I’m Making Equipment In Wasteland

Jiang Liu:? ? ?

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

Jiang Liu subconsciously looked at her side, Angelina sisters' expressions were 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 Zhao Changan is? I can roughly guess the relationship between the three of them just through their respective expressions.

Zhao Changan was really amazed, he couldn't tell, his apprentice seemed to be honest, but he really had a good hand behind him.

He gave a dry cough, put his hands behind his back and said, "How come you have brought people here so late?"

Jiang Liu shrugged and said in a joking tone: "I was kicked out and there was no place to live, so I brought everyone to you, Teacher."

There was a glimmer of light 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 internal area of ​​Zhao Changan's courtyard is indeed very large. 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 pot appeared in his hand, and suddenly a peculiar fragrance of tea permeated.

His purple clay pot is quite strange, no matter when it is taken out, there seems to be freshly brewed tea in it.

Zhao Changan had a nice drink before asking, "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 Chang'an was rather rude in the past, he heard that his apprentice was being bullied.

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

He looked at Zhao Changan with a dumbfounded smile and said, "Forget it, teacher, if this kind of thing requires you to take action, what is it?"

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

"It's okay, you kid still knows that 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 liquor from his space installation for the first time.

"We, master and apprentice, have a drink? Will you? If you don'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 even take out a bottle of wine, which is strange.

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

Jiang Liu 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 five big characters of Beijing Erguotou faintly on the bottle.

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 over 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 an old age wine. It's not uncommon for it to be so well-preserved. Your kid has picked it up this time."

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

"Tsk tusk, take a 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 very 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 burning with fire, but the rich aroma made his tongue grow.

"Teacher, don't give me poisoned chicken soup. Who doesn't understand the principle, but I am afraid that there are not many that can really do it, right?"

Zhao Changan rolled his eyes. It 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?"

Speaking of Fight Club, Jiang Liu put down his 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~www.wuxiaspot.com~What other thoughts does your kid have?"

Jiang Liu got up and circled around the pavilion.

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

A gleam of light flashed in Jiang Liu's eyes: "The military connives fighting clubs and secretly trades to earn profits. At the same time, it can provide a place for soldiers to vent their guns and improve their fighting skills."

Zhao Changan raised his eyes to look at Jiang Liu and said, "Half the answer is correct, is there any more?"

"Localized contradictions? With Fight Club, the internal conflicts of the military can also be resolved here, reducing internal friction to a certain extent."

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

Jiang Liu was still circling around the pavilion, his pace was getting faster and faster, and his brain was running fast at this moment.

"Disadvantages, if you want to talk about abuses, it is unnecessary consumption. The fighters 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."