[Douluo/Sword Three] Tang Paper Umbrella

After seeing the three people off, Meng Jiang turned to look inside the room and breathed a sigh of relief. Tang San arrived so suddenly, she not only had to put on her coat, but also had to cover a cabinet of transparent sugar bowls. But now it seems that Tang San didn't notice it.

Fortunately, otherwise she would be in trouble.

Pull out the parts of the machine pig from the wooden box under the bed. Because Little Rabbit and Ning Rongrong were coming, and the dormitory was small and there was no extra room, she had no choice but to push the pile of odds and ends originally piled on the bed into the gap under the bed.

After fiddling with it for a while, she put the things away and got ready to go to bed. Zhu Zhuqing watched her assembling these parts all day long. Although he couldn't understand clearly, he could still tell what they were from the shells of the wooden carvings.

Thinking it was interesting, she asked what these were, but said nothing more.

Zhu Zhuqing has such a cold temper.

In the past few days, besides practicing, Meng Jiang was assembling and adjusting, and she didn't see Tang San. However, Meng Jiang could also guess what the other party was doing from the clanging sound of iron that echoed through the college on the second day.

While Tang San was blacksmithing, Little Rabbit was always the one delivering meals and clean clothes. It's not that Meng Jiang couldn't find time to deliver things, but from the first day Meng Jiang met Tang San, whenever someone was working at home, whether it was Tang Hao or Tang San, she always stayed away.

No other reason, just too noisy.

But during this period, Tang San's food and clothing were all prepared by Meng Jiang himself. She is very good at taking care of this Level 9 disabled person.

During this period, although the little rabbit always came quietly when delivering things and would not disturb Tang San, Tang San also knew who was delivering things to him.

At this time, looking at the things delivered, Tang San felt warm and helpless at the same time. He knew that Meng Jiang felt that blacksmithing was too noisy, so it was impossible to come over, but he always felt empty in his heart. For more than a month, he and Meng Jiang had not seen each other.

However, the exquisite and neatly arranged palace pastries in the food box made Tang San couldn't help but smile. Only Meng Jiang knows how to make and has the patience to make these tedious snacks.

It was not until seventy-seven forty-nine days that the sound in the foundry stopped.

Expecting that Tang San's hidden weapon had been forged, Meng Jiang went to the forging room to take a look.

As a result, she almost didn't recognize the unkempt person inside.

"A Jiang? Why are you here?" Seeing the girl appear at the door of the casting room, Tang San couldn't help but want to step forward with joy.

But Meng Jiang shouted: "Stop!"

She looked at Tang San's whole body with a look of disgust: "You're so dirty. Go take a shower as soon as you're done, or don't come near me."

"Also, it seems that you can no longer wear the clothes during this period. The dirt cannot be washed away, so you might as well throw them away." After thinking about it, she added, "Buy new ones."

Only then did Tang San remember that every time he finished ironing, he had to take a shower immediately. Otherwise, not only would he not be able to get close to Meng Jiang, he wouldn't even be able to eat at the table, and he would be kicked into the creek by Meng Jiang.

After saying that, Meng Jiang hurriedly ran away, as if he couldn't bear the stench of Tang San's body for a moment.

I felt a sense of loss in my heart, and even the joy of making a good concealed weapon was gone. Like a blue silver grass that had withered after a long drought, Tang San turned around and packed up the eighteen iron balls on the table. He touched the Twenty-Four Bridge on the Moonlit Night again, thinking of the things he had put inside earlier, and prepared them for later. He went to get water to wash it off, and then went to find Ajaan to give it to her.

However, the girl he missed suddenly popped up from the door again, still frowning, pinching her small nose with her thin fingers, and asked angrily in Shu dialect, "I caught the snail, can I eat chili pepper?"

"Eat! Make it more spicy." Tang San couldn't help but his eyes lit up, and he became energetic instantly.

"I know." Meng Jiang waved his hand and muttered, "I know that you Bashu people can't live without chili peppers, and you only enjoy chili peppers."

Tang San smiled and nodded: "Ajiang still understands me."

He wanted to laugh every time he heard Meng Jiang speak the dialect of his hometown. A Jiang was really... so cute.

After filling up the water and taking a bath, Tang San sat in the tub and brushed himself from front to back, changing two buckets of clean water, and then he felt completely clean.

He stepped out of the tub and put on a towel. Just as he was about to get out of bed and find some clothes, there was a sudden knock on the door.

No, it wasn't like knocking on the door, it was like something was hitting the door, and judging from the source of the sound... Tang San's eyes fell one foot below the door from the ground - this altitude was too low.

"who is it?"

"Sugar, sugar. Sugar, sugar. Sugar, sugar."

The strange sound has the crisp sound of metal knocking, and it only makes a monotonous "sugar" sound when turned over and over.

An idea flashed in his mind, and Tang San remembered the trap piglet Meng Jiang had mentioned. That little pig... is said to be able to talk.

With a smile filling his clear eyes, Tang San casually put on some clothes and opened the door. Sure enough, a little pig wearing dark blue clothes ran in with short legs, circled around Tang San's feet, and spat out, spit out a package.

"Sugar, sugar. Sugar, sugar. Sugar, sugar."

"Is this your name, or are you calling me? Or is it just because Ajaan wants some sweets?"

"Sugar, sugar. Sugar, sugar. Sugar, sugar."

"So it really is the last reason, right? Yes, yes, I feel your maker's deep desire for candy." He bent down to pick up the package on the ground, opened it and saw that it was a new set of clothes, the fabric was soft, Fine workmanship. Tang San opened his clothes, and sure enough he saw a small round water wave symbol on the inside of the clothes - the sect symbol of Penglai.

As he expected, it was sewn by Meng Jiang himself. Meng Jiang hasn't made him new clothes for a long time.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but laugh. There was a tenderness in his eyes that even he didn't realize was annoying.

He unfolded the clothes and felt them on his body. The size was just right, but it was clear that Tang San had grown a bit taller and stronger in the past month and a half.

It seems that Meng Jiang made the clothes based on his growth rate.

His eyes returned to the machine piggy. He looked carefully and found that there were two small poisonous arrows decorated on the side of the piggy. When he took them off, he saw that they were still sharp.

From Tang San's perspective, he could naturally tell that the material used for these two poisonous arrows was fine iron essence, with very high purity.

But he looked at the size of the package and then at the size of the trap pig. The entire package is almost the same size as a mechanical pig, but there must be parts inside the pig that drive action. Tang San was very surprised, how could this package be packed in, and how could it be spit out from that smaller mouth.

He couldn't help but think of the pear velvet silk bag around Meng Jiang's waist. Unlike the Moonlight Night at the Twenty-Four Bridges, the Pear Velvet Silk Bag is not a soul guidance device, but it can store many things like a soul guidance device.

Tang San also asked Meng Jiang this question, and Meng Jiang's answer was, "Because a spell has been cast on it~"

Tang San expressed doubts about this reason.

Unable to restrain himself, Tang San wanted to take apart the mechanism piggy to see what was going on. But...if he really did this, Meng Jiang would probably be angry, and he would definitely be the unlucky one.

So Tang San simply put the problem aside for the time being, put on new clothes and headed to the cafeteria, while the mechanism pig shouted "Tangtang" and followed him, making it almost impossible to think that this was just a mechanism.

Able to recognize people and know the road, this clever little pig is truly miraculous. Tang San felt that Xiaozhu's magic was almost as good as the Tang Sect's top hidden weapons - except that Xiaozhu's magic was not reflected in its powerful attack power.

Arriving at the cafeteria, Tang San's keen sense of smell had already detected the smell of chili peppers in the air. It was not strong, so it would not sting the nose, but had a fragrant aroma.

In a happier mood, Tang San smiled and greeted Dai Mubai and others who had come to the cafeteria long ago to wait for delicious food, and then walked into the kitchen, while he left the little piggy outside for "exclusive use" Everyone was watching and playing with it, "Be careful, don't break it."

Meng Jiang’s spicy escargot is ready. She didn't catch many snails this time, just enough to satisfy eight people.

Pointing to a small bowl full of food, Meng Jiang said, "Num, this is yours, the devil is so perverted."

"Okay, I'll serve you the food."

The meals were all served to the table, and everyone who had been driven out of the kitchen by Meng Jiang ruthlessly because of the aroma of the rice quickly picked up their chopsticks.

"Spicy snails, do you know how to eat them?" Meng Jiang tapped the tip of her chopsticks on the bowl of snails. In Douluo Continent, she has never seen anyone eating this kind of thing.

"I know how to eat." The little rabbit nodded eagerly. She had eaten all kinds of strange but delicious food in the first six years of her relationship with Meng Jiang.

"I didn't ask you." Meng Jiang smiled and nodded her forehead. His eyes swept over Dai Mubai and others. Seeing that everyone looked confused, he took out a toothpick and said, "I'll teach you."

Picking up a snail, Meng Jiang took out the dragon beard needle that Tang San had given her before from the pear velvet silk bag, injected it with soul power, and the golden ball stretched into the shape of a needle. Then she used a needle to open the snail's cap, and then picked up the snail meat, "You eat it like this, do you see clearly?"

"A Jiang..." Before anyone else could speak, Tang San spoke first, with a somewhat difficult tone, "If I'm not mistaken, the one you used as a toothpick was the dragon's beard needle I gave you, right?"

"Uh-huh~" Meng Jiang nodded matter-of-factly, and deliberately stretched out the dragon's whisker needle poking the snail flesh to Tang San's eyes to show him.

Tang San felt his heart throbbing a little.

New usage of dragon beard needle, get.

"I understand, I understand." As soon as Ma Hongjun learned how to eat it, he quickly picked up the snail meat with a toothpick and said, "Hiss—it's so spicy! But it's really delicious!"

With Ma Hongjun's "leading by example", the other girls who were afraid to do it due to the ingredients also started to try.

I have to say that although the ingredients are a bit strange, Meng Jiang’s craftsmanship is nothing to be said about.

"Hey, Xiaosan, why are you pretending to be serving yours alone? Is it any different from what we eat?" Dai Mubai asked curiously when he saw a separate bowl in front of Tang San.

"You will know if there is any difference after you try it." Meng Jiang smiled slyly and said slowly.

But Tang San smiled and said nothing, and just pushed his bowl forward.

Stretching out a hand, Oscar picked up the snail in front of Tang San and tasted it. Then he suddenly jumped up and looked for water. Meng Jiang leisurely stuffed the cold water he had prepared into his hand.

After downing a glass of water, Oscar could barely speak, "... Damn it, mistress, your bowl is too spicy, isn't it? I almost got sent away."

"This is the devilishly spicy flavor specially made by Ajiang for me." Tang San's tone was somewhat proud.

"Third brother...don't you find it spicy?" Ning Rongrong couldn't help but ask after seeing Oscar's performance just now.

"It's okay, I think it's just right." Tang San said without changing his expression after taking another bite of the specially made devilishly spicy escargot.

Turning the dragon's beard needle in his hand, Meng Jiang smiled maliciously, "Anyone who wants to try it can come and try it~"

Seeing Tang San's appearance, except for Little Rabbit, who had experienced the power of the devil's abnormal spicy food a long time ago, he would never be fooled. Everyone else didn't believe it could be so spicy, thinking it was just Oscar who couldn't eat spicy food.

So after a while, the canteen was filled with Shrek people who were so excited that they were jumping up and down looking for water.

Oscar held a glass of water and drank it slowly, then laughed and said, "You deserve it if you don't believe me, hahaha!"