Xu Xin curled her lips. Although she was savage and willful and had a hot temper, she was smart and naturally understood the causal relationships. However, what made her headache was that this guy was not greedy for fame and fortune, and how could he repay this life-saving grace?

It is absolutely impossible to promise her body. She asked herself that she was not the kind of woman who was particularly particular about being a good match, but she was definitely not able to marry into this poor land and water town. Besides, even if she had a fever, her father Xu Pojun and her grandfather Xu Yinuo were very calm.

When the Xu family arrived at Xu Pojun, there was only one woman under his knees. To some extent, the incense was broken. Xu Pojun didn't care, but Xu Yinuo was unwilling to accept it. Although he really loved this youngest granddaughter, he felt sad when he thought that the Xu family would decline for a thousand years, and the Pojun Mansion would sooner or later fall into the hands of a foreigner.

Therefore, Xu Yinuo made a decision early on that Xu Xin's future husband, no matter who he was, must marry into the Xu family. The first boy he gave birth to must have his surname Xu.

Since the body does not exist, the only way to repay the kindness is to save Yi Gangyu once. So the eldest lady of the Xu family prayed a lot in her heart in the future, so she could sacrifice her sword and repay the life-saving grace.

"Xiao Gang, come here." Zhang Linyuan waved his hand and let the dedicated big flower pig return to the pigpen, summoned a big wild boar of four or five hundred pounds to float in the air, saying, "You are just learning to kill pigs with me, so you are not my disciple, so we don't have to be a master or apprentice, do you understand?"

Yi Gangyu nodded and said, "After learning, I will join Brother Shan to set up a meat stall in the plum blossom hall, and maybe I can earn dozens or hundreds of golden beads every day."

Xu Xin rolled her eyes. This was probably one of the fool's dreams.

Zhang Linyuan laughed and said, "You kid hasn't learned it yet, but he just wants to steal my business."

Yi Gangyu quickly explained: "Uncle Zhang, we don't sell wild boars, we only sell pigs to raise so many pigs in a year, and we can't steal much business from you."

Xu Xin couldn't help rolling her eyes again and said angrily: "You might as well raise a few more cows and a flock of sheep."

Yi Gangyu said seriously: "Miss Xu is right. When she sells her domestic pigs, she will use gold beads to buy some cows and lambs... It just so happens that there is a big pond behind my house, and it is best to raise dozens of duck cubs."

Xu Xin peeled a piece of salt and boiled peanuts, threw them into her mouth, and even lost interest in speaking.

Zhang Linyuan summoned his pig-killing knife, and Xu Xin exclaimed in surprise, and a [Karma Stopper] almost blurted out.

Yi Gangyu hurriedly said, "Miss Xu, look, this is Uncle Zhang's killing knife that I told you."

"If you want to tell me, will I not watch it yourself?"

Yi Gangyu kindly touched a nail, but didn't mind. He touched his nose and walked to Zhang Linyuan's side.

"Xiao Gang, there are many ways to kill pigs, but I only choose the simplest and most effective one." Zhang Linyuan said, "Look carefully. From this position, with one knife down, the tip of the knife can instantly penetrate the pig's lungs and heart, and then draw the knife. The blood groove on the blade can cause heavy bleeding in a very short time. Do you understand?"

Yi Gangyu nodded.

"For a butcher, fast, steady, accurate, and ruthless are indispensable." Zhang Linyuan said, "Fast means the speed of the knife should be fast. Stable means the hands and feet should be steady. The hands should be steady and the feet should be steady. The feet should be stable. Tolerance means patience, waiting for the best time to shoot the knife. Accuracy means precision, and you must hit one blow. As for ruthlessness, you can understand it as cruel, dare to kill, and never be blindly kind, and of course it can also be understood as a kind of momentum."

Yi Gangyu had a little understanding of it, but Xu Xin, who was watching behind him, nodded frequently.

Zhang Linyuan said: "Xiao Gang, these are just theory. It doesn't matter if you can't understand them clearly for the time being. Only the things you understand in actual combat are your own. Remember."

Yi Gangyu said: "Uncle Zhang, I've recorded it."

"Very good. Today is my last time killing a pig. You can see this knife clearly, just this one." Zhang Linyuan said, "From tomorrow, you come to me every day to kill a wild boar until I am satisfied."

Yi Gangyu felt a little panicked, but nodded anyway.

Zhang Linyuan said: "I will slow down a hundred times this knife."

Yi Gangyu quickly stared at him with wide eyes, and Xu Xin quickly got closer. He was really curious how slow this knife that slowed down a hundred times was?

A black light flashed away, and Zhang Linyuan had returned to the recliner and picked up a cup of fragrant tea.

The two of them were coveted and stunned. What about the promised slow down a hundred times?

It was not until the big wild boar floating in the air fell to the ground with a "splash" that the two woke up. A blood arrow splattered in the throat of the big wild boar, about a meter away.

The two jumped away in horror, one was fading in beauty and the other was fading in beauty.

This is a knife that slows down a hundred times. What if it doesn’t slow down?

Xu Xin was a cultivator who was extremely shocked, but she woke up relatively quickly. She walked slowly to Zhang Linyuan who was drinking tea and asked weakly: "Uncle Zhang, can I understand that if you don't slow down a hundred times, wouldn't that moment be like killing a hundred big wild boars?"

Zhang Linyuan narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Ke'er is smart."

Xu Xin felt a bit of coldness penetrated her heart from the soles of her feet, then spread throughout her body, and finally penetrated into her bones. When she sneaked out, she was full of confidence in her immortal cultivation. Except for the great grandfather and father, and those gods who seemed to live only in the legend, no matter who provoked them, it was a matter of a sword. Unexpectedly, she suffered a great loss from the mountain bear as soon as she arrived in Digou Town. It was fine. Then she saw Zhang Linyuan's punch power, although she was surprised, but she didn't see it with her own eyes, so she was naturally not shocked enough. It was not until this moment that she realized that her tiny little practice was really worth mentioning.

Zhang Linyuan took a knife, and if he was at her, a hundred Xuxins would disappear in the blink of an eye.

Yi Gangyu finally recovered from his fear, his lips squirmed, and after a long time he finally said, "Uncle Zhang, can you kill me again? I, I didn't see clearly."

Zhang Linyuan shook his head and said, "I agreed that this is the only one knife. You can go to the kitchen, get a kitchen knife, cut it all the way along the wound, and observe it carefully, and you will naturally be clear."

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It is rare to have bright lights in Shouzi Di’s blacksmith shop for more than ten years. Fortunately, he is in a plum blossom lane with fewer residents. Otherwise, the "ding-ding-dang" ironclad sound would have been all night long, and I’m afraid it would be like on Fugui Street, where there would have been a lot of curses.

Wan Chongshan waved the big hammer that had been around for almost no stop all night, and his gown had already taken off, revealing the strong and strong muscles that girls big and small wanted to see but were embarrassed to see. Pieces of muscles, as they waved the hammer, rhythmically pounding and bulging.

Skinny Di did not stop. What Wan Chongshan had to do was to clamp out a large piece of red-burned iron from the furnace with iron pliers, put it on the iron felt and beat it until it cooled until it could not be beaten, and then put it back in the furnace, and it continued over and over again.

One night, Wan Chongshan guessed that he had smashed at least 20,000 to 30,000 hammers.

In fact, he was exhausted, his big hands were covered with blood blisters, worn out in many places, and blood stains were stained. Because of his naked upper body, the red iron filings splashed everywhere when he smashed the iron block, and sometimes they flew to his body, and whenever he touched it, he would have a small blister.

But he always gritted his teeth and persevered, and he didn't drink a sip of water in the middle and took a breath.

It was not until the beginning of Chen Shichu that Skinny Di slowly stood up, glanced at Wan Chongshan, and waved his hand.

Wan Chongshan stopped thrusting and said, "Master, I'll come back tonight."

Skinny Di didn't say anything, pointed to the ground, and left directly.

Wan Chongshan quickly cleaned the venue. After finishing, he stretched his waist and actually grinned, saying, "I have a master seriously, haha! I must show off to Xiao Gang later, but now, I will pay a few big meat buns to credit first."

Wan Chongshan strode out of the plum blossom lane, crossed Fugui Street, came to Huangni Lane, rushed to the thatched hut outside a steaming bun shop, sat on a long wooden bench, slapped the table, and shouted: "Boss, hurry up and send two cages of Deyun big meat buns, and a large bowl of spicy paste soup. It must be so spicy that I can scream, hurry up!"

An obese middle-aged man ran out of the shop and responded enthusiastically: "Okay! Guest...why are you?"

Wan Chongshan glared and shouted, "Fatty Guo, what's the problem with me?"

Fatty Guo immediately smiled and said, "Young Master Wan Family, you may be a nobleman who forgot about things. On the day of the market, you ate three baskets of big meat buns. I guess there was something urgent and left in a hurry, so I forgot to give the money."

"Is this true?" Wan Chongshan slapped his forehead and said, "Fatty Guo, aren't you scaring me?"

Fatty Guo said: "We are doing small business and dare not speak nonsense. Otherwise, think about it carefully?"

"Think of nothing!" Wan Chongshan said, "Did I take dozens of silver beads seriously? Hurry up and send the things I just called, and settle the accounts together after eating and drinking."

Fatty Guo was very embarrassed. The Wanzhong Mountain and Yi Gangyu were all poor in the Digou Town. Yi Gangyu was fine and never owed anything to credit. But this Wanzhong Mountain, if you are poor, you should be poor, and you are still poor every time.

But then again, Wan Chongshan's credit owes are repaid, but he will definitely pay it back. However, this time has to be determined by him, ranging from three to five months to one or two years.

Seeing that Fatty Guo was almost motionless, Wan Chongshan slapped the table in annoyance and said, "Fatty Guo, why are you still standing there like a tree stump?! I have been hitting the iron all night and I am so hungry. Don't blame me for not warning you. If I am so hungry, I will beat you when I see someone, smash it when I see something, half a mile..."

"It's you, you little bastard again." A voice sounded behind Wan Chongshan. When Wan Chongshan heard it, he was so unfamiliar that he couldn't help but tremble. He supported the table with both hands, jumped away a few steps, turned around and pulled out his posture.

The person who came was nothing but Helian Shingo.

"Shopkeeper Guo, give me a basket of vegetarian buns." Helian Zhengo smiled.

"It's you, you, the bad old man who knows magic again." Wan Chongshan took a few steps back and said sternly, "I'm not afraid of you now. If I really want to offend me, my master will naturally take action to deal with you."

Helian Shingo said in surprise: "Is that so? I dare to ask who your master is? If I am afraid, I might invite you to breakfast."

"Hmph!" Wan Chongshan slapped his chest and said, "Stand firmly, old man, my master is Blacksmith Di."

A glimmer flashed in Helian Zhenwu's eyes, staring at Wan Chongshan, and said, "Di Shiyixian accepted you as his disciple?"

Wan Chongshan said proudly: "Because the master, he likes me, you are not convinced!"

Helian Zhenwu pondered for a moment and nodded, "Since you are now Di Shiyixian's disciple, I really deserve to treat you to breakfast. Manager Guo, no matter how much he is, he will keep it in my account."

Fatty Guo quickly sent three baskets of big meat buns and two large bowls of spicy paste soup.

But Wan Chongshan was a little confused about the situation. He stared at Helian Shingo who was slowly leaving, frowned and shouted, "Old man, don't think that if you invite me to have breakfast, I will forget those seven big mouths."

Helian Shingo didn't look back and said, "I'm waiting for you to come back ten times at any time."

Wan Chongshan said, "You wait for me, but don't die of old age."

Helian Shingo chuckled and said, "You are a big salted fish with a very smelly mouth, maybe you are about to turn over."

Seeing that Helian Zhengo had gone far away and could not hear him shouting, Wan Chongshan sat down with unsatisfactory feeling, reached out and grabbed a hot and fragrant big meat bun. He was about to bite it, but suddenly stopped, shook his head, and said angrily: "This old man clearly gave me face to treat me to breakfast. Bah! If I eat it, wouldn't I lose all my face? This big meat bun is poisonous! I can't eat it, I can't eat it!"

Wan Chongshan stood up suddenly, without eating a bun, and without drinking a mouthful of spicy soup, leaving without turning back.

In the bun shop, a man was sitting in the corner eating buns with spicy soup. Fatty Guo walked in, looked at the man, and asked curiously: "Master Di, is Wan Chongshan really your disciple?"

Di Shiyixian actually smiled for the first time and said softly: "It might have been, but it must have been now."
Chapter completed!