Chapter 1304 Mr. Rasukfu’s [Promotion]

I felt uncomfortable being stared at by Mrs. Rasuk. Naturally, I no longer had the interest to continue reminiscing with Qiaxi. I originally wanted to leave, but under the warm greeting of Aunt Rasuk, I entered the room and sat and chatted for a while.

a while.

The situation is stronger than the people. If I don't agree, no one will show me the way. It's windy and snowy outside, and I may not be able to stop even if I see it at night. [bsp; "Boy, come, sit, sit, drink something hot to warm yourself up.

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Aunt Rasuk's enthusiasm is a little overwhelming. It seems that she has decided that I am her candidate for her daughter-in-law. If not for this, I still like the barbarian's bold style. Compared with respectful titles such as elder, I

I prefer these elders to call me brat, or even brat.

After a while, a steaming cup of yak nǎi was served.

However, I always felt something was wrong with the location of this place. It was a huge square wooden table. Chaxi and I sat on one side, and Mr. Rasukfu sat on the other side, as if he was inspecting the guests who were visiting us for the first time.

Like a daughter-in-law, wouldn't it be better to have a square table with one person sitting on each side?

"Boy, I've heard that he's been very active recently, and the news has spread to Harrogas."

Uncle Rasuk carelessly put a rhinoceros-like thick tui on the chair, grabbed a few pieces of yak meat on the table with his big hands, put it in his mouth, chewed it, and said with a squeaking sound.

"What's up?"

I raised my head, glanced at this rude yet heroic giant, and lifted the cup in front of me. Yes, I lifted it up. The cup used by barbarians was as big as the water spoon we usually use. I weighed it.

The portion size is as much as a large bottle of Coke in just one cup.

Recently... I think about it, I've been doing a lot of selling festivals, I guess it won't be publicized.

"You don't know? In the second world's Demon Fortress War, you killed even the world's most powerful monsters, and on the Alliance God's Birthday, those interesting programs seemed to be produced by you. In the bar, almost

I hear these rumors every day, over and over again, and I can almost recite them by heart."

"Ha...ah haha, it turns out that's the case. This is just a ridiculous compliment from everyone. It's just an exaggeration. The Demon Fortress was lucky that time, and the enemy was not at the world's power level. As for God's birthday, then

It’s all thanks to Akara nǎinǎi, I just did what an elder should do.”

After listening to Uncle Rasuk's words, I immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

What? It turns out that it’s not a censorious thing. Fortunately, the nickname of the harem elder should last for a while before it continues to evolve.

"Hahahahaha, you kid, why are you so polite in front of me? If you didn't do it, you didn't do it. If you did it, you did it. Everyone's eyes are bright. Don't you think you can judge for yourself?"

Seeing my modesty, Uncle Rasuk couldn't help laughing loudly, and looked me up and down with satisfied eyes, as if to say, this guy is okay. Although he is not big, he has strength and ability, but he is a little too polite and not enough.

Straightforward.

What's going on with the look in your daughter-in-law's eyes?

"I also heard about it when I was traveling abroad." At this time, Qiaxi turned his head, with a hint of shyness on his pretty and heroic face, and said with a sweet smile.

"Especially in the days after God's Birthday, the streets and alleys are discussing your interesting programs, Elder Fan. If I had known this, I would have gone back to the camp."

Having said this, she bit her tongue and looked quite regretful, but then she smiled with relief.

"However, it's great to hear from Elder Fan often, so that I can confirm that you are safe and sound."

"Thanks."

My sincere and sincere concern for Qiaxi warms my heart. There seem to be very few friends like Qiaxi around me. They are all like Lal's men and have no serious appearance, although I am not qualified either.

Say them.

"But that's not fair. You know I'm safe and sound, but I don't know what you're doing and whether I'm safe or not." Seeing Qiaxi's honest and cute look, I couldn't help but joke with a smile.

"This... this... how can a little blacksmith like me be like Elder Fan... Elder Fan, who is so praised in the Dark Continent and can hear about the situation at any time."

The big beautiful woman suddenly panicked and fiddled with the cup in her hand at a loss, feeling a little shy and uneasy.

It was just a joke at first, but she actually answered seriously. Seeing Qiaxi's look, I felt a little sorry, so I comforted her.

"Don't worry, Qiaxi will definitely become a famous blacksmith in the mainland in the future. Rumors about you can be heard everywhere."

"Is...really okay?"

Qiaxi looked at me with a pair of bright eyes. Although she would work hard for it even if others didn't tell her, it was a joyful thing after all that someone could agree with it.

"It's hard for me to see."

I was just about to answer, but Uncle Rasuk on the side took the lead, crossed his arms, and made an evaluation in the language of an old-timer and a senior person.

"Who doesn't want to have an heir who can pass down his blacksmith shop from generation to generation, but I have been opposed to you doing this from the beginning, just because I don't think highly of you. Judging from my eyes as the leading blacksmith in Harrogas."

"Even if you say so, father, I will persist. How will you know if you don't try?"

Obviously, such conversations often happen between the father and daughter, so I saw Qiaxi's accustomed and unmoved look of perseverance.

"Why can't Qiaxi become an excellent blacksmith?" I asked curiously.

"It's very simple."

Rasuk held out five fingers.

"If you want to be an excellent blacksmith, you need at least these five things: strength, patience, skill, talent and enthusiasm."

With great regret, he put down his fingers one by one, leaving the last one and sighed.

"Qiaxi has all four things behind him, but strength alone is not enough. A blacksmith who lacks strength is like a warrior who cannot raise his fist. No matter how good the other conditions are, he will not be able to pass this level."

Rasuk kept shaking his head and sighed bitterly: "Actually, as long as Qiaxi has the talent to become a mercenary, he can improve his strength through experience and upgrades, but God made a joke to me. Qiaxi's mother and I are both confused.

Among the outstanding warriors of Logas, only Qiaxi does not even have the qualifications to become a mercenary."

"Look at your mouth, have you said enough?"

Seeing Qiaxi lowering his head sadly, Aunt Rasuk gave the careless and ignorant Uncle Rasuk a hard blow on the back of the head and said with a glare.

"It doesn't matter, what my father said is absolutely right. Mother, I've known about this for a long time, and I won't give up." Qiaxi gritted his teeth, raised his head again, and smiled.

"Why did I give birth to such a stupid daughter?" Aunt Rasuk looked at her daughter lovingly and secretly glanced at her.

Not enough strength?

I glanced at Qiaxi. In the eyes of ordinary people, she was tall enough. Although her figure was slender and not as muscular as other barbarians, she did not lack toughness and explosive power.

However, this is a human point of view. In the eyes of barbarians, she is like Lena, who is different from ordinary people. She is slender and delicate, with a body that lacks the support of large muscles. She can even be described as sickly, like Feng Yi.

Blow and it will fall.

"It's really strange. Logically speaking, the remaining children of my Rasuke should be tall and strong." Like me, Uncle Rasuke was looking at his daughter across from me in confusion.

Son.

Look at his height, he is considered tall among barbarians. His muscles are as hard as steel due to years of exercise.

Aunt Lasuk sitting next to him is also tall and strong, but her arms exposed boldly in the snow are covered with explosive muscles, which are as thick as my thighs. I think, in the barbarian's

In terms of aesthetics, Aunt Rasuk should be a rare beauty.

And Qiaxi... I can only say that it really doesn't look like the child born between these two people. Uncle and Aunt Rasuk, are you sure that Qiaxi is not the Amazon girl baby you picked up on the shore of a certain lake?

"Anyway, I don't agree with you going down the blacksmith path. The most practical thing is to find a blacksmith's wife to inherit my blacksmith shop."

Rasuk had no choice. If there was such a thing as muscle elixir, even if he sold blood, he would still have to buy a few bottles for his daughter to drink.

"Father, this is the only thing I will never agree to."

Although Qiaxi is a good girl, she also has her own ideals and persistence, which even her father cannot control.

"Humph, it's okay not to marry a blacksmith. What do you think of Qualkek? If I go and talk to him, for my sake, he might nod in agreement."

"Didn't Qualkek already have two wives?" Aunt Rasuk chirped at the side.

"What's the matter? As long as a man has strength, it's normal to marry more than one, right, kid." Uncle Rasuk looked at me and said.

I:"……"

This... is it better to shake your head or nod your head? If you shake your head, the three beautiful wives in your house, your personal escort, the two queens, and a wild little sky fox are not convincing at all, you bastard.

When he nodded, he seemed to be pushing Qiaxi into the fire pit again. It was not just a question of how many wives Qualkek had. Think about it, that guy was the strongest man in the barbarian race, and he was almost four to five meters tall.

, and Qiaxi is only a little over two meters tall. This is basically a combination of humans and animals. Uncle Rasuk, is there really nothing wrong with your brain?

Uncle Rasuk, who asked me a difficult question, did not wait for an answer and was naturally rejected by Qiaxi. Well, it seems that Qiaxi still has common sense.

"What's wrong with Qualkek? He's recognized as the most handsome guy among us barbarians." Uncle Rasuk was depressed. His eyes clearly said "It's good if he can take a liking to you. Who will get it?"

You look down on him" means.

The most handsome guy... With Qualkek's siege beast-like body shape, from the barbarian's point of view, he is indeed the most handsome guy.

Sweat broke out on my forehead. I can't complain about this, you bastard.

Moreover, my presence was so embarrassing, the discussion completely turned into a family matter of the Rasuk family, and me being an outsider in it was like resting my butt on a cactus.

Sure enough, I shouldn't have accepted Aunt Rasuk's invitation in the first place. Even if I continued on my journey, I would always meet one or two passers-by. I regret it.

"Okay, okay, forget it if Qualkek can't do it. Really, he may not necessarily like you. You don't know the heights of the world, little girl."

Rasuk looked helpless.

As for why I use the word "make" to describe it? Because barbarians are not good at acting, except of course Doug, so I can easily tell that Uncle Rasuk is acting.
To be continued...