I am rich in the fairy world

Chapter 1128: Repairing the Tripod
When the boss heard this, he realized that this was not just pretending and that he was a real expert.

"My grandfather's grandfather left this to me. At that time, my family sold cooked meat. The cauldron was broken, so we couldn't sell cooked meat and could only sell raw meat. I wanted to fix it and go back to my ancestors' old business. But they said it couldn't be fixed, saying it wasn't the craftsmanship here."

Hearing him say this, Hu Qing pushed himself in and took a closer look. Suddenly he realized, "Boss, it can't be repaired. This tripod is not an ordinary tripod."

The boss was confused: "What? Is it some precious tripod?"

Hu Qing motioned him to jump in as well, and pointed out the patterns on the inner wall of the tripod to him: "These are not randomly carved. They are special formations that only people who are proficient in the art of eating can make to increase the aroma of food and lock in energy."

Still saying this?

The boss was excited: "My grandfather's grandfather said that as long as I have this tripod, my family's business will not fail." Then he was annoyed, "My grandfather had a fight with his wife and accidentally broke this tripod."

Hu Qing blinked and said, "This daughter-in-law of your grandfather is not your grandmother, right?"

The boss slapped the back of his head and said, "Can my wife fix it?"

Hu nodded lightly: "It just so happens that I can."

"Oh, I really am--what do you need, ma'am? As long as you can fix this tripod, I'm willing to give you half of my shop."

The boss calculated carefully. He made much more money selling cooked meat than raw meat. As long as this cauldron was repaired, this stall would be of little use. He still had two more.

Why did Hu Qing want his stall? The two of them agreed on a price and they were both satisfied.

"Go fix it at my house, it's too noisy here."

Hu Qing said that it would be fine here. The craftsmanship of refining this cauldron was ordinary, and the difficult part was to repair the array pattern on it. But for her, it was not difficult. It could be done in one day.

The boss simply closed the partition of the meat stall in the front, and left the meat collection shop in the back open, allowing Hu Qing to help.

Su Shan could not help. Seeing that he was so elegant, the boss did not dare to neglect him, and specially found the cleanest place and took out the cleanest chair for him to sit on.

Su Shan felt embarrassed. Looking at Hu Qing, who had tied up her skirt and was touching the tripod all over, he felt that there was a huge gap between the two of them at this moment - Qingqing was so capable.

Hu Qing is very capable. She can not only repair the tripod, but also gossip: "Boss, you have to remove the outer layer of pulp. You can repair it after it is repaired. It will be difficult to repair it if you don't remove it. What's the story between the young lady outside and the pretty boy just now?"

The boss didn't think she had ulterior motives. He knew she was a professional as soon as he started working, so he said, "Go ahead. I'll keep her. That young lady has a gigolo. Everyone in this area knows it."

Hu Qing picked up a round-headed brush. The bristles on it were very thin metal blades, flexible and sharp, specially designed to remove stubborn objects from hard objects. With one brush, a piece of the epidermis fell off.

"tell me the story."

The boss stared at the peeling area, and was confused when he saw the original color and pattern inside: This is what it looks like.

"Oh, it's about a young lady who was blinded by beauty and cut off her own flesh to support a gigolo. Well, she was young and was fooled. Now she is about to lose her life. Her father and mother are honest people. They brought up the child well. The couple used to work for me, but they were all gone after something happened. The child is the head of the family, and she has little experience. How can there not be problems? The big-tailed sheep has been eyeing her for a long time. She is not the only one. There are two other young ladies in the neighborhood who are in the same condition and they are supporting her."

Hu Qing said, "What kind of sheep? Does it look good?" "It does look good," the boss couldn't help but look at Su Shan, coughing, "It's not that good-looking. It can only fool young ladies who have never seen the world. It's a big-tailed Han sheep, a Han sheep, you know it, right?"

Hu Qingzhen knew: "That thing is good-looking. The tail of the Han sheep is one of the delicacies and a famous dish!"

The boss slapped his thigh and gave a thumbs-up, then looked at Hu Qing again: "My wife is also a gourmet expert."

Hu chuckled and patted his men: "Otherwise we can fix this."

Boss: "Han sheep are very gluttonous. Most families cannot afford to raise them. The essence of the sheep is in their tails. We in this business know this well. The price of the pretty boy's tail is enough for several young ladies to eat for a hundred years. Well, it depends on whether you are willing to fight or not. For the sake of her parents, I will give her a few words of warning. If she doesn't want to listen, then forget it. Everyone has his own destiny."

Hu Qing agreed: "No one cares about the tail?"

She is very concerned.

Boss: "There are many people who are interested in him. The pretty boy is very happy that he has a few young ladies to support himself, but there are more people waiting for him to fatten his tail than just the few he knows. In this meat market - there are at least 70 or 80 families."

Hu Qing nodded: "This is normal. I thought there were more rules here."

The boss stared at her for a few seconds and laughed: "The rules don't apply to people who keep to themselves."

That means that if weak people want to live long, they have to unite with people of the same kind to form a strong group. Benefits are divided within the group, and they have two different standards for internal and external use.

Seeing that her subordinates were not delayed in their work, the boss was happy to tell her some gossip: "They are all Han sheep, but Daweizi in the street ahead is different. It is said that the two have some relationship in their ancestors. Daweizi is smart. When he was still a little boy, he found a reliable butcher shop to reserve his tails. Relying on the power of the butcher shop, he raised his tails to perfection. He sold them for a large sum of money, moved out of his ancestral house and married a wife. It seems that his life is tight, but it is safe. He sells his tails as soon as they grow a little bit of oil, and never keeps any more. His children also reserve their tails early. It is safe."

Hu Qing understood: "The pretty boys are waiting for a good price. The big boys are living a down-to-earth life. Boss, we have so many people here who make a living by selling their own products?"

Boss: "The demons and monsters have strong self-healing abilities, so growing and selling the horns and nails themselves is also a good business. If you don't sell them, you'll have to throw them away, so you might as well exchange them for some money. Humans are at a disadvantage in this regard, so there are the most humans in the slums."

He added: "But humans are smart and good at accounting. There are also some delicate jobs that humans are good at. Not far from my home, there is an old accountant who has several daughters, and they all married well..."

The boss started talking more and more, and Hu Qing's work became more and more outstanding. After scraping and cleaning the entire tripod, Hu Qing took out the furnace and materials. The materials were very common, so she was not stingy in taking them out.

The boss stared with his eyes wide open as he watched her melt the materials into a soft board, then paste the bottom with her hands, smearing it back and forth like playing with mud, then cool it down with ice on both sides, and then carve patterns, carving and burning at the same time.

When carving the patterns, the boss widened his eyes even more, was too nervous to speak, and made an "oh" sound from time to time.

No wonder others can’t repair it. It turns out that the patterns are different. If you don’t understand this, it’s useless to just carve down according to the pattern above.

"Okay, boss, give it a try." Hu tapped the round tripod lightly, and the shiny body of the tripod made a pleasant low hum.

The boss was very excited: "Try it here? Okay, I have meat - but no seasoning - I'll ask someone to send it over right away -"

The boss remembered the recipe for cooking meat very clearly. He sent out the message, and bags of spices and seasonings arrived with his mother.

It didn't take long for the faint aroma of cooking meat to waft out, gradually becoming stronger until it was overbearing.