The long-lasting clouds of furnace smoke from Lushan have a hard smell like steel, but at this moment, the apprentices and master craftsmen of the Gao family working on Lushan have long been accustomed to it, and can even enjoy the clouds that bring them comfortably.
The bright light brings a rare coolness and a strong sense of pride.
In the first sequence of yards near the top of the mountain, several apprentices worked together to feed huge metal ingots into the furnace mouth, sweating a lot.
"I said, Lao Zhou, has the temperature cooled down today? I'm so happy..."
Lao Zhou, who had gold spots all over his body, looked at the sky.
"We're already looking at December. In half a month, the weather will start to get warmer. Why should the temperature drop?"
The young apprentice said "Oh" and didn't take it seriously.
"While I was on vacation yesterday, something strange happened in the kitchen."
"What?"
"The purchase volume of our kitchen has dropped by 30% in the past week." He pointed to the top of the mountain. "Those people at the top barely eat anything."
Lao Zhou laughed,
"How dare you interfere in the affairs of the Normal University?"
The little apprentice said with a playful smile,
"Hehe, I mean... there are only a few dozen people in one courtyard of the Normal University, but the food intake accounts for 30% of the entire Lushan? Mom, after all, he is an evolutionist, and he is different from us ordinary people."
"Where does all this nonsense come from, work!!"
The master craftsman of the Gao family in the yard roared loudly, frightening all the apprentices as if they were mice seeing a cat.
The stubble-bearded craftsman of the Gao family looked at the yard on the top of the mountain worriedly. He couldn't help but hug his arms and tremble.
"No, I have to add some clothes..."
...
The blast furnace in the yard on the top of the mountain is currently staring at the furnace mouth in fear.
"Leng girl, it's out of the oven, it's out of the oven!"
"Cold girl!!"
Only then did Leng Han respond,
"oh."
The blast furnace felt a twinge of toothache, but just two seconds late, at least half of the expensive alloy melt that had been produced with so much hard work had evaporated!
"Hey hey hey... Ouch."
Gao Tie was snickering on the sidelines and was almost thrown into the furnace with a hammer from his own grandfather.
Blast glared at him,
"How about the blind date I told you a few days ago?"
The blast furnace asked while loading the molten alloy into the mold.
The high-speed train’s face turned bitter,
"Grandpa, my eldest lady thinks that I smell too much soot, and says that if I have a big head and a thick neck, I'm either a rich man or a cook."
Blast Furnace stared angrily,
"You didn't say your surname was Gao??"
"I said that."
"Then what?"
"Well..."
"If you fart quickly, let it go!"
The high-speed rail is a neck,
"The young lady said that the men of the Gao family all use hammers to beat their wives. Although she is an awakened person, she is weak and cannot withstand the torture... After saying that, she left."
Blast Furnace's eyes almost popped out of his sockets, and his hairy face turned red and black. He picked up the hammer and threw it at the high-speed train's face.
"You bastard, you coward! The Gao family has disgraced you!!"
"Grandpa, you used the hammer again..."
The two men ran and chased each other. After struggling for a long time, the high-speed train was breathing heavily.
"Grandpa, what happened to Sister Leng?"
Blast Furnace rolled his eyes,
"Do you think Leng Yatou is different today from the past?"
After hearing this, Gao Tie looked carefully, frowned and thought for a long time, and suddenly realized,
"Sister Leng didn't have lunch today!"
"Boom!"
There was a sound of a hammer, and the high-speed rail's head plunged deeply into the soil.
"Eat your grandma's legs! You're a waste, idiot! How could I have a grandson like you, even if I don't have a single leaf among thousands of flowers?"
High Speed Rail said aggrievedly,
"Then tell me, what's different about Sister Leng?"
Blast Furnace had a sneaky look in his eyes and chuckled,
"When did you see Leng girl wearing a skirt?"
I saw Leng Han wearing a dark dress as deep as the starry sky. Every stitch and fold looked natural. Although the dress gave people a tall and straight posture like a lonely pine, her long hair was spread out.
Reflecting the blue light of the fire, there is an indescribable tranquility and tranquility.
She just stood there, and the flames that were clearly inside the furnace bent in her direction, as if bowing deeply.
The biting cold air formed air currents that swam like snakes around her body, as if they were real.
Several apprentices were hiding far away in the corner of the yard, their faces green and trembling, but their eyes were full of energy.
The mention of this blast furnace brings a lawsuit to the forefront. How can we work in this smoky furnace with clothes like this?
It would be fine if it was just her, but any apprentice who saw Leng Han dressed like this would want to pluck their eyeballs and press them on the courtyard gate. Not to mention, their work efficiency dropped by several percent, and they often made mistakes.
Niang Xipi, you haven’t seen a woman before or what?
Biao Fu scolded that little brat named Lin over and over again in his heart. If it weren't for him, how could Leng Girl have become like this!
The high-speed rail suddenly realized again,
"Grandpa, are you saying that Sister Leng... doesn't look good dressed like this?!"
Two cold eyes focused on the high-speed rail. One belonged to the blast furnace, and it was self-evident who the other belonged to.
It's just a kick to go up to the blast furnace,
"Little Yakuza! It's so, so annoying to me!!"
Gaotie stuck his butt out and covered his face, his eyes still blurry after being kicked a few times.
Subsequently,
"Haha, Gao Da Love Sage, do you want to have a bloody acknowledgment? Let's see if Gaotie's father, my son, is your son?"
As soon as he heard this voice, Bao Fu's face changed rapidly. When he turned around, his face was full of kindness and gentleness.
"What kind of high love, what kind of blood recognition? Old lady, what are you talking about... Hehehehe... Why are you here? The mountain is so choked... Huh? This is not my favorite braised pork knuckle.
Well, bring it quickly, I’ve been talking about a lot of things these days, that little brat is trying to trick me.”
"Get away!"
Grandma Gao snorted and pushed away the blast furnace and walked to the high-speed rail.
"Tie'er, I heard from your mother that you haven't had a good meal in almost a week. What's going on? Are you angry? If the blind date doesn't work out, we won't go. Old lady, let me see who dares to fart!"
Gao Tie wiped the ashes from his face and dared not speak in anger under his grandfather's threatening eyes.
"Grandma, I'm fine, it's just...just...the food in our kitchen is really terrible."
Grandma Gao said oh,
"In the past two days, I have asked for a few more good chefs to come over. The old woman has long said that it is impossible to cook with those apprentices. The vegetables are not washed, and the stewed pumpkins are thrown into the pot whole. It is like pigs.
The food is the same, but your grandfather, who is so old, has the heart to let you eat this kind of thing."
Blast Furnace sneaked a pig's hand and muttered, "I'll eat it too..."
Grandma Gao stared,
"You old man is thick-skinned and thick-skinned. Can my grandson be the same? Lao Gao's family just points to my grandson to continue the family line. Do you have any objections?"
Blast Furnace shrank his neck and said with a sneer,