After time travel, my best friend and I exchanged supplies and became a rich woman

On the way back, except for the need to mediate the quarrel between Lao Ding and Lao Lu, Chen Dongyue had nothing else to do.

Probably because of competition among peers, the two masters competed in everything.

Comparing on craftsmanship or something like that would be fine, but they both wanted to compete on everything.

He eats more than anyone else, drinks harder than anyone else, pee farther than anyone else, and wishes he could even poop bigger than anyone else.

Not only that, the two people would fight if they disagreed.

On the carriage, you kicked me, I punched you, you spat at me, I spat at you, and it happened all the time.

Until Chen Dongyue couldn't bear it anymore and yelled, "If you fight again, your money will be deducted!" '

Only then can the two masters calm down.

A little while.

As long as something comparable comes out soon, the two of them can immediately enter the fighting state.

Chen Dongyue regretted it.

I wish I could throw these two things on the road.

But thinking about the one hundred thousand taels of real gold and silver that her godmother took out... Chen Dongyue could only kowtow to these two old men and beg them to stop spitting.

It doesn't mean that there are only two blacksmiths left in the Great Rong Dynasty. Chen Dongyue can't find good craftsmen anywhere else.

It's true...the iron tools produced by these two people are indeed much better than those sold by the blacksmith shops in Liaocheng.

Chen Dongyue tried out the bone chopping knife made by Lao Lutou and the mountain-splitting ax made by Lao Ding on the way. The quality was really good.

That bone chopping knife can break a cow bone in one stroke without curling the blade.

That mountain-splitting ax chopped down a tree with one stroke, and the handle did not fly out.

If something can survive in Chen Dongyue's hands, it means that the quality is quite good.

To hit iron things well, a Thousand Hammer is definitely indispensable.

Hundreds of refinements, of course, are equally important.

The most important thing in Bailian is to control the temperature of the crucible.

So even if Chen Dongyue was almost bored to death, she still had to get these two half-grown old men back.

The group arrived at the intersection of Qizhou and Liaozhou noisily.

It looks like we will enter Liaozhou tomorrow.

After arriving in Liaozhou, the carriage only needs one more day to reach Liaocheng.

In the evening, Chen Dongyue asked the postman at the post station to give them each a bowl of chicken noodle soup to get rid of the cold wind and cold on the road.

By the way, she could also add a lot of spit that was wasted by trying to break up the fight.

Master Lu said that one bowl of chicken noodle soup is not enough. He can cook three bowls of noodles at home alone.

Master Ding immediately followed and said that although he was over forty, he could eat five bowls of noodles in one meal.

"Come on, come on," Chen Dongyue called the postman back, "Go and kill two hens and make two pots of chicken noodle soup. Give each of the two chefs a bucket of chicken noodle soup.

Remember, it’s a bucket for carrying water, one bucket per person! "

"Ah?!" The postman stood still.

Chen Dongyue repeated again, "You heard it right, give each of these two gentlemen a bucket of noodles. Aren't they more capable of eating it?! Today, each of them will give me a bucket of noodles. If they can't eat any more, I will tear off their heads." , pour the noodles in!"

"Well, it doesn't take as much as a bucket." Master Lu said softly, "I, I'm just talking. Now that I'm older, I can only eat two bowls of noodles in one meal."

Chen Dongyue stared and turned around, loudly asking Master Ding, "What about you?!"

"I, I only need two bowls." Master Ding made a sign with his hand.

"Okay, each of us has one bowl, and these two have two bowls each. Let's go." After Chen Dongyue finished speaking, she waved tiredly to the postman.

Each one is a candle, neither lit nor bright.

She had to get angry before she could speak properly.

Chen Dongyue twisted her neck and then folded her hands.

Master Lu and Master Ding on the side stopped arguing now. One looked quietly at the door, while the other kept looking back at the back door, and then whispered why the noodles didn't come.

It's not that they are afraid of Chen Dongyue.

But...but, the boss has to give some face at least.

While everyone was waiting for their meal, it started to rain outside.

Although spring has begun at this time, the weather in the north has not really gotten warmer yet.

So when it rains, it adds a bit of chill.

Feng Bei stood up, walked to the door, and couldn't help but sigh, "Fortunately, we came earlier, and we happened to escape a heavy rain."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a horse team coming from a distance.

The postman rushed out to greet him.

Not long after, Chen Dongyue and the others heard a lot of noise and shouting outside the door.

Soon, someone came in.

Chen Dongyue, who was bored with waiting, turned to look at the door.

I saw a pale man wearing a large cloak, surrounded by people, entering the inn.

Behind him, a large number of people, surrounded by a woman wearing a dark purple fur-trimmed jacket, followed in.

The small inn was packed to the brim in an instant.

Yi Cheng greeted him with a smile on his face, "How many guests are staying in the hotel? Do they have official seals?"

Before the man in the big cloak could speak, the purple woman shouted, "Quick, quick, quick, clear out the room in Tianzi No. 1. Someone is coming, come and boil the hot water!!"

Liren! ! Liren, are you okay? ! Come on, take off your cloak. Have you been caught in the rain?

What are you doing watching? Hurry upstairs and wait for the fifth young master to take a bath and change clothes!

By the way, you guys go to the room and light the charcoal pot first, otherwise it will be cold when you change clothes later! "

This woman can't stop talking.

The whole inn was in a state of confusion due to her.

The pale man only whispered twice: "Mother, I'm fine."

Unfortunately, the voice was a bit soft, and the key point was that the woman in purple didn't believe that her son was okay, so the pale man's resistance was zero.

Chen Dongyue made a face at Taohong and the others.

I didn’t expect that there were mama’s boys in ancient times.

But it's none of their business, they just want to eat a bowl of chicken noodle soup.

Fortunately, the freshly killed chicken noodle soup was finally served.

The woman who helped in the kitchen held a tray and placed bowls of noodles in front of Chen Dongyue and others.

When the lady Guala Guala saw there was chicken noodle soup, she shouted to the cook to quickly cook a few bowls.

"That's okay," the old woman in Duanmian said with a confused look on her face, "but the guest will have to wait a little longer. Our chickens are all killed immediately."

The woman in purple frowned and asked, "How long do we have to wait?"

"Half an hour," the mother-in-law replied.

The woman's sharp voice sounded again, "How can that be done?! My son got caught in the rain and needs to drink something hot to ward off the cold!"

After saying that, she stopped the last two bowls of noodles on the mother-in-law's tray, "We want these noodles!"

Chen Dongyue, who was looking for garlic everywhere, stopped, then looked at the woman in purple and said, "First come, first served, do you understand?"

"What comes first?" The woman in purple rolled her eyes at Chen Dongyue, "Do you know who we are?!"

"...Then do you know who I am?" Chen Dongyue looked at the woman in purple with a half-smile.

The woman in purple glanced at Chen Dongyue up and down, and sneered: "Hey, is it fun to pretend?! Let me tell you, my son is..."