Chapter 2657: Taylor

I have to say that Dasaicheng’s barbecue technique is really good, and the level of deliciousness is almost as good as mine.
What evil dragon Spitz ate was a joy, and he almost couldn't help but feel the invigorating and dripping feeling in his chest, and he roared to the sky.
But fortunately he held it back, otherwise the dragon roar would scare the livestock to pee and the poultry to death.
Two pigs and two cows are definitely not enough for such a delicious barbecue.
If it is not enough, you have to add meals.
But these livestock are the resources of Dasai City. Although they are not expensive, they are not eaten by friendly forces, but closer to the enemy, so the old duke is very upset.
The unhappy expression was almost drawn together, and the jade tea cup in his hand also made a slight noise, and 80% of it was cracked. After losing my strength, I could see the street performance of breaking the jade cup with my bare hands.
Speaking of it, although I have a thick-skinned face, I still don't take advantage of the other party's resources, so I touched a dozen pockets up and down, and finally found two bags of gold coins in a very cryptic location.
Putting the gold coins at the side of the dining table, the old duke stared at the gold coin bag, stunned, and suffocated four words: "What do you mean?"
"Food expenses" I said: "My buddy ate a total of 16 pigs and 12 cows, including firewood, seasoning, labor costs, and mental loss... Two bags of gold coins should be more than enough."
The old duke glanced at me with a weird look, then glanced at the gold coin bag again, without speaking for a long time.
It wasn't until I was sure that my eyes were pure and that there was no hint of joking and insulting, the old duke motioned to his men to put away the gold coins and said, "Thank you very much, then."
"You are polite" I smiled, picked up a piece of dried meat again, and threw it into my mouth.
Waiting for someone to arrive is quite boring, even if that person is Mr. Taylor who I regard as his grandfather.
The evil dragon Spitz has already been impatient to wait, but he is a high-ranking dragon in the dragon clan, pride is inscribed in his bones, proud he is not allowed to make ugliness in front of a low-level race like humans, so he wants to spin around. Forcibly controlled a free-running heart, and squatted proudly on the ground in an unaccustomed squatting posture.
After a long while, his toes began to twitch without a doubt. According to our view, it was because of unaccustomed movements that lasted too long... he had cramps.
At this time, the old duke who finished drinking the fourth pot of tea also noticed the abnormality. He gave me a calm look and asked in a low voice, "What happened to him?"
Using the neck movement as an excuse, I followed the old prince's gaze and glanced around, and found that Spitz's toes cramped abnormally.
The brain was running fast, and I quickly determined the excuse: "He is practicing."
"Practicing?" The old duke said in surprise: "What kind of work?"
"Less, fat, work!"
"Weight loss?"
"That's right!" I started talking nonsense seriously: "Look at how much he eats, but he still has a strong body and no fat. Do you know why?"
"Because...weight loss?"
"That's it!" My eyes were burning, my voice was low, but my tone was passionate: "This technique is a secret technique that only spreads within the dragon clan. In fact, the dragon clan has a big appetite. There are dozens of pigs and dozens of cows for a meal. Next, but you see, from the dragon monarch to the ordinary dragon people, there are not many fat people. The reason is that they benefit from this technique!"
"Look at him, is the frequency of the little mother's toes swinging up and down very high? Is the speed very fast?"
The old prince nodded blankly.
"That's right!" I said: "This trick is called toe-toe movement. It mainly does not affect the whole body. It is part of the body movement. Look at the speed and high frequency of the pinky finger movement. Can you feel the body? The energy flows quickly in the direction of the little finger?"
The old Duke frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and said, "No."
"No?" I was slightly startled, and said in my heart: Why don't you follow the routine?
But this difficulty doesn't bother me. I continue to start a serious nonsense mode: "Oh, it doesn't matter, the reason you can't feel it is because you have never exercised energy perception training."
"What kind of training is that?" The old prince asked with interest.
"It's a kind of...cognition, yes, just like perceiving magical fluctuations, it is perceiving the energy that exists in nature. When this hand-training reaches its peak, you can see the essence through the surface, just like me Similarly, through the thick dragon scales and dragon skin, one can feel the direction of energy flowing in the dragon's body."
"There is such a method!" With a sigh of emotion, the old prince fell into deep thought, and raised his eyes again, looking at me with a little bit of envy and hatred.
Later, the old duke asked me the specific steps of weight loss.
I shook my head and said regretfully: "This is the internal secret of the Dragon Clan, not for outsiders. Forgive me for nothing."
The old prince nodded calmly, but then asked not calmly: "Then can you tell me, what if imitating his toes cramps?"
"This..." My face was dark, and I hesitated for a while, until the old Duke was sweating coldly, and said: "It's easy to do."
"What to do?" the old duke asked.
"Bleeding therapy" I said.
The old duke raised his brows: "Bloodletting therapy?"
"That's right, it's bloodletting therapy. Just put a few needles near the affected area to release the blood inside, and it will naturally be fine."
At the end, I added another sentence: "It's mainly to blame you for being too reckless, and you didn't listen to me, so you just imitated the dragon secret arts for granted. As everyone knows, the dragon secret arts only apply to dragons, not humans!"
The old duke, who was still skeptical, immediately believed everything after hearing what I said. He then asked, "What will happen if the blood is not bleeding?"
"What else, congestion can't come out, clogged blood vessels, blocked meridians, over time, the flexibility of your leg will be affected."
Hearing my alarm, the old duke paled in shock. He hurriedly ordered someone to find a doctor, brought a silver needle, and pointed it at his cramped foot. It was just a stab, and his feet were covered with blood.
After the blood flow two or two, the old duke's frightened face finally returned to normal. He breathed a sigh of relief with lingering fears, washed his feet, and the priest performed a healing technique to heal the wound hole. Then he put on his shoes and socks again and continued to taste. Tea and pastries.
But this time, it consumed a lot of his energy, and his eyes looked listless.
In the silent atmosphere, we finished all the pastries in front of us. Before the new batch of pastries came up, we saw a familiar figure walking slowly on the main street of the city 100 meters away.
This person was still wearing an old-style robe that was washed to the point of whiteness. He hadn't seen him for a while. His black hair was half white, and the wrinkles on his face were not obvious. They were also deepened like a knife.
Fortunately, the mental state is not bad, at least there is a smile on his face.
This person is Taylor.
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