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Wine and chat, beauty brings fun…

The night banquet at Wufeng’s Restaurant was arranged very well. Although it was a bit of an illusion of heavy agricultural metals for Tang Zheng, every dish and every ice cream were at least quite delicious.

People kept finding Tang Boyuan and the others to discuss cooperation with them on the West Street shop.

A group of people in Bailianfang were drinking and playing tricks with Xiaotang, and a group of rough men and a little beauty drank extremely happily...

Before the night banquet could end, Tang Boyuan and the others had to leave first because of other things.

Tang Zheng patted Tang Xiaotang on the shoulder: "Is that OK?"

"What...what happened?" Tang Xiaotang stood up, her half-drunk gaze was blurred and enchanting, and the two flushed glows on her face were as red as the thorny flowers tattooed on her waist.

"Okay, I've drunk too much." Tang Zheng smiled and took off the cup in her hand.

Strictly speaking, Tang Xiaotang is still a minor under the age of 18 and should be at the age of prohibiting alcohol.

However, it can be seen that she was very happy today, so Tang Zheng didn't stop her.

But he firmly stopped Xiao Lingling from holding the wine glass.

As a teacher, you still have to be a teacher!

"Since Master... Master said this, then... I won't drink it." Tang Xiaotang bowed to the men in Bailianfang, "I will gather again... again."

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say." When did the craftsmen in Bailianfang drink with such a beautiful girl, they immediately stood up and returned the gift.

All night passed quickly.

Ban Yilou was so happy that he caught Mo Feng and drank glasses after cup. He was afraid that something would go wrong when he was too old, Tang Zixie quickly found a reason and arranged for someone to send him back to Jubao Pavilion.

A "dagger test conference" has finally ended...

The guests in groups of three or three also went home one after another.

What ended was the social practice of the children of Tangjiabao...

Originally, the cause of this social practice was that Tang Zheng had to teach students while learning casting, and now his casting has been started. He used the money-piling tactic to smash Bailianfang and got the promise of Bailianfang to keep the promise, so there was no need to continue.

It was not dawn yet in the early morning.

The carriage prepared by Tang Zixie stopped at the door of Wufeng's restaurant. The shopkeeper of Wufeng's restaurant personally brought everyone from Tangjiabao into the car, and finally added with great sincerity: "Come again next time!"

The carriage on the return trip is the same as when it comes.

Tang Zheng and Azhi, Grandpa Gui, Tang Xiaotang and the Meng sisters, six people in a car.

"What will Master prepare to teach us after he goes back this time?" Tang Xiaotang leaned on the backrest of the carriage half drunk and asked Tang Zhengdao with a smile.

"Continue to talk about "Star Records of the Grand Historian"." Tang Zheng replied.

"Hmph, who said last time that "Star Records of the Grand Historian" was full of mistakes?" Azhi was still thinking about the fact that he was deceived by Tang Zheng before social practice.

Tang Zheng didn't say anything, but just patted him a full bookcase he placed next to him.

There was laughter and joy on the carriage on the return trip.

Tangjiabao is now in power in Wulong Town. As the children of Tangjiabao, each of them feels that a new life is coming.

Tang Xiaotang was talking to Tang Zheng first, but somehow turned to Xiaoling again. Finally, two loli, one big and one small, clapped and sang songs.

Soon, there were also response singing from other carriages in the convoy...

Tang Xiaotang drank a lot of wine today, so as she sang, her head tilted and she fell on Tang Zheng's shoulder and fell asleep in an instant.

Tang Zheng looked at her helplessly, and couldn't bear to push her.

"Um... Master..." Xiaotang was still muttering in a daze in Xiaotang's mouth.

"Hmm?" Tang Zheng replied, "I'm here."

"The Master...sweet, sweet."

"I'm sweet?" Tang Zheng was terrified.

"Puff, I guess this girl is still thinking about the ice cream I just ate." Meng Fenghua's cold smile floated up lightly. She took out a blanket from behind the back and put it on Xiaotang.

With a thorn, the little bell crawled into the blanket: "I want to sleep too."

Then, the little guy was not polite, so he lay on Tang Zheng's lap and found a comfortable position and went to bed like this.

The curtain of the carriage was not put down.

The stars shine in the sky before it is bright.

The cool breeze blew in from outside the car. Azhi shivered for a moment, took out a blanket, and wrapped himself into a caterpillar.

The starry sky outside the window of Tang Zheng is in a daze.

A starry sky that looked very similar to his previous life, but the earth shrouded in two completely different worlds...

However, he had a great time eating ice cream today!

"Well, I'll make the instant noodles next time." Tang Zheng thought while looking forward to a bright future.

Although this future is really a bit unpromising.

...

The carriage went from West Street to East Street, and then left Wulong Town.

Azhi looked at Tang Zheng and glanced at him several times.

Tang Zheng looked at him as he wanted to speak but stopped, and was both angry and funny: "If you want to say anything, I will not give up treatment for you because of the stupid questions you asked."

Azhi's face turned black again: "I heard from the craftsman in Bailianfang that the dagger you gave them is worth hundreds of taels of purple gold?"

Tang Zhengyi smiled: "If you want it, I will give you a handful too?"

"Who... who cares!" Azhi didn't mean that at all, "I'm surprised. Didn't you hold this dagger appraisal conference just to retaliate against Bailianfang, but why did you give them the daggers later? What exactly are you trying to do?"

When Meng Fenghua heard Azhi's question, he also glanced at Tang Zheng more.

From the beginning of tit-for-tat, to the later delivery of the dagger, to the end of drinking and having fun, the whole process is indeed a bit incomprehensible.

"Is it because of Lan Shaoze?" Meng Fenghua opened his red lips and asked softly.

"Well..." Tang Zheng nodded, "Yes, no, this dagger was originally intended to be given to Bailianfang, but... if Lan Shaoze had not made a fuss, it would not be so easy to deliver."

Azhi gave him a blank look: "Are you really sick? Why do you give it to Bailianfang?"

Tang Zheng asked, "Then what do you think I should do?"

"Of course, I will sprinkle all the bird energy they have given you back to them, and then sarcastically sarcastically, and then let them make a statement to keep the promise and let them get out!" Azhi replied.

Tang Zheng looked at him seriously, looked at him for a long time, and said, "Do I look like such a shallow person?"

Azhi looked at him.

Meng Fenghua looked at him.

Neither of them answered, but their eyes had betrayed their hearts.

Tang Zheng was speechless.

What was he casting this dagger for? He invited Lu Huang to Wulong Town and tailored a piece of secondary equipment for him!

If he really did it like Azhi, it would be hard to imagine that Lu Huang would make something for him after he came...

Maybe he could just throw out a folded stool.

"What do you think I gave me? Dagger?" Tang Zheng pointed Azhi's nose, "Shallow! Too shallow!"

"..." Azhi stared at him.

"Is there anything else?" Meng Fenghua asked uncertainly.

"Although Bailianfang offended me, I can't appreciate Bailianfang, their works, and their craftsmanship spirit? So, what I gave them is definitely not just a dagger!"

Meng Fenghua and Azhi looked at each other.

The two shook their heads together.

Azhi only has one feeling - this guy is definitely fooling him!

Tang Zheng stretched out a finger: "Of course, what you see is just a dagger. Because you don't understand the spirit of craftsmanship, or the pursuit of art house... And Bailianfang understands, they will understand that what I gave them is not just a dagger, but... sentiment! A great feeling! Do you know what sentiment is?"

"Cough cough cough cough cough cough..." Azhi almost choked by saliva.

"That's right, it's just that dagger that represents my hard-working spirit of casting, and represents my casting soul that regards money as dirt..."

Meng Fenghua and Azhi both looked dull.

What the hell?

The spirit of hard work in casting? It seems that most of the materials are processed by Ban Yilou?

It is true to regard money as dirt, but how can you start with the forged soul?

"What is feelings? Can you eat it?" The little bell in Tang Zheng's arms rubbed his sleepy eyes and asked in a daze.

"..." Tang Zheng retreated in an instant.
To be continued...