"Look what time it is, and you can't get up yet! You're the laziest craftsman I've ever seen!" a woman in overalls with long brown hair stood beside An Lun's bed. She looked at An Lun, who was still sleeping lazily on the bed, and picked up the broom in her hand and swept it at An Lun's body.

"Oh, Jing, what are you doing! I finally had a good dream, don't you know that I worked until dawn and didn't sleep!?" An Lun said dissatisfiedly, and at the same time turned over, making himself face down, and changed to a lying position.

The woman's face was full of power, and she didn't plan to let An Lun go like this, the broom in her hand changed from sweeping to poking, and poked into An Lun's waist and eyes, and said angrily while poking back: "Who told you to go to bed so late, didn't you tell me to go to bed on time before twelve o'clock! Get up for me, look at your bed, it's like a pigsty, how long has it been since you swept it, and you didn't take a bath before going to bed yesterday, it's all smelling dead, get up and take a bath for me!"

"Ah~" An Lun, who was stabbed, let out a miserable scream, raised his head, and looked at the woman in front of him with a sad face. This woman was about twenty-two or three years old, and she wore a simple overalls, although the clothes were not very gorgeous, but her skin was brighter than snow, and her eyebrows were picturesque, and she could be regarded as an out-and-out beauty.

When An Lun looked at the woman, although he was full of reluctance and even a little bored, the focus and tenderness in his eyes could not be hidden.

"Jing, you are my assistant, not my mother, don't keep treating me as a child! And can you not poke my waist every time, it hurts!"

"Don't talk nonsense, get up, I'm going to clean up the bed. Fortunately, I'm not your mother, if I were your mother, I would have to stuff you back in your stomach and go back to the furnace to be reborn, why did you give birth to such a sloppy son. ”

"You!" An Lun's face turned red, and he said after a long time: "I am a god craftsman, how great, my mother is proud of me!"

Jing said while making An Lun's bed: "That's Auntie, she is smart, she didn't live with you, she hid far away out of sight, why don't you bother to find assistants everywhere? Do you see how many assistants you have worked with you for more than a month? I am kind enough to help Auntie come and serve you." ”

"Nonsense, they feel unworthy of my noble status, and they leave with low self-esteem. An Lun was angry.

"Yes, yes, I have low self-esteem enough to tell others that I will be your assistant, and the whole village will be scared to move to another country, right? Raise your feet, pull aside, I'm going to clean up, you go to the bath, see what time it is, there is a royal messenger coming when you are an hour, don't mess up this time, we haven't taken over the business for two years, and if we mess up again, we won't even have any money for food, if you become the first god craftsman to be starved to death because you have no money to eat, I believe Auntie will be even more proud of you." ”

"You, you!" An Lun said with a flushed face: "Who said that I don't have money, as long as I am willing to make money, I can make millions of dollars at will, and money is something outside my body for me! Don't use those dirty things to defile my noble sentiments! Your consciousness is still not enough, what's the use of asking for so much money, if you don't bring it in life, you won't bring it in death." ”

"Yes, yes, anyway, I know that if you don't get something dirty outside of your body, you will really die. Jing glanced at An Lun and chuckled.

Hearing this, An Lun snorted coldly, although he is a god craftsman, but how many men are women's opponents in terms of bickering? In addition, An Lun is interested in this woman named Jing in his heart, so he is in a hurry, but he can't say anything to refute, and finally he can only coax and say, "I'm going to take a bath, hmph, how old are you to be so nagging, I really don't know who will dare to ask you in the future!"

"Thank you for your concern, I won't follow you anyway if no one wants me. Jing gave An Lun a mischievous smile.

After taking a shower, Jing prepared a set of clothes for An Lun that was not luxurious, but the material was quite good, and then Jing combed An Lun's hair and sprayed perfume.

"Do you remember what you're going to say in a moment? The asking price can't be too high, and the province will run away for others, and it can't be too low, otherwise they will think that we are so cheap. Jing instructed while sorting out An Lun's clothes.

An Lun frowned, not because he talked too much, but because he never sprayed perfume, he felt that this fragrance was too choking, and it really made his head uncomfortable. An Lun is a god craftsman, and almost everyone comes to him to ask him for errands, so no matter how sloppy he usually is, no one will point it out, causing him to not pay much attention to the problem of appearance.

"That's as much as you want, you can't talk to them about it. An Lun looked at himself in the mirror, and felt very awkward, but he enjoyed Jing taking care of himself, especially at such a close distance, his breath had a faint fragrance on Jing's body.

Jing looked her "masterpiece" up and down until she couldn't find any fault with it, and then nodded with satisfaction.

"After all, the people who came are royal envoys, and it seems too disrespectful for one of my assistants to talk to them. You must know that the public work is the most oily and watery, and we can't afford to lose this big business. If you don't know how much to fit when the time comes, just act according to my eyes, and I'll send you a code. ”

"Well, it's all up to you. An Lun said casually.

Soon, the royal envoy arrived, and the person who came was the old Prime Minister Brands, and after a few pleasantries, the other party also said the purpose of the trip...

"What?, there's something wrong with the Heart of the Clock!?" An Lun slapped the table and stood up, his eyes full of disbelief, the reason why An Lun was so excited was because the Heart of the Clock had a special meaning to him.

The old prime minister showed a look of pity and sighed: "Master An Lun, I don't want to believe this matter either. His Majesty also sent someone to verify this matter, and the heart of the clock seems to have aged age, and I am afraid that a new replacement is needed. ”

Hearing this, An Lun fell into a deep groan, and the old prime minister continued: "Master An Lun, among the makers of the original clock heart, the craftsmanship part was completed by your ancestors, and among their descendants, only you have become a contemporary god craftsman, so this matter will trouble you." ”

Allen frowned, what the old Prime Minister Brands said was indeed true, otherwise he would not be surprised that there was a problem with the heart of the clock. For An Lun, the heart of the clock can be said to be his pride, he often boasted to others when he was a child that the heart of the clock was made by his ancestors, until he became a god craftsman, and he would always mention to his peers that the heart of the clock was made by his ancestors. So when there was a problem with the heart of the clock, An Lun was naturally hit hard.

Seeing that An Lun didn't speak for a long time, Jing Jing next to him walked out slowly, filled the cup of tea in front of the old prime minister and his entourage, and said respectfully: "Prime Minister, this matter is very important, although Master An Lun wants to help, but after all, the heart of the clock is made by predecessors, and it has been hundreds of years now. Whether it is a craftsman or alchemy, its technology is gradually changing with the times, and no one can guarantee that a substitute for the heart of the clock can be made according to your requirements, so this matter, I am afraid that Master An Lun still has to consult the classics left by his ancestors, it is better for the two of you to go back and rest for a while, and then reply to you after Master An Lun is confirmed, please rest assured, for the country and the people, we will do our best. ”

In the face of the eviction order, the old prime minister did not show displeasure, but nodded with a smile: "Okay, the old man will go back first and wait for good news." After speaking, he got up and bowed to An Lun and said, "If Master An Lun can make a move, it will definitely be the blessing of Elpalan, and the ancestors of the master will also feel gratified." ”

When the old prime minister mentioned the ancestors, An Lun clenched his fists violently and said loudly: "I will take this matter, you first give me a million deposit, and then find me two alchemy masters and five ninth-level craftsmen to cooperate with me!"

Hearing An Lun's words, the old prime minister hurriedly saluted, "There is no problem, what else is needed Master An Lun, just speak, I will send someone to prepare immediately." After saying that, the old prime minister asked An Lun again about some materials he needed, and then left with his subordinates.

It wasn't until the two of them walked away that Jing came to An Lun's side, and her voice was very calm: "Why did you agree so hastily, didn't you keep saying that the heart of the clock is already a divine object, even if you become a god craftsman, you can't imitate it? And the heart of the clock is not an alchemical creature? What does this have to do with you?"

An Lun lowered his head when he heard this, and only nodded after a while, and said: "Yes, the heart of the clock does belong to the alchemy creature, but it cannot be completed without the part of the process, I peeked at the classics of the clan when I was a child, and when I made the heart of the clock, it was made by my ancestors, but after the production was completed, because those alchemists were powerful, they would claim to be alchemy products, and my ancestor's wife at that time also left him, causing my ancestor to finally die of depression." ”

Saying this, An Lun's fists clenched tighter: "I'm not sure that the production will be successful, but this is my mission, I am the god craftsman of this generation of the family, and I must defend the honor of the family." If I can't make it, then the family will be disgraced for it. But if I make it, I can tell the world that this heart of the clock that has guarded the clock tower for hundreds of years is the work of my family's ancestors, and that he is an honor for the craftsman!

Jing looked at An Lun for a long time, suddenly smiled gently, reached out and patted An Lun on the shoulder: "Then why are you still stunned? Why don't you go and study how to make it!"

An Lun raised his head and looked at Jing's gentle smile, he was a little intoxicated, and Jing's face was flushed. At this time, An Lun only felt an inexplicable force fill his body, and rushed to the laboratory with a loud scream. Looking at An Lun's back, Jing also smiled and muttered in a voice that only she could hear, "He has finally grown up." ”

Subsequently, An Lun began to research work, and Jing, a good helper, really saved An Lun a lot of things. Not only can it ensure An Lun's irregular eating rhythm, but when An Lun needs something, Jing can always find it as soon as possible. She is like having the ability of an unpredictable prophet, especially when An Lun needs to go back to the ancestral house to find some handwritten notes and classics left by the ancestors, Jing has already dragged a large box to the door.

Time passed day by day, and it took a long time to research and make something, especially a tool that had been canonized as a god, and even with the help of two alchemists and several ninth-level craftsmen, it would take a full year for the replacement of the heart of the clock to finally come out.