Time flies, two hours fly by.

Song Hao stretched his waist, looking satisfied, for the first time, he felt that this recipe for eating and cultivating immortals was not bad, if he changed to other immortal cultivators, where could he retreat anytime and anywhere, and he could also cultivate by eating snacks by himself, and after a two-hour journey, his strength had made great progress.

And the fat man has a hard face, as a senior foodie, these two hours are simply torture, but fortunately, Tian Xiaotao's perseverance is also leveraged, he can't give up halfway, he must lose weight!

So he switched seats.

Out of sight.

Song Hao was in the middle of it, no one was on his side, he could eat more, so when the train arrived at the station, he still had an unfinished look.

......

At this time, there was not much traffic, and the two quickly left the station.

"Xiaotao, where is the specific address?"

For this trip, Song Hao always felt that it was not so simple, there were no monsters on the train, but maybe the destination was the real test.

"On the outskirts of City D, about fifty kilometers, a bit far, we took a taxi to go. ”

The fat man did his homework a lot, there was no shuttle bus in that place, saying that it was a suburb, but it was actually a wilderness, and it was precisely because it was too far away, so he was uneasy.

Song Hao nodded, he couldn't retreat at this time, as an immortal cultivator, then cowardice would become a joke.

The two talked as they walked, and soon came to the taxi lane, and the passengers lined up to get on the bus, in an orderly manner, and after a while, the two of them lined up in front, and a taxi stopped in front of them.

"Where, two?"

The driver is a middle-aged uncle, with a kind face, but the accent is a little weird.

"Tianfeng Yuan. ”

"That place is not close, in the wilderness, and there is no beautiful scenery, are the two guests sure to go there?"

If it were an ordinary driver, he wouldn't talk so much, and it could be seen that this uncle was a warm-hearted character.

A trace of hesitation flashed in the fat man's heart, but now, he couldn't go home, so he gritted his teeth: "We have something to do there, we have to go." ”

"Okay!"

Since the guest insisted, the uncle naturally had no reason to refuse to take the car, not to mention that going 50 kilometers here is also a good business.

So the two got in the car, and the taxi kicked up the dust and left.

......

Fifty kilometers, in terms of distance alone, is not very far, but if the road conditions are not good, it will take much more time, the uncle is ready for long-distance driving, where do you know that it is unnecessary to worry, the rugged road in memory has long been repaired neatly, although it is not very wide, but the car is also smooth and fast, so it is only more than half an hour, the destination is reached.

"Huh?"

What catches your eye is a neat row of houses, as well as a patchwork of buildings, and the countryside is said to be a new residential area.

The three of them looked at each other.

The driver's uncle hasn't been here for a long time, so the impression is still a few years ago.

As for the fat man, at this time, he was particularly uncalm to open his mobile phone, open the network map, and soon turned into a crying expression.

"I'm sorry, I made a mistake when I typed it, so the search results were wrong, and I thought it was from outside the wilderness. ”

It's all careless, I knew that this was a residential area, where was the need to let Ah Hao accompany him, thinking about the promise of 20,000 yuan, the fat man suddenly had a liver ache, a toothache, and felt that the whole person was not good.

As for Song Hao, in addition to the accident, he laughed self-deprecatingly.

I still want to farm the dungeon boss...... The novels are really deceptive.

The trip was safe and smooth, but for some reason, Song Hao felt a sense of loss, did he also have the gene of immortality?

According to the house number address, it was a middle-aged aunt who opened the door.

He is about fifty years old and very well-dressed.

The two showed their intentions, and the middle-aged aunt welcomed them in very warmly.

"You are Xiao Tao, rare, rare, a boy of this age has such a clever knitting technique. The aunt smiled and said, and it could be seen that her happiness was from the bottom of her heart.

This style of painting is wrong, and the last trace of hope in Song Hao's heart to meet the dungeon boss has also come to naught...... It can be seen that this aunt has no malicious intent, she simply likes to knit sweaters.

From the furnishings at home, it can also be inferred that the other party's family is wealthy, so the price of 50,000 yuan is to ask for the technique of knitting sweaters, which is also reasonable.

Isn't there such a sentence, the trench is inhumane, this middle-aged aunt is just a local tyrant who likes to knit sweaters, and there is no malice at all.

"What...... What, you want to take me as an apprentice?"

chatted for a while, and when the aunt revealed her true purpose, Tian Xiaotao was still surprised...... This doesn't fit the script, doesn't it mean that she asks for sweater knitting techniques like herself?

"Hee-hee, that's for fear that you won't come here. ”

A smile appeared on the middle-aged woman's face: "Don't underestimate Auntie, I was the champion of the National Knitting Sweater Competition, and the head of the Southern School Knitting Sweater." ”

What, there is still a sect for knitting sweaters, and there is also the head of the sect, Song Hao suddenly had a messy wind, and this matter refreshed his three views more than cultivating immortals.

"It's like a fake!"

The middle-aged woman's face showed a hint of remembrance: "Nowadays, hand-knitted sweaters are not popular, I want to think back then, but they are popular all over the country, and if girls who are not out of the cabinet do not know how to knit sweaters, it will be a problem to even find their in-laws......"

The aunt fell into the memory, and Song Hao was petrified there.

Hey, hey.,Said to meet the dungeon out of the boss.,Today's painting style can't bear to look at it directly.。

Tian Xiaotao listened to it with relish, he is an engineering otaku who can knit sweaters into Internet celebrities, in addition to talent, he is naturally interested, he likes this skill from the bottom of his heart.

"Auntie, are you really the first in the country to knit sweaters?"

"Hehe, I'm going to lie to you. Speaking of her skills, the middle-aged woman's face showed a hint of triumph, and she immediately took out a certificate from the drawer.

It says that someone won the championship of the National Knitting Sweater Competition in a certain year and month, and the paper looks very old, and it is indeed a thing from decades ago.

"That was the most glorious moment for my aunt, but unfortunately the times have changed, and now there are very few people who are willing to learn to knit sweaters, which is a pair of my children, and they also refuse to inherit my skills......

Song Hao: "......"

Auntie, don't tell me, you have called us here all the way to let the fat man worship you as a teacher.

Facts have proved that Song Hao's crow's beak is still quite accurate.

"Xiao Tao, I have seen the sweater you knitted, skillful, but the skills are shallow, you should be very talented, but there are few famous teachers to guide, if you don't dislike it, worship me as a teacher, auntie, I am willing to teach you what I have learned all my life......"

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