Hadeng's smug expression froze. His eyes widened as he stared at the smiling Joey. His mind was in a mess.
"What did this young master just say?"
"Did Master Rôme really forge a cleaver for this chef?"
"How … How is that possible? Master Rôme has been quiet for two years, and he's forging a cleaver for a chef for the first time? "
"Could it be that this person is not only a chef, but also a hidden master?"
The onlookers also stared at Meg in disbelief. They couldn't believe that the world's number one blacksmith would personally forge a cleaver for a chef.
Especially those customers who came to line up in front of the workshop every day. They even wanted to eat Mag alive.
They lined up respectfully every day, but they didn't even have a chance to see Master Rôme. But this guy was here for the first time yesterday, and he was able to make Master Rôme forge a cleaver for him.
However, this was a customer who had an order from Master Rôme, so they didn't dare to act rashly. If they angered Master Rôme, it would be impossible for him to forge a weapon for them.
"Call him daddy?" Meg sized up Hadeng, then looked at Amy. "Amy, what do you think of this little brother?"
"No, he's too ugly. He's even uglier than Ugly Duckling. I don't want a brother like this." Amy shook her head seriously.
"That's a problem." Meg nodded in agreement.
The conversation between the father and daughter made the onlookers burst into laughter. However, Hadeng was the one who had boasted, so they couldn't say anything about the father and daughter.
"You … You two …" Hadeng was so angry that his beard trembled. The father and daughter were obviously mocking his handsome appearance, but he was the one who said it just now. In the blink of an eye, he was slapped in the face. Now, he didn't know how to refute.
Meg looked around, then pointed at an ugly and black rock not far away. "How about this? Go over there and kneel down in front of that rock and call it daddy, and we'll forget about this. You might even become brothers with the Great Sage in the future. Then you won't have to worry about any weapon."
Hadeng was confused by what he was talking about, but he understood that Meg wanted him to kneel down in front of that rock and call it daddy. It was too humiliating.
"You're a grown-up now. You have to keep your word." Amy looked up at Hadeng with encouragement written all over her face.
"Yes, we all heard it. Hurry up and call it daddy. We're still waiting to see the new cleaver made by Master Rôme."
"Even if it's a kitchen knife, it's a kitchen knife forged by Master Rom. It's probably the only kitchen knife forged by Master Rom in the world."
. "The onlookers joined in the commotion. After all, they didn't mind the commotion.
Hadeng's face turned red when he heard the crowd's laughter. He looked at Meg, who was standing still, and didn't intend to let it go. He gritted his teeth and said, "Must you force me?"
"I'm not forcing you. You're the one who's forcing yourself." Meg looked at Hadeng and said calmly, "You can refuse to fulfill your promise, but I heard that Master Rôme values integrity the most."
Hadeng's expression changed slightly. He looked in the direction of the workshop, gritted his teeth, and walked toward the black rock not far away. He knelt on the ground with a plop, then called out to the rock, "Daddy!"
Everyone looked at Hadeng with smiles on their faces. Seeing a demon call a rock 'daddy' was not a waste of their time today.
"Brother Meg is also a brave person." Godala, who was sitting in the carriage, sighed to himself. He looked at the sullen demon and was worried. This demon didn't look friendly. Would he take revenge on Brother Meg after this?
"Let's go." Meg retracted his gaze, held Amy's hand, and followed Joey to the workshop's door. He wasn't a clay figurine. How could he allow others to mock him?
Joey opened the door and let Meg and Amy in before closing the door again.
Everyone looked around curiously. They all wanted to know what a kitchen knife made by Master Rôme looked like. Even if it was used as a weapon, it would most likely be a divine weapon, right?
"Mr. Meg, you're here," Master Rôme said with a smile as he walked out of the workshop after washing his hands when Meg entered.
"Yes, I had fun at Issen Castle again today, so I came a little late. Sorry to keep Master Rôme waiting," Meg said apologetically.
"It's okay. I just finished making the kitchen knife you wanted. You came at the right time." Rôme shook his head and pointed to the forging table at the side. "Go and see if this kitchen knife suits your taste."
"Okay." Meg nodded and walked toward the forging table. Before he got close, the shining golden light made him squint his eyes subconsciously.
In the middle of the forging table, a kitchen knife was placed quietly on the knife rack.
The broad back of the knife, the sharp edge of the knife, and the sharp blade exuded a formidable chill.
It was a neat Chinese kitchen knife.
It was also the style of the kitchen knife drawn on the blueprint Meg gave to Master Rôme yesterday.
"Whether the knife is suitable or not, you'll only know when you try it," Master Rôme's voice came from behind.
"I agree with this statement," Meg replied with a smile, and then reached out to hold the kitchen knife.
The kitchen knife was one piece, and the handle was also made of metal. After a few anti-slip lines were carefully polished, it felt more comfortable to hold than wood, and was slightly cool to the touch.
Moreover, the kitchen knife didn't look heavy, but it weighed about 15 kilograms. The extremely dense metal was condensed into such a knife after being hammered thousands of times. It was clear that Master Rôme's skills were superb.
But for Meg, this kitchen knife was just right for him. It wasn't as light as an ordinary kitchen knife, and the texture was excellent.
"Try it." Rôme handed over an iron rod as thick as an arm.
"Try this?" Meg took the iron rod with a little surprise.
"If you can't even try this, then how can you split open the head of a level 10 magic beast?" Rôme asked in return.
"That's true." Meg nodded, and with a slap, the iron rod was flattened like a cucumber. Then it was cut into the length of a flame, and the length of a hair.
"What amazing knife skills!"
Roy and Lous were stunned. There was actually someone in this world who could cut a piece of iron into the size of a hair, and the length of each strand was exactly the same.
"Good knife!" Meg praised from the bottom of his heart as he put away the knife. There wasn't the slightest scratch on the surface of the knife, and the edge of the knife was flawless. It was much better than the golden kitchen knife given by the system in the test field for the God of Cookery.
"I wonder how much I should pay Master Rôme for such a good knife." Meg put down the kitchen knife and looked at Master Rôme.
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