While the two were talking, the food was already on the table. Zi Qiong smiled and picked up the chopsticks, "Okay, don't just chat, let's eat."
While eating, the two young men continued to chat.
Although there are big differences between weapon refining and alchemy refining, they are essentially the same. The two of them have many topics to discuss.
Zi Tong not only understands elixirs, but she is also very knowledgeable and knowledgeable when it comes to weapons. She especially has a natural love for knives.
After the meal, Meng Fusheng just felt that the conversation was not entirely enjoyable.
"You two, when will you leave Tianji City?"
"Zi Tong will participate in the martial arts competition tomorrow, so I'm afraid I will have to stay for a few more days." Zi Qiong looked at him gently, "What about you, do you want to go back to Cheng Yao City?"
"Miss Zi, are you still going to participate in the martial arts competition?" Meng Fusheng's eyes showed surprise.
"Just joining in the fun." Zi Tong said.
She spoke very plainly, yet calmly. How could Meng Fusheng believe that she was really just joining in the fun?
Hearing that she would stay for a few more days, Meng Fusheng immediately sent an invitation to her, "Qiqiao Pavilion has recently received several orders for weapon refining. I may have to stay for a few more days. If Miss Zi has time, I might as well come over."
Take a look at Qiqiao Pavilion."
It was rare to meet a person with whom he could talk in a congenial manner. Of course, he hoped to communicate more with her. After all, she had drawn the knife. If we talked more, he might have some new ideas and inspirations. Zi Tong immediately agreed.
"That's it, Fu Sheng will go ahead. Miss Zi, we will see you another day."
"Young Master Meng is too polite. Girls come and girls go, which sounds troublesome. You can just call me Zi Tong."
"Okay." Meng Fusheng smiled like a spring breeze, "I call you Zi Tong, so you can call me Fusheng, right?"
In this way, several people left the restaurant separately. Meng Fusheng took a carriage and rushed to the Meng Family's Qiqiao Pavilion, but Zi Tong did not get on the Zi Family's carriage.
"Grandpa, go back first. I'll sign up and then go to the Nine Stars Temple."
"Be careful yourself. I will send someone to pick you up later."
Zi Qiong told her, got on the carriage, and left with Zi Gui.
"Do you want me to come and take a look?" Zigui asked, sitting on the shaft of the car.
Zi Qiong looked sideways and glanced at the purple pupils in the distance from the rear window, "No need."
He has seen Zitong's performance these days, and he naturally understands this girl's mind and adaptability.
The chick will eventually leave the nest and practice flying, and she will eventually have to walk her own path.
"Yes!" Zigui responded respectfully.
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After Zi Tong and Zi Tu left the restaurant, the first thing they did was to walk into another restaurant and ask for a private room and a table full of meat and vegetables.
The snack food that could only be watched but not eaten before had already jumped out impatiently and rushed towards the meat on the table.
There was only a crisp sound of plates and bowls, and the meat on the table disappeared without a trace.
The satisfied snack guy twisted his little buttocks and jumped into Zi Tong's arms, opened his little mouth, and let out a milky burp.
call!
A ball of flame immediately spurted out from its small mouth.
"Have you eaten enough?" Zi Tong looked at the plate with only some grease stains and bones left on the table, "It seems like the one million gold coins I earned won't last long if I support a foodie like you!"
"Is Mom short of money?" The snack guy raised his little head and stared at the purple-red eyes full of generosity. "Then I'll take out my stone. Can you sell it?"