Mortal Mirror

Li Ergou was pondering when he heard Liu Danao, with his croaking voice, shouting loudly at Li Ergou: "Ergouzi, hurry up and help! Master wants to eat noodles; quickly help bring the dishes up."

Li Ergou arrived in the kitchen and, my heavens, the landlord was really splurging today! Usually, that guy would use chopsticks to savor a salted duck egg for three days.

But today, it was great. Not to mention the large fish and meat dishes, there was actually chicken, duck, and fish! The fragrant smell was so tempting that his mouth watered.

He hurriedly picked up a fragrant roasted chicken and walked out.

Liu Danao saw him walking in a hurry and quickly shouted, straining his voice: "You rascal, slow down! If you spill it, see if Master doesn't skin you alive."

"Got it, got it."

Li Ergou walked quickly, but instead of taking the food directly to the main hall, he took a detour. He took out the bronze mirror and threw the roasted chicken, along with the plate, into it. Large items like sheep take longer; the roasted chicken had barely been thrown in when two plates of roasted chicken came out.

Li Ergou was overjoyed. He threw the copied roasted chicken, along with the plate, into the bronze mirror to store it.

Then, he happily carried the roasted chicken into the main hall.

In this way, every dish that passed through his hands was copied. Just as he was about to slip away after serving the dishes, he was stopped by the eldest young master, Huang Batian.

Huang Batian looked at Li Ergou and frowned, saying, "Who are you?"

"I'm Li Ergou, young master. Don't you remember me?"

"Li Ergou? Such a common name. Just you, don't leave. Pour wine for us, gentlemen."

Li Ergou cursed inwardly, but naturally, he didn't dare to object.

The landlady snorted and glared at Li Ergou, very disgusted. But since her eldest son had spoken, she naturally couldn't chase Li Ergou away, as that would make her eldest son lose face.

It could be seen that everyone in the landlord's family, a dozen people in all, were in the main hall. The daughters ate with their heads down, not saying a word. Huang Batian took a large gulp of wine and began to talk about how he was doing at the martial arts academy, spattering saliva and talking non-stop.

When he got excited, he couldn't help but wave his arms in the air, making the air whoosh.

Ergouzi also learned something at this moment: the eldest young master would be taking the county exam next year. Once he passed and became a martial arts master, he could become a constable in the county government.

With this identity, not to mention anything else, the landlord, as Huang Batian's father, could completely walk sideways in the town.

The reason it wasn't in the county was because there were even more powerful officials in the county. Those officials also had children and fathers.

Li Ergou was also listening with great interest. He didn't know that the outside world was like this. He did remember the most important sentence: if you want to make a name for yourself, you must go to the county and take an official position.

After the meal, Liu Ergou cleaned up the dishes and was about to leave when Huang Batian suddenly stopped Li Ergou. "Ergouzi, stop right there."

Li Ergou was puzzled. He hadn't provoked this ancestor; what did he want to do?

He turned to look at Huang Batian, pointing at himself with a puzzled expression. "Young master, are you calling me?"

Huang Batian nodded, spraying wine fumes. "Yes, I'm talking about you. Tomorrow, you, Tiedan, Lao Wangba, and Sizai will all come and practice boxing with me. Remember, if you're late, I'll break your dog legs."

With that, he was drunkenly helped away.

Damn it, Li Ergou cursed in his heart, but there was nothing he could do at the moment.

Back in his room, the more he thought about it, the angrier and more depressed he became. He directly took out the copied roasted chicken and ate it all in one go, feeling much better.

It must be said that Liu Danao's craftsmanship was not bad. The food was more delicious with saltiness. He should find a chance to copy some seasonings from the kitchen, otherwise, the flavor would be half gone.

After eating, he began to ponder. This young master was extremely fierce. He had heard many stories about his fights. It was said that he was extremely ruthless. Once he grabbed you, he wouldn't let go until he beat you to a pulp. Looking at his large frame, he would beat you to death if he caught you.

Practicing boxing was just getting beaten up. Fortunately, he had been beaten since he was a child. Although his body was thin, he could withstand it. The others, may they have good fortune.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but take out a plate of braised carp. This was a good thing, with a fragrant smell. He ate it ravenously, even chewing the bones and swallowing them, feeling satisfied. He constantly praised in his heart that this bronze mirror was really a good thing.

With a trace of worry, he fell asleep.

As the sun rose, the first ray of sunlight shone into the courtyard. Li Ergou, Tiedan, Lao Wangba, and Sizai all arrived in the main hall of the landlord's house.

What Li Ergou didn't expect was that in front of them was a bucket of white rice. The fragrance of the rice could be smelled from far away.

Just as he was wondering, Huang Batian came out from the back hall. He saw them and said coldly, "Eat more. You'll be practicing boxing with me later. If you don't have the strength, it won't be fun to fight. Eat all the rice in the bucket, otherwise, everyone will be punished."

Li Ergou was dumbfounded. He had heard of forcing this and forcing that, but he had never heard of forcing people to eat.

Before, he wouldn't have dared to imagine that one day he could eat rice all the time. Now everyone was polite, usually eating chaff and vegetables, where had they eaten this good stuff.

The four of them very tacitly picked up their chopsticks and started eating, no one speaking, they really couldn't bother.

It was a pity that Huang Batian was sitting there watching, otherwise, he would have had to copy it outside, he felt that he was losing a lot.

A bucket of rice for four people was not a big problem. Li Ergou ate five bowls of rice with the tip, and he still felt that he had more to eat. In fact, he himself was a little confused, since he got the treasure mirror, his appetite had increased a lot.

Huang Batian saw that everyone had eaten all the rice, and then very satisfied with everyone a wave, let everyone follow him to go.

Bypassing the main hall, passing the patio, he took everyone to the backyard, there is a dozen feet wide of the open space, paved with half a foot thick of the stone, standing some wooden stakes, and a few people high sandbags, this is the young master's practice place, luxurious.

Tiedan, a height of one meter nine, the son of the village blacksmith, is immensely powerful, and it is rumored that he can carry a stone roller of three hundred pounds.

Sizai, is relatively thin, one meter seven tall, pointed mouth monkey cheeks, eyes always flashing bright light, a very shrewd look. This guy is not strong, is running fast, the body is very flexible, people gave the nickname "skinny monkey."

Lao Wangba, one meter six tall, dark, hands full of calluses, which is generated by years of labor, he is thirty years old, a proper standard farmer, muscular, very a lot of strength, the reason why called Lao Wangba, is because his wife full of Tunzi recruit man.

But this guy is very recognized, because that, can bring him silver.