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Chapter 282
"Stinky boy, I'll kill you!"

As soon as Ye Cao stepped into the blacksmith's shop, she heard a roar from inside, and then a young man rushed out of the shop with a smile on his face, just passing him by.

Although it was only a quick glance, Ye Cao could tell that this boy was quite handsome, although he had a face of ruffian, but there was a faint purple air covering his whole body.

This is the Qi Wang technique, which can be regarded as a monk's benefit, but all immortals have such a pair of insightful eyes.

"careful!"

With a cry of surprise, a hoe threw a large and small wooden stick towards the leaves and grass, and it was about to hit him in the stomach.

Obviously, the person who threw the stick wanted to hit the young man who ran out, but he didn't expect Ye Cao to walk in at this moment.

"Crack!" Fortunately, Ye Cao had quick eyes and hands, and reached out and grabbed the wooden stick.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." A blacksmith with a scar on his face heaved a sigh of relief, apologized to Ye Cao repeatedly, and then said, "Is the young master going to build some kind of weapon?"

The blacksmith is also an experienced and discerning person. Knowing Ye Cao's attitude, it is absolutely impossible to come to the blacksmith's shop to make farm tools.

Ye Cao didn't answer immediately, but threw the wooden stick to a corner and looked around.

There was only one old blacksmith in the blacksmith shop, presumably that Qi blacksmith. There was a stove for blacksmithing in the courtyard, and the sanitary conditions were worrying. In addition, there were three small rooms. The conditions were not difficult, but they were not good either.

"Young master?" Seeing that Ye Cao didn't speak, Blacksmith Qi called him again.

"Well, give me a sword." Ye Cao said.

This is a blacksmith's shop, not a shopping mall. It would be too strange if there was no shopping.

"Okay," Blacksmith Qi rubbed his hands in faith, and asked, "I don't know what your master wants from the sword?"

Blacksmith Qi likes to forge swords, and he is the best at forging swords, but there are not many warriors in this small town, and warriors don't like his small workshop, so he has been making farm tools all these years.

"Anything, but I want it today." Ye Cao had a sword pill in her hand, so she couldn't see other swords, but she was just looking for an excuse to stay in the blacksmith's shop and observe.

"I want it today. The quality of that sword is no different from a piece of iron, and it's useless against the enemy." Hearing Ye Cao's request, Blacksmith Qi was very disappointed. Can't show your real technology at all.

"It's okay, the sword is just a decoration to me."

"Okay. Young master, you can come to get the sword in the evening." The customer made a request, but Blacksmith Qi didn't insist anymore.

"I'm fine, waiting for you."

"Okay, then please drink tea in the house." Tiejiang Qi invited Ye Cao into the house to drink tea, which is not a good tea, just high foam.It is full of scraps of tea leaves. It seems that blacksmithing is not a profitable business.

Ye Cao didn't drink tea, but closed her eyes and only listened to the surrounding sounds with her ears.

woohoo hoo...

This is the sound of blacksmith Qi pulling the bellows.

From the sound alone, it can be heard that this blacksmith Qi is a practitioner. As for how advanced his martial arts are, he has to practice his hands to know.

roar roar...

This is the thick breathing of Tathagata outside the door.

Fortunately, I didn't order food for it on the opposite side, otherwise the restaurant would have to be overturned.

The blacksmith shop is really only blacksmith Qi, and there is no old master as the waiter in the opposite shop said.

"Master Qi, I heard that there is an old Mr. Zhao living here, may he be there?" Ye Cao asked knowingly.

"Oh, so you are here to find Master Zhao." Blacksmith Qi immediately understood that this young master did not come to ask for a sword, but to ask for words.

But because of his young age and thin skin, he was embarrassed to ask directly. After all, this is a blacksmith shop, so he decided to forge a sword.

It's like getting lost on the street and want to ask someone for directions, and then find a small supermarket to buy a bottle of water, take a sip and ask how to get there.

"He's still in the school, look at the time and he'll be back soon. Do you still want to fight with this sword?"

For Qi blacksmith, forging a sword is a very serious matter. Although his hands have been itchy for a long time, he still hopes that Ye Cao will cancel the order, or make a good sword.

"More." Ye Cao immediately took out ten taels of silver from her pocket, and threw it towards Blacksmith Qi.

Blacksmith Qi stretched out his hand, easily caught it, and said, "Chenghui."

Ye Cao raised her eyebrows, and got a general understanding of Qi's blacksmith's strength, which was beyond imagination.

He made a seemingly random throw just now, but there is mana hidden in it, and at least a second-rank expert can catch it.

I really didn't expect that there was such a master in this small city, this small blacksmith shop.

Not long after, an old master walked in with his hands behind his back. He was slightly stunned when he saw blacksmith Qi forging a sword, and then he caught a glimpse of Yecao, showing a clear expression.

He didn't intend to greet the guest Ye Cao, but walked into the room on the left. Blacksmith Qi didn't intend to ask him to help, nor would he go to help.

"This must be Mr. Zhao." Ye Cao got up and asked.

"It's the old man, what advice does this son have?" Old Master Zhao asked.

"I was eating at the opposite side just now, and I saw that the words on the signboard looked like everyone, so I came here to ask for words." Ye Cao said.

"Hahaha," Mr. Zhao said with a whisker and a smile, "It's a small way, just laugh at me, laugh at me."

Mr. Zhao said so, but looked at Blacksmith Qi very proudly, meaning: See if you see, he is here to ask for words, for me, not for your blacksmith, and see if you dare to look proud in front of me in the future.

The book has its own Yan Ruyu, and the book has its own golden house...

"Ding ding ding..." This was the sound of blacksmith Qi striking iron, he just pretended not to see the old master's pride.

"Please wait a moment, my lord. I'll go get the Four Treasures of the Study."

Not long after, the old master brought the four treasures of the study, set them up, and while studying ink, he asked, "But I don't know what you want to write, and what fonts do you need?"

"The master's words are full of ink treasures, just use them to your heart's content." Ye Cao said.

Hahaha, the old master laughed from ear to ear.Scholars die for those who know their friends. After so many years, they finally come to know the goods.

"Yes!" The old master was overjoyed, picked up a pen and wrote two lines of poems on the paper:
The youth is suave and talented, and it is sad that his ambition is not rewarded.

"How?" Old Master Zhao put down his pen in satisfaction.

"Good word," Ye Cao praised, then bowed his hands to the old master and said, "Ye Cao, I have met Master Zhao."

Mrs. Zhao's complexion changed drastically, his eyes widened, and he shouted, "Do it!"

With a sound of "bang", blacksmith Qi smashed the sword-forging furnace with his fist, and took out a sword from it, a unparalleled sword.

"kill!"

Ye Cao still underestimated Blacksmith Qi, he was not a second-rank master, but a first-rank master of the Vajra Realm.

(End of this chapter)