Chapter Seventy-Two: The Blacksmith Disappears

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Xiao Wen nodded in agreement, and then asked Hong Ba if there was a blacksmith in Heavenly Court.

The treasure pot is not easy to get, so Xiao Wen wants to find a blacksmith, either learn to make it himself, or find a blacksmith to make it for himself.

After hearing this, Hong Ba frowned slightly, "Brother, if you talk about other craftsmen, Heavenly Court can find them." Only the blacksmith is really hard to find. ”

"Technology is so advanced that blacksmiths are directly eliminated. ”

Xiao Wen was depressed when he heard this, the situation in the heavenly court is similar to that in the mortal world, after the technology is improved, the blacksmith is eliminated first. It's like a plasterer, a carpenter, no matter how advanced technology is, it's the same.

"In this way, it is not easy to find someone who can strike iron. ”

"It's hard. Hong Ba guessed Xiao Wen's thoughts and sighed.

Xiao Wen was even more depressed, and thought for a while, "Starling, there is no blacksmith, who made the drape of the heavenly soldiers, the weapons of the immortals, and the treasures? It can't be produced by high technology, right?"

"As far as I know, high-tech certainly can't produce something like that. ”

Isn't that nonsense?

Don't talk about the drape of the heavenly soldiers, the treasures of the gods, such as the seven-star sword, the golden hoop stick, and the banana fan, let the high-tech production, how to produce?

What high-tech can be produced?

Even the Lingyuan shovel in Xiao Wen's hand is not something that can be produced by high technology.

What can be produced by high technology? It is a smart call watch, a transforming robot, a smart cooking pot, and a power skateboard.

Therefore, Xiao Wen felt that there must be a blacksmith in Heavenly Court, and he must be a master craftsman among blacksmiths. It's just that Hong Ba may not know the whereabouts of these masters.

Hong Ba shook his head, "Brother, I know what you think. These babies, a lot of them, were built a long time ago. ”

"For example, the Tianwang Pagoda and the Qiankun Circle, it is really not easy to find a blacksmith now. Maybe there are a few characters in the gods who are good at striking iron, but there are certainly not many. ”

"And with our identity, even if we find these characters, it is probably useless. ”

"Forget it. Xiao Wen was a little distracted.

"Hehe!" Hong Ba saw Xiao Wenyi's happy appearance, but smiled and comforted Xiao Wen, "Don't be discouraged, brother." ”

"Do you have a way?" Xiao Wen's eyes lit up when he heard the implied meaning of Hong Ba's words.

"It's not a solution, it's just a guess based on common sense. ”

Hong Badao: "It is true that the blacksmith technique has been lost, but among the people, there must be some skills that have been preserved." For example, to create drawings, to create process drawings. ”

"Brother, if you can find these drawings, with your learning ability and hard work, it is estimated that it will not be difficult to learn. ”

"That's right. Xiao Wen suddenly smiled, "Starling, do you know how to find drawings and process drawings?"

"This ......" Hong Ba shook his head, he just said casually, let him take out the drawings and process drawings immediately, how can it be so easy?

"Brother, if you want drawings and process drawings, I'll help you pay attention slowly. ”

Xiao Wen was overjoyed when he heard this, "Thank you, starling." ”

"My brother, thank you for what?" Hong Ba waved his hand heartily, "You have learned the technique, and after you have developed it, can you forget me?"

Chauvin is clearly not that kind of person.

The next day, Xiao Wen brought various barbecue sauces and condiments, and the barbecue restaurant in Tianting was officially opened.

Because of the previous competition, it can be regarded as indirectly making a name for Hong Ba and Xiao Wen. After the barbecue restaurant opened, business was not bad.

According to this momentum, Xiao Wen and Hong Ba estimate that in a month, if the business is good, everyone should be able to earn tens of thousands of yuan. Even if the business is not good, it is estimated that it will be thousands of dollars.

Of course, for this business, this money is not very profitable.

If it is in the Netherworld, such a barbecue restaurant is opened, and with the barbecue taste baked in the Eight Spirit Furnace, earning tens of thousands of yuan or even hundreds of thousands of yuan a month is like playing.

But firstly, the population of Heavenly Court is small, and secondly, the pressure of competition is also great.

In such a fierce competition, Xiao Wen and Hong Ba are already very satisfied with the income of tens of thousands of yuan.

Xiao Wen has even decided that if his income can exceed 10,000 yuan this month, he will buy a pair of flying shoes when the profits are in hand.

Even if the price of flying shoes is more expensive, you can still borrow some from Hong Ba to buy them first.

Once you have flying shoes, you have more places to go.

To be honest, it was really inconvenient to ask Chen Jin and Wu You to borrow flying shoes every time.

The days went by like this, Xiao Wen went to work during the day, went to Heaven on duty at night, and went to Yue Lao to sift the soil and support the stove.

Although Xiao Wen deliberately filled the speed of the stove, after ten days and half a month, the stove was successfully supported.

A nine-fire stove, an eight-spirit furnace.

When the stove was disbursed, Yue Lao asked Xiao Wen to come over in a few days to help him barbecue and cook.

He's ready to entertain guests.

By the way, at the banquet, he introduced the gods to Xiao Wen.

Xiao Wen excitedly agreed.

In Heavenly Court, the more immortals you know, the more helpful it will definitely be. Especially since he's just a small guy at the moment.

A few days later, my cousin Xiao Lin called Xiao Wen, "Brother, I'm at the train station, are you free to pick me up?"

Of course, Xiao Wen was free, "Xiao Lin, you wait, I'll be there soon." ”

Xiao Wen and Xu Yatou asked for leave to pick up someone, but Xu Yatou agreed without asking.

The power skateboard soars up to the train station.

"Huh, isn't that the kid?"

Next to the train station, Zhan Ting saw Xiao Wen from inside the car.

Staring at Xiao Wen's back, he gritted his teeth, "Coming to the train station?" Okay, boy, you wait for me." ”

continued to suffer losses at the hands of Xiao Wen, and Zhan Ting no longer dared to go to Xiao Wen's troubles by himself.

This time I decided to call someone, took out my mobile phone and called, "Hey, Brother Ming, help me beat someone, it's at the train station, I'll give the money ......"

When Xiao Wen arrived at the east gate of the train station, he couldn't find Xiao Lin, so he called, "Xiao Lin, where are you?"

"Brother, I'm here at Simon, there are a lot of things, you can come here. ”

"Okay. Xiao Wen had no choice but to go to the West Gate again.

Cousin Xiao Lin is in her early twenties, she is very handsome, a very cheerful girl, as soon as she saw Xiao Wen, she waved her hand happily, "Brother, I'm here, here." ”

Xiao Wen's power skateboard paddled directly over, "Xiao Lin, you're here." ”

"Brother, what is this?" Xiao Lin's attention fell on Xiao Wen's power skateboard.

"Power skateboarding. Xiao Wen replied casually, and continued: "Take the things to the side of the road, let's find a taxi." ”

The two men took their things to the side of the road and were about to call a taxi, when a van suddenly stopped in front of them.

Six young people got out of the car, all holding sticks in their hands, and directly surrounded the two of them.

A man with a nose ring stabbed Xiao Wen with a stick in his hand and asked a black-eyed man beside him, "This is this kid, right?"