Douluo's life to the end

Chapter 128 Many employees are headed by me (reward plus 1)

Sometimes, time is really like flowing water, it will never return, and in the blink of an eye, three years will go by in a blink of an eye.

In Holy Soul Village, in the high-end and high-end rabbit slaughterhouse, the smell of blood permeates from time to time, and the disemboweled rabbits in the transfer box all meet each other to outline a beautiful picture.

Three years have passed, Tang San at this time has been practicing all the year round, he has been practicing diligently, and he can eat every meal, and he can still eat a lot of rabbit meat every week, so there is a big difference between him now and the original time and space .

In the original time and space, Tang San was yellow and thin, short in stature, and although the current Tang San was not handsome and elegant, he could be regarded as above average, plus the four-pack abs he had exercised by occasionally helping Tang Dahammer to forge iron, In the end, the 1.3-meter-five or so, just hit, the red hearts of those unique nobles.

For example, the noble and rich woman who likes Xiaozhengtai, when she saw him, she probably couldn't close her mouth with a smile.

And those male aristocrats who like strong men to lock men, men add men, and are in a dilemma, they should be bloody.

Right now Tang San was wearing a light blue vest, with his hands behind his back, and with his short legs, walked behind the butcher.

And he nodded from time to time, and occasionally shook his head, but at this time he would seriously explain the skills of slaughtering rabbits to these butchers.

Then these butchers would suddenly realize as if enlightened, and thank Tang San.

Tang San showed a smile, and walked all the way back to a small lounge, which was his exclusive studio.

Due to his outstanding skills and excellent skills, Tang San has been promoted in a year and a half, and his current position is the head of the fifteen butchers, referred to as Brother Tuba!

There is no way, there are too many rabbits to kill, and the rabbit slaughterhouse in Saint Soul Village has recruited five more butchers.

In Tang San's small lounge, he was slumped on the recliner, looking like Ge You lying down, his eyes slightly closed, and his mind was full of thoughts.

Thinking about it, Tang San unconsciously made a motion of rolling paper with his right hand, as if he was rolling something.

After a while, his right hand fingers seemed to hold something, and he began to pass it to his mouth, but he closed his eyes and Tang San waited for a while, the refreshing pleasure before did not come.

Tang San frowned slightly, opened his eyes, and when he saw nothing above his right hand, he couldn't help sighing: "Hey, I forgot that this is not Shuchuan, it's already in another world."

When the predecessor Tang San was in Sichuan, besides eating rabbits, he would also smoke that kind of gun tobacco, and occasionally use the leaves to make some tobacco, and roll it up for a change of taste.

It's just that this so-called smoke is different from the smoke in the Blue Star World. Tang San's smoke is made of medicinal herbs that can refresh the mind, and the smoke of the Blue Star understands everything, and I don't want to know what I don't understand. explain.

The smoke made by Tang San is actually equivalent to a kind of incense that can help him cultivate, but Tang San did not find similar medicinal materials on the Douluo Continent.

Time flies, and soon the night fell, Tang San rubbed his eyes amidst a rush of bells, and muttered to himself: "He fell asleep, and they all got off work."

Sanguao, who was clocking out of get off work after touching the fish, smelled a tangy smell of meat as soon as he entered the house. He knew it was the smell of rabbit meat.

Although the appearance of the house remained unchanged, Tang San changed the minimum pots and pans, tables and so on.

As for the two broken bowls handed down by Tang family ancestors, Tang San didn't throw them away, but gave them to the big yellow dog at the entrance of the village.

Stepping on the small stool next to the stove, Tang San opened the big iron pot that had been replaced, and suddenly a burst of fragrance filled the air, Tang San couldn't help swallowing.

There are four dishes made from various parts of the rabbit in the iron pot. The first is a spicy and spicy rabbit head, the second is the yellow and white steamed rabbit steak, and the last two are stir-fried rabbit heart and braised pork belly. rabbit leg.

These four dishes were naturally prepared in advance by Tang San when he came back from get off work at noon. He got some charcoal fire and put more water in the pot, and the dishes would be hot when he came back.

"Father, dinner is ready." Tang San shouted.

On the dining table, the tall Tang Hao had already eaten a whole rabbit leg and a spicy rabbit head, and he seldom smiled happily: "Little San, when did you learn how to cook rabbits? It's really not bad." .”

Tang San smiled: "Father, as long as you like to eat."

Tang Dachui also felt very comforted. It would be good for the child not to cut the blue silver grass now. As for the rabbit, he can kill it as he wants. Not only can he make money, but he can also supplement his family, which is very good.

Rabbit, what a good thing.

After three rounds of drinking and five flavors of food, Tang San looked at Tang Dahammer who hadn't even drunk today, and asked subconsciously: "Father, why didn't you drink today? Little San still has some gold soul coins here."

Hearing what Tang San asked, Tang Dachui laughed and said, "From today on, Dad won't continue to drink."

Tang San didn't know that Tang Hao's drinking was effective, his injuries were serious, and when his spirit power couldn't suppress the injuries, he would use alcohol to numb himself, which could reduce the pain.

After several years of recuperation, although the injury has not healed, he is now able to suppress the injury with his soul power, so Tang Dahammer's alcoholism will be greatly reduced.

"Little San, Tang Hao, you are all here." Just when Tang Dachui and Tang San were enjoying themselves happily, they heard an old voice from outside.

Tang San was very familiar with this voice, this was the head of Holy Soul Village, the person in charge of the Rabbit Slaughterhouse, his immediate boss, Old Jack.

Tang Hao said indifferently: "The village head is here, what's your business?"

It's just that Old Jack didn't even look at him, and said, "Tang Hao, Xiao San is already six years old, and he should also participate in this year's Wuhun Awakening Ceremony."

Tang Hao glanced at Tang San, a strong expectation flashed in his heart, and said: "Then let's participate, what day is it?"

Old Jack said: "Tomorrow, Xiaosan, you don't have to go to work tomorrow, I will pick you up."

Tang San was taken aback, this awakening ceremony is more important than his job?

He asked curiously, "Grandpa Jack, what is the awakening ceremony?"

Ever since, Old Jack began to retell the most basic situation of Douluo Continent, that is, the so-called most noble professional soul master on the mainland.

After listening to this, Tang San nodded half-understood. The Xuantian Kungfu he obtained through certain methods has already entered a bottleneck, or this profession called soul master is his Xuantian Kungfu breaking through to the next level. key.

After notifying Tang San, Old Jack returned to his residence the same way, because Tang San was the last one, and he had already notified everyone else.

　On the first day of the new year, posting five chapters, asking for a wave of monthly tickets is not too much.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)