Ghost Slayer Blacksmith's Self-Cultivation

"Don't worry, it's all there!"

The store manager, Lao Luo, took out all the steaming sweet potatoes and broken yams from the pot, and put the rest on the side plate for later use. Instead of eating, he looked at the children in front of him.

"Smells so good! Manager Luo, then I'll be rude!"

Yuu Terashima quickly picked up a sweet potato as he spoke, and stuffed it into his mouth hastily without peeling off the skin. He must be starving.

Shan Kong and San Cheng Nai sat opposite each other. Although they were also very hungry, they knew that the sweet potatoes and yams were the hottest when they were just out of the pot.

They gently split the sweet potatoes and yams into two, and blew them constantly, trying to cool them down faster.

"Manager Luo, this sweet potato is really good, it's really sweet!"

Nagai Yangren smiled, with golden flesh still remaining on his teeth, he had already eaten two large sweet potatoes just now, more than Yuu Terajima.

On the other hand, the only girl, Kawasumi Mai, is indeed much more elegant in her eating. She took a bite of the sweet potato with her small mouth, and then chewed slowly. Not slow.

But she has a sweet smile on her face from time to time, probably the sweet sweet potato will make people happier.

"Zhuxiong, why don't you eat it!"

The store manager Lao Luo looked at the only standing Zhuxiong and said, at this moment, Zhuxiong looked at an old photo frame in the corner of the shelf in front of him.

Although the paint on the photo frame was a little whitish, the area around the photo frame was indeed very clean, obviously caused by wiping it all day long.

"The child in Manager Luo's photo is your son, right?"

Zhuxiong picked up the photo frame and compared it carefully with the appearance of Lao Luo beside him, speculating.

"Well, it's true that he is my son, but unfortunately he has been away from home for several years!"

"Hey! I wanted to pass on my forging skills to my son, but I don't know that he doesn't like these things at all. Instead, he likes to imitate some literati and write novels!"

"Street Fiction!"

Takexiong was taken aback for a moment, then said.

Because he suddenly remembered a scene in the anime plot, but then he calmed down and wanted to learn more clues from Manager Luo.

Manager Luo's face was full of haggardness, and there was a trace of sadness in his eyes, as if he hated his son.

"My son is born to sing against me. After I tore up and burned all his 'push street novels', I thought my son would know my painstaking efforts, but he didn't know where he learned it. With the money from the family, I bought a big red drum."

When Zhuxiong heard the words of store manager Luo, he confirmed some things in his heart.

"Mr. Luo, do you still remember any obvious characteristics of your son when he ran away from home?"

Takeo asked.Manager Luo said casually, "Zhaofeng ears, my son has a pair of Zhaofeng ears, and there is a hole in the skull above the bridge of the nose. It was left by this kid who was very skinny in the past. scar, so it's easy to identify."

"Is that so?"

Zhuxiong secretly wrote down the important information that Manager Luo said one by one. He picked up the photo frame and looked at the old photo.

Although the pixels of the photo are a bit blurred, but when Zhuxiong looked carefully with his eyes wide open, he could still see some physical features of Manager Luo's son.

In the photo, the young Lao Luo stood aside angrily.His own son was standing on the other side of the photo, and the two of them looked like strangers at a great distance, but Zhuxiong looked at the background of the photo and found some doubts.

"Store Manager Luo, where was this photo taken? Didn't you see a person standing behind it!"

"People! Who!"

Manager Luo walked towards Zhuxiong, took the photo and muttered, with a look of disbelief.

"Takeo, you may have read it wrong. I took this photo at the photo studio in Asakusa during my son's coming-of-age ceremony. How could there be someone else on it!"

"Shop Manager Luo, take a good look to see if there is someone on the black curtain!"

Takeo pointed to an area on the black curtain in the photo. A tall, middle-aged man with curly black hair was sitting on a bench behind the spotlight.

The man's face was pale, and most of his face was completely covered by the black top hat on his head. His plum red eyes were looking at the location where Manager Luo and his son were in the photo.

"There is actually someone in this photo, I haven't seen it for so many years!"

Ding!Manager Luo's exclamation point +100
"What photos! I'll take a look too!"

Yuu Terashima and the others were able to solve their stomach hunger problem after devouring the meal. He stood up and wanted to see who the person in the back that Takeo just said was!
"It can't be taken by an employee who just came to practice!"

"Don't tell me, Zhuxiong, there is really a person here!"

Terashima Yu passed the photo to Mijono and Nagai Yohito who were sitting at the table to watch, and then they discussed.

As for Chuansumi Mai, his eyes lit up and he looked at the old photo carefully, and then said with certainty.

"Isn't this the husband of Ms. Li from Asakusa Trading Company, Tsukihiko? It's strange that his face seems really bloodless!"

Hearing all kinds of speculations from his partner, Takeo had a definite answer in his heart, "Gi Wu Tsuji Wu Mi, you can't be wrong, you can't be wrong!"

"Zhuxiong, do you know my son's clues, can you tell me something?"

Manager Luo's eyes were filled with anticipation. He thought that seeing his son would be hopeless in this life, but looking at Zhu Xiong's concerned expression, he seemed to really know some details about it.

Zhuxiong sensed Manager Luo's gaze, and responded politely: "I've seen it somewhere, how about this, I'll go to Asakusa Photo Studio these few days, and buy something by the way."

"Brother Zhuxiong, this sweet potato is for you, eat it quickly! I've already peeled it for you, just eat it!"

Shan held the bottom of the plate empty-handed, with a hint of tenderness in his tone.

"Huh? Peel it for me, Shankong, are you full?"

It is true that Takeo was also hungry, he took the plate that Shan Kong handed over in some surprise, and looked at the cleanly peeled sweet potatoes on the plate, always feeling weird.

In fact, Yamasora just wanted to thank Takeo for saving himself when the blacksmith shop was full of smoke. Although he really wanted to say thank you, but when he saw Takeo's face, he couldn't say anything. Right now, he can only do so by peeling sweet potatoes. Way to thank Takeo now.

"Thank you, Shankong, Manager Luo, your sweet potatoes are really sweet!"

Takexiong ate a sweet potato in two big gulps. For some reason, he suddenly remembered how his younger siblings were eating sweet potatoes with him. He was shocked and forgot about it!