Yun Cen's problem is not serious, but his mental power is a little confused. By the time she woke up, she was completely fine. As she herself said, the relationship between Yun Cen and Yun Ling is like two residents in a house, and when the conflict is resolved, life will go on as usual.

Jiang Dong told Yun Cen the whole story, and Yun Cen looked very guilty, because of her, Chen Fengce and Jiang Dong's originally good vacation was ruined again.

When this happens, it's hard for a few people to say anything.

After a few words of comfort,

Jiang Dong and Chen Fengce left the hospital, and Yun Cen still needed to rest for a while, and it was inconvenient to be disturbed during this time.

Some distance along the hospital to the east, there are many breakfast shops, and many patients and accompanying students will solve the problem of eating here.

A few buns and a cup of rice porridge, Chen Fengce seriously put the hard-boiled eggs on the table and knocked on them, and began to peel the egg shells little by little.

The two of them have missed the night's sleep time, so they simply go out and have breakfast directly, young people, it doesn't matter if they stay up late.

Whoop -

The door was pushed open from the outside, and five or six people were instantly squeezed into the small breakfast shop, two of whom were wearing hospital gowns, and they could barely sit down with the support of the people next to them. It looks like he has just come out of the hospital and is recovering.

"Uncle, come six bowls of tofu brains and take thirty pork buns." One of the boys waved to the shopkeeper.

The breakfast shop was not big, and a few people were very close to Jiang Dong and the others, and the conversation of several people was clearly heard in the ears of Jiang Dong and the others.

"Thirty buns, can the six of them eat them?" Chen Fengce said, stuffing the eighth bun this morning into his mouth.

Jiang Dong took a sip of porridge, he didn't know how Chen Fengce said such things.

Although the buns are not small, they are young and young, and it is not a problem to eat five buns alone.

"Captain, my knife has been left in the weapons shop." One of the boys picked up pickles and chewed them in his mouth, he was wearing a hospital gown, and although there was no obvious injury on his body, he should be recovering well.

"You take care of your wounds, and leave the matter of getting the weapon to me." The boy, who looked tall, held a bun in his hand and nodded.

"If there were better knives, Lao Huan wouldn't be hospitalized." Another student in a hospital gown looked at the boy who spoke at the beginning with a smile, "Lao Huan, I said that you should not ask for that knife at all, it's too old." ”

"You know what, my dad used that thing to kill I don't know how many monsters in the Dusty Realm have been killed on the battlefield." Lao Huan swallowed the pickles in his mouth and said angrily: "Next time, I will go to the Shura battlefield to perform for you." ”

It looks like a second-year student,

Jiang Dong listened carefully on the sidelines,

This team of people are all teams that have just retired from the Shura battlefield, and since Zhao Ruochen returned, one after another, many senior students in the Shura battlefield have retreated. Thinking of this, Jiang Dong couldn't help but think of the big brother He who he had known since the beginning of school.

Until now, He Maichen's house is still closed.

wiped his mouth,

Jiang Dong and Chen Fengce had almost eaten, opened the curtain, the sun shone into their eyes, and the two of them stood at the door of the breakfast shop, breathing in the fresh air of the morning, feeling that a good day had begun again.

"Brother Jiang."

"Huh?"

"Come with me to the weapons shop."

"Okay."

Although Chen Fengce's own time drive does not have any offensive effect, after all, he is from a military family, and many soldiers can be seen on the border of the Shura battlefield without using any time drive to fight monsters, and the physical art in the army itself is a kind of cultivation.

Got a taxi,

Jiang Dong casually said to go to the weapon shop.

But the driver's eldest brother turned around and asked, "Brother, where are you going?" ”

Which one to go to?

Jiang Dong was stunned, how do I know which one there is?

The driver's eldest brother is a warm-hearted person, and there are two weapon shops in Dekar Academy, but fortunately, the two shops are very close, across the road, in fact, it is a face-to-face relationship.

One is called "Private Hall"

One is called "Shangbing Building"

"These two weapon shops are actually similar, but from the forged weapons, there is no difference between one and the other." The driver's eldest brother said while driving.

"It's just that the boss of this Shangbing Building is not very good-tempered, tsk."

"By the way, what weapons do you want to buy?"

Hearing this, Jiang Dong looked at Chen Fengce, after all, he was the one who bought the weapon. Not everyone has such a good fate to let Yuan Yi personally send a weapon, and ninety percent of the students in the academy have to rely on the school's weapon shop to select weapons.

"Knives, I want to buy a knife." Chen Fengce thought for a while.

In the army, there are many moves to open and close, and although weapons such as long swords are cool, in the Shura battlefield like a meat grinder, weapons such as bold slashes still occupy the mainstream position. It is also for this reason that after Chen Fengce thought about it, the first memory he recalled in his mind was the military combat skills related to knives.

"With a knife." The driver's eldest brother sighed for a moment, thought for a while, and said: "Then you should go to Shangbing Building, I have pulled a lot of students and have a good impression of the knife made by his family." ”

......

"Uncle Li, no one came to shout at the Legion Hall opposite today!"

A shirtless sturdy young man stood beside the forging platform, wiped the sweat from his forehead, looked outside, turned his head and smiled at Li Wenchen, who was sitting in the room. His name is Cao Shiyi, and he is not only Li Wenchen's apprentice, but also Li Wenchen's adopted son.

Li Wenchen is already very old, with white beard and white hair, his face is full of wrinkles, and he is wearing a wide black and gold robe, and he is slowly sipping a cup of tea at the moment. Beneath the wide robe, you can still see the strong muscular lines of the old man's body, which are the traces left by the years of forging weapons.

In highly technologically advanced academies, many modern weapons do not need to be forged by hand, and even some weapons such as swords can be manufactured in batches.

In this case, Li Wenchen was still able to open a weapons shop in the academy with the technique of hand-forging, and there was no other reason.

Pure because the weapons that pass through his hands are all high-quality!

"Heh, they didn't have as many customers as us yesterday, where did they get their faces to shout?" Li Wenchen gently placed the teacup in his hand on the wooden table and said disdainfully.

"With the pile of broken copper and iron in Lao Wangba's hand, you dare to shout at me?"

"It's a waste of resources to give him materials."

The "Lao Wang Ba" in Li Wenchen's mouth is the owner of the Opposite Gate Column Pavilion, Fan Liang.

Both of them are good at forging weapons in the academy, but they fell out for some reason in the early years, and since then, they have become business rivals, and in order to snatch each other's resources allocated by the academy and the flow of students, there have been a lot of oolong incidents.