The little guy sneered, patted the invitation on his hand a few times, and said: "Zhao Dazhui, my young master's invitation is worth a few dollars and silver, enough for you to hammer and hammer for half a month, you say this, can't you look down on my young master?" ”

Give you face, you really don't want it, Zhao Xian smiled lightly, pulled the little guy over and pressed it on the stove, and said, "The master looks down on him, who are you?" ”

The little guy's hair fell into the stove, and immediately there was a smell of burning, the blazing red light reflected his face pale, his chicken bone-like body, which could break free of Zhao Xian's hand, but for a moment, his face burned unbearably.

Zhao Xian spat and put his feet on the little guy's back, slowly picking at his nails.

The little guy struggled for a while, and understood Zhao Xian's ruthlessness, and his face couldn't stand the pain, so he hurriedly begged for mercy: "Zhao Xian, the little one knows his mistakes, the little one just came to bring a word, you can take it easy." ”

"Alright, alright! Don't touch my stove, how do you burn people and guests eat. ”

The stall owner Lao Zhang was afraid that Zhao Xian would really do it, so he hurriedly brought a bowl of chaos to dissuade him, Zhao Xian has lived in the alley for so many years, he knows his temper, he is not afraid of heaven and earth, give him a chance, even the daughter of the prefect dares to go home, a small house slave, what is so strange about doing it.

Steaming wontons, there are a few slices of green onions floating on them, in this cold day, it makes people's appetite boost when they look at it, and the pure natural taste is not something that a few additives can make up for.

"Lao Zhang, the craftsmanship has been getting better and better recently." Zhao Xian saw that breakfast was coming, so he was still interested in cleaning up, so he gave up and let the little guy go.

Lao Zhang Le smiled, and the second bowl was also served, Zhao Xian stretched out his hand to take it, pressed the little servant on the table, and said with a friendly face: "It's not easy for you to come here early in the morning and wait, this bowl of wontons will reward you." ”

The little guy was flattered, it was cold, in order to bring a sentence, his legs were frozen, but he didn't expect Zhao Xian to prepare food for him.

"Ouch~ Zhao Xiangongzi, you are too polite." The little girl's face was still hurting, and he didn't dare to show his face anymore, showing an embarrassed smile, sat down at the table, picked up the sea bowl and poured a big mouthful of soup, and breathed a long sigh of relief, feeling much more comfortable.

Zhao Xian is so polite, and the little guy is not too rude, but the things that the young master has to do, he took out the invitation again, pushed it in front of Zhao Xian and said: "Zhao Xian, you are too modest, if you are a rough person, I can't even count as a mallet, this Changzhou, who doesn't know that you are a well-known man, but it's a pity that your status is too low, and you have been wronged by your ability." ”

This is very much in line with Zhao Xian's appetite, he patted the little guy on the shoulder, and praised: "Well said, there is progress, I am optimistic about you!" ”

It's a pity that after Zhao Xian finished boasting, he continued to enjoy his breakfast and accepted the invitation, without mentioning it.

Seeing this, the little guy was slightly anxious, and hurriedly persuaded: "Zhao Xiangongzi, this 'book on the sword', not only the prefect will come, but when the military department Shangshu Shen returns to his hometown to visit relatives, I heard that he will also be there, if you can show your head in front of him and be appreciated, it is a good thing to climb to the sky, you really don't want to go?" ”

The Shen people mentioned by the little guy were originally from Changzhou, and he became famous in the border pass in the early years, and since then he has risen to fame all over the world, and is a rare fierce general in Daliang, but Zhao Xian is very disdainful of this person, the kind of general who only cares about the achievements and does not cherish the lives of his subordinates, no matter how fierce he is, he is just a butcher, not a famous general.

Seeing Zhao Xian's disdainful face, the little girl couldn't help frowning, thinking for a moment, his eyes suddenly rolled, revealing an ambiguous smile, and said: "I heard that the daughter of the prefect will also go, and the young lady and lady who usually don't go out of the door in Changzhou will also cheer, the prefect's daughter Liu Yan'er, known as a flower in Changzhou, and the young master who pursues her can be lined up from Changzhou to Jinling, but unfortunately, no one has really seen her face, those poor and sour talents are reckless, and you can be with both civil and military, if you are the best in art to win the favor..."

'A flower in Changzhou? Why haven't I heard of this person? The name is very good' Zhao Xian muttered to himself, thinking that he Zhao Xian was also known as 'a grass in kindergarten', and the little Lori who was fascinated could be lined up from the men's toilet to the women's toilet, which was called a suave man, but unfortunately, after being a child for more than ten years, he even forgot what it was like to be a woman.

Zhao Xian was about to ask how the 'one flower' looked, but when he saw that the little girl's face was pale and very painful, he remembered the matter of removing blackheads, and asked excitedly: "How is it?" Is there a feeling that the pores of the whole body are opened, the impurities in the body gush out, and the skin is becoming more and more delicate? ”

Zhao Xian was naturally joking, what was in the bowl was not the secret recipe for getting rid of blackheads, but his homemade diet pills, Ling Xian gave him a bad impression, this little guy dared to look down on people, did he really think that his 'Chengnan Little Overlord' was paper paste?

"Yes..."The little girl's face became very strange, and he gritted his teeth in response, clutching his stomach and clamping his legs tightly, trying to prevent impurities from gushing out.

He glared at Lao Zhang viciously, and said intermittently: "You... This old thing...... Ravioli... It's overnight......" After saying that, his stomach sounded, his eyes suddenly opened, his face turned green, and he bent down and ran out of the alley.

It's a pity that the temperature dropped sharply when I left the stove, and the cold wind blew, and the little guy sneezed violently again. Tut-tut......

"Huh~" Zhao Xian frowned in disgust, he didn't even have any interest in eating, and after putting down the three pennies, he got up and left the wonton stall, and by the way, he threw the half packet of medicinal powder in his hand into the stove.

This is Zhao Xian who studied medicine with Huayu back then, and he had nothing to play with, so he pulled his stomach for a few days, the original purpose was to make diet pills, but unfortunately no one dared to buy it in Changzhou, so he had to give it to others for nothing, such as the poor little guy.

Zhao Xian's blacksmith shop, located not far from the mouth of Guihua Lane, was originally an old blacksmith's, since the man moved away, he bought this shop, named 'Zhao Da Hammer Blacksmith Shop'.

Although the name is ugly, this is the rule for craftsmen to choose names, such as Zhang Da scissors tailor shop, etc., because the illiteracy rate in this era is extremely high, and it is too troublesome for you to name it, such as 'final word', some people can't understand it, so it's better to order it directly.

When Zhao Xian walked outside the blacksmith shop, the sky was just numb, the surrounding shops had not yet opened, a little girl in a hemp skirt, but holding a small bamboo basket, shrunk at the door of the blacksmith shop, the weather was too cold, she was dressed thinly, her little face was red from the cold, she bit her lower lip tightly, and she trembled and pitied people.

"Little dream?" Seeing this, Zhao Xian was angry, hurriedly ran over and kicked open the shop door, pulled the girl into the house, and said, "You girl, I didn't lock the door, and I didn't know how to come in and hide when it was cold." ”

Xiaomeng is the daughter of Lao Wang, a farmer outside the city, usually works in the textile shop in the city, and will pass by Zhao Xian here every day when she goes home, over time, the two are also familiar with each other, as the saying goes, 'the mountains breed handsome birds', Xiaomeng is not very old, but the moon-like eyebrows, curved big eyes, delicate nose bridge, red little mouth, is a rare handsome girl, young people, are about to step through the threshold, but this little girl is naturally introverted and shy, the courage is still small, a joke can scare away that kind, Zhao Xian is usually fine, just like to tease her.

"Brother Hammer, I'm not cold." Xiaomeng lowered her head and looked sorry, because there was a charcoal stove burning in the house, which was much warmer than outside, and her complexion had also recovered, plus she was embarrassed, her little face became red, and she looked more and more delicate and lovely.

also said that it is not cold, if you don't come in time, you are afraid that you will be able to freeze and faint, Zhao Xian, as a very caring man, will definitely hug Xiaomeng tightly in the house, adhering to the principle of saving people to the end, and will take off her clothes to warm her body, and then the two of them......

Zhao Xian somehow looked at Xiao Meng's start, and there was a strange light in his eyes.

"Brother Hammer, what are you thinking?" Zhao Xian's bad eyes made Xiaomeng's cheeks red, she put down the bamboo basket, shook her hand in front of Zhao Xian's eyes, and her big black eyes looked at him strangely.

Zhao Xian suddenly came back to his senses, how could he have such evil thoughts, this girl is only fifteen or sixteen years old, her height is only as high as his chest, in the previous world, she is a high school student, although she is very well developed, but she is also a genuine underage girl, she went out to work at a young age to reduce the burden on her family, such a cute and sensible girl is going to be struck by lightning when she messes around.

Zhao Xian's face was a little embarrassed, he laughed a few times, saw a trace of shame on Xiaomeng's face, and said with a smile: "I haven't seen you for a few days, my Xiaomeng is a lot more beautiful, and my brother who is fascinated is almost unable to find the north." ”

"Brother Hammer, you're talking nonsense again." Xiaomeng complained, only to feel that his face was like fire, and he hurriedly looked back at the blacksmith shop a few times, as if he was worried that others would listen to the sermon, and his shy and scared appearance was very cute.

Xiaomeng is often joked about by Zhao Xian, most of the trouble in Nancheng is the gossip of her and Zhao Xian, the ladies in the workshop often laugh at her about this, Hu Yidao These people also coaxed her sister-in-law, Xiaomeng is an innocent little girl, where she can stand such teasing, usually when she meets Zhao Xian, she hides far away.

Zhao Xian used tongs to pluck the charcoal stove in the house a few times, the fire in the furnace gradually became stronger, he threw the waste iron tools into it, these are agricultural tools that can no longer be seen in their original appearance, Zhao Xian's usual thing is to make agricultural tools, and occasionally play a few kitchen knives and firewood knives, as for the casting of magic weapons, that is Ou Yezi, the cadre Mo Xie and other masters do things, he wants to take this kind of work, but no one in Changzhou dares to make this list, civilian private weapons is a big crime, there must be official documents, in order to build according to the regulations.

Xiaomeng saw Zhao Xian start to work, busy squatting down by the stove, helping to pull the bellows, the handle of this bellows, has the thickness of Xiaomeng's arm, Zhao Xian is very tired after a long time, not to mention the soft and weak Xiaomeng, the white little face is red by the firelight, and the appearance of panting is cute.

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