Boss Huang quickly demonstrated the remaining seven movements of the eating technique to Tang Ling.
If it had been someone else, being able to remember half of it would have been impressive, but Boss Huang was teaching Tang Ling.
However, he was teaching Tang Ling with his Precise Instinct, so he only had to repeat it once to memorize the rest of the seven movements in his mind.
When he practiced them in real life, Tang Ling's completion rate was above 80%.
"Hmm, impressive." Ding Ling had her hands in her sleeves and a cup of steaming milk in front of her. She was enjoying her post-meal leisure time.
However, when she saw Tang Ling's performance, she could not help but praise him.
"Hmm, it's not all bad." Ding Dong was already cleaning the room, so she also praised him.
However, Tang Ling was not satisfied. He had tasted the sweetness!
It turned out that a complete set of eating techniques could increase the digestion rate by a whole 20%, and this was under the condition that he didn't do it properly.
"I want to watch it again." Tang Ling clenched his teeth and endured the pain as he looked at Boss Huang eagerly.
The man in front of him was getting more and more mysterious.
How did he know the complete set of eating techniques? Was there any friendship between them? Boss Huang was the one who tricked him into coming to Dvesha Moha, but he taught him the techniques and even taught him the techniques!
Why was that? Shouldn't he be making things difficult for me under normal circumstances?
However, Tang Ling did not have the time to think about it anymore. He yearned for the slightest possibility of becoming stronger.
Since Boss Huang was willing to teach him, why shouldn't he? At least, Tang Ling did not sense any malicious intent from Boss Huang.
On top of that, he did not sense any negative emotions from Boss Huang either.
This time around, Boss Huang smiled at Tang Ling's request.
He squinted his eyes and took a sip of tea before he asked, "Where's the money?"
"I'll owe you first!" Tang Ling growled without a second thought.
"Owe me?" Boss Huang stroked his chin as if he was in deep thought.
However, Tang Ling could not hold on any longer. The energy was about to disperse and the pain was slowly fading. He had to go back to cultivation.
Therefore, he allowed Boss Huang to think while Tang Ling entered cultivation mode.
He did not expect the energy from the food to be so dense. After a round of cultivation, the vortex in his dantian was just a step away from solidifying.
If he ate them all, wouldn't it be …?
Tang Ling opened his eyes and looked at the food in front of him with a burning gaze.
But he couldn't eat anymore.
He could not even eat for the whole day because there was a limit to how much energy a human could absorb. Even if Tang Ling was a big eater and had a lot of tricks up his sleeves, even if he had the little seed, there was still a limit to how much he could absorb.
Sadly, Tang Ling realized that he could not eat the delicious food anymore.
At the same time, he realized that Boss Huang's words about not wasting the fruits was a huge trap.
Tang Ling blushed and did not want to face Boss Huang.
However, the moment he opened his eyes, Boss Huang's cunning face was so close that it was almost right in front of his eyes.
"What?!" Tang Ling bolted up in shock.
He was really not used to a middle-aged man holding his chin with both hands, almost half leaning on the table, and observing him so closely.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk …" Boss Huang shook his head as he stood up and sat down on the seashell chair beside Tang Ling. "Your Thousand Satin Skill is quite authentic. You didn't get it wrong."
As he spoke, Boss Huang looked a little regretful as if it was a pity that Tang Ling did not get it wrong.
Look at him! Damn it!
Tang Ling resisted the urge to fight Boss Huang one-on-one because if he did, he would most likely be the one getting beaten up.
A rough estimation would be ten times worse than Uncle Su Siao beating him up.
After calming himself down, Tang Ling asked, "Do you know about the Thousand Satin Skill?"
"Is it strange? In this world, the number of people who know more than I, Huang Dao, can be counted on one hand. No, it depends on the aspect … In some aspect, I'm the best in the world and the person who knows the most, "Boss Huang said calmly after taking a sip of his tea.
Tang Ling glanced at Boss Huang and was rendered speechless. If there was a ranking of the best braggart in the world, Boss Huang would definitely be on the list.
He was alone, so how could he compete with the information gathering capabilities of those big factions? Tang Ling did not believe it.
Even if he did not believe it, Tang Ling believed in Boss Huang's power. Boss Huang's power had a sense of mystery to it. At least, he was stronger than any powerhouse that he had ever met, including the Tiger Generals.
Somehow, Tang Ling had the same thought.
Based on that thought, Tang Ling did not bother to expose Boss Huang's bragging. Instead, he looked at the boss with a flattering smile. "Boss, what do you think about the eating technique?"
"It's not that I can't owe you. You have to know that you already owe me 27 Black Sea coins. " Boss Huang put on a troubled expression before he shook his head and sighed. "You know I'm not rich."
Tang Ling was rendered speechless. In terms of lying through his teeth, who else could compete with Boss Huang?
He was not rich? Not rich enough to own such a big house in Darkness Port? If he was not rich enough, how could he be so extravagant with a simple breakfast?
However, arguing with someone like Boss Huang was useless. Tang Ling was also a little fox, so everyone knew how to lie through their teeth.
He put on a very sincere expression of sadness and said, "I also understand the boss's difficulties. I'll work harder and be your slave. I'll risk my life for you, Boss. I'll … "
"Hold on, hold on!" Boss Huang interrupted Tang Ling's mushy confession and stood up. "I'm a practical person. Since you want to owe me, you have to understand the rules here. More precisely, the rules that I've set for you … "
"What's that?" Tang Ling was a little confused.
However, he felt like he had fallen into a trap. Didn't he say that he was going to pit his wits against Boss Huang? Why was he being led by the nose now?
However, Boss Huang was a man full of treasures. Tang Ling would hate himself if he did not dig out more useful information from Boss Huang.
Didn't Boss Huang claim that he knew everything? Maybe Zero's information had landed on him.
With that in mind, Tang Ling calmed down.
"Follow me." Boss Huang was straightforward when he heard Tang Ling's question.
Tang Ling followed Boss Huang without a second thought.
**
Downstairs.
In the smithing room.
It was quite a spacious room with all kinds of ores piled up in one corner and all kinds of tools hung on the wall.
The most eye-catching thing was in the middle of the room. There was a machine that looked like an octopus covered by a transparent cover. It reminded one of the mysterious technology of the Underground civilization at first glance.
The eight tentacles of the octopus were pipes that were connected to the eight giant stoves in the smithing room.
Even though the smithing room was not being smithing and no one was looking after it, the eight stoves were burning fiercely, making the temperature in the room a little hot.
In the middle of the octopus, which was also the place covered by the transparent cover, was a Universal Source Rock that was half the size of a human.
Tang Ling once again witnessed Boss Huang's extravagance.
"Look, this is my workshop." Boss Huang walked around the smithing room with his hands folded. He then pointed at the eight stoves and said, "I'm old now and my body isn't doing well. Looking after the stoves is a little tiring."
Old? You're not doing well? Fine, whatever you say, you're right!
Tang Ling grumbled in his heart, but he put on a sad and sympathetic face and said with a sense of duty, "Boss, what do you need me to do for you?"
"Nothing much. I've never been harsh. Even though you owe me money and have to work for me for a hundred years, I've always been kind to you. But look, you're in debt now … "Boss Huang also put on a sympathetic face.
A hundred years! Tang Ling endured the itch in his teeth.
Boss Huang quickly changed his expression and said with a shrewd look, "That's what I've planned. You'll smith for eight hours a day, and as a bonus, I'll give you an hour of free time and an hour of reading time in my private library on the third floor.
"Of course, the hour of free time is the time you can go out. Other than that, when you don't have to smith, you can do whatever you want in the house, like cooking for Ding Ling or cleaning for Ding Dong. "
Is this not harsh? The veins on Tang Ling's forehead bulged as he quickly interrupted Boss Huang, "I don't get paid?"
"Do you owe me money?" Boss Huang blinked twice.
"But I have to work for a hundred years! I don't even get paid? "Tang Ling was still hoping to get some money from Boss Huang so that he could use it when he needed it.
"Aren't you eating well?" Boss Huang looked at Tang Ling innocently.
"I'm eating well." Tang Ling squeezed the words out of his clenched teeth. He could not deny that the food provided by Boss Huang was better than vicious beast meat.
"Aren't you living well? Do you know that even in the most chaotic district of Darkness Port, you have to pay two Black Wind coins a day to sleep on the street? "Boss Huang looked even more innocent.
"I'm living well." Tang Ling had to admit it.
"That's right. I thought you signed the hundred-year contract without a second thought just because you wanted to eat, drink, and live in my place. Look, I don't care about vicious beast meat. The fish you had this morning is from a Level 5 vicious beast in the sea, the egg is from a Level 4 avian vicious beast, and the seaweed juice is from the fruit essence of a Level 3 vicious plant. The Demonic Fish is a Level 7 vicious beast. Tsk, tsk … "
"Isn't that what you were planning to do?" Boss Huang suddenly smiled. This time, his smile was like that of a sly old fox instead of a sly one.
Tang Ling's heart suddenly sank.
Boss Huang knew everything about his plan, and judging from the look on his face, he did not care at all.
So, what is his goal?
With that in mind, Tang Ling frowned. There was no need to hide anymore. "What do you want?"
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