Qiu Changtian didn't know, but fortunately his hand didn't really fall, otherwise he would have been kicked out. For Qiu Changtian, maids and servants are just a kind of property that can be moved.
In fact, most of the powerful people have this mentality. Qiu Changtian has been doing this for decades, and all the big families in Baizhan City know it.
Su Yunji could see Song Zheng's displeasure, so she quickly smoothed things over and introduced Song Zheng: "Sir, this is the number one weapons master in Baizhan City, His Excellency Qiu Changtian."
Song Zheng nodded slightly, as if he had said hello. Qiu Changtian raised his eyebrows, and there was some displeasure on his fat face. This boy was very arrogant. He secretly guessed: After conquering Du Twelve and Yun Qianqian, it seems that
He has some abilities and he is so young, so it is normal to be a little proud.
He really didn't think there was anything wrong with his lustful attitude. They were just a bunch of maids anyway. He would never have thought that doing this was the real reason why Song Zheng treated him coldly.
Du Twelve began to serve dishes, which were all medicinal dishes, and the ingredients used were ordinary ingredients above the true god level, which Song Xiaosheng looked down on.
Everything was ready, Song Zheng, Qiu Changtian, and Su Yunji were already seated. Qiu Changtian suddenly saw two children slowly walking over and sitting on both sides of Song Zheng.
Qiu Changtian remained calm: This tutor is not good, is the child so unruly?
Then he saw Yun Qianqian sit down. Why did Miss Yun set the dishes so diligently and not be lazy? Isn't it just to eat quickly?
Qiu Changtian was immediately shocked this time: Can a maid serve on the table?
Du Twelve looked at Yun Qianqian and you had already sat down. I can't lag behind, otherwise how can I compete with you? He looked at his husband and seemed to have no objection to Yun Qianqian coming to the table, so he plucked up the courage to sit down too.
I came down, and then I kept comforting myself: Sir, you will understand. I have to work hard to cook such a large table of dishes, but I have to give it to my stutter.
Zhao Mang and Huang Shan did not dare to break the rules and stood aside honestly. Not to mention Zhang Donglai, if it were not for Song Zheng's generosity, none of his maid followers would have a place to stand in the yard.
Song Zheng saw that Yun Qianqian had all sat down, so he simply waved to Zhao Mang and the others: "Let's sit together."
The three of them thought for a while and didn't hesitate to sit down together. The master is not a harsh person, and the temptation of this table of medicinal food is really too great.
Qiu Changtian was the only one who was dumbfounded. You wanted to treat me to dinner, so how come I came to eat with you and your family?
The good thing about Qiu Changtian is that he will do something with the money. Looking at the face of the 200 million spiritual money, he did not walk away and said with a straight face: "What do you want to communicate, please tell me quickly."
Although there was a table of medicated meals, all of which were high-end medicated meals, and they still only contained twelve spoons, which made his mouth water with greed, but Master Qiu is a person who cares about face!
I finished quickly, I am going to the best restaurant in the city and have a hearty meal.
As for the medicinal food on this table, although it is good, I will not eat it!
Song Zheng didn't expect this person to be very straightforward. He thought that the fat old man who was lewd and lustful must be a cunning and roundabout guy, so he simply asked what he wanted to know.
As soon as Qiu Changtian mentioned his specialty, he suddenly changed into a different person. When he spoke, his whole aura was different. He was talking eloquently. At this moment, Song Zheng even had an illusion. He felt as if
The dragon blood demon wolf is similar, both have a domineering attitude that looks down on the world.
Song Zheng nodded secretly, he couldn't fake this kind of momentum, this lustful old fat man was indeed the king in the field of weapons.
But he didn't blindly trust each other. From Du Twelve and Yun Qianqian, it can be seen that this world is still relatively backward in terms of "skills" and "theories".
Sure enough, after listening for a while, Song Zheng couldn't help but interrupt him and asked two small questions briefly. Qiu Changtian was stunned when he asked these two questions. He had never thought about these two questions, or the weapon master in the whole world.
, will not consider this kind of problem.
The kind of problem that blinds all eyes seems to have always been there, but according to habitual thinking, all weapons masters have not considered it.
Song Zheng shook his head. It seemed that weapons were similar to medicinal foods. The only thing that could provide him with inspiration was the formula.
"Master, please continue speaking."
Qiu Changtian was embarrassed and unconvinced. Such questions did not affect the creation of weapons. He continued to talk, but soon Song Zheng started asking questions again. Qiu Changtian still couldn't answer these questions, so he became a little angry.
: "The questions you raised are not questions at all! If I can't answer them, no weapon master in the world can answer them!"
Song Zheng glanced at him lightly and asked, "Really?"
Qiu Changtian snorted and was too lazy to argue with him about these issues.
But Song Zheng started to speak, starting from his first question to the last question he asked. Qiu Changtian opened his mouth unconsciously as he listened, and finally he was able to stuff it.
Put in an egg.
The questions Song Zheng asked were very targeted and could be explained by the theory of weapon refining, but what he wanted was the answer to the method of weapon refining, hoping to compare with each other to gain inspiration.
But Qiu Changtian couldn't answer any of them. Song Zheng's answer was completely based on the weapon master's theory, which he had known for a long time.
Seeing him like this, Song Zheng shook his head and said, "You'd better tell me some classic weapon formulas and manufacturing methods."
Qiu Changtian hurriedly said: "Okay." He was confused in his heart and finally understood why Du Twelve and Yun Qianqian were all convinced and willing to follow this one and be bossed around.
He secretly warned himself: I am the number one weapon master in Baizhan City. I must not be like those two useless guys. I must hold on and not surrender... If I sell myself as a slave, I will go to someone else in the future.
At home, you can't tease the little maid casually.
He organized his thoughts and prepared dozens of methods for refining weapons. Based on these methods, he felt that he was worthy of the 200 million given by the Su family.
He quickly took the money and went back, still happily being his first weapon master.
But as soon as he said something, Song Zheng frowned. Qiu Changtian kept telling himself in his heart, "Don't ask too much, don't ask too much." However, his persistence in weapons has obviously become a powerful instinct.
He couldn't help but ask: "Do you think there is a problem?"
"There are a few small questions..." He asked Song Zheng and he answered, pointing out two problems with the formula and two problems in the refining process, and then said: "Improve it according to my method. This kind of
The power of the weapon can be doubled directly."
Qiu Changtian: "..."
He vaguely felt that he seemed to be unable to control himself. No, he must hold on and not be like those two worthless guys!
He did not comment on Song Zheng's improvements just now, and then mentioned the second weapon.
"Don't frown!" Qiu Changtian roared in his heart.
Song Zheng still frowned.
"Stop talking!" Qiu Changtian couldn't control himself: "What's the problem with this?"
"There are more problems with this..." Song Zheng Balabala finished, and then concluded: "Actually, the changes are not big, but the power of this weapon can be increased by one and a half times."
Qiu Changtian felt like he was going to cry, why did he have to be so mean?
Su Yunji was smiling at the side. The process was exactly as she expected.
At the table, while the "host and guest" Qiu Changtian was in a state of despair, Song Xiaotian and his younger brother ate quietly, but at an extremely fast speed. Yun Qianqian was not slow at all. Everyone found a good opportunity and must seize it.
Stay here and try to finish all the medicinal food on the table before Qiu Changtian comes back to his senses.
Qiu Changtian was on the verge of collapse. He named a weapon, and Song Zheng improved it, and the power increased greatly every time, leaving Qiu Changtian speechless.
After ten weapons, Qiu Changzhen really collapsed. He didn't want to communicate anymore. He didn't want the 200 million from the Su family. He gritted his teeth and asked: "Why do you still want to communicate with me if you are of such a level?"
Song Zheng was also helpless and sighed: "It's hard to explain in one word."
He couldn't tell the truth and told Qiu Changtian: I didn't expect that your level is so low.
He also discovered a very critical problem: the level of medicated diet and weapons in this world is actually very low, but the effects of medicated diet and weapons are very strong.
What does this mean? It means that the raw materials used in medicinal foods and weapons are very strong.
The most important part of the material is the spiritual beast. There should be many mysteries about this kind of life form waiting to be discovered by yourself.
Could it be said that the heavenly fire entered this world also for the mystery of spiritual beasts?
He had a new guess.
Qiu Changtian's lips trembled as he wavered between caressing the little maid freely and his attachment to weapons. Both had become his instincts.
But in the end, the weapon master's factor still prevailed. He stood up and bowed deeply: "I am willing to follow you and be a... housekeeper. Please take me under your care."
"No." Song Zheng refused very simply. He didn't like Qiu Changtian's "habit".
Qiu Changtian didn't expect that he would refuse so simply. He was stunned for a moment and then said: "Sir, my family is extremely wealthy and has a great reputation in Baizhan City."
Su Yunji blinked. Qiu Changtian, who loved money as much as his life, actually deliberately dedicated all his wealth to Song Zheng in order to follow him!
Song Zheng thought about it, not because he was jealous of money, but because he had a follower of the King of Weapons around him, his reputation would be even louder. But he couldn't let this old guy be a housekeeper. The status of a housekeeper was higher than that of a maid.
The old guy might take advantage of his "position" to harass Yun Qianqian in the future, causing a lot of confusion.