Infinite Beast Control: The Starting Pet Is A Stone

The orangutan turmoil in Ming Mansion has just passed, but Ming Mansion has already returned to its former appearance. Because Mingfu once again proved one thing to everyone, the Fufu Sect still cannot get any advantage in Mingfu. Therefore, not only are there not fewer people coming to Ming Mansion, but there are also many more.

It’s still that deserted northeast corner. When he came here, Fu Han first took a look at the gunsmith's workshop. Fortunately, this time there was a craftsman lying on the bed covered with old furs. He was resting, covering his eyes with his sleeve as a blindfold.

On the opposite side, Aunt Xiao still had a quiet temperament and was seriously handling the jewelry in her hands.

Fu Han was not in a hurry to find the gunsmith who was taking a nap, so he walked towards Aunt Xiao's small workshop.

Hearing someone coming, Aunt Xiao looked up and said, "My order list is already full. I won't accept the job for three years... Please find another jeweler."

As expected of a great craftsman, the order has been scheduled for three years!

At this time, Fu Han smiled and said, "I have an appointment!"

Aunt Xiao was stunned, took off her craftsman glasses and said, "I've never seen you before. Who did you make the appointment with?"

Fu Han took off his bamboo hat and gauze scarf and said, "I am Fu Han!"

Aunt Xiao squinted her eyes for a long time, and finally saw a bit of Fu Han's outline on the uncle's face. Then I realized that many information dealers had been kicked out before. And Fu Han was from the secret sect, so he came in in disguise.

"Ah! It's you, Brother Han!"

Fu Han chuckled and said, "It's me, Aunt Xiao. Last time when I went to the second floor, I ran into the orang rot incident, and I didn't even have time to say goodbye to you."

"It's not your fault, bring it with you, bring it with you... don't get discovered!" Aunt Xiao quickly raised her hand to signal Fu Han to put the scarf on: "It's the people from the Defense Department who are unreasonable, and the whole world knows that you are The Hidden Sect and the Fufu Sect are sworn enemies. It turned out that Fufu was clearly causing trouble, but they drove your people out. Now many craftsmen cannot find materials and are so anxious that they make noises in the Defense Department every day!"

Hearing this, Fu Han quickly flattered him and said, "Does Aunt Xiao have any missing materials? I can think of a solution for you?"

"I'm not in a hurry. It's okay to wait for a year and a half. But have you found your time and space gem?"

I would say Aunt Xiao is good. Not forgetting what he promised, Fu Han took out the key to the treasure house from his arms and said: "I found the time and space gem, but Aunt Xiao, you can't delay the materials you want. What do you need, make a list for me, I will Send someone to find it for you."

"Okay, okay, I'll listen to you." Aunt Xiao took the bracelet, took a look at it, and murmured: "The key...it's really yours! Okay, we'll talk about this later."

As she said that, Aunt Xiao put the space-time gem aside, then looked at Fu Han and said with a smile, "Let's make noodles again today? I have to learn it hard!"

Fu Han nodded and said, "No problem, I'll teach you!"

Aunt Xiao smiled: "Okay, let me borrow the stove."

After saying this, she immediately stood up and walked towards the workshop opposite.

…

The gunsmith's surname was Cheng, and Fu Han heard Aunt Xiao call him Lao Cheng. Lao Cheng hasn't stopped complaining since he was woken up by Aunt Xiao.

"If you want to use it, you can use it. What did you ask me to do?...Don't you know how to order it? Didn't you light it last time?...Oh, I won't eat it if I don't want it, what are you talking about?"

After a few words of complaint, Aunt Xiao's anger was also ignited. Her face turned cold and she glared and cursed: "You keep talking nonsense!?"

Seeing Aunt Xiao's cold eyebrows, Old Cheng immediately gave up. Although he was not completely cowardly, he only dared to whisper in a low voice. He ignored Aunt Xiao and followed Aunt Xiao's instructions to light the fire.

"Huh!" Aunt Xiao also snorted coldly and turned back.

Seeing that Fu Han was suppressing a smile, she quickly stepped forward and took Fu Han to find some flour. She also warned him, "Don't laugh! Be careful that he holds a grudge and doesn't help you repair your gun!"

Fu Han quickly nodded obediently and suppressed his smile.

What's interesting is that Aunt Xiao has a lot of gems here, many of them randomly placed on the table. But the flour is packed in a beautiful wooden box. It’s not a question of whether it’s precious or not. Aunt Xiao believes that gems will not attract insects, but flour will. Naturally, it should be stored well, otherwise how can you eat noodles that have been crawled by insects?

After finding the flour, Aunt Xiao cleared a place and put a clean wooden board on it for Fu Han to knead the dough.

Although she had just finished killing Lao Cheng, she did not forget to warn him: "Lao Cheng's appetite is no worse than yours, you have to knead him one more portion according to your appetite!"

"Okay! Aunt Xiao, if you want to make it yourself next time, remember to make the noodles in a ratio of one part water to three parts noodles."

"Oh! Core data!" Aunt Xiao felt like she had found a treasure. She took out an inscription device for recording and wrote down what Fu Han said.

At this time, Lao Cheng had also lit the fire and came over. After hearing the conversation between the two, he said coldly: "No need to prepare it for me, I won't eat it."

Only then did Fu Han see clearly the appearance of the gunsmith. He immediately recalled that day on the third floor. When he went to investigate the situation in the Corruption Sect's animal pen, he happened to be surrounded by the warden and the people from the Defense Department.

At that time, many combat craftsmen came. Among them was a combat craftsman with exoskeleton prostheses and two spears. Fu Han couldn't help but take a second look. Looking at it now, isn't that the engineer? No wonder he was nowhere to be seen that day. It turned out that he was on a mission.

However, Aunt Xiao didn't know his whereabouts that day, and it didn't seem that Aunt Xiao deliberately concealed it. Could it be that Aunt Xiao didn't know that he was a combat craftsman?

It's possible, this is Ming Mansion after all. When kneading noodles, the ratio of water to noodles is one to three, which will be regarded as core data by a great craftsman. Whatever strange things happen, it's not surprising at all.

Fu Han's stunned look became a embarrassment in Aunt Xiao's eyes. So she said: "Brother Han, you don't need to pay attention to him, just do as I say."

Fu Han came to his senses and said "Oh".

"Oops!" Lao Cheng was also helpless. He approached Aunt Xiao in two steps and whispered in a low voice: "What's wrong with you? Is this what you said, a child of the secret sect? Isn't he older than me? Is he still a child? "

Fu Han rubbed his face on the side and complained in his heart: "I should look younger than you no matter what, right?!...Forget it, just think that he is complimenting me on my disguise."

"Don't you know that all the news dealers have been kicked out? Brother Han suffered a terrible disaster last time, so he has to disguise himself this time?"

Fu Han said in his heart: "That is really not an unreasonable disaster, it is not unjust..."

"You... knowingly knew that the Defense Department thought they were dangerous and drove them away! Are you still waiting to eat noodles? Aren't you afraid of him poisoning you?"

Fu Han said in his heart: "Hey, this is a patient with severe persecution paranoia!"

"Hmph!" Aunt Xiao said angrily: "It's obvious that the Defense Department is unreasonable, but there is no evidence to exclude people out of thin air! Why are you as unreasonable as them?! Come on, come on, let him poison me!"

"Can you please stop trusting strangers so easily?"

"Hmph! I'm better at judging people than you are. You're a stranger to me, but I'm not a stranger to you! Stop talking nonsense! Go find me a dining car quickly and ask for two portions of beef stew and three portions of vegetable soup... Brother Han, are these enough?"

Fu Han said: "It's best to have four portions of vegetable soup... If you usually make it for two people, just two portions of soup and one portion of meat."

"Oh!" Aunt Xiao urged Lao Cheng to leave, while she was busy writing down the recipes.

Lao Cheng had no choice but to frown and leave. Unexpectedly, he was stopped by Aunt Xiao again: "If you dare to go to the Defense Department to report, don't say that I know you in the future!"

"How is that possible..." Old Cheng sighed and walked away with his hands behind his back.

Aunt Xiao turned around to look at Fu Han, and then said with relief, "It's okay, he's not that kind of person."

Fu Han chuckled: "It doesn't matter, I didn't do anything bad. If you are discovered by chance, the worst case scenario is that you will be expelled. I'll just come in with a different face in two days."

Aunt Xiao smiled and nodded.

…

By the time Lao Cheng came back with a pile of food boxes, Fu Han had already entered the noodle-cutting stage. He used his knife to demonstrate it to Aunt Xiao, but he didn't dare to let her use it on her own.

"This knife is never suitable. It's too long, too sharp, and too heavy. I'll ask the engineer to make you a blunter and lighter one, and I'll draw you a rough drawing. Then you can just...sharpen it like this. No, just stand closer and don’t be too obsessed with shape, thickness or anything else at first, you can actually eat it.”

Aunt Xiao listened and memorized, and studied very seriously.

Lao Cheng looked at it for a while, then smacked his lips and said, "That's it... for you to show off your amazing skills?"

In fact, Fu Han had a guilty conscience. This was indeed a small trick, and Aunt Xiao noticed it.

Aunt Xiao glared at him and said, "If you can, come on!"

Lao Cheng curled his lips and said: "Don't remember it, I understand it. Later I will make you a robotic arm that will automatically cut it!"

"Master Cheng, that kind of knife-sliced ​​noodles has no soul!" Fu Han complained in his heart, but did not dare to say it with his mouth.

But Aunt Xiao said disdainfully: "It's about standardization of the process again. The length, thickness, and shape of the knife-shaped noodles are consistent?... Do you make them? I won't go to a restaurant? Do you understand? If this noodles is delicious, it is delicious. Each bite is different and tastes different!"

Lao Cheng pondered for a while and said: "Isn't this simple? When the time comes, the swing value of my blade movement will be set to be random within a certain range, so that the length and thickness will be different!"

Hearing this, Fu Han was also stunned. It sounded very advanced. This is Ming Mansion after all. Maybe that machine can really carve out soulful noodles?

…

After the noodles were cooked, Fu Han chatted with Aunt Xiao and ate slowly.

Lao Cheng was in trouble. After tasting a little, he started eating faster and faster, and drank up all the soup in a short time! Fu Han even suspected that he opened his mouth and poured the large bowl of noodles into his stomach!

The feeling was not obvious when eating. When the soup was gone, Lao Cheng realized that he was full. After getting up and opening the partition, he said: "To be fair, it tastes good. But most of this is made by others, and the logistics team's contribution is not small!"

Although the words don't sound good, they are objective facts, and Fu Han agrees: "It's true... without the green vegetables and beef stew, this bowl of noodles would lose most of its color."

Lao Cheng smiled and said: "But you have some skills. You have such exquisite thoughts on matching, and you can be considered a good eater. I will make the noodle slicer later, so you can eat it often!"

At this time Aunt Xiao said: "No need to do it, I can peel it!"

"Oh, how much trouble do you have with peeling? Just make a noodle peeler and that will solve the problem!"

"No! I just want to do it myself! Don't be idle after you finish eating. Brother Han's spear is broken. It's made of star steel. Show him if it can be repaired."

When Lao Cheng heard this, he was also stunned: "Star Steel? Where is it?"

The gunsmiths all asked questions, and Fu Han quickly put down the bowl and carefully took out the black gun from the treasure box.

"This is Star Steel?! Are you kidding me?!"

Lao Cheng just glanced at the black gun and immediately started shouting...