The daily life of elf farming starting from a desert island

Barrow admired his friend's ability to offend people.

But he didn't expect that it was just a day since he saw him.

He also offended others with his mean words, so he was sent to live in this dilapidated house.

It really makes him feel...normal

......

There was a creaking sound, and the shabby wooden door could not block the intrusion of the cold wind at all. Chen Wulang and the others did not need to push it, and a gust of wind blew the shabby wooden door open.

"Here comes a guest"

An elf might have been preparing to close the door, but he saw Chen Wulang and Barrow standing at the door.

Chen Wulang did not look at the elf, but turned his attention to Barrow.

"Your friend is a spiritual master"

Barrow scratched his head. "Don't you think it's incredible that he is a spiritual master? As a spiritual master, he can be so bad. It is really rare to see almost none." After a pause, Barrow looked at the ground. "His own abilities are still small." There is no problem with the elf abilities, and his cultivation is at the same level as mine, both are fourth-level spiritual masters."

Chen Wulang

"Then it's even more unbelievable. Even if a fourth-level spiritual master is born as a commoner, as long as he is determined to sell the proceeds of the next ten or twenty years to a large noble family or the royal family, a barony and a real territory will definitely be indispensable." The corner of Chen Wulang's mouth twitched, and he pointed at the dilapidated stone house in front of him, which looked like it would collapse after a heavy snowstorm. "How could he get to such a miserable state? Could it be that he offended some high-ranking commander in the legion? Or is it something big?" noble"

Barrow continued to look down at the ground, "Almost absolutely right. When my friend was in the royal capital, he offended a large number of noble ladies and their admirers because of his bad mouth. Then in order to protect my friend, he was assigned to this place by his father. this."

"The results of it......"

"As a result, I accidentally said the wrong thing again. First I offended Young Master Barrow, your sister, Commander Wendy, and then Grandmaster Cecil... Before long, the entire Pioneer Corps platoon was on the top of the list. I offended all the officers." A man with a sarcastic face held an ordinary licorice branch in his mouth and leaned proudly against the door panel. His eyes that were as dazzling as fine black chalcedony looked at Chen Wulang and Barrow glanced at it lightly, then quickly looked away.

This man is not simple. This is Chen Wulang's first impression of this man.

Putting aside his inner evaluation of the sudden appearance of the man, Chen Wulang showed his signature friendly smile. Aibtehehe, smiling like a profiteer with evil intentions

"Hello, I'm Chen Wulang. You must be Barrow's friend. I don't know what I should call you."

Barrow's friend, Gothe, had a trace of ridicule in his eyes, and he didn't know who he was mocking.

The licorice branch in Gao De's mouth was spat out with a sound, and he raised his face that looked like it would make someone punch him.

"Stop that fake smile of yours, it really makes me sick and makes me want to vomit."

The corners of Chen Wulang's upturned smiling mouth froze instantly, while Gao De continued to talk to himself as if he didn't see it.

"Do you want to beat me up, but you have to maintain your noble and hypocritical aristocratic demeanor, so you can only grit your teeth and swallow this breath." After speaking, Gothe laughed "Interesting, I didn't feel the anger in your heart at all. Tell me what you are thinking." What"

Chen Wulang had no expression on his face as he slowly walked into Gaode.

"I was thinking, it's just an immature child chattering, why should I be angry?"

Gao De stopped laughing immediately and fixed his eyes firmly on Chen Wulang.

Chen Wulang didn't show any weakness, and his aura was full of unscrupulousness.

The aura between them was like sparks hitting the earth, and the smell of gunpowder was so strong that even an idiot could feel it.

The strange thing is that Gaode, who was evaluated by Chen Wulang as a naughty child who has not grown up, was the first to end the silent confrontation.

It's not that Gaode is afraid, but...

"Interesting, you are an interesting spiritual master"

"My name is Gao De, please come in." The author is crazy but happy, so we normal people don't need to guess their brain circuits.

Gao De made a gesture to invite him in, and the expressionless Chen Wulang was not polite enough to not only walk into Gao De's small shabby house, but also did not forget to pull in the wandering Barrow.

As Chen Wulang and the others entered the house, there was a bang.

The small broken wooden door continues its mission

"Would you like a cup of black tea?" Gothe came over and asked with a smile.

Chen Wulang glanced at Gaode with a faint expression and moved the corners of his lips.

"A glass of hot water, thank you"

Gaode didn't waste any time, and soon a bamboo cup filled with hot water and mist rising from the top appeared out of thin air.

“The hot water you want”

Chen Wulang took the cup of hot water without hesitation, and was not afraid to boil it and take a sip.

Seeing this, Gao De showed a bright smile.

"you are very funny"

"I just thought you would dislike the bamboo cup, aren't you nobles like this?"

Gothe cleared his throat and pinched it again, causing it to make a harsh and sharp sound.

"What bamboo cup? Are you trying to humiliate me? I don't know that even a glass cup is broken. Do you treat me with a bamboo cup that only commoners use? Do you want to die? Do you know who I am?"

A certain Chen who was off topic interrupted and said, "In my hometown, bamboo cups seem to be more expensive than glass cups."

He didn't lie

In the summer, it is naturally more expensive than industrial products. If you add the four words "handmade", it will be even more expensive.

Gao De's lips froze when he heard this, and he didn't know how to say what he had not finished next, because he felt that what Chen Wulang said was the truth from his heart, which was embarrassing.

Chen Wulang didn't seem to feel Gao De's slight embarrassment, and he said again

"Hey, the carving of this cup is so good. Can Gaode give me this cup?"

Gaode...

Gothe's heart felt like a group of grass and mud horses jumping back and forth. If Gothe was from Daxia, he would be able to describe his mood at this moment in detail.

I have never seen such a shameless person.

But Gaode was worthy of being a real fierce man with level mockery skills. He quickly woke up from Chen Wulang's shameless words.

Gothe, who woke up, laughed extremely nervously, and his shrill laughter made people feel their scalp tightening when they heard it.

"Haha, interesting, you are very interesting. It's rare that someone likes the little things I carved. If you want it, take it. If it's not enough, I have some more."

Shameless Chen showed a bright smile, and for some reason Gao De felt something bad flash in his heart when he saw this.

Soon Gothe knew why he felt something bad.

A certain Chen, who was so shameless, first pretended to be embarrassed, but then opened his mouth and said:

"That Gao De, can I ask you to carve a few bamboo cups? I'll decide the pattern." A certain shameless Chen was completely shameless. He treated Gao De as a free and free carving master. Such a fat man The sheep was right in front of him begging to be slaughtered

If you don’t kill me now, when will you be killed by a shameless Chen?

Not only Gao De was shocked by Chen Wulang's shamelessness, but Barrow was also shocked by Chen Wulang's shamelessness.

He opened his mouth wide and said, "Brother Chen, isn't this bad?"