Chapter 68 Transaction

If Ke Wen remembered correctly, there really was a chef in this village right now.

Fu Rong, one of the superior swordsmen, has a high-end sword energy heritage.

Her cooking skills are very good, and combined with her knife skills that use sword energy in cooking, the food she cooks is very popular.

She couldn't help but capture all the villagers in Biyou Village. In the future, even people from the company would be satisfied by her.

So, after more than two hours of tinkering, Kewen finally assembled a puppet.

However, the doll is very crude, with only the frame and internal structure, and the skin is not yet complete.

Because there is not enough time.

It will take at least a lot of time to get the puppet's appearance right.

But it was almost evening now, and the temporary workers were about to start taking action, so Kewen was in a hurry and could only make a semi-finished product for use first.

After checking again and finding that there was nothing wrong with the puppet, Ke Wen put it away, then walked out of the house and walked towards Ma Xianhong's studio.

Not long after, he came to Ma Xianhong's house, let go of his perception for a moment, and found that the other party happened to be at home.

Corwin knocked on the door.

Soon, a 'Ruhua' opened the door and welcomed Kewen into the studio in the back room with great respect.

"gentlemen."

Ma Xianhong was squatting under the "Slimming Furnace" tinkering with something. He turned around and apologized to Ke Wen: "Sorry, the furnace will be completed soon. Please forgive Xianhong for being rude and unable to get up."

Ke Wen waved his hand: "It's okay, I came here to ask you to do me a favor."

"Sir, just say it."

Ma Xianhong focused most of his energy on assembling the 'Slimming Furnace', and he allocated a small part of his mind to respond.

Ke Wen didn't pay attention. He said directly: "I would like to ask you to introduce Fu Rong to me. I plan to make a transaction with Fu Rong."

"Fu Rong?"

Ma Xianhong paused, not understanding what the transaction between Ke Wen and Fu Rong required.

However, he didn't think much about it, and continued the movements of his hands while activating the communication device on his body.

"Fu Rong, do you have time? Please come to my home."

Ma Xianhong notified him. After hearing the response in the headset, he said to Ke Wen: "Sir, please wait a moment. Fu Rong will be here right away."

"Okay, please." Ke Wen nodded.

In about ten minutes, Fu Rong was brought to the workroom by a 'Ruhua'.

She glanced at Kewen in surprise, and then asked Ma Xianhong: "Village chief, what do you want from me?"

"It's sir who is looking for you."

Ma Xianhong turned around and said: "Sir, I want to do some transactions with you. You and your husband can go to the front hall to chat. I'm busy here."

"Sir?" Fu Rong was surprised. She looked at Ke Wen: "Is it you?"

Ke Wen nodded kindly: "That's right."

"Then what do you want to trade with me?"

Fu Rong had no intention of going to the front hall, but stood there and said: "Is there nothing shameful?"

Ke Wen smiled and shook his head, and said frankly: "I want to exchange my property for your cooking skills."

"Huh?" Fu Rong was a little dumbfounded: "Cooking skills? You mean, do you want to pay tuition to learn cooking from me?"

"No, it's not studying."

Kewen flipped his hand, causing a handful of gold coins to appear in his hand, and then said: "I want to make a copy of your memory about cooking."

"Copy memory!?"

Fu Rong instantly put her guard up and stretched her right hand towards the kitchen knife hanging at her waist.

At the same time, Ma Xianhong also stopped what he was doing.

He stood up in surprise and said to Kewen: "Sir? Do you want to use soul control methods on Fu Rong?"

"it's not true."

Ke Wen shook his head and explained: "You should know that I am actually a magician, so the method of copying memory is different from the foreigners in China. It does not use the method to act on the soul, but simply acts on the memory."

"this……"

Ma Xianhong hesitated, then said: "Sir, please explain clearly."

Ke Wen also turned his other hand and took out the 'willow wand' that had become a collection.

He explained: "As long as Miss Fu Rong recalls relevant cooking knowledge, I can use a magic spell to pull the memory you are currently thinking out of your mind."

"Don't be nervous."

Ke Wen comforted Fu Rong, who had already made plans to take action: "The so-called 'extraction' will not have any impact on your memory. It is actually a kind of copying and will not cause you to lose the relevant memory."

"I reject!"

Fu Rong didn't believe Ke Wen at all. She was on guard and shook her head: "I will never agree to let you attack my memory! No matter what method you use!"

On the side, Ma Xianhong also sided with Fu Rong this time and did not help Ke Wen to persuade him.

Ke Wen was a little helpless. After thinking about it, he turned over and put away the wand and gold coins, and then said, "I'll show you."

As he spoke, Kewen raised his hand and pointed to the open space, causing the ground to rise rapidly, forming a small pool.

Then he raised his sword fingers and pointed at the air above the pool.

Runes with light blue light appeared in the sky. With Ke Wen's movements, the runes gradually increased and formed a complete circle.

Ke Wen controlled the runes to fall and disappeared into the pool.

After finishing making the 'pensieve', Kewen raised his hand and pulled out a thread of memory from his temple, and put it into the 'pensieve'.

Stepping forward, Kewen came to the small pool and said hello: "Come and take a look."

Ma Xianhong came over first, and Fu Rong hesitated for a moment before approaching.

However, she was still on guard, her right hand always grasping the handle of the kitchen knife at her lower back.

Ke Wen didn't offer any more comfort. He said to Fu Rong and Ma Xianhong: "Take my hand and follow me."

Ma Xianhong was the first to reach out again. He really trusted Kewen.

Fu Rong hesitated again, and after a moment, she blushed and stretched out her hand, carefully holding Ke Wen's palm.

"Okay, let's lean into the pool together."

Ke Wen reminded them that when Ma Xianhong and Fu Rong were ready, he took them into the illusion of the Pensieve.

Although Corwin could project the illusion, he did not do so.

Immersive browsing will make people even more shocked.

So, after a while of falling from high altitude, the three of them suddenly fell to a stand.

Ma Xianhong and Fu Rong looked around blankly and warily, and Ke Wen's comforting voice sounded at the right time: "Don't be nervous, we are now in the illusion of my memory. This is the competition venue of Longhu Mountain's Luotian Dajiao, and it's me. a memory.”

Ma Xianhong and Fu Rong immediately looked at the field. They found that there was another Kewen who was fighting Feng Shayan.

This experience was so amazing that until the end of the game, the two still could not recover.

The illusion ended here. After a sense of uncontrollable ascension, the three of them escaped from the illusion.

After the scene in front of them changed, Ma Xianhong and Fu Rong leaned back at the same time like a conditioned reflex.

Ke Wen grabbed their hands to prevent them from jumping out after overreacting.

After the two of them stabilized their bodies, Ke Wen said with a smile: "How? This is the manifestation of my magic. It will only copy the memory content and will not have any bad effects on people."

"Incredible!"

Ma Xianhong praised: "Sir! This is really an incredible experience!"

"Magic is just so fancy."

Ke Wen laughed and joked to himself, then looked at Fu Rong who was full of surprise: "That's it, I want to buy your memory knowledge about cooking, and I guarantee that no other privacy will be touched, and we can verify it on the spot. , after I copy the memory knowledge, you can watch it yourself first."

"I think it's okay." Ma Xianhong said helpfully: "Fu Rong, sir, you are a humble gentleman, you might as well give it a try."

Fu Rong thought for a while, nodded and said: "Okay, you can try it first and copy the recipe of a dish."

"good."

Ke Wen took out the wand again and said, "Then just think about the process of making a dish."

"Don't use this wood."

Fu Rong dodged for a moment: "Use your fingers like you did just now."

"no problem."

Ke Wen responded with a smile, put away his wand, put his fingertips close to Fu Rong's temple, and reminded: "Concentrate, don't think about other things, just remember cooking."

Fu Rong closed her eyes and began to concentrate. After a while, she nodded and said, "I'm ready."

Ke Wen immediately took action, circled his fingertips slightly, and pulled out a memory thread from Fu Rong's temple.

After the extraction was completed, Kewen shook his hands and threw the memory thread into the small pool: "That's it."

He said to Furong who opened her eyes: "You should go into the illusion first and verify it yourself."

Fleur didn't hesitate, stepped forward and leaned over, putting her consciousness into the illusion.

Not long after, Fleur leaned back again, escaped from the illusion, and commented in surprise: "It's really incredible, this feeling is so strange."

"What did you see?" Ma Xianhong asked curiously.

"I saw myself." Fu Rong said interestingly: "There is another me inside, making a complete dish."

"Can I take a look?" Ma Xianhong asked Fu Rong and then looked at Ke Wen.

Fu Rong nodded in response, and Ke Wen also nodded.

Ma Xianhong immediately leaned forward curiously and also threw his consciousness into the illusion.

Not long after, Ma Xianhong broke away and commented again: "What a good method! It seems that I can't rest on my laurels anymore. If I have the opportunity in the future, I will also contact foreign practitioners!"

As he spoke, Ma Xianhong's eyes lit up, and he immediately asked Ke Wen excitedly: "Sir! Can this kind of magic of yours..."

Ke Wen shook his head: "No, magic is different from domestic Qi training. It does not go through the meridians, but uses spells, runes, etc. to combine various effects, so the 'Slimming Furnace' cannot replicate it."

"That's it..." Ma Xianhong shook his head in disappointment: "Then forget it for now and talk about it when we have the opportunity in the future."

"Then beautiful Fu Rong."

Ke Wen turned over his hands again and took out a large handful of gold coins: "Deal?"

This time Fu Rong no longer resisted, she nodded boldly: "Okay."

Naturally, everyone will be happy next, and everyone will get what they want...

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