Magic Chef of Ice and Fire

Chapter 17: The Sigh of the Ice Goddess (Part 1)

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"Here... here...? Master, are you right?" Nian Bing rubbed his eyes to confirm that he did not misunderstand what Chaji meant.

No wonder Nian Bing was so surprised. What appeared before his eyes were two doors. To be precise, they were two dilapidated wooden doors. There was only one handle left on the door. The paint on the lintel had already peeled off. There is a sign placed slantedly, and it can be vaguely seen that there are five characters written crookedly on it-parallel ironware shop.

As for the name, I am afraid that no one will come to patronize it, let alone that this shop is still in a corner, and I am afraid that few people will pass by in a day. The dilapidated appearance makes Nian Bing raise the idea of turning around and leaving .

Chaji looked at the signboard in front of him, with a knowing smile on his face, "Old man, I'm here to see you again. I haven't seen you for a year. I don't know if you're dead or not."

Nian Bing said in surprise: "Master, do you know the owner here?"

Cha Ji said: "Of course I know each other, otherwise, how could I bring you here. Nian Bing, you have to remember, no matter what you do, don't be fooled by the other person's appearance. Although the facade is not good here, except for me , and who knows that there is actually a foundry master hidden in this so-called parallel iron shop, the number one foundry master in the world?"

"The number one casting master in the world? Master, are you kidding me? If you were really the number one casting master in the world, would you live in this kind of place?"

Chaji smiled slightly, "Why not? A ghost chef can live in a peach blossom forest where birds don't lay eggs, but why can't Shenzhu live in a dilapidated courtyard. Come on, let's go in first." While talking, he pulled Seeing Nian Bing walk to the door without knocking, he just kicked at the dilapidated wooden door. There was a muffled bang, and although the wooden door looked dilapidated, it was not damaged by Chaji's kick, and it slowly opened inward, revealing a small dark courtyard.

"Little Brodao, are you dead?" Zha Ji shouted loudly.

An old voice came from the depths of the courtyard, "I said who is so rude, so you, an old ghost, are here again." A shambling figure walked out of the courtyard, holding a dim oil lamp in his hand, no need to look at the appearance , He also gives people a feeling of dying. Nian Bing thought to himself, is this the so-called number one casting master in the world? Master is right.

Cha Ji dragged Nian Bing into the yard, and by the dim light of the oil lamp, Nian Bing could vaguely see that it was an old man, wearing a black robe, his figure was already a bit stooped, his hair was snow-white, and his face was wrinkled , looking at least ten years older than Cha Ji.

"Old ghost, why did you bring someone over here? Who is this little fat man?" The old man in black looked at Nian Bing and said with some dissatisfaction.

"Little Brodao, this is my new apprentice. In my opinion, you should also find a child to pass on your mantle. Do you really want to take everything underground?"

The old man in black snorted, and said: "You know what, everything depends on fate, you think the apprentice will accept it when he says it will! Look at you as an apprentice, you look like a foodie, just right for you."

After hearing this, Nian Bing was dissatisfied, but after all, it was a conversation between elders, and he couldn't interrupt. He looked around and found that the small yard was almost empty, and even an imaginary There are no weapon racks, only what looks like a large stove in the corner.

Chaji laughed, and said: "You old guy, I haven't seen you for a few years, and you still have that weird look, that's enough, don't be wordy, you know, I must have something to come here to find you."

The old man in black said: "Then come in." Saying this, he led Zha Ji to the back room. As soon as he entered the room, Nian Bing suddenly felt a chill all over his body, and the stone of the goddess of ice and snow was inexplicably agitated, his mind seemed a little dizzy, and the two kinds of magic power in his body fluctuated unsteadily. Surprised, he thought to himself, this must be because he did not use the equivalent amount of ice magic to balance the magic power in his body after using the flame, but at this time, it is not suitable to use ice magic, let alone magic The powers were a little confused because they were pouring into each other, and he didn't know how much ice magic he should use to keep the two kinds of magic power in balance. Relying on his own thoughts, he forcibly controlled the two magical powers, trying to separate them as much as possible. At this moment, the Tianhua card that Yu Ruyan gave him emitted a warm airflow into Nian Bing's body, which made him feel a lot more comfortable, and the feeling caused by the two extremes of cold and heat suddenly reduced a lot.

The old man in black lit the light on the table with an oil lamp, and the room suddenly lit up. This is the outer room, and there is a tall counter in the center of the room, and there seems to be a door behind the counter. The old man in black walked behind the counter, rubbed his fingers at Cha Ji, and said, "Take the money. Take whatever you want."

Cha Ji said angrily: "Little Po Dao, I haven't seen you for so many years, but I still love money so much."

The old man in black snorted and said, "A friend is a friend, and a business is a business. Since you can no longer make delicacies, you can only exchange money. Before business, everyone is equal."

Chaji walked up to the counter, stuck close to the old man in black, and said, "Don't put on an act with me, get me a good knife for my precious apprentice, and when he is ready to be a master, you will be able to eat delicacies again." Eight delicacies?"

The eyes of the old man in black lit up, but soon dimmed again, "It's nice to say, when your precious apprentice finishes his studies, I'm afraid my old life will already ascend to heaven."

Chaji laughed and said, "That's not necessarily true! When I saw you a few years ago, you were so virtuous, and you are still like this now. I think it's okay for you to live another ten or twenty years."

The old man in black sighed, and said: "My body knows it. I have committed too many mistakes in my life. If your apprentice can become a teacher within ten years, maybe I can still eat."

Chaji laughed and said, "I'll just die, I don't even know if I can live for ten years. Stop talking nonsense, get me a knife for this apprentice, and you can decide how much it will cost."

The old man in black glanced at Nian Bing and said, "No."

Chaji frowned slightly, and said, "Little Brodao, you won't give me this little face, will you?"

The old man in black snorted, and said: "It's not that I don't give you face, do you understand? Whether it's a kitchen knife or a killing knife, it must be suitable for the user. You fat apprentice hasn't grown up yet, whether it's the body or the knife. His hands are likely to change a lot in the future, it doesn't make any sense to build a knife for him now, and it won't be applicable when he grows up."

When Nian Bing heard that the old man in black refused to build it for himself, he immediately became anxious, "Then you can build one for me according to the appearance of an adult, I will definitely use it."

The old man in black glanced at him, "It is true that like a teacher, there must be an apprentice. Do you think the knives I made are the same as those mediocre ones? If the knives don't fit people, what's the use of them. My own knives are like underwear , Only when it fits perfectly, can the maximum effect be exerted. If you buy a pair of unsuitable underwear, you may feel comfortable wearing it for a few days. It is not because of how good the underwear is, but because you have adapted to it. Get used to it There is a world of difference between a perfect fit and a direct fit. Wait until you are eighteen and your body is set, and I hope I'm not dead by then."

There was a light of thought in Chaji's eyes, "It seems that I was careless. Old man, let's talk about it later. How about letting me visit your arsenal? Are there any good works recently?"