Friendly reminder: You are in a small dark room where you are not subscribed. The God-Surveillancer takes it out and touches his hair and hairballs. He always feels like the God-Surveillancer is touching his head.

It's probably because it's really plush control is so unsuccessful?

Tsurumaru Kunao's mouth twitched slightly, and he wanted to know a question: "Cut the candlestick, how many figures and furry things did the god-study expert buy?"

As soon as this question arose, Zhongfushen looked at it all over.

They really want to know how terrible the god-smurdered person who can make the candlestick cut Guangzhong describe it as "terrible plush control" is, which will make him emphasize that he cannot take the god-smurder to the "Furry" store.

The candlestick Chuan Chuan looked like a disillusioned expression of life without any fun, and covered his face and said, "I bought all the hairy things in the store."

The crowd lost: "…"

"How much did you spend?" Yaoyanto Shiro felt sorry for the little judge who had finally saved up, so he could buy a lot of medicinal materials.

The candlestick cut Guang Zhong was silent and took out a furry rabbit-shaped wallet from his waist.

The wallet is round and white, with a small tail that is so short that it is only a tug on its butt. The two long ears are pink. As the movements move, it really makes it look like a little rabbit.

Tsurumara Kuronaga slapped the table and laughed wildly: "Haha, cut the candlestick, I really didn't expect you to use such a girl's wallet haha! Rabbit wallet hahaha..."

Yamato Moriyama couldn't help but get out of sight when he saw his wallet. Kiyoshi probably liked such a cute thing?

The candlestick Chuk Kamechi ignored whether others were laughing wildly or holding back their laughter, and calmly said, "It was bought by the God-scrutinizer." Then he opened his wallet and poured it down, and shook it hard.

Not a single piece of yarn was poured out.

Now, all the sad smiles disappeared.

The two of them spent all the judges after a trip to ten thousand houses?

Yamato Moriyama asked with blurred eyes: "...How many small judgments do we have?"

The candlestick is cut into Guangzhong: "100,000."

The gods are sad: "..." Block it! Forever black! Absolutely, the gods will never let the gods judge go to the furry again!

The candlestick Chu Guangzhong took back the wallet that was too cute and tender to him, and carefully stuffed it into his pocket. He patted it to make sure it would not fall out. Then he looked at Zhongfu's sadness: "Tomorrow's close servant..."

****

The next day, Su Qianliang was awakened by a familiar voice, and the voice was slightly blurred through the barrier door.

"Lord, I got up and had breakfast. I cut the candlestick and prepared sandwiches, milk, poached eggs, and fruit salad."

"Well, good morning." Su Qianliang yawned and slowly got up to change his clothes.

Behind her, the little fox Nosuke was buried in various pillows and dolls, sleeping with his feet facing the sky, all of which were furry.

There was also a doll of the size of Foxunosuke who was pitifully kicked to the corner and lay on the tatami face down.

Even though the candlestick Chuan Chuan pulled her out of the furry palace of happiness, she still had a way to sleep in the furry ocean!

A lot of small judges, willful!

Su Qianliang picked up the doll of Nosuke Fox and patted the dust. The next moment the doll disappeared into her palm.

"Ding--the countdown to the mission, 30 days."

Su Qianliang seemed to have not heard of it, and calmly took out the Ma-Furry Foxnosuke from the pile of furry, stroked two big tails, and the happiness index was full. He followed Tsurumara Kuronaga who had been waiting outside the door for a long time.

There was no candlestick cut in the restaurant. Su Qianliang finished his breakfast slowly and asked, "Where is the candlestick cut?"

Tsurumarao Kyonaga stole a poached egg and was speechless: "Well, weed."

After wiping his mouth, he explained: "This manta has been one year since the previous God-Surveyor left. The fields are deserted and weeds are overgrown. No one cares about the fields for men without eating. Now that the lord is here, he cuts the candlestick and takes the short knife to cultivate the land together, weed, and wants to plant vegetables and fruits as soon as possible."

"Yeah." Su Qianliang nodded to show his understanding, and his impression of the candlestick cutting Guangzhong was added again: virtuous, human/wife.

After dinner, Tsurumara Kunianaki led the way to see the candlestick, Ke Kurata and the small knives rolled their trousers and bent over the fields to weed and cultivated.

Although we know that these sword incarnations have existed for hundreds or thousands of years, their height is more subject to the length of their swords and has nothing to do with their age.

Su Qianliang still felt a little guilty feeling of "hiring child laborers" in his heart, and he turned around and left.

Tsurumara Kuniyao followed.

Su Qianliang touched Foxuusuke's fluffy tail to calm down his inner turmoil, "How many knifes are there in Honmaru now?"

Tsurumaraki counted his fingers: "I know the candlestick and I. I know the lord. There are two knives from the California Kiyomitsu and Yamato Moriyama. The other four are short knives from the Sudaguchi school, including the short knives of the Meiyanguchi school, the Hirano Fujishiro, the Maeda Fujishiro, and the Akita Fujishiro, and the total number of eight."

Foxusuke, who has been immersed in the comfort of several hair strokes by the God-Survey, finally remembered its role as a guide for beginners: "Sir, the number of sword men in Honmaru is not enough."

Su Qianliang: "Not enough?"

"Yes." Fu Nosuke explained, "In order to fight against time marching, the sword men's outing and expeditions are indispensable. The number of people who go out and expeditions is at most 6 people. Honmaru's inner roster requires 6 people. Generally speaking, the sword men in Honmaru must maintain at least 10 people to operate normally."

Su Qianliang blinked. The profession of the God-Surveillancer seemed to be as easy as it was to simply live and wait for death.

"I remember, in this case, you said you needed a forged knife, right?"

"Yes." Fox Nosuke was excited, and the new God-Studyer still listened to what it said.

Tsurumarao Kuniyao finally waited for what he wanted, "Lord comes with me, the knife forging room is here."

The repaired knife forging room is very spacious, with flames burning in the knife stove. The knife maker is so idle that he is dozing off beside him with his arms.

A little embarrassment appeared on Hunnosuke's face, and he hurriedly jumped out of Su Qianliang's arms, and threw his tail on the face of the knife maker: "Wake up, wake up, the God-Sermon Lord is here."

"Oh, oh." The knife maker woke up in a daze, wiped his saliva clean, and introduced responsibly: "Mr. The materials that pile up mountains are charcoal, jade steel, cooling materials, and tambourine. The corresponding swords are forged according to different quantities and proportions. Generally speaking, the more the quantity, the more rare the forged swords will be."

Of course, special circumstances are not ruled out. No matter how dark-faced Africans use 999 forging knife, they still have short knifes.

Therefore, the knife maker adopts the safest and most conservative statement.

"Master, I recommend a 550 combination!" Tsurumaru Kunao narrowed his eyes and smiled, "I just came out of four 550."

"Listen to him, four 550." Su Qianliang had no objection.

Tsurumarao Kuronaga was a little happy with his chest.

The knife maker threw four parts of 550 into the material, and a string of numbers appeared on the knife stove for four hours.

The knife maker was stunned. He was there when the previous God-Study Master was there. He had seen how bad the previous one was. The four 999s kept throwing all their resources in for four hours. The new God-Study Master had arrived?

Is this the legendary European?

Tsurumara Kuniyen stared at Su Qianliang's face for a long time, touched his own face, and sighed: "The lord's face is so white."

white?

Su Qianliang didn't understand this meme, nor did he care, "What does this mean?"

The knife maker replied: "The time displayed on the knife stove is the time it takes to forge this knife. Now this one is four hours, and the forged one should be too much knife. If the God-Surveillance Master is unwilling to wait for these four hours, there is an acceleration talisman next to it, and then input spiritual power and throw it in."

Su Qianliang took the acceleration talisman, input spiritual power, and threw it into the knife stove. The knife maker immediately presented the forged knife.

This is a big knife with many crescent-like blade patterns. The blade is two feet, six inches, four minutes long and nine minutes curvature. In the firelight of the knife furnace, you can also see the crescent-shaped pattern on the side of the blade.

Su Qianliang rarely saw such a beautiful knife. He carefully avoided the blade with his fingertips and touched it from the hilt to the tip of the knife with pity.

Tsurumarao Kuronaga looked at the actions of the god-studying master and couldn't help but tremble.

If the God-Surveillancer touched him like this... No, no, stop! You can't think so!

Hunnosuke thought that the God-Survey had forgotten what to do next, and he reminded him dutifully: "Sir, after the sword is forged, you must also input spiritual power into it to allow the sword-Survey men to come to the world."

Su Qianliang nodded, and a thick strand of spiritual power slowly entered the sword body along his fingertips.

A dazzling light flashed, and the man's melodious and gentle voice sounded: "My name is the San Sun Moon Sect, and there are many blade patterns removed during forging, so it is called San Sun Moon. Please give me some advice."

The next day, Su Qianliang got up early to make the work, changed the "closed" sign at the door to "open" at 8 o'clock, turned back to the open kitchen and waited for the guests to make it.

Many Japanese restaurants such as ramen shops, and sushi shops use open kitchens. Customers can see with their own eyes how the food they eat is made. There are not many dessert shops that use open kitchens.

Su Qianliang made this decision, one was to see that the store was small and the open kitchen would make the space look more spacious, and the other was to hope that customers would eat more with a clean and hygienic kitchen and production process.

The dessert shop has a small amount of passenger flow in the morning, mainly focusing on afternoon tea time and the time after school for students. She does not make sandwiches or sells breakfast, so she has plenty of time.

You can slowly do it until noon and you can still think of new products you want to launch when you have time.

****

9001 this pill.

The sun had just risen, and Rando Shiro got up early and washed up and put on his clothes, and ran to Tianshou Pavilion.

He is today's close attendant, so he must call his lord to get up early.

The barrier door opened, revealing the empty room inside that was deserted.

The bed that the song fairy kid-dian lay was clean last night. The furry dolls were piled up neatly, with no signs of sleeping, and there was no faint fragrance on the lord's body in the room.

"The lord hasn't come back."

Rando Shiro lowered his eyes, walked in disappointment, threw himself on the bed, and sniffed deeply with a pillow.

The lord left for half a month, and the smell of the bed was washed away by the fairy and decrepit.

He was unwilling to erase the breath of his lord who stayed in Honmaru, but the lord Kenting was right. The lord is a girl, and if he came back, he would definitely want to sleep in a clean bed.

After the lord left, Funnosuke also left.

It is the guidance of the novice examiner. If the examiner leaves, he naturally has no meaning left by it.

The room without any movement or anger was even more lonely.

"chaos?"

Rando Shiro rubbed his eyes hard and turned around: "Three Suns and Moons."
Chapter completed!