Chapter 2657 Taylor

I have to say that Dasai City’s barbecue technology is really great, and the taste is almost as good as my own.

The evil dragon Spitz ate so much that he almost couldn't help but roared up to the sky due to the refreshing feeling in his chest.

Fortunately, he held back, otherwise the roar of the dragon would have scared the livestock to pee and the poultry to death.

For such a delicious barbecue, two pigs and two cows are definitely not enough.

If it’s not enough, you have to add food.

But these livestock are the resources of Dashai City. Although they are not expensive, the people who eat them are not friendly forces, but closer to the enemy, so the old Duke is very unhappy.

The unhappy expression was almost gone, and the jade tea cup in his hand made a slight sound. It was probably cracked by pinching. If I exerted a little more strength, I could see the street performance of breaking the jade cup with my bare hands.

Speaking of which, although I was very thick-skinned, I didn't want to take advantage of the opponent's resources, so I dug around in more than a dozen pockets and finally found two bags of gold coins in a very obscure location.

Putting the gold coins beside the dining table, the old Duke stared at the gold coin bag, slightly stunned, and held back four words for a long time: "What do you mean?"

"Food expenses," I said, "My buddy ate a total of sixteen pigs and twelve cows. Taking into account firewood, seasonings, labor costs, and mental damage expenses, two bags of gold coins should be more than enough."

The old Duke glanced at me with a strange expression, then glanced at the gold coin bag, and said nothing for a long time.

Only after he was sure that my eyes were pure and did not contain the slightest hint of teasing or insult, the old Duke motioned to his men to put away the gold coins and said, "Thank you very much."

"You're welcome." I smiled, picked up a piece of meat again, and threw it into my mouth.

It's quite boring to wait for someone to arrive, even if that person is Mr. Taylor, whom I regard as my grandfather.

The evil dragon Spitz has long been impatient. However, he is a high-ranking member of the dragon clan, and his pride is engraved in his bones. He is so proud that he is not allowed to make a fool of himself in front of a lowly race like humans, so he wants to wander around. He abruptly controlled his free-flowing heart, and squatted proudly on the ground in a squatting posture that he was not used to.

After a while, his toes began to twitch. According to us, they were cramping due to unaccustomed movements being maintained for too long.

At this time, the old Duke, who had finished his fourth pot of tea, also noticed something unusual. He looked at me calmly and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong with him?"

Using the excuse of neck exercise, I followed the old Duke's gaze and glanced back, and also noticed that Spitz's toes were cramping.

My mind was racing, and I quickly determined the excuse: "He is practicing."

"Practice?" The old Duke asked in surprise: "What kind of Kung Fu?"

"Lose, lose weight, and gain strength!"

"The power to lose weight?"

"That's right!" I started to talk nonsense seriously: "Look at how much he eats, but he still has a strong figure and no fat. Do you know why?"

"Because of the weight loss power?"

"That's right!" My eyes were burning, and my voice was low but passionate: "This technique is a secret technique that is only circulated within the Dragon Clan. In fact, the Dragon Clan all have big appetites, and they can eat dozens of pigs and dozens of cows in one meal. That’s fine, but look at it, from the dragon king to the ordinary dragon people, there aren’t many fat people. The reason is precisely because they benefit from this technique!”

"Look at him, does the little female toe swing up and down very frequently and very quickly?"

The old Duke nodded in confusion.

"That's right!" I said: "This move is called toe movement. It is a partial body movement that does not affect the whole body. Look at the fast speed and high frequency of the little finger movement. Can you feel the movement in the body? Energy flows rapidly in the direction of the little finger?"

The old Duke frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and said, "No."

"No?" I was slightly startled and thought to myself: Why don't you follow the routine?

But this difficulty didn't bother me, so I continued in the serious nonsense mode: "Oh, it doesn't matter if you can't. The reason why you can't feel it is because you have never practiced the training of sensing energy."

"What kind of training is that?" The old Duke became interested and asked.

"It is a kind of cognition, yes, just like the perception of magic waves, it is the perception of the energy existing in nature. When this skill reaches its peak, you will be able to see the essence through the surface, just like me, I can see through The thick dragon scales and dragon skin can feel the direction of energy flow in the dragon body."

"There is such a method!" With a sigh, the old Duke fell into deep thought, raised his eyes again, and looked at me with a bit more envy and jealousy in his eyes.

Later, the old Duke asked me about the specific steps of weight loss.

I shook my head and said regretfully: "This is an internal secret of the Dragon Clan and is not accessible to outsiders. Please forgive me for having no comment."

The old Duke nodded calmly, but then asked uncomfortably: "Then can you tell me what to do if you imitate his toe cramps?"

"This" I looked gloomy and hesitated for a moment. It wasn't until the old Duke was covered in cold sweat that he said, "It's easy to handle."

"What to do?" asked the old Duke.

"Bloodletting" I said.

The old Duke raised his eyebrows: "Bloodletting therapy?"

"That's right, it's bloodletting therapy. You just need to stick a few needles near the affected area to release the congestion inside, and everything will be fine naturally."

Finally, I added: "This is mainly because you are too reckless. You don't even listen to what I have to say, so you take it for granted and imitate the dragon's secret technique. As everyone knows, the dragon's secret technique only applies to dragons, not humans!"

The old Duke, who was still doubtful at first, immediately believed me after listening to my words. He then asked: "What will happen if the blood is not bled?"

"What else can you do? The congestion will not come out, it will block the blood vessels and meridians. Over time, the flexibility of your leg will be affected."

After hearing my warning, the old Duke turned pale with horror. He quickly ordered a doctor to bring a silver needle and pointed it at his cramped foot. He pricked it so hard that the foot was covered with blood.

After bleeding for two ounces, the old Duke's face, which was about to turn green with fright, finally returned to normal. He breathed a sigh of relief with lingering fear, washed his feet, and the priest used a healing spell to heal the wounds. Then he put on his shoes and socks again and continued to taste them. Tea and cakes.

But this time, he spent a lot of energy, and even his eyes looked listless when he looked at me.

In the silent atmosphere, we finished all the pastries in front of us. Before the new batch of pastries came, we saw a familiar figure walking slowly on the main street of the city a hundred meters away.

This man was still wearing an old-style robe that had been washed until it turned white. He had not been seen for a while, and his original black hair was half white again. The wrinkles on his face, which were not obvious, were deepened like knives and axes.

But fortunately, he was in good spirits, at least he still had a smile on his face.

This person is Taylor.