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"I really met a master." Zhang Feng pondered for a moment and nodded in agreement.

Everyone went back to the village together.

But on the way.

Zhang Feng also thought to himself that these missions were really all kinds of 'connecting dots'.

If it wasn't for his own identity, and because of Haisan's incident, he knew the head of the family.

Even if he carried the whole bear back to Shopkeeper Li himself, he might not be able to complete it.

It is likely that shopkeeper Li will fail and hunt again.

Or shopkeeper Li said, he also has a 'skin maker'

Then come to Da Dangjia again, and weigh the 'strange Da Dangjia', why should he help a foreign warrior.

When Zhang Feng thought of this, he thought of nearly two hundred people and firearms in the village.

If you have no identity, no relationship, yes, weigh it

After that, everyone returned to the village.

The head of the family was yelling loudly, talking about how brave he is, brother Zhang Fengzhang.

After that.

In the evening, a big table was set up, and Zhang Feng's wine was never broken.

All night.

In the afternoon of the second day.

Zhang Feng woke up and heard that the bear skin was ready.

When they came to the tailor's house, the leather armor emitted a burst of light.

'Item: Complete Bearskin Armor'

Type: Leather Armor

'Quality: Tier [-], Cyan'

See item hints.

Zhang Feng was sure that he had indeed come to the right place.

Because if people want to be divided into levels, our treasurer Li can only make items of the 'blue' level at the highest.

It is also because I have been in the store for more than half a month, no matter how good the material I have seen, it has never turned blue in his hands.

Put on the leather armor.

Like a vest, it just wrapped around my body, from the collarbone to the lower abdomen.

Then I tried to touch the corner of the clothes with a Tang knife, and there was no scratch on the bear skin except for a slight depression.

Put away the Tang knife.

Zhang Feng pulled the two ends of the animal skin with his hands again, and the sunken place recovered.

Think about it for a while.

Zhang Feng switched to the scissors at hand and scratched.

I went to the kitchen in the west courtyard again, and asked a member of the village to borrow a hatchet and a kitchen knife, and tried to cut the bear skin, but the bear skin was not damaged.

After observing these, Zhang Feng came to a conclusion.

The bear skin is at least able to block the 'cutting damage' of sharp weapons below the cyan quality.

In layman's terms, if you attack your own weapon, as long as it is not sharp enough and its quality is not as high as bear skin, it will not be able to break through your own defense.

Of course, blunt injury is another calculation, and strength is also another calculation.

But if one's physique is high enough, one can completely ignore these aftershocks of strength.

Just like Lianyanlou and his party.

At this time, Zhang Feng was thinking about the incident more than ten days ago, and felt that if he had had this bear skin from the beginning, then he was [-]% sure that he would not be injured in the Lianyan Tower incident.

Especially the last stab, the stab at his own vest.

As long as he had the animal skin, he didn't need to dodge, but used his back against the blade, and then slashed with his backhand, cutting off his neck with the knife in his hand.

That's what armor means sometimes.

Especially in such a real game, people with armor and people without armor fight to the death by exchanging injuries for injuries.

It's not who lost a few drops of blood in the process.

Instead, one or two tricks passed, one was born, and the other died.

Neat.

We finish tidying up concerning article, too.

Zhang Feng said goodbye to the head of the family and prepared to go back.

Who knew that the head of the family had someone roll out a shelf cart from the backyard of the kitchen.

On the cart were the rest of the animal skins that had been washed, and the cut flesh and blood, and the well water in the cowhide bags was frozen.

Some flesh and blood that are easily spoiled were marinated first.

"The rest of the bear meat, bear bile, and bear paws are all here." The head of the family smiled and looked at the shelf cart beside him, "It's not easy to carry so much. I'll let someone follow Brother Zhang and send them to the city together."

The head of the family doesn't mean anything, it seems that he has been busy these days, just to entertain the friends who came down from the mountain.

Zhang Feng nodded slightly, and also felt that what the head of the family said was good, and felt that the shopkeeper had always taken care of himself well, and Lao Qi and others were also interesting.

Now that there is such a game, of course it must be brought back for the current wine and food.

"I'll take these two big bear paws back." Zhang Feng picked up the two bear paws with a smile. "The rest of the bear bile and the like is a wish. I can't just trouble a few guides and help cut them out."

"What is leading the way? Tailoring?" The boss didn't want to say anything, "We are stuck after dinner and want to go for a walk with Brother Zhang to digest food. Is this called leading the way? Brothers move their hands and feet, is it called tailoring?"

"That's right!" The Erdangjia was also answering the conversation, and even asked someone to push the cart directly, intending to send it out of the village.

"Okay, even if you don't lead the way and don't make up for it."

Zhang Feng saw that everyone was waiting for someone to refuse, but he stopped in front of the car and refused to let him go.

"Look, I came here specially to have a meal and a drink. I'm embarrassed? Save me from going to the city another day, saying that Zhang Feng is eating and drinking in the stockade, and I will pat my butt and leave when I am full. up

Zhang Feng of Lianyan Building in Liangcheng?

This person is too out of character, too out of character.

virtue. "

Chapter 18 Banquet

Leave from the cottage.

Around five o'clock in the afternoon.

Zhang Feng returned to Liangcheng with the two bear's paws in the big leather bag.

The rest of the items are left to the big master and the others.

And now.

By the city gate.

Zhang Feng lowered the brim of his hat, thought for a while, and instead of going back to the shop, he went to the street west of the cloth shop, preparing to deal with the bear's paws.

Since I want to eat well for a while, of course I need to find a skilled chef.

Also in the east of the city, there is a restaurant that is most famous for braised dishes.

Shopkeeper Sun who cooks fish and sells wine.

Among them, he not only sells his braised fish, but also does some cooking work such as donkey meat and venison.

For example, if someone hunts a rare prey, doesn't know how to do it, and doesn't know how to get rid of the smell, they will bring it to Shopkeeper Sun.

Just some materials and effort.

Shopkeeper Sun promises to be as good as the chefs in every restaurant in Liangcheng.

Zhang Feng thought about it, and prepared to go to Shopkeeper Sun's store.

For a while, it was accompanied by pedestrians and hawkers coming and going on the street.

Occasionally children ran past playing.

Zhang Feng carried the bag through the crowd, and finally stopped beside a shop selling roasted fish.

At the same time, in the storefront more than ten meters ahead.

A burly middle-aged man was standing at the counter, "Kaka" chopping the sauce-flavored braised pork on the chopping board.

The middle-aged man is the person I am looking for, 'Mr. Sun'.

He not only cooks braised pork, but also stews pork.

No one knows how to do it, and they all use their materials for coloring.

It's just that he has guests now, so wait first.

Zhang Feng knew that his reputation was too great, it would be bad if he scared people.

"According to what you said, it's all cut into pieces~"

After the shopkeeper Sun cut the stewed meat, he took out a paper bag from the side, opened it with a flick of his finger, swept it on the table, and filled it with all the meat.

"Hold it well." Shopkeeper Sun smiled kindly and handed it to the customer in front of him.

The customer took the bag with a smile, smelled the fragrance, sniffed it greedily, and finally resisted the idea of ​​eating on the street, turned and left.

Zhang Feng saw the guests in front of him leaving, so he stepped forward and put the cowhide bag and Dayang on the counter in front of the chopping board.

"First braise one, and serve it as a dish. The other one, please store it in your cellar first, Shopkeeper Sun."

“There is a lot of money”

Shopkeeper Sun was about to accept the money and change it, but when he looked up, he saw that it was Zhang Feng from the cloth shop in the south.

He was stunned for a moment, then looked left and right, did not pick up the ocean on the table, instead turned around and came to the front of the big wine jar, lifted the lid, took a clean wine jar from the shelf by the wall, filled it with a ladle A jug full of soju,

"Brother Zhang killed well!"

He put the wine jar on the counter, sealed it, and gave a thumbs up again: "I've bought this wine! Braised bear's paw, wait for about an hour, and I will ask my apprentice to deliver it to you!"

"Where is the shopkeeper Sun talking about?" Zhang Feng took the wine jar with a smile, nodded his head to Dayang on the table, and joked: "Don't look for it, count the money for the wine. If it's not enough, don't chase me for it."

The words fall.

Zhang Feng carried the wine jar and walked towards the cloth shop.

night.

It's a hearty meal.

Because Xiong often digs out bee and ant nests, and then mixes them with honey when frying, the taste is naturally self-evident.

I also ate and drank enough tonight.

Zhang Feng practiced martial arts and boxing in the backyard as usual, honing his physique.

unconsciously.

Time passed quietly.

But it was also No.12 days when Zhang Feng came back.

Noon today.

The cloth shop is two miles away.

In the back kitchen yard of Lin's restaurant.

Boss Lin was watching a few young apprentices practicing kung fu with pots and shovels.

Young Master Lin came out from the restaurant in front, approached, and whispered,