Douluo: My Martial Spirit is the system

Chapter 3 Tang San's True Fragrance Theorem

"Brother Ji, your fire is a bit too high, and this pot of rice will be burnt by you!"

Tang San stood on a bench, held the spoon tightly in his hand and looked at the bubbling rice, the viscous rice soup boiled water had bottomed out, faint traces of yellow color seeped out from the edge.

"Forehead……"

At this time, Ji Fei realized that he had been pulling the bellows and frantically adding firewood to it, as if he was cooking as if he was making iron for Tang Hao.

In fact, the big reason is that all Ji Fei imagined in his mind at this moment is that he faced the choice of the seven rises, and finally chose such a choice by mistake...

The speed of pulling the bellows slowed down, Ji Fei delicately controlled the temperature of the fire, and the originally blazing flames returned to a mediocre level in just a few moments.

Tang San also heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that the bubbling and steaming water vapor had diminished, he usually wouldn't make such a thrilling cooking, if such a pot of rice was mushy, then he wouldn't care about it even on weekdays Dad shouldn't be happy too, right?

"But Brother Ji's ability to control the heat is really amazing."

"Little Sanzi, don't you put too little rice? I think I can count it. If you put more rice, there would be no such thing as boiled rice."

Ji Fei stretched his neck and looked at the rice soup that was as thin as clear water in the iron pot with several holes missing, and shook his head helplessly.

On weekdays, if Tang San didn't cook, the two of them would definitely starve. Whether Tang Hao was cooking or blacksmithing, he could do whatever he wanted, and he could do it whenever he wanted.

"Brother Ji doesn't have a lot of rice at home, we still need to save some food, it's good if we don't starve so much, it's not good to have too much extravagance..." Tang San turned over with one hand and picked up the bowl on the stove and started Serve rice.

Soon three bowls of steaming rice exuding a thin rice fragrance were served, and then Tang San and Ji Fei put the rice on the table.

"What a long body... Look at this frail body, I can't even imagine what Tang San looked like when he was forging iron..."

Ji Fei shook his head helplessly, not only Tang San, it can be said that both of them are growing up now, eating this little food every day is obviously not enough to supplement the nutrients the body needs every day.

But it seems that there is no other way. The Holy Soul Village is a village mainly based on agriculture. Generally, if a family can often eat vegetables, it is considered good enough to evaluate the level of a happy family.

"So you can't force too much..."

"Dad has eaten!"

As usual, Tang San shouted softly towards the inner door of the room.

"Ah."

Then I only heard a deep and hoarse voice coming from the room, as if there was a special feeling of weakness on the surface but depression inside.

after awhile.

Both Tang San and Ji Fei had been sitting at the table for a long time, but neither of them moved their chopsticks but were waiting for Tang Hao to come out.

The door curtain was lifted, and a tall and burly figure walked out slowly, his footsteps were slightly disordered, as if he was drunk.

There is no doubt that this is Tang Hao.

Looking about in his 40s, Ji Fei's eyes fell on Tang Hao again. Although they had been together for a long time, Ji Fei also knew something about Tang Hao, and probably knew the reason why he was so decadent. The first time I saw Tang Hao like this, I sighed helplessly.

There are several messy branches on the fluffy and disheveled hair, the tall body is covered with dry skin, and the lifeless eyes convey a sense of decadence, and the patched robe is far away. They all seem to be able to smell a very special smell, which seems to be a very strong alcohol smell, yes, it can be smelled from a long distance.

Tang Hao rubbed his sleepy eyes, looked at Tang San and Ji Fei who were already sitting at the table, and didn't say much.

"Eat." Tang Hao sat there and gave a sigh, then picked up the bowl and drank it in big gulps.

The steaming heat was scattered, Ji Fei didn't dare to drink it now, it was a bit hot after all, but Tang Hao didn't seem to be afraid of the heat at all, he ate a bowl of rice quickly, one after another.

"Dad, just drink it slowly, there is still in the pot. Brother Ji and I put a little too much water today, but the taste and texture should not be affected too much."

"Besides, Brother Ji made a good fire, cooking rice seems to be a bit overkill..."

Tang Hao glanced at Tang San and Ji Fei inadvertently, but didn't say anything, then continued to drink the rice in the bowl with his head down.

"This is too decadent, why do you feel more decadent than usual? Could it be because you know that the third son is about to awaken his martial soul?"

Ji Fei picked up the bowl and took a sip of it. Suddenly his eyes lit up, and he said in surprise, "It's still my method of forging iron and burning fire to cook delicious food! But the proportion of water added by Xiao Sanzi is also very good. There is some progress. progress."

Soon, the wind swept away, Tang Hao drank seven or eight bowls in a hurry, then put down the bowl and wiped the corner of his mouth casually with his big hand, stood up and took a look at Tang San and Ji Fei.

"If someone comes to repair the equipment in a while, you can do it first. I will do it with Ji Fei in the afternoon, and I will go to sleep for a while."

Tang San and Ji Fei also nodded, after all, this was something they both took for granted.

On weekdays, the two of them actually seemed very restrained in front of Tang Hao. As for the reason, Ji Fei couldn't figure it out, maybe Tang San was a little silly and sweet?It's not easy to say anything yourself, right?

After Tang Hao finished his instructions, he turned around and walked towards the inner room with a lazy look.

"dad."

Suddenly, Tang San stopped Tang Hao who had stretched out his hand to lift the curtain.

Ji Fei was a little puzzled, but then he was relieved, and his heart suddenly became clear, as expected, the timelines are all aligned!

As Ji Fei expected, Tang Hao turned around unhurriedly, the trace of impatience between his brows was not like the way a father treats his own son.

Tang San was obviously a little cautious, but then he pointed to a piece of black iron next to the blacksmithing stove near the door and said to Tang Hao.

"Can this piece of iron, Dad, be used for me?"

"Want to strike iron? Hey, this is actually a piece of iron that contains iron essence..."

"What's the matter, boy Ji Fei chooses to burn fire, are you going to forge iron and become a blacksmith?" Tang Hao's eyes moved slightly, and soon fell on Tang San.

Tang San also nodded quickly, this was not only something he had considered, the most important thing was that he had to create some hidden weapons.

In his opinion, the profession of blacksmith is definitely the best cover for making hidden weapons...

"Father, you are getting old. Although Brother Ji will burn the fire for you to share some of the workload, it is still very tiring. After a few years, I will be able to learn to make some farm tools when I grow up. In that case, Ji and I Brother just happens to be able to take care of the house together, so Dad, you can rest."

"Then he doesn't happen to drink every day? His body collapses faster!" Ji Fei muttered.

Tang Hao looked at Tang San and Ji Fei, and seemed to think of something in a trance, "Is it burning fire? Did the young man also choose the road of blacksmithing now? But the blacksmith is also quite good, but Ji Fei seems to have some ideas... ..."

In a daze, Ji Fei felt a strange feeling released from his body. It was a very subtle feeling, as if someone was spying on him.

Soon Ji Fei concluded that Tang Hao had definitely noticed his cleverness, but he wasn't afraid of anything, so why don't you also teach me how to forge?

Tang San can be really fragrant casually, but obviously it is impossible for him. The Chaotic Cloaking Wind Hammer Technique is a good technique to hone his own soul power and his own physical body, and it is even more absolute when blessed with the unique Wuhun Clear Sky Hammer. An extremely powerful existence.

Ji Fei believes that even if his awakened Wuhun is some kind of strange existence, as long as he can learn a couple of chaotic wind hammer techniques, he will definitely be able to accumulate a lot of immeasurable capital for himself!

"Uncle Tang."

Ji Fei felt that his chance had come, so he called Tang Hao.

"What's wrong with Xiao Feizi?" Tang Hao actually pulled out a bench from the side, then calmly got down first, and casually took the piece of iron that Tang San just pointed to in his hand and started playing with it.

Tang San also looked at Ji Fei with some doubts, obviously he didn't know what Ji Fei was thinking.

Ji Fei was a little "panic" and then looked at Tang San "affectionately and solemnly", and then turned his attention to Tang Hao, "Uncle Tang, I also want to learn how to forge iron with you."

"Oh? Why do you want to learn blacksmithing too? Isn't it good to make a fire?" Tang Hao looked at Ji Fei with a slight smile and some interest.

"This..." Ji Fei concluded that Tang Hao definitely discovered his own cleverness.

"Actually, I've always wanted to learn blacksmithing skills from Uncle Tang, but due to some reasons... I didn't dare to tell you, Uncle Tang, I just wanted to start with some small things..."

"But the third son is right, Uncle Tang, you are old, I can't burn the fire for a lifetime, let alone let the third son continue to forge irons, which is really troublesome. I feel sorry for it, so I also want to take advantage of you to teach the third son By the way, I can also learn a song or two, and when the time comes, I and the third son can take turns blacksmithing, and no one else will say that you prefer to let the third son do the hard work of blacksmithing.

After finishing speaking, Ji Fei felt that the last sentence he said was superfluous and even stretched his image, but he had no choice but to say the words, and he could only wait and see what happened...

Tang Hao's expression was a little cold and stiff, his gaze was fixed on Ji Fei, and Ji Fei's gaze was also very firm without any feeling of guilt.

This time, on the contrary, Tang San on the side can't understand what the current situation is like. In his previous life, he lived in the Tang Sect since he was born, and he didn't even have a life in this world. "He just didn't learn much at all, and he is not yet six years old...

The current situation seems a bit embarrassing...

(End of this chapter)