At the moment, three people walked out of Tong's house in Awl Hutong, making people look like the three masters and servants. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The boy in a purple shirt held a folding fan in his hand, although his body was short, honey-skinned, and his facial features were delicate, his momentum did not diminish at all. The two servants next to him followed him with low eyebrows, and the three of them disappeared at the mouth of the alley in the blink of an eye.

Fortunately, now there are only a few children playing at the mouth of the alley, and no one pays attention to where the three people who disappeared have gone.

These three people are naturally Mei Yixuan, Xue Bajin, and Zhao Erli after makeup.

Mei Yixuan concocted a medicinal juice early this morning, which didn't show anything at first when it was applied to her face, and after a while, it naturally turned into a honey color, and no one could notice that it was the medicinal juice that changed the skin, thinking that it was naturally generated honey-colored skin. The eyebrows are also drawn close to those of men today, and the hair is combed into the hairstyle of an underage teenager, coupled with the heroism and ability in her own bones, no one will think of her as a woman. The only regret is that he is petite and looks like a child who has not grown up yet.

Fortunately, Tong Zhuoxin's character for her was a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy, which surprised Mei Yixuan and deeply admired and thanked her uncle.

Yes, today Mei Yixuan said that she wanted to wear men's clothes on the street, but she didn't say anything at first. In addition to giving her two good servants, the uncle also drew up a relatively real identity for her. And this identity is Mei Yixuan's best cover, and it also gives her confidence in today's trip.

What surprised Mei Yixuan the most was Xue Bajin and Zhao Erli, who changed their brave and tough temperament before, restrained all the killing qi on their bodies, and became obedient and clever subordinates.

The three of them came out of the awl alley, because Xue Bajin and Zhao Erli were familiar with the terrain, and they went around and around to the place Mei Yixuan was looking for, Jinsi Hutong. Next to the Golden Silk Hutong, it is the Silver Silk Hutong, Xila Hutong, and Tiemen Hutong・・・・・・ which is the concentration of blacksmith shops, jewelry processing shops, bronze and iron workshops, and it is also a place where fish and dragons are mixed and three religions and nine flows out.

The three of them walked in the crowd and were not eye-catching, and there were many young masters and sons with folding fans in their hands and wearing satin shirts, as well as samurai dressed in strong clothes. The three of them blended into it, and they were slightly stronger than ordinary people, and no one took a special look at them.

Mei Yixuan mainly has two things today, one is to make a set of silver needles, a set of surgical instruments, and a set of distillation instruments. She wanted to go to a pharmacy or a medical center to sell Cistanche and then make these, because she really didn't have any money in her hands. But today, my uncle gave her five hundred taels of silver, which gave her the confidence to come here for the first time.

As a healer, these tools are like weapons in the hands of a warrior, and you have confidence in your hands. Of course, if the money is enough, she also wants to make a set of throwing knives as a personal weapon. But because of the large number, forget it today, and talk about it when you have time.

As soon as he entered here, the sound of tinkling was endless, making Mei Yixuan feel the atmosphere of artificially made in an ancient workshop. There are all kinds of shops on both sides of the street, such as grocery stores, restaurants, and ceramics shops, and not only workshops. The street is full of people, and there are stalls selling snacks, juggling, and vegetables not long away, and the cries of selling come and go, which is very lively. The accent is also very messy, and there are people from all over the world. It's just that they try their best to speak Beijing, and how awkward it sounds to Beijing with a foreign accent.

Mei Yixuan walked slowly with Xue Bajin and Zhao Erli, and went into the shops on both sides from time to time to check, but they didn't buy anything.

Zhao Erli saw that Mei Yixuan didn't buy anything, and asked in a low voice, "Young Master, what do you want to buy?"

When the young lady went out today, she asked where there were blacksmiths and coppersmiths, but she didn't say anything. He thought that the young lady wanted to make something, but when he entered the two blacksmith shops and looked at them, he didn't speak, didn't she take a fancy to these shops?

Mei Yixuan said lightly: "Let's take a look." ”

To be honest, Mei Yixuan really didn't like the craftsmanship of the blacksmiths in these shops, it was too rough. What she wants to make is the most sophisticated equipment, and the craftsmanship here will definitely not be able to make it.

When the three of them walked to a silversmithing shop in the north of Yinsi Hutong, when Mei Yixuan saw the silverware placed outside, he felt that it was a little stronger than elsewhere, so he stopped and asked, "Shopkeeper, can you make silver needles here?"

The silverware shop is a shop on the outside, and a workshop on the inside, and the sound of tinkling is very messy.

In fact, the utensils outside these shops are all samples, just to attract customers. The finished products are sold in shops in the city and abroad, and this is nothing more than a workshop.

Because of the rules of the imperial court, all the workshops in the city are concentrated in this area, and they cannot disturb the people in the city. This area is on the outskirts of Kyoto, surrounded by the lowest level of poor people, and is not far from the awl alley.

The shopkeeper was a loyal man in his thirties, wearing a coarse cloth shirt, rough skin, and calloused hands. When he saw Mei Yixuan asking, he greeted him warmly, and said with a simple smile: "This young master, I don't know what kind of silver needle you want to make?"

Mei Yixuan took out the sketch she had drawn before going to bed last night from her arms and handed it to the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper took the sketch, looked at it carefully, and returned it to Mei Yixuan, shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, our workshop can't make your set of silver needles, please take a look elsewhere." “

"This shopkeeper, do you know where to make it?" Mei Yixuan asked in disappointment.

The shopkeeper hesitated for almost a second, then smiled and shook his head: "I don't know, as far as I know, there is no such ability here that can make your set of silver needles, young master, you can go and take a look elsewhere." So saying, he lowered his head and fiddled with the utensils on the stall, and paid no more attention to them.

Mei Yixuan knew that the shopkeeper must know where to make precision instruments, but for some reason he couldn't say it. She glanced at Xue Bajin and motioned for him to come forward and ask.

Xue Bajin took out a piece of broken silver of about one tael from his arms, inadvertently spared it and went to the shopkeeper, and asked in a low voice: "Shopkeeper, our young master is really waiting for it to be used in a hurry, you see if you know where to make it, just tell us, please!"

The shopkeeper seemed to hesitate for a moment, thought of the silver in his arms, sighed silently, and said, "This young master, that craftsman has offended people, and he has long since quit." And I've heard that he's not in good health, so no one knows what's going on now. ”

"Then do you know who this craftsman's surname is and where he lives?" asked Mei Yixuan softly.

The shopkeeper shook his head with a wry smile and said, "Young master, no one dares to mention the name of this craftsman here, for fear of setting himself on fire." ”

Mei Yixuan glanced at Xue Bajin, and Xue Bajin knowingly took out another piece of broken silver and stuffed it into the shopkeeper's arms. Where did the shopkeeper dare to ask for it, he hurriedly pulled it out, and said while digging: "I can't help it, where do you dare to accept the young master's money?

Xue Bajin held his hand, and the shopkeeper didn't really want to take it out, and the broken silver didn't take it out.

(To be continued.) )