I’m Making Equipment In Wasteland

Jiang Liu:? ? ?

　　 Own teacher, what kind of tiger-wolf word is this!

　　 Jiang Liu looked to her side subconsciously. Sister Angelina's expression was quite strange. Angelina, who had always been poker-faced, had a blushing face and her eyes were erratic. On the other hand, Angela lowered her head shyly, but looked at Jiang Liu from time to time.

　　 What is Zhao Changan? I can roughly guess the relationship between the three of them based on their respective expressions.

　　 Zhao Changan was really amazed. I can’t tell. My apprentice seems to be honest, but he really has a good hand behind him.

　　 He gave a dry cough, put his hands behind his back and said, "It's so late, why did you bring people here?"

　　 Jiangliu shrugged and said in a joking tone: "I was kicked out and had no place to live, so I brought everyone to you, teacher."

　　 A gleam of light flashed in Zhao Changan's eyes after hearing this.

　　 He glanced at the three people behind Jiang Liu and said, "Okay, I have so many teachers in the room, so let's stay first."

　　 "Come with me, I will arrange a room for you." Zhao Changan continued.

　　 The inner courtyard of Zhao Changan is indeed very large. The Angelina sisters are arranged in the same room, while Martin and Jiang Liu are in separate rooms.

　　 "You use all the basic daily necessities in the room, so you can stay at ease." Zhao Changan looked at Jiang Liu, "You kid, come out with me."

　　 "Come on," Jiang Liu said quickly.

　　 In the middle hall, Zhao Changan waved his hand gently, and the purple clay teapot appeared in his hand, and the unique fragrance of tea was immediately diffused.

　　 His purple clay pot is quite strange, no matter when it is taken out, it seems that there is just made tea in it.

　　 Zhao Changan had a nice drink, and then he asked: "Let’s talk about it, what's the matter?"

　　In front of Zhao Changan, Jiang Liu now has no disguise, and he leaned back in a chair lazily.

　　 "What can be said is nothing more than a disagreement between the concepts of the two parties."

　　 Zhao Changan put down the purple sand pot and said, "Is that Wang Tianjiao?"

　　 "If I remember correctly, the reason why you were able to enter the 0860 dungeon a few months ago was because of this Wang Tianjiao, right?"

　　 Jiang Liu nodded and said: "Yes, but now, he kicked me out for the Nightingale team."

　　 After hearing this, Zhao Changan shook his head slightly and said: "Do I need the teacher to help you?"

　　 Although Zhao Changan used to be rather rude, but when he heard that his apprentice had been bullied, his first reaction was not to find out the reason, but to directly intend to take action.

　　 Zhao Changan's remarks made Jiang Liu's original boredom disappear a bit.

　　 He looked at Zhao Changan dumbly and said, "Forget it, sir, if this kind of thing requires you to take action, what is it?"

　　 Zhao Changan laughed loudly, he reached out his hand and touched Jiang Liu's head in relief.

　　 "It's okay, you kid still knows you can't bully others."

　　 Jiang Liu couldn't help but roll his eyes when he heard the words, and he was trying to test himself with the words just now.

　　 In the courtyard, the master and apprentice sat in the pavilion, and Zhao Changan took out a bottle of white wine from his space installation for an unprecedented time.

　　 "We, master and apprentice, have a drink? Will you? If you can't, I won't give it. You will ruin the province."

　　 Zhao Changan's face was covered with the word distressed, and Jiang Liu's mouth twitched slightly when he saw it.

　　 Stingy, my teacher is really stingy, a dignified S-level professional, but he couldn't bear to take out even a bottle of wine, which is strange.

　　 But you want to say that Zhao Changan is really stingy, Mercurial Tears, a priceless thing like Mercury Tears, just give it away...

　　 Jiangliu looked at the tabletop. The bottle of white wine that Zhao Changan took out was quite familiar, with a turquoise glass bottle, a red wine cap, and the faintly five Chinese characters Beijing Erguotou.

A trace of nostalgia flashed in Jiang Liu’s eyes, Erguotou in Beijing. He often saw this thing in his previous life. Every summer night, the breeze accompanied the cicadas. The second and third elders wore vests. It's a few hours.

　　 "Then come here." Jiang Liu always refused to come.

　　 Zhao Changan smiled when he saw it, and when he flipped his hands, two wine cups appeared in his hands.

　　 He carefully unscrewed the bottle cap, and the mellow and long fragrance of wine immediately rushed into his face.

　　 "This is a wine from the old age. It's not uncommon for it to be so well-preserved. Your kid found a treasure this time."

　　 Zhao Changan said, pour a small half into the wine cup.

　　 "Tsk tsk, look, this wine is already pictured."

　　 Zhao Changan picked up the wine cup while sighing, and after taking a sip, his comfortable eyes narrowed slightly.

　　 "Teacher, let me tell you, this life is unsatisfactory, no one knows what the future will be like."

　　 "But as a human being, we must be cautious in the face of controllable things, and we must be optimistic in the face of uncontrollable things."

　　 Jiang Liu picked up the wine cup and raised his neck. The wine poured into his throat, as if it was burning with fire, but the rich aroma of the wine made his tongue grow.

　　 "Teacher, don't give me poisoned chicken soup, no one understands the principle, but I am afraid that there are not many that can really do it, right?"

　　 Zhao Changan rolled his eyes. This looked like he was middle-aged. The old man, who was more than 100 years old, continued to fill himself.

　　 "Okay, let's talk about something else. You have been to Fight Club. Tell me, what do you think?"

　　Mentioned Fight Club~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Jiang Liu put down the glass.

　　 "Teacher, I don't understand why the front-line executives would allow such a club to exist."

　　Zhao Changan is self-sufficient. He raised his head and glanced at Jiang Liu and said, "If you want the answer, don't come up and just ask me. You think about it before you talk."

　　 Zhao Changan fell into deep thought. After a while, he continued: "Teacher, the military should intervene in the strength behind the fight club."

　　Zhao Changan put down the wine glass and said deeply, "Go on, what other thoughts does your kid have?"

　　 Jiangyanu got up and circled around the pavilion.

　　 "If there is military intervention in this, then everything can be explained."

　　 Jiang Liu said in his eyes: "The military indulges fighting clubs, secretly trades for profit, and at the same time can provide a place for fighters to vent their desires and improve their fighting skills."

　　 Zhao Changan raised his eyes to Jiang Liu and said, "Has the answer half right, is there any more?"

　　 "Contradictions are localized? With Fight Club, the internal conflicts of the military can also be resolved here, reducing internal friction to some extent."

　　 Zhao Changan nodded with satisfaction: "Go on, what about the disadvantages?"

　　 Jiangliu still circles the pavilion, his pace is getting faster and faster, and his brain is running fast at this moment.

　　 "The drawbacks, if you want to talk about the drawbacks, it is unnecessary consumption. The soldiers who were supposed to be on the front line died tragically in the hands of their comrades. At the same time, it also intensified the contradictions between the two sides to some extent."