132, international athlete-level blacksmith

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Before seven o'clock in the morning, there was a sound of striking iron in Anping Hutong, mixed with bursts of criticism and accusations.

"Gu boy, what do you say you look like? Since you bought the blacksmith shop, you are responsible for striking iron and repairing iron tools for us, but what about you? You can't turn on the stove a few times a year, you say, what should I do if my kitchen knife is open?"

At the door of the blacksmith's room, the old man Tong was on crutches and yelled loudly at the blacksmith in the house.

"Yes, Xiao Gu, now that there are fewer blacksmiths in this city, what should we do if we are short of scissors and hoes?

"Xiao Gu, no matter what, you have to open the furnace once a month in the future, otherwise we will go to Hanjing University to react and say that you are bullying our group of old men. ”

"Yes, if you have time to fool around in the bar at the mouth of the alley one day, and you come back with a foreign woman for the night, you can't squeeze out a little time to strike iron?

Behind the old man Tong, there were more than a dozen old men and women in their seventies and eighties, waiting at the door one by one with iron tools, arguing, saying that they would leave Xiao Gu at home to strike iron today.

Gu Meng listened to the accusations of the old people and smiled bitterly.

Last night, everyone was in the bar until the first half of the night.

In the morning, when neither he nor Julia woke up, there was a burst of shouting outside the courtyard.

Someone said, I slept late last night and saw Gu Meng come back with three foreign women.

Some people say that they finally caught that kid today.

Some people say that they can't afford to pay it back at five o'clock, and Xiao Gu doesn't know how to control it.

Gu Meng got up sleepily, pushed open the door and looked, and saw the old men and ladies in the alley blocking the door, brandishing hoes, kitchen knives, and woodcutters, and jumped out of him, what is this for?

Listening to what the old people said, he breathed a sigh of relief, and the old people said, Xiao Gu blacksmith, you blacksmith should work.

So he, an international athlete, was escorted by a group of old men to a blacksmith shop to make iron.

Tyrannical creatures!

He sighed, and beat the iron embryo a few times as if venting, it has been almost two years since he was reborn, and after two years of training, his strength seems to be greater, and he doesn't know where his limit is if he continues to exercise?

"Gu boy, you hit it lightly, my kitchen knife came out of the back kitchen of Prince Gong's mansion, and I won't follow it if it is broken. ”

The old man Zhang, the descendant of the chief housekeeper of Prince Gong's mansion, saw him beating the kitchen knife desperately, and the corners of his mouth twitched one after another, and he was really worried that his ancestral kitchen knife would be reimbursed by him.

Gu Meng stopped the hammer and said dissatisfiedly: "Old man Zhang, you won't come to touch porcelain with me, right? This broken kitchen knife is rusty to death, and no one wants to throw it on the ground, you told me that it was a guy in the palace, how do you tell me to hammer?"

"Okay, don't talk about it, you can fight quickly!" Old man Zhang blushed a little and waved his sleeves to urge.

"This knife has to be re-steeled and re-polished, a total of two pieces, is it still beaten?"

Old man Zhang gritted his teeth, "Fight!"

Gu Meng laughed, this old man didn't know what was going on, and it wasn't that there was no kitchen knife at home, so why did he turn this old antique out again? He just looked at it carefully, the handle of this kitchen knife is Huanghuali's, and there is a unicorn pattern on the kitchen knife, and there is an inscription of 'Lao Quan'.

Since the old man was not heartbroken, he did not have the consciousness to destroy art, and fought hard.

"Gu Meng!"

Li Guoqiang didn't know when he appeared outside the door, looking at Gu Meng's upper body wearing a vest, the muscles of his whole body were convex, and the iron was cast, especially the pair of unicorn arms, the pectoralis major muscles of the B cover, and the well-defined abdominal muscles, which were really enviable, he touched himself, all the bones are on the shelf, do you want to work out?

Without waiting for him to think about fitness, several old men around him looked over with displeased eyes, "What are you looking for Xiao Gu for?" He is not free today, you can come back tomorrow!"

Li Guoqiang was stunned, what is this for, could it be that Gu Meng still has so many grandparents in the capital?

Gu Meng saw the situation here, put down the hammer and said, "Grandparents, you go back first, I promise that even if you stay up late today, you will definitely repair all your iron tools, okay?"

"No, Xiao Gu, what if you run away?"

Gu Meng was speechless, pointed to the courtyard next to him and said, "As the old saying goes, a monk can't run the temple if he can run, my house is still there, where can I go?" Everyone can go back with confidence, the sun is coming out soon, if you have heat stroke, there will be a big mess." ”

Under his constant persuasion, the old people slowly dispersed, mainly because they came early and had not eaten breakfast yet!

"Brother Qiang, what's the matter?"

The old people dispersed, Gu Meng didn't lie to anyone, and continued to strike iron, Li Guoqiang didn't speak after he came in, and quietly watched him strike iron, which made him a little strange, is this stealing a teacher?

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Li Guoqiang thought, why did he get involved in selling books to make money?

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He spent a night of hard work last night to finish reading "Rushing to Dinosaur Island", and felt that the book was so well written, patriotic and anti-Japanese, and the three views were very positive, and cooperating with Gu Meng would definitely make money, so he rushed over to talk about business without taking care of breakfast.

When Gu Meng heard this, he laughed, "Welcome Brother Qiang, you can discuss the matter of selling books with Liu Fucai." ”

"The Fierceness of the Blacksmith of Rebirth"

Li Guoqiang said with a smile: "Then let's build a book company, hang it in the name of Handa Publishing House, divide half of the shares, and sell books with the help of the publishing house's sales channels." ”

"I'm busy, you guys look at it"

Gu Meng buried himself in iron, thinking that when the next semester came, he should hand over the squad leader, the head of the regiment and some miscellaneous errands, otherwise how could he take care of it?

"What's the name of our book company?" Li Guoqiang asked again.

"You can do it!"

Li Guoqiang stared at his hammer head and thought for a while, "How about calling it a 'book'?"

Gu Meng almost didn't throw the hammer on his head when he heard it, "Why is it called this?"

Li Guoqiang pointed to his hammer and said with a smile: "It's the sound of striking iron, powerful and loud! What a name!"

Gu Meng tugged at the corners of his mouth, the wings of our big butterfly kept fanning, why didn't it have any effect at all, it was called in the previous life, it was called more than ten years ago, it was really fate!

"You're busy, I'm going to sell books too, and I won't stop until I sell 100,000 copies!"

"My best-selling author depends on you!"

"Xiao Gu, you hit the iron and concentrate on it, don't nag!"

Old man Tong came with a small teapot to be the overseer.

Gu Meng could only bury his head and continue to strike iron

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132, international athlete-level blacksmith