Boss Huang quickly demonstrated the remaining seven movements of the eating technique.
If it were someone else who could remember half of it, he would be considered very powerful.
But what he taught Tang Ling, who had precise instincts, was just one time. Tang Ling had already memorized the remaining seven movements in his mind.
After the real practice, Tang Ling's completion rate reached over 80%.
"Yeah, awesome." Ding Ling had her hands in her sleeves and a cup of steaming milk in front of her. She was enjoying her leisure time after the meal.
But seeing Tang Ling's performance, he couldn't help but praise him.
"Well, it's not all bad." Dingdong had already begun to clean the room quickly, and he also raised his head to praise.
But Tang Ling was not satisfied, he had already tasted the benefits!
It turns out that a complete set of eating techniques can increase the digestion rate by a full 20% on the original basis. This is because his actions were not done properly.
"I want to watch it again." Tang Ling gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain, and looked up at Boss Huang longingly.
This man became more and more fascinated in his eyes.
Why does he know the complete feeding technique? Does he have any friendship with me? It was obvious that he had been tricked into coming to the Ai Chi Tower, but he actually taught himself techniques and even taught him techniques!
why is that? Isn't it normal to make things difficult for yourself
But at this time, Tang Ling no longer cared about thinking so much. He was extremely eager for any possibility of becoming stronger.
Since Boss Huang is willing to teach, why don’t you learn? At least Tang Ling didn't feel any ill will from Boss Huang.
And he had tried his best to predict everything, but he didn't feel any negative emotions.
This time, Boss Huang smiled when faced with Tang Ling's request.
He squinted his eyes, took a sip of tea, and then said, "Where's the money?"
"I owe you first." Tang Ling didn't hesitate, almost roaring.
"Owed?" Boss Huang touched his chin, seeming to be thinking.
But Tang Ling couldn't hold on any longer. The energy was about to dissipate and the pain began to slowly subside. He had to start practicing.
So, letting Boss Huang think, Tang Ling entered a state of cultivation.
He didn't expect that the energy of the food would be so strong this time. After a practice, the vortex in his Dantian was just short of solidifying.
Wouldn't that be true if you eat them all
After Tang Ling opened his eyes, he looked at the food in front of him, and a flash of heat flashed in his eyes.
However, he could no longer eat.
In fact, I couldn't eat all day today. There is a limit to a person's energy absorption. Even if Tang Ling is a big eater, even if he has many methods, even if he still has a small species, it is still the same, there is a limit.
Tang Ling sadly found that he couldn't eat such good food.
At the same time, he also discovered what a big trap Boss Huang's words should not be wasted.
Tang Ling felt like his face was getting hot and he didn't want to face Boss Huang.
But the moment he opened his eyes, Boss Huang's face, which looked so cunning and cunning, was so close to him that it was almost stuck in front of his eyes.
"What are you doing!" Tang Ling stood up in shock.
He was really not used to a middle-aged man holding his chin in his hands, almost half-lying on the table, observing him so closely.
"Tsk tsk tsk" Boss Huang shook his head and stood up. The old god sat on the shell chair next to Tang Ling: "Your "Thousand Satin Kung Fu" is quite authentic, and there is no practice deviation."
As he spoke, Boss Huang looked clearly regretful, as if it was a pity that Tang Ling didn't practice Cha.
Look, it’s so abominable!
Tang Ling reluctantly resisted the urge to challenge Boss Huang to a duel, because the result of the duel would most likely be that he was beaten unilaterally.
A rough estimate was that it was ten times more serious than what Uncle Su Xiao had done to him.
After calming down for a while, Tang Ling asked, "Do you know the Thousand Satin Art?"
"Is it weird? In this world, there are people who know more than me, Huang Dao, well, it shouldn't be more than five fingers. No, it depends on which aspect. In some aspects, I, Huang Dao, am the most powerful in this world. I know The most people." Boss Huang took a sip of tea and said calmly.
Tang Ling glanced at Boss Huang and was extremely speechless. If one were to talk about the most powerful braggart in the world, Boss Huang would be on the list.
How can he alone match the information gathering capabilities of those big forces? Tang Ling didn't believe it.
But even if he didn't believe it, Tang Ling still believed in Boss Huang's power. This power was mysterious and at least surpassed any strong person he had ever seen, including those tiger generals.
Inexplicably, Tang Ling thought so.
Based on this understanding, Tang Ling didn't bother to expose Boss Huang's bragging. Instead, he looked at Boss Huang and smiled like a dog: "Boss, what do you think about the eating technique?"
"It's not impossible to owe. But you have to know that you already owe me twenty-seven Black Sea coins." Boss Huang made an embarrassed look, then shook his head and sighed: "You also know that I don't Not generous."
Tang Ling was speechless. When it came to telling lies with his eyes open, who could be better than Boss Huang
Is he not well-off? Not rich enough to own such a big house in Dark Harbor? How luxurious can you be like this if you don’t have enough money for a breakfast
But it's useless to argue with people like Boss Huang. Tang Ling is also a little fox. Who wouldn't tell lies with his eyes open
He put on a very sad look and said: "I also understand the boss's difficulties. I will work harder, work hard for the boss, go through life and death for the boss, and work hard for the boss."
"Wait, wait!" Boss Huang interrupted Tang Ling's disgusting confession, and then stood up: "I like to be honest. Since you want to be in debt, you have to understand the rules here. To be precise , are the rules I set for you before."
"What is that?" Tang Ling was a little confused.
But he had a feeling that he would get deeper into the pirate ship. Didn't he promise that he would have a battle of wits and courage with Boss Huang? Why are you being led away by the nose now
But Boss Huang is simply a treasure man. Tang Ling will hate himself to death if he doesn't dig out more useful things and information by guarding him.
Doesn’t Boss Huang claim to know everything? Maybe Zero's information also fell on him.
Thinking of this, Tang Ling's heart calmed down.
"Follow me." Boss Huang was very direct when faced with Tang Ling's question.
Tang Ling followed Boss Huang without saying a word.
**
downstairs.
Blacksmith's room.
The space is not small. One corner is densely packed with various ores, and the wall in one corner is filled with various tools.
The most eye-catching thing is that in the center, there is an octopus-like machine, covered with a transparent cover, which reminds people of the mysterious technology of underground civilization at a glance.
The eight tentacles of this octopus are pipes, clearly connected to the eight huge stoves in this blacksmith's room.
Even if there was no iron work at this time and no one was looking after it, the fires in the eight stoves were still burning fiercely, making the temperature in the house seem a bit hot.
And in the center of the octopus, where it is covered by the transparent cover, there is a half-human-sized universal energy stone.
Tang Ling once again saw Boss Huang's luxury.
"Look, this is my workshop." Boss Huang folded his hands and wandered in the blacksmith room, then pointed at the eight stoves and said: "I am old now and my health is not good. The eight stoves look a bit hard. ”
Are you old? Are you not in good health? Well, everything you say is right.
Tang Ling complained crazily in his heart, but his face looked sad and sympathetic, and he said obligingly: "Boss, what do you need me to do for you?"
"It's nothing. I have never been harsh. Although you owe me money and have come to work for me for a hundred years, I have always been kind to you. But, you see, now you are in debt again." Boss Huang also pretended to sympathize with Tang Ling.
a hundred years! Tang Ling resisted the feeling of itching in his teeth.
Boss Huang immediately changed his expression and said shrewdly: "Originally, this is how I arranged it. You help me blacksmith eight hours a day, and then as a bonus, I will give you one hour of free time every day. and an hour to read in my private library on the third floor.”
"Of course, one hour of free time refers to the time when you can go out. The rest of the time when you don't need to do iron work, you can do whatever you want in the house, such as helping Ding Ling cook and helping Ding Dong clean."
Is this not harsh? Tang Ling's forehead was throbbing with veins and he quickly interrupted Boss Huang: "No wages?"
"You owe me money." Boss Huang blinked twice.
"But you have to work for a hundred years! You don't even get basic wages?" Tang Ling also hoped to get some money from Boss Huang to use it where he needed it.
"Are you not eating well?" Boss Huang looked at Tang Ling innocently.
"It's a good meal." Tang Ling almost said this through his teeth. He couldn't deny that the food provided by Boss Huang was better than the meat of ferocious beasts.
"Are you living well? You know that even in the most chaotic gangster area of Dark Port, if you sleep on the street, you still need two Black Wind Coins every day." Boss Huang looked even more innocent.
"The accommodation is pretty good." Tang Ling had to admit this.
"That's right. I originally thought that you signed a hundred-year contract without hesitation just because you wanted to live and eat here. You see, I don't care about the meat of ferocious beasts or anything like that. You morning The fish and meat we eat are from level five ferocious beasts in the ocean, the eggs are from level four ferocious birds, the seaweed juice is squeezed from the essence of level three ferocious plants, and the demonic fish is from level seven ferocious beasts. Even if it’s just steamed buns soaked in its body fluids.”
"Isn't that what you originally planned?" Boss Huang suddenly smiled, and this time his smile was really that of an old fox, not like an old fox.
Tang Ling's heart suddenly sank.
It turns out that all his plans have been known to Boss Huang for a long time, and it looks like he doesn't care at all.
So what is his purpose
Thinking of this, Tang Ling frowned, and there was no need to hide it at this time: "What exactly do you want?"
(End of chapter)