The blacksmith finally couldn't stand Nan Moyi's gaze, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and didn't mind his body being shown to others.

"You're no ordinary blacksmith." Nan Moyi raised her chin, still smiling playfully, "Can you help me make something?" ”

"Huh? You just pay, why ask me so much? He glanced at Nan Moyi inexplicably, picked up the hammer in his hand again, and hit the iron plate fiercely.

Nan Moyi raised her eyebrows, took out the parchment in Changliu's arms, and threw it to the blacksmith. The blacksmith obviously didn't expect Nan Moyi to do this business, and hurriedly took the drawings, and his expression became angry.

And Nan Moyi still rushed ahead, holding his hands and squinting at him, "It's those on the drawings, can you do it?" ”

The blacksmith gritted his teeth and glared at Nan Moyi fiercely, wiped the dirt on his hands, unfolded the drawings and looked at them, and his brows gradually deepened. After reading the last page of the drawing, the blacksmith's gaze finally became solemn, and there was a look of vigilance in his eyes when he looked at Nan Moyi.

Seeing the expected look, Nan Moyi lazily raised her eyelids, "I know you're not an ordinary person, I don't know you and I don't want to know who you are, I just need you to help me make these things." How, can you do it? ”

"One hundred taels."

"What?" Hearing this price, Chang Liu's jaw was about to fall. One hundred taels! He can't earn fifty taels in his whole life, he, he actually asks for a white tael as soon as he opens his mouth?! You must know that ordinary people's homes only need a few taels of silver a year!

Seeing that the lion in front of him opened his mouth, Nan Moyi also frowned.

Seeing Nan Moyi's hesitation, the blacksmith was a little indignant, "If you don't want to, you can find someone else!" ”

"Okay, I know." Nan Moyi took down a golden phoenix hairpin on his head and handed it to him, "The silver has been spent, this golden phoenix hairpin is worth thirty or forty taels to say the least, you finish it for me first, and I will pay you the rest of the silver after completion." ”

"That's not going to work." The blacksmith hugged his chest, as if he had a bad taste for a while, and he didn't take the phoenix, and after putting away the drawings, he looked at Nan Moyi with a playful look.

Nan Moyi's eyes were horizontal, and he looked directly at him without showing weakness, exuding an indescribable sense of oppression all over his body, "What do you want?" ”

The blacksmith touched his chin and looked up and down Nanmo's clothes meaningfully. This red fruit fruit gaze made De Nan Moyi's eyes narrow deeper, and the soft wattle on his chest was clenched tightly.

"Make a friend, in Xia Xuanyuanke." After speaking, Xuanyuan Ke smiled friendly at Nan Moyi, showing the meaning of "I am very unscrupulous".

Changliu on the side thought that he was going to make some excessive demand, and stared at him viciously. Hearing this request, I couldn't help but be angry.

Hearing this request, Nan Moyi took a deep breath, pressed his fingers on his forehead, and couldn't help laughing.

Xuanyuan Ke also had a smile on the corner of his mouth, and there was a look of surprise on his face when he looked at Nan Moyi, such a captivating posture, what kind of identity ......? It's really unseemly!

The corners of his mouth were raised, Nan Moyi stretched out the Feng Hai in his hand again, and said with a smile, "Nan Moyi." ”

[How many beautiful men will be imagined in the future, but Moyi is not a flower~NP is just talking haha~~]