One Piece: The Romantic Swordsman

I accidentally posted the wrong chapter. This chapter is in the second volume. I didn't see it clearly when I posted it, so I put it in the first volume. I hope that the writer's assistant can update the function later. Now I can only repost it.

I am very grateful to those who have always supported me and have been reading my books. I will keep working hard and insist on finishing them. I hope everyone will give more opinions.

The following content can be ignored. Some short stories written by me.

My name is Xiaoshuai, an 18-year-old young man. I dropped out of school at the age of 15 and worked in a food stall, learned three lines of water and electricity, and also learned to repair mobile phones.

Although I have worked in so many industries but did not make much money, I accidentally entered a foreign company factory through the relationship of my relatives. The money earned in the factory and on the assembly line is hard work. Only those who manage and have technical skills can get along well and have high salaries.

For this reason, I learned technology from Lao Cheng on the production line. Lao Cheng is one of the few senior workers in the factory. He looks honest and has no hobbies. He has almost reached the state of men who have nothing. If he didn't have a wife, I would really think he was a monk.

Moreover, Lao Cheng is a stingy person. He has never invited anyone to dinner. He is reluctant to buy good food when he cooks for himself. He only eats tomato and eggs for one meal.

His wife is an employee of the factory canteen. She is 1.6 meters tall, has a round face, and is slightly fat. Although she doesn't look very good, she has the weapons of the Thirty-Six Emperors. As expected, weapons are usually only found on fat people.

But I found something very strange. Lao Cheng never gets food at his wife's window in the canteen. Once in a while, I saw Lao Cheng getting food at his wife's window, and his wife didn't react at all. I was surprised and wondered if there was any story between Lao Cheng and his wife. So

I secretly observed Lao Cheng and his wife and found that they almost never greeted each other when they met in the factory. Even if they met, they would not give Lao Cheng a good face. It seemed that there was a deep hatred between the two.

As the days of learning with Lao Cheng became longer and longer, the relationship with Lao Cheng became deeper and deeper. Gradually, Lao Cheng began to teach me real skills, and occasionally invited me to his house for a drink after work.

When we got to Lao Cheng's house, we took turns drinking. After a few drinks, I felt the urge to pee. On the way to the toilet, I happened to pass by the balcony where all kinds of clothes were hung.

Suddenly, I looked up and found something that surprised me.

Among the many things, a small object instantly caught my attention.

It had a hollow classical flower pattern, and it was made of silk. I was shocked. I never thought that Lao Cheng was so good at playing. There was also a pair of suspenders hanging on the balcony. I almost had a nosebleed. I quickly calmed down and returned to the living room.

I returned to the table and continued to drink with Lao Cheng. My words revealed my envy of Lao Cheng's wonderful life. However, Lao Cheng just smiled bitterly after hearing this. He didn't say anything and just guzzled beer.

When we were almost done drinking, Lao Cheng's wife came back. After seeing the two of us dirty the floor with cigarettes and alcohol, her face was as black as a pot.

""What did you do to make the house so dirty?" This sentence immediately made me feel embarrassed, so I could only find an excuse to leave.

When I left Lao Cheng's house and closed the door, I could faintly hear his wife scolding him, but Lao Cheng didn't dare to say much.

Since then, I have never gone to Lao Cheng's house to drink again.