Chapter 413

The small hearts of the people around were really hit. Such ups and downs really made their hearts beat.

I thought this man would suffer, but I knew that he was noble enough to have cold qualifications. When I think about them, let alone criticism, it's good that this man is cold but not cruel. Otherwise, I'm afraid he'll explain his life because of watching a good play.

A sigh, a fear.

Yao Sisi was too lazy to take care of this, and went straight from the way out of the way, followed by Yan Hu, the demon and Dong Hanshan. Dongfeng Po took a look at Yao Sisi's departure direction. He was depressed and walked slowly for a few steps. After all, he still didn't keep up. He was sure to let her return to him. The dark shadow flashed, and the people present didn't see where he had gone. The field was empty with one or two carriages and the bodies of two horses. County Magistrate Chen frowned and said, "clean up here."

On the street once again, only those who have just seen this thing are still in doubt and feel very exciting.

Let's look at Yao Sisi's four people. Yao Sisi stepped into a sewing shop and bought a large or long or short embroidery needle at once. Then he entered a medicine shop and bought some simple wound medicine from the shopkeeper of the medicine shop. Then the whole man pressed on the shoulders of Dong Hanshan and the demon and followed the blacksmith's shop.

The afternoon sun seems a little lazy. It's very comfortable to sprinkle it on your body. The four of them had already left three blacksmith shops, but they all returned in vain. They could only hope for the last blacksmith shop. At the corner of a street, a red flag with a blacksmith's shop appeared in front of the four people.

The four of them raised their hopes again. Although the other three except Yao Sisi knew only a little about the purpose of coming to the blacksmith shop, they were still a little happy to see the last blacksmith shop. They all relaxed. They all looked tired. The road was not too long and should not be so tired, But it's just that the three of them have to take turns to help Yao Sisi, who is now weak, walk. It's a little hard.

The flag at the gate of the blacksmith's shop was originally plain, but the words on the plain red cloth were unusual. Ancient people naturally wrote, so it's nothing to say that they can write good words. However, the strangeness of the words is that they didn't write with a brush, but they fastened them with small nails, It is expected that it is not difficult to form a font with nails. The difficulty lies in that the surface of the font is flat without any disorder. Moreover, the words composed of nails can also be written like everyone's handwriting. This is not simple. What is more difficult is that the nail is not a template, but a piece of burlap, and a piece of cheap burlap, Such handicrafts must be a place of Crouching Tiger, hidden dragon.

The facade is not too big, but a shop like a three piece house. The shop is not decorated at all. If you insist, it is to return to nature, and the simplicity is a little defeated. The left-hand room is used to place the forged utensils. In the middle and on the right is the furnace room. The light inside is dim. The flame dances in the breathing and rhythm of the bellows. Several big men are shirtless, sweating like rain. Their long hair is wrapped in cloth. The hammer hits the iron block one by one. The red iron block sends out a touch of Martian characters, and almost smashes a fireball. Countless sparks jumped out and landed on the ground nearby. After a while, they died. The blacksmith kept putting the iron in his hand into the stove, quickly took it out and beat it, put it in, and then take it out. Some blacksmiths in the blacksmith shop have finished their tools and are cooling them quickly. Sickles, hoes, hooks, spatulas, nails, and horseshoes.

At this time, an old man in his 60s came out, looked at the four people and said, "do you want to buy iron?"

Yao Sisi grabbed the conversation in time, "can you customize silverware here?"

The old man looked at Yao Sisi and said, "yes."

Then he shouted to the inner head, "come here, Dick."

"Oh, Dad, come!"

A man inside answered quickly.

The original man in this is all the sons of the old man, and the little girl selling in the left house is the little daughter of the old man. Yao Sisi couldn't help but say a moment of silence to such a family. In ancient times, technology was still handed down by blood. As soon as the child was born, she was arranged for her future life. She felt numb when she thought about forging iron. Anyway, she didn't want to care about it. As long as she could get what she wanted.

"Girl, this is the second son of old Khan. He is good at making silver. If you have any requirements, please tell him."

Yao Sisi looked at the man carefully. He was about thirty years old. His muscles were quite developed and his appearance was very general. At the same time, she also went to the corner and picked up an iron ring, "I need a silver bracelet. The silver bracelet should be empty. It's best to have any switch. I can take out the things inside when I need it. Then I need a thin silver wire. It's OK to have an arm long. Can you do it?"

The three characters smiled simply and honestly, "yes, but I'm afraid I can't do the pattern on the bracelet well. I need a pattern."

Yao Sisi shook his head. "There's no need to make the bracelet fancy. Ordinary bracelets won't be remembered and noticed. The lines on the bracelet are the simplest."

The man nodded at Yao Sisi, and then asked, "I just don't know when the girl wants it?"

Yao Sisi bowed her head and thought for a moment. She knew that Dongfeng Po had been following her ten feet away, but she wouldn't leave here. She said, "the sooner the better. Can you deliver the goods in three days?"

"Yes."

The man nodded at Yao Sisi confidently, and then walked in without words. The old man, who had not spoken for a long time, said again, "girl, the deposit is ten Liang silver."

Yao Sisi realized that she had not given the money, so she directly took a ingot of silver from her arms and put it on the palm of the old man's hand. "Can I make a profit here and buy an axe?"

"Of course, girl, please."

The old man left consciously.

Yan Hu asked, "sister Sisi, what do you want an axe for?"

Yao Sisi glanced at the outside with deep meaning, and then whispered, "we're here. Of course, we have to buy something to go out."

At this time, the three had understood and accompanied Yao Sisi around.

Beside the burning stove, the innermost man was illuminated like a Firebird. The flame is like the tongue of a python, flexible and swift, licking around at a limited height. With the pull of the bellows, the fire went out, and the blacksmith's face went up and down. His upper body was naked, his skin was dark, his arms were round, and big drops of sweat fell down his back.

Holding pliers in his equally dark hand, he picked up the iron from the stove, placed it on the anvil and began to knock. The sledgehammer swung up, drew a full arc in the air, and fell on the iron. It was a soul shaking sound. Bang... The beauty of rhythm and rhythm is perfectly reflected in his beating.