Treading Blood to Sky’s End Chapter 84: 1 pass

Zhang Tianliu knew very little about Kung Fu, so he felt at ease leaving the difficult problems to others and enjoying the results himself.

Back in the room, Zhang Tianliu took out his mobile phone to edit the equipment attributes.

Not only Xiang Hai's dagger, but also his Yuanyang Blade are also being edited.

By comparing the two weapons, his mobile phone gradually formed a database. When he threw a kitchen knife in, some attributes of the kitchen knife would be automatically displayed, such as the material is steel, attack 5, weight 3, etc.

Xiang Hai's dagger has an attack of 20, is made of cold iron, and weighs 2.

The Yuanyang Blade has an attack of 25, a material question mark, and a gravity of 1.

Zhang Tianliu gave very few values, but his safe obviously has a scanning function that automatically forms a default value based on the material, hardness, and sharpness, combined with the values ​​provided by the owner.

It's a pity that it is full of loopholes, because the dagger is far inferior to the Yuanyang Blade. The attack power is similar because of the similarity in sharpness and hardness. The Yuanyang Blade is a demon knife that can be controlled from a distance, and the dagger is just a cold iron dagger, which is one level higher than ordinary iron. Far from the demon sword level.

"Is it useful to do these laborious things?" Zhang Tianliu asked himself.

He was interested at first, but got tired of it after a few days.

He thinks that it is enough if he can distinguish them. What is the purpose of getting the data? Working for free?

Zhang Tianliu has had this idea for a long time. He has always felt that Yiren is like a newcomer who has just joined the job. At the beginning, it is like filming a movie, a battle royale or PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds. In short, he puts on a good show for people to watch and enjoy.

Now, he feels like he has become a small employee of a game company, helping the company develop games and set equipment attributes.

Is it fun to do this?

Zhang Tianliu doesn’t do it.

The scanning function of the mobile phone inventory is indeed powerful. If used in various aspects, one can easily understand the year of the yam, the quality of the elixir, the power of the weapon, clothing defense, etc.

But you must know that Zhang Tianliu is not the only stranger, there are still 158 others, exclude him!

Why don’t others do it? If he did, what was the point of doing it now?

He does not believe that the people who brought them here will not integrate the data. Once integrated, all the values ​​​​will now become the average value in the big data. In this case, why not wait and pick up the ready-made ones?

Zhang Tianliu is too lazy to even practice, let alone these trivial matters.

The next day, Zhang Tianliu went downstairs for a consultation after practicing.

The first person to come was Gong Zhengyan, who had annoyed him so much yesterday.

For scalpers, one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer, Zhang Tianliu has nothing to do with it.

"My little girl's injury, I hope Doctor Zhang can take more care of her." Gong Zhengyan asked his servants to carry a chair in. On the chair sat a girl of about ten years old.

Zhang Tianliu asked them to take the girl behind the screen, and while preparing the silver needle, he said: "You told me about the condition, but I didn't mention the price. Now I'll tell you, it's five hundred thousand taels of gold."

Gong Zhengyan said cheerfully: "No problem, we are ready. I wonder if Dr. Zhang wants to check it himself or send someone to do it?"

"Hongjue, please give me some." After Zhang Tianliu ordered, he entered the screen.

He checked the girl's injuries and found that the girl's Qi Sea had been destroyed and she could not perform acupuncture through movement. However, he had gained experience in recent days. He massaged the abdomen to repair the Qi Sea, and then fed a Qi Restoration Pill. After the girl recovers some vitality, she can perform acupuncture.

Under the girl's frightened, fearful, shy and touching gaze, Zhang Tianliu lifted up her clothes, put his palms on the girl's belly and kneaded it.

Half an hour later, Zhang Tianliu walked out expressionlessly and said to Gong Zhengyan, who was looking forward to it: "Your daughter's tendons are healed, but she is weak, so take good care of her. It's best to live in Wushan for a while. Take good care of your body and re-concentrate your energy before leaving, Nanzhi, please come next."

Gong Zhengyan couldn't believe it. After thanking him, he took his daughter to check in at the inn opposite.

Gong Zhengyan is also a monk and a strong man who has awakened to the seventh level of enlightenment. He returned to the inn and checked his daughter for a while and confirmed that her muscles and veins were really healed!

"It's hard to believe if you don't witness it with your own eyes. No wonder Zongtian Mansion is so mobilized to seize the medical treasure book of Yaowang Valley. Fortunately, there is an expert behind Dr. Zhang to help, otherwise he would not be alive today."

If Zhang Tianliu dies, what will happen to Gong Zhengyan’s daughter?

The Du family stayed in Wushan because of the fake business and because Zhang Tianliu was real. They wanted to use this miracle doctor Zhang to get in touch with the master behind him so that her desperate son could have another way out. This woman was quite calculating.

Gong Zhengyan is actually moved. Who doesn’t want multiple paths, but he still wants to wait and see what happens.

In the hour before and after, Zhang Tianliu had seen three patients. By noon, he had not arrived at Boss Mo's shop. He was now a celebrity. He was surrounded when he went out and could not move. He could only ask Mo Ya to help him pack the bags and bring them back. eat.

This made Mo Ya very unhappy. After Ah Qi left, it was her turn to be responsible for the meals. Although her craftsmanship was not as good as Ah Qi's, the sisters were not picky. Only the young master always said that the food she cooked was unpalatable and that he should learn from the other party. Learn from Boss Mo’s craftsmanship, otherwise I’ll give you the surname “Mo” for nothing.

Mo Ya is a strong person. He doesn't even bother to eat Boss Mo's food, so how can he steal from his master?

But knowing yourself and your enemy, you have to know the gap to make up for it, and with her tongue, she should be able to taste how Boss Mo uses the ingredients to cook.

So she also ordered one for herself, went to Shuyuan www.zhaoshuyuan.com and returned to Tingyulou to eat with the young master.

When the piece of white meat poured with red oil entered his mouth, Mo Ya was stunned!

She couldn't describe the deliciousness of this dish. She only knew that compared to Boss Mo, the chef of Dingxiang House might have noticed it at first sight!

The food at Dingxianglou is already delicious, even Zhang Tianliu has to admit this, but he knows better that the deliciousness is due to the good ingredients, not the chef's cooking skills.

Zhang Tianliu said with a smile: "I have tasted garlic white meat more than a thousand times, but only Boss Mo makes it the best. I don't know if it's a matter of ingredients or talent."

Mo Ya said unconvinced: "It's just cooking. People in the secular world are fond of words. In the eyes of cultivators, they cannot be on the stage. A pure heart and few desires are the way to practice."

"Don't be unconvinced." Zhang Tianliu retorted: "A great person doesn't learn everything he can, but uses what he learns to the extreme. This is the hardest. All you see is the color, fragrance, and fragrance. , but I don’t know the effort behind a good dish. How many ingredients are there, what is the taste of each part of the ingredients, and how to combine them? Should it be fried, stewed, roasted, steamed, fried, or baked? The heat, seasoning and even the presentation of dishes that require art skills are so extensive that you can’t imagine. Do you know why I don’t eat your food? What Boss Mo does is art. It is the result of his many years of studying cooking and the fruit of his efforts. What it is, it is perfunctory. You can knead the dough with little force, but others can't. He has devoted his whole life to this skill, which has given him a mind that pursues the ultimate. No matter what he does, he can succeed in everything in the world. Tong, where is your Tong? ”

The truth made Mo Ya blush, but she was stubborn and could still retort: ​​"Where is the master's truth?"

Zhang Tianliu smiled and said with an unpredictable expression: "You guess."