The pork butcher is smoother than a pig butcher!

Chapter 515 Fu Bao Sees Something Strange

I was just saying that kids get harder to manage as they get older.

The youngest in the family, he also failed to give his parents any peace of mind.

Regardless of whether it snows outside every few days, children are not afraid of the cold at all.

No matter how big the house is, it's not enough for him to squander.

If I don't burn off my excess energy outside every day, I won't be able to rest at home.

In Ganluchuan New City, Fu Bao is the most beloved member of the group.

Needless to say, his status in the household was always high. Whenever he went out, his elder brother and several servants would accompany him, making him a true "little brother".

He had already explored all of Ganluchuan New City. That day, while wandering around, the little guy overheard several shop assistants talking in front of a store:
"Have you heard? Those foreign craftsmen who were bought are paid the highest wages in the entire Kansai region! I wonder what real skills they have!"

"After they were sent to the workshop, they never showed their faces again. People who heard about them said that foreigners look different from us. They have red hair, green eyes, and skin as white as snow."

"I've also heard people say that foreigners have a foul odor because they don't bathe, and the smell can be suffocating if you're close by!"

"Tsk tsk, it's not your place to look down on them. We'll know if they're really capable in a year or two. Just the fact that that craftsman named Hafs made a hand-cranked sock machine proves that their high salary isn't for nothing!"

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The foreign craftsmen that the shop assistants were talking about have been dominating the trending topics list for the past two months since they were brought back to Ganluchuan.

The General's Mansion has no rules against criticizing people.

Dou Dingfu had vaguely heard that many foreigners had come to Ganluchuan, but he had never seen anything like this in the four years since his child was born.

All I could read in my ears was red hair and green eyes.

It sounds much more interesting than his sister's long-haired cat.

My child wants to see it!
He also used his rudimentary earth-elemental ability to create a visual obstruction for the servants accompanying him, and then took his elder brother to watch the foreigners.

And then.

A little bean and a mouse crawled through a hole they had just dug into a clockwork workshop.

The watchmaking workshop has thirty master craftsmen, plus their descendants, totaling about one hundred people.

Their wives and daughters lived in a secluded living area inside the workshop.

The hole that Fu Bao and his older brother crawled through happened to be in the most inconspicuous corner of the residential area.

He rolled around in the snow and climbed through holes in the wall. His little face was dirty and his brocade robe was wrinkled. If it weren't for his cute and chubby face, he would have been mistaken for a little beggar.

The little beggar was completely unaware of his surroundings.

I've never been to this workshop before, it's so interesting!

Suddenly, his nose twitched: "It smells so good, brother, can you smell it? What is this fragrance?"

King Atu pointed with his paw, and the aroma of burning flesh was not far away.

Fu Bao's eyes lit up. There were six children who looked two or three years older than him, sitting in a circle with their bottoms sticking out, tending to a fire.

Fu Bao, who is never shy, quickly joined the group of children: "Wow, what are you grilling? It smells so good!"

The baby has never seen such dark, muddy balls before. You should let the baby try them.

His eyes were fixed on the dark, muddy balls, and he didn't notice that these children were different from the ones he used to play with.

After receiving no response for a while, Fu Bao turned her head to look.

Huh?
These older brothers were different from anyone he had ever seen!
oh oh!

Oh right, he remembered.

He's here to see the foreigners.

Is this what foreign children are like?
And you know what? The hair peeking out from under their hats wasn't actually black. If you looked closely, you could see their eyes were emerald green, grayish-black, and sky blue.

It's actually quite pretty.

The foreign child finally realized what was happening when stared intently at by this dirty little bundle of joy:

Who is he? Where did he come from?

"He's different from us, he must be a Han Chinese kid! Why is he staring at our potatoes? Is he trying to steal them?"

"No, we can't give it to him! This ancient Eastern country is great in every way, except for potatoes. We don't have many left, and every potato we eat is one less." Fu Bao didn't understand what the foreign child meant.

His eyes fell on the black mud balls that had been peeled open. One of the older children broke one open, and it turned out to be yellow inside.

It looks pink and delicious.

The five foreign children were already showing off after getting their potatoes.

Only the youngest child, looking at the two fist-sized potatoes that the children had been given, hesitated for a long time before handing one to Fu Bao.

Fu Bao, not knowing the value of politeness, reached out its paw to take it.

Unexpectedly, the oldest child among the six rushed over and snatched it away, cursing the youngest one as he did so.

"Orlando, are you stupid? Look at this Han Chinese child, all his clothes are made of expensive materials, he has plenty of food! If you don't like potatoes, I can share one with you!"

What?
Can't understand!
Fu Bao got anxious.

The baby hasn't had enough of these fragrant mud balls yet, why won't you give them to him/her?
Did you steal my food?

Hit you!
He didn't care that he was only slightly taller than a gas cylinder, nor did he care that the other side had far more men than him.

Just hit it!

Who isn't a child at heart?

They're all six or seven years old!

The children of these craftsmen had never suffered any losses back in their hometown.

Not long after.

The six children rolled around in the snow.

King Atu, who had raised three younger siblings, was not in a hurry at all and watched from afar.

Clicking his tongue in his mind:

Oops, this good-for-nothing's reaction time isn't fast enough! How did someone manage to grab his toes?

I'm coming!
He grumbled, about to use his chubby little body to pin the foreign child who was pressing down on his fat legs beneath him.

Orlando, the foreign kid who wanted to give potatoes to Fu Bao, was dumbfounded.

He just wanted to share some food, how did it escalate into a fight?
The little guy was frantic, pacing back and forth, his little voice booming, "Stop hitting him! Please stop hitting him!"

Unfortunately, neither side listened to the advice.

Use more against fewer.

Bullying the weak.

They fought to a standstill!

Finally, a foreign child, seeing that he couldn't beat Fu Bao, grabbed Fu Bao's chubby paw and tried to bite it.

Fu Bao cried out anxiously, "Big brother, come quick!"

Got it!
While complaining about his useless little brother, King Atu rushed out without hesitation, baring his teeth at a group of foreign children.

The foreign child, who was about to bite, didn't care about biting anymore; his mouth was wide open enough to fit the king's head.

"My God, what kind of monster is this? It's a huge rat!"

Forgive these children from Venice; there are no groundhogs to see in the Mediterranean, so it's understandable that they couldn't recognize a groundhog.

They were all terrified by the rat's teeth.

Screams erupted repeatedly.

at last.

As King Atu successfully rescued his good-for-nothing younger brother, the children's cries attracted the attention of the women in the clockwork workshop's residential area.

Normal people would be terrified of such a huge rat.

The women's screams were more piercing than those of children.

Fu Bao, a child with a strong will to succeed, is bursting with fighting spirit: "Big brother, hurry up, beat them all!"

King Atu: "Ah!"