not ordinary chicken, duck and fish meat, and ordinary meat can't enter Mo Lao's mouth at all.

This meat is the secret cured meat of Liu Tuhu's family, and it is also the same golden sign as the fairy brew, and the price is naturally very high.

"After drinking so much wine, it's better to brew this fairy. ”

Mo Lao picked up the wine, immediately took a sip, and then was snatched away by the wind.

"Clean up first, then eat, and drink at the end. ”

Feng Di said this without a trace of emotion.

"Oh. ”

Mo Lao suddenly became like a good child.

"No, I'm the master!"

Mo Lao suddenly reacted that his attitude was wrong.

"Then you go buy your own bar in the future, and I don't care. ”

As soon as these words came out, Mo Lao no longer resisted.

Then the kitchen was filled with the sound of water.

Then a white-faced old man appeared in front of Feng Yan's eyes, his hair and beard were white, and there was a bit of noodle smell.

"What did you wash it with?"

Feng Yan looked at Mo Lao's appearance and felt that he had guessed something, and then he really couldn't admit that this was his master.

"The water in the pot. ”

"The one with the fire?"

"Hmm. ”

"That's noodle soup. ”

"I thought it was hot water. ”

"How many times have I said that we don't have hot water at home, and I don't have time to boil it. ”

The former owner of the farmhouse where the master and apprentice lived was a family of six, and the tastes of the six people sometimes did not match.

And in order to make rations for six people, a stove was specially added.

As a result, the kitchen was left with only two stoves and a cutting board, and there was not even a place to put a water tank.

However, there is still a place for the former owner's water tank, but now it ......

The water tank with the iron tools has proven that the water in the blacksmith's shop is definitely not a household item.

The Wind Death has been dealt with many times, but in less than three days, there will definitely be a few extra iron tools in it.

So, the only place where you can safely store water is the pot on the other stove.

And Feng Yan often practiced until late and didn't come back, so he didn't have time to boil hot water.

However, living without hot water is uncomfortable.

So when he saw the "hot water" on the fire, Mo Lao used it directly, but he didn't know that it was noodle soup.

So, Mo Lao went to clean up again.

When he appeared in front of Feng Yan again, he finally had the appearance of a fairy wind bone.

Not only is it much cleaner, but also a lot more sober.

"Looks like this wine has finally woken up......"

The Wind Death muttered quietly.

The above situation will never occur when Mo Lao is sober.

As for the reason why this has become a daily routine, it is just because the gods have drunk too much and have been in a semi-drunk state.

At this time, Mo Lao is no longer the Mo Lao who was flying around, half black and white, and half drunk just now, but a clean and very sober Mo Lao.

At this time, Mo Lao was quite immortal (although he was originally an "immortal"), and the most obvious change was probably that his eyes changed from empty and godless to bright.

However, at this time, Mo Lao was full of embarrassment, and the memory just now flooded into his mind, and Mo Lao knew that he had done something stupid again.

"Hey, it's a mistake to drink!"

Mo Lao couldn't help but sigh.

"Then don't drink it. ”

Feng Yan didn't even look at it, and replied casually.

"No, wine is my lifeblood, and no one can stop me from drinking!"

Mo Lao instantly became more sober.

Then suddenly I realized that I had done something stupid again, so I didn't say a word, and pretended that nothing had happened.

Including yourself?

It's like this every time, saying that drinking is wrong, and then someone mentions not letting Mo Lao drink, Mo Lao is like a child who protects food, and he has no shape at all.

And every time at this time, Feng Yan has to sigh "temperament is difficult to change".

After that, Feng Yan sat down on the chair silently, picked up his bowl of noodles, and ate it with a sigh of relief.

And Mo Lao looked at his bowl of noodles, and his face was very uncomfortable.

It's noodles every day, and I'm tired of eating it for a long time.

However, thinking that the current master and apprentice only have this standard of living, most of them are (all) their own reasons.

Then I made a difficult choice between "eating well" and "drinking well", and finally chose ...... Sit down and eat.

"I'm telling you, you have to improve your food, it's really uncomfortable to have no meat. ”

Mo Lao took two or three bites and couldn't help complaining.

Feng Yan listened, gently put down the bowl, and glared at Mo Lao.

Then he stretched out his hand and said a word, and Mo Lao was out of line, which was indeed a problem.

"Forget it, let's settle for the next best thing. Let's go to the back mountain tomorrow to hunt a wild boar and make some barbecue to satisfy your cravings. ”

Mo Lao looked at the wind with hope.

"You're going?"

"There you go. ”

"No, it's not me who eats anyway. ”

"I'll go!"

"Okay, you go. ”

"No, I'm not going, you go. ”

"Don't eat if you don't go. ”

............

After some debate, Mo Lao decided on one thing.

At present, if you don't do it yourself, you can't eat meat, and the apprentice who has been calling for a long time is already very dissatisfied with herself.

My dignity as a teacher has been challenged (is there such a thing?), and I have to find a way.

And then......

"Ah...... This unfilial apprentice...... If you have the ability, you will bully the master...... I don't even have meat to eat...... Where is the reason of heaven......"

Mo Lao suddenly cried while hammering the table.

"Come on, don't make trouble, don't be ashamed, I'll go, okay. ”

Wind Death Forehead, is this really my master?

Where is that Immortal Wind Dao Bone Master?

Why is there such a limit to what you can eat in one bite?

"Haha, this is my good apprentice. ”

Mo Lao suddenly laughed again, his rogue plan had succeeded again.

Half an hour later, the dinner, full of all kinds of "accidents", finally ended.

It also came to the main topic of the day - practice.

"Master, is this cultivation method really effective for me? Why hasn't my cultivation increased at all, and I am still forging the ninth order?"

Feng Yan had reached the ninth order of forging body a month ago, but he couldn't go any further after that.

At that time, Mo Lao asked him to go to various households to help more, saying that this was a way for him to improve his cultivation.

But nothing has changed except that he was forced to learn a lot of chores.

But that's not true.

At least the taste of the food at home is a level higher, and the housework ability has also been upgraded a level.

Thinking of this, Feng Yan was a little suspicious of Mo Lao's true intentions, and couldn't help but stare at Mo Lao's eyes.

"Useful, absolutely useful!"

Mo Lao said with great certainty, but the dodgy eyes ...... The veracity of these words has to be considered.

"You're one last step away, though. ”

Mo Lao also felt that his words were not convincing, so he began to lie.

Of course, it's not exactly a lie.

This month's "practice" is indeed effective, but the effective part is probably ...... One percent?

Now we want to talk about the "right way", which is as effective as 9 out of 9.

"Tomorrow you will go around the back mountain, you will have a harvest. ”

"You mean to fight spirit beasts?"

"Well, that's right. ”

Mo Lao nodded desperately, as if this was indeed right.

Then, I breathed a sigh of relief.

I originally had to say an excuse to round out this unbelievable "shopping" cultivation plan, but fortunately, this kid thought about it a little more.

But Feng Yan couldn't help complaining in his heart.

You can break through by "shopping", so why is your cultivation so hard?

This master is really getting out of tune more and more.

"That, by the way, bring back wild boar. ”

After speaking, Mo Lao added.

Then Feng Yan thought of the scene at the dinner table, could this be the real reason?

"Don't worry, it will definitely work this time!"

Mo Lao looked at Feng Yan's skeptical eyes and said with an oath.

Feng Yan had no choice but to believe in the little immortal wind bones left of the master.

"Okay, let's go rest first, and work hard tomorrow. ”

Mo Lao patted Feng Yan on the shoulder, and then lay down on the bed.

Soon, Windfall heard a snoring sound.

"Ha~ It's really not early, it's time to rest, you have to work hard tomorrow, and strive for a breakthrough tomorrow. ”

Windfall yawned, then went back to his room, went to bed, and soon fell asleep.

And not long after Feng Yan fell asleep, Mo Lao woke up, looked at Feng Yan's room, and couldn't help but smile.

"Xiaofeng, I said that shopping is really enough, but fighting spirit beasts may be more suitable for you. In this way, you can grow a little faster. In this world, there is not much time left for you. ”

Then, Mo Lao looked at the sky, as if he was missing something.

"Hey, the plan worked, but why is it only now, what we can't do, to be done by such a young child, is it really right? Old guys, are we doing it wrong?"