MTL - Urban Carefree Immortal Emperor-Chapter 32 Cauldron rice

Not only was the fourth concubine Wang Nannan surprised, but Yan Huang ’s second uncle Yan Mingzong was also a little surprised watching Yan Huang. He was too calm tonight.

He glanced at Yan Huang again, then he looked unconsciously at the uncle Yan Mingguang who was sitting next to him, wearing a blue robe, with long hair, and dressed in a fairy-like way.

Yes, since Uncle Yan Mingguang came into contact with Xiuxian under the leadership of his son Yan Pengfei, he has become more immortal in the past few years.

Yan Mingguang is also a strange person. Mingming is already a middle-aged man in his 40s and 50s. His son taught him the practice of immortal cultivation. In less than two or three years, he has faintly caught up with his son. , Successfully broke through the two tips for gas refining period!

And his son Yan Pengfei just opened three tricks!

If light is the speed of cultivation, Yan Mingguang is an unborn genius! After all, his son is only 25 or 26 years old this year, and Yan Mingguang is a middle-aged man who is less than half a year old!

Yan Mingzong said respectfully to Yan Mingguang: "Brother, there are still half a month, have you successfully refined the 5 handles? The official side is a bit tight."

Erbo Yanmingzong shaved an inch of hair, was thin and had dark skin, like a skinny monkey, and his eyes looked very smart.

Yes, although Da Bo Yan Guangming is in charge of the core technology of the refining shop, he is only responsible for the production. The source of the order, the order, and the packaging sales are all under the management of Er Bo.

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The largest order of Yanji Blacksmith's Shop was also negotiated with the official family. Of course, the remittance from the official family was also directly handed over to Erbo Yanmingzong.

That is to say, Erbo Yan Zongming looks dark and does not have a high status at home, but together with his grandfather Yan Haoren, he is in charge of the economic power of Yanji Blacksmith.

Yan Huang's father, Yan Mingyao's position at home is very awkward. Uncle Yan Mingguang holds the core technology of the blacksmith shop, second uncle Yan Mingzong holds economic power, and the remaining Yan Mingyao and the fourth uncle Yan Mingzu will do nothing, it can only be the hard labor in the shop .

But the fourth uncle Yan Mingzu hurts! Grandma's most painful is her own little son. Under all kinds of spoils, Yan Zuming naturally developed a delicious lazy, loose work, three days fishing and two days drying nets.

So although Yan Mingyao sounds good on the surface, the family is a Xiuxian family. Yanji Blacksmith Shop is flourishing under the leadership of Uncle Yan Mingguang. Ronghua is rich and rich, and superior.

Shilibaxiang, the neighbourhoods of the neighborhood, and the neighbors all jealously smashed their backs with red **** and red ears. They felt that Yan Mingyao followed the chickens to the sky, but in fact the Yanhuang family was very bitter!

All the hard work in Yanji Blacksmith's Shop was done by Yan Huang ’s father Yan Mingyao and grandfather Yan Haoren. The family has more than one million and millions of monthly accounts. Thousands of dollars in salary!

Working at the lowest level, the hardest and the most exhausted in the family, but only holding a little more money than the average wage earner in the market, it is not good to say, this point of his salary removes the rent, daily expenses, and even the yellow ones. Can't afford the tuition!

Facing Erbo's inquiries, Yan Mingguang frowned slightly. Yan Mingzong turned around and looked at the auntie Lu Yuxi without hesitation.

Lu Yuxi is a ladylike lady, dressed in classic grace. She cleared her throat and said, "I feel like I have broken recently, so I have a lot of practice time, but you can rest assured that I will try my best to leave the rest before the delivery at the end of the month. Refining of a five-handed low-order instrument. "

As soon as Uncle Lu Yuxi finished speaking, Yan Mingguang, a pair of immortal wind bones, nodded with satisfaction: "Well, that's what I mean."

Yes, in these years, Yan Mingguang ca n’t eat the world ’s fireworks to the point where he does n’t want to speak. Every time he talks, he asks his wife to speak for himself, and then he licks a long beard next to him. Shake the wooden fan, and said lightly, "Well, that's what I mean."

Yan Huang couldn't help but slap his mouth. The repair of this product is ten thousand miles away from himself, but the effort to install a wall is better than one hundred thousand miles! !!

However, in the face of his own brother and his own hands and feet, he also pretended to behave this way, which shows that Uncle is really a person with no affection.

Erbo frowned, and the efficiency of his eldest brother's refining machine decreased again.

As for Lu Yuxi's recent feeling that a breakthrough is necessary, Yan Mingzong ignored it directly, because he said that he wanted to break through, break through, break through, and as a result, he said "will break through" a few months later.

"Trouble brother, speeding up his hands and feet a bit during this time, the government has been urging to do it, it doesn't matter if you do more, and will continue to place orders later." .

The core technology of the refining device is in the hands of Yan Mingguang. He doesn't know how to produce, nor can he produce it.

Looking at his husband's face, Lu Yuxi nodded his head and cleared his throat, as if reading the emperor's decree: "Well, in the past two days, I will give up a little time for cultivation and make more.

"Well, that's almost what it means." Yan Mingguang said slowly with a long beard on his chin.

Yan Haoren, sitting in the master's position, glanced at his two sons: "Mingguang, you have to work harder these days, and the government has been urging them all these days.

"Right, brother." Yan Huang's father, Yan Mingyao, saw everyone mentioned the magic weapon, and quickly said, "I have something to tell you."

"Huh?" Yan Mingguang looked at his wife and answered.

"Just ..." Yan Mingyao felt a little embarrassed as soon as everyone looked at himself. After all, the blacksmith's shop is already so busy that he has to trouble his own brother.

It was just that Zeng Shuwei was so tight that he made no fewer than ten phone calls today. He bit his head and said awkwardly, "Even an old classmate on my side wants a magic weapon ..."

"What?" Yan Mingguang's face hadn't pulled down as soon as he heard that he wanted to make a magic weapon again. Uncle Lu Yuxi first complained: "Mingyao, your eldest brother now wants to complete the order in the store every day, but sleeps and forgets, and even the training time is crowded out. Why would you go outside and take an order to trouble him!"

When I heard Yan Mingyao went out to take orders privately, Erbo Yanmingzong also jumped up, and the order was always under his management: "Three brothers, there are many scammers out there. Did you know well when you took the order? After passing on other people's experience, what will he do with this weapon? What if he uses this weapon to hurt people and do things that violate the law and discipline? "

"No ..." Yan Mingyao opened her mouth wide, wondering what to explain. I just said one thing, how did the two react so fiercely and directly opposed?

"No, big brother and big brother, listen to me, I ..." Yan Mingyao said clumsily.

"Third brother, don't talk any more." Yan Mingguang couldn't wait for his wife to speak for himself, and said directly and earnestly: "Your brother and I are busy every day. I have to count the time to sleep. How can I help? How about you make a magic weapon again? Wait for a while! "

For Yan Mingguang, cultivation is the most important. The store business at home is just a sideline business. How can it ruin its main business because of sideline business. And what if he opened his head and later went out to take orders with himself and his fourth brother?

"Yes, the third brother." Erbo Yanmingzong also flashed his eyes, solemnly said to Yan Mingyao: "I've been so busy at home recently, you are concentrating on building more iron embryos. Don't think about others!"

Yan Mingyao wanted to say something more, but his elder brother and his second brother had already bowed their heads and devoted themselves to eating vegetables, and ignored him.

Shui Xiaolian didn't speak at all. She glanced at her uncles, second uncles, and uncles, and sighed softly, "Sure enough, Yan Huang was hit."

"But I have promised ..." Yan Mingyao blushed and wanted to say something, but was gently held by both hands, Shui Xiaolian. Shui Xiaolian shook her head at him and motioned him to stop talking.

The scene calmed down for a while. The old man Yan Haoren, who was picking vegetables, glanced at Yan Mingzu who was sitting next to him and said unhappyly, "Mingzu, what's the matter with you, why didn't you come to the smithy today? "

Yan Huang's uncle, Yan Mingzu, looks very special. The Yan family had red and rough skin, thick bone joints, and thick cocoons because of iron perennials.

However, this ancestor Yan Ming completely broke this tradition. He is almost forty years old, but he still has fine skin and tender meat, and his head is white. He and Yan Mingyao stood together. No one thought they were brothers, but doubted that Yan Mingzu would be Yan Mingyao's son.

"Dad!" Before Yan Mingzu finished, the fat Wang Nannan said loudly: "Yesterday Mingzu hit the iron too hard and accidentally twisted his waist, so today I accompanied him to the hospital for a day."

"It's twisted to the waist again!" Yan Haoren immediately glared when he heard it: "You've twisted three times this month!"

"Hehe ..." Wang Nannan smiled loudly and cursed at her husband: "I have been told to take care of ironing when you don't hear it, you haven't listened to it!"

"Well," Xiao Xinlan glared at his wife, "how can you say so much for a meal?"

"Come, Mingzu eats a chicken leg." Xiao Xinlan, who was 60, 70 years old, picked up a chicken leg for his younger son.

"It's you who used to be like this!" Yan Haoren blew his eyes and stared. "Mingyao kept hitting iron with me every day, and he got greedy in the morning, why didn't he see him twist?"

"This can't be compared!" Wang Nannan hurriedly rounded out, "Ming Yao is an old player who has been playing for more than ten years, isn't Mingzu he studying ?!" said Wang Nannan and stunned Mingzu next to him.

Yan Mingzu also responded and smiled at himself Yan Haoren and Xiao Xinlan: "Yes, parents, I'm trying to learn these days!"

Yan Huang's second aunt Chen Ting, a woman as clever and lean as the second uncle took a bite, took a look at the uncle with fine skin and tender meat, and said to Yan Haoren and Xiao Xinlan, "Dad, the uncle has not come these days , There are not enough iron embryos in our iron shop. "

"Not enough?" Yan Haoren frowned, turning his head to look at Yan Mingzu who was lazily lying on the chair without a formal look, and stopped talking about what he wanted to say.

He sighed and turned his head to Yan Huang's father and said, "Ming Yao, Ming Zu can't count on it. Let's work overtime tonight and hit some iron embryos."

"Pap ..." When Yan Yaoming heard it, he felt that all his strength was exhausted, and the chopsticks in his hand were unstable and fell directly to the floor.

Yan Mingzu and Wang Nannan, who had been lazily lying on the table on both sides, were full of joy and joy.