Empress: Living In The Mountains, My Daughter Praised Me As A God

Selling knives?

This wild-level master actually wants to buy my kitchen knife? Why is this?

Chu Mo looked confused and couldn't figure out the reason, but he still shook his head.

Not to mention that a broken kitchen knife would not fetch much, even if he could sell it, he would not be happy.

"No! This is the first time I made this knife. It took a lot of effort and the quality is not good. I can only make do with it myself."

"If I sell it to you or exchange it for you, wouldn't I be cheating you? This can't be done. I, Chu Mo, have always been honest!"

"Secondly... my own kitchen knife also broke, so... I'm sorry!"

Chu Mo said slightly apologetically.

He was mainly worried that this cultivator was so powerful that if he broke the garlic with his kitchen knife, he would be so angry that he would come back and kill him as a profiteer.

Hearing this, Zhao Dezhu sighed in disappointment.

I don't believe Chu Mo's reasons at all. Such a powerful magic weapon is just used?

How is that possible! It was obviously a tactful rejection of me!

Sure enough... I was just a little wishful thinking.

How could anyone else sell such a peerless magic weapon with blown hair and broken hair?

Leave it to me, my baby is so tight, it’s impossible for others to even ask me to take a look at it, let alone let them hold it and play with it!

As for snatching the knife away...he couldn't even think about it.

The opponent easily created such a treasure, and his strength was already devastating. If he didn't have absolute confidence, how would he dare to throw the magic weapon under the tree at will?

"It's a junior who's being rude. Only seniors can use such a good sword in this world!"

Seeing the other person's look of loss and frustration, Chu Mo touched his nose in embarrassment.

"I can see that you really want a kitchen knife, so we are destined to be together."

"How about this? Next time you come as a guest, I will give you a better one, just to make you a friend!"

"But you have to bring more wine, so I can enjoy this one!"

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Dezhu's eyes suddenly widened, and his eyeballs almost popped out.

Damn it! Did I hear that right?

The boss said he wanted to give me a better magic weapon, and also said he wanted to make friends with me?

hiss!

I, Zhao Dezhu, actually have the opportunity to become friends with such a master?

This is the greatest opportunity in my life!

Compared to being a friend of a big boss, what is a mere magic weapon?

Zhao Dezhu was so excited that his whole body was shaking. He didn't know where to put his hands because of his excitement.

I could only stand up and bow respectfully!

"Senior is so kind and kind, I will definitely remember it in my heart! I swear with the heart of Martial Dao."

"If anyone dares to offend my senior or his descendants in the future, I am determined to let him, no, let his family die without a burial place!"

Seeing that the other party was so happy, Chu Mo smiled happily.

This wild-level master is still very simple-minded and is easily satisfied.

A kitchen knife made him so happy. From now on, if I have the backing of a powerful man, who would dare to offend me?

"Hahaha! It's just a small thing, not worth mentioning! Let's cook first. Remember to cut the meat into larger pieces so that it tastes more exciting!"

After hearing Chu Mo's words, Zhao Dezhu happily picked up the knife and prepared to cut the wild boar meat in front of him.

But... when he was about to drop the knife, his eyes became a little more solemn.

The kitchen knife was like a bottomless pit, constantly devouring the power in his body.

Each cut was like a full blow, and the internal energy in Dantian was sucked away at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Sweat of exhaustion ran down his back.

Even after exhausting all his internal strength, the pork in front of him was only cut into half.

Chu Mo, who had finished peeling the beans on the other side, couldn't help but shake his head when he saw this scene.

This cultivator really doesn't touch Yang Chun Shui. He can cut people, but not vegetables?

Sure enough, there are specialties in the art industry, but it still depends on my own!

"Well... how about I do it myself!"

Hearing this, Zhao Dezhu did not refuse, he had indeed reached his limit.

After putting down the kitchen knife with difficulty, he staggered back several steps before weakly falling onto the stone bench.

Just when he was recovering from his breathing and movement, he found that the dry Dantian in his body had actually widened a bit!

Moreover, the realm that had not moved for a long time was actually loosened!

Feeling this change, Zhao Dezhu was stunned for a few seconds, and then suddenly realized!

"It turns out...senpai is giving me a chance to train me and train me in the name of chopping vegetables?"

"It's a pity that I, Zhao Dezhu, am so incompetent that I couldn't accept the opportunity presented to me. I really... feel ashamed of my seniors' cultivation!"

When I raised my head, I saw Chu Mo holding a kitchen knife and cutting wild boar meat quickly.

Zhao Dezhu was stunned!

Now he clearly felt the strength gap between the two.

The opponent held the magic weapon and waved it around with great ease, but he only cut it for a few minutes, and it seemed as if the essence in his body had been drained out.

Alas...the gap is obvious, Yinghuo and Haoyue!

Zhao Dezhu stood up with difficulty, his face full of guilt, and gave a big salute to Chu Mo!

"I am ashamed of myself, I failed to complete the task assigned by my senior! I have let my senior down, please punish me!"

Seeing the other person's self-blaming look, Chu Mo put the chopped meat into the bowl with a confused look on his face.

"Task? Oh, you mean cutting meat?"

"It's okay! Judging from your posture, you have never done this kind of work before, right? It will inevitably be a bit unfamiliar the first time, but you will find the trick after you try it a few times!"

"When to go deeper and when to go shallower, you will understand when the time comes!"

Chu Mo waved his hand disapprovingly and comforted.

Judging from the other party's performance, he realized that the quality of cooking has nothing to do with the depth of martial arts.

Not all practitioners are good cooks.

Hearing Chu Mo's words, Zhao Dezhu burst into tears of gratitude.

I didn't expect my senior to be so generous. Not only did he not punish me, he actually asked me to practice again next time!

This is simply a reinvention!

"The junior would like to thank the senior for his kindness in cultivating me!"

"What's the matter? It's just a little effort! You sit down for a while and I'll go to the kitchen to cook!"

Chu Mo held the prepared dishes and said hello before entering the kitchen.

However, Zhao Dezhu looked ashamed and quickly stood up and handed over his hands.

"Senior, no need! You have been so kind to me, but I have nothing to repay, junior. How about I just eat this meal next time?"

"Next time, I will bring a generous gift, so I won't feel so guilty when I eat it."

Zhao Dezhu's heart is as clear as a mirror. His senior was so kind to him. He not only gave him the Enlightenment Tea, but also allowed him to experience some magical weapons and cultivated him with all his heart.

He already owed a huge favor. If he stayed to eat again, it would really leave an impression that he didn't know how to advance or retreat.

This will be a big disadvantage to the future relationship between the two!

Chu Mo paused in his steps and turned his head in confusion.

"What's wrong? The food is ready, why don't you go home after eating?"

"No, no! Thank you for your kindness, senior. By the way, I heard from senior that there is no wine at home. Just now, I found some old wine in the storage space."

"How about...Senior, let's see if you like it?"

Zhao Dezhu smiled apologetically and went back with a cup of extremely valuable Enlightenment Tea.

If you stay for dinner, you will eat and drink, but you don't want to be a guest like this.

After that, he took out several large jars of mud-sealed wine from his storage bag and handed them to Chu Mo.

"Senior! I hope you don't dislike it!"