After leaving the Notting auction house, Zhao Gan's mood was very happy.

Because he not only earned 47 gold soul coins on this trip, but also found a channel to sell soul beasts in the future!

Thinking that a large amount of gold soul coins would pour into his pocket in the future, Zhao Qian only felt that his running feeling was fluttering.

It's like flying into the sky, shoulder to shoulder with the sun.

After inquiring about the blacksmith shop in Notting City, Zhao Qian began to look for them one by one.

According to Zhao Gan's estimate, Tang San should have found a job in the blacksmith shop at this time.

After all, his father is the blacksmith of the Holy Soul Village, and the cloak hammer method is enough to shock the mainland.

Sure enough, I just came to the door of a large, crowded blacksmith shop.

Zhao Qian faintly heard the only casting hammer striking sound coming from the blacksmith shop, and the tinkling crunch was full of rhythm and rhyme, as if it were a beautiful piece of music.

Entering the blacksmith shop, Zhao Qian saw a crowd of people gathered together in a blink of an eye, and the eyes of the shirtless men were full of surprise.

"What did this kid eat and grew up, so vigorous!"

"Twenty-seven hammers! This kid carried a forging hammer and hammered twenty-seven hammers! ”

"My God, his kung fu for a while, the forged iron has caught up with my day's work progress!"

Tang San, who was surrounded by the crowd, put down the casting hammer and breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked the owner of the blacksmith shop:

"Uncle Shisan, do you think I can still strike iron?"

"It's done!" Shi San immediately nodded like a chicken pecking rice, and his eyes were full of excitement.

As the contemporary heir of this ancestral blacksmith shop, he could see at a glance that Tang San was using the legendary Divine Craftsman's chaotic cloak hammer method just now!

For such a baby bump, how could he let go!

At this time, Zhao Qian walked over and said loudly to the crowd:

"San'er, is that you?"

"Have you decided on the job, if you don't find it, I'll raise you in the future!"

Seeing that there was another child in the blacksmith shop, the blacksmiths who were surrounding Tang San to watch him make iron couldn't help but turn around.

"Whose kid are you?"

"This is not a place for children, there are sparks everywhere, it's dangerous, call your adults over!"

A burly blacksmith wiped his dirty hands with a towel as he spoke, preparing to carry Zhao Qian out.

Seeing this, Zhao Qian hurriedly ran away and explained loudly:

"I'm here to find someone, and the kid you're surrounding around may be my friend!"

"And, don't look down on children, I'm going to order a batch of armor and blades from you now!"

Zhao Qian said, directly pretending to put his hand into his arms, and took out a handful of golden soul coins from the multicolored stone space!

Looking at so many Golden Soul Coins, many blacksmiths' glasses widened!

Their monthly salary is only three or four Silver Soul Coins, and as a result, this kid is a handful of Golden Soul Coins!

You must know that one Golden Soul Coin is equivalent to a full hundred Silver Soul Coins!

And Tang San faintly heard Zhao Gan's familiar voice, and immediately squeezed through the crowd regardless of it, and saw Zhao Gan holding a handful of golden soul coins at a glance.

"Oh my God, Zhao Gan, why do you have so much money!"

Xiao Zhengtai Tang San was simply blinded by the handful of golden soul coins in Zhao Gan's hand, and his face was full of sluggishness.

Because the owner of the blacksmith shop just told him that his monthly salary was a silver soul coin.

And these Golden Soul Coins in Zhao Gan's hands are almost the sum of his salary for hundreds of years!

As soon as Zhao Qian saw Tang San squeezing out from among those burly blacksmiths, he immediately felt overjoyed, stepped forward and grabbed Tang San's little hand.

"San'er, look, I'm rich!"

Xiao Zhengtai Tang San was pulled to Zhao Gan's side, looking at the handful of golden soul coins, he felt a little dizzy.

He didn't know how long Zhao Gan would drain his soul power after he had so much money......

A hundred years? Two hundred years?

If Tang San knew the word "power bank", he would definitely use it on himself.

"Little brother, you just said you wanted to order a batch of armor blades in our blacksmith shop?"

Shi San, the owner of the blacksmith shop, walked over, glanced at the handful of golden soul coins in Zhao Gan's hand, and asked very enthusiastically.

Zhao Qian did have this plan.

With the blade armor in hand, even if he is a summoning soul master, he will have some ability to protect himself.

As long as anyone dares to come near him, he will throw a knife out with his hand, but he can't throw a big iron pier in front of him.

Moreover, there are still multicolored stones in Zhao Qian's dantian, and the space of multicolored stones is very large.

Zhao Qian felt that if he didn't make good use of it, he would be a little sorry for this biggest hole card.

Immediately, Zhao Qian climbed onto a casting table, looked around the blacksmith shop, and said:

"Forget the armor first, I'll buy it when I grow up, I will buy the spears, daggers, short swords, big ring knives, and scrap iron piers you have here!"

Tang San looked at Zhao Gan, who was making a big purchase, a little dazed, not knowing what he was doing with so much money to buy so many blades.

"Little brother, everything is here, erase the odds, even if you have 3 Golden Soul Coins!"

Shi San looked at Zhao Gan's arrogant appearance of the rich young master, and immediately happily ordered his subordinates to pack up and move everything over.

Zhao Qian nodded, then took Tang San's hand and said:

"He'll be fine with coming back here tomorrow, right?"

"Of course no problem!" Shi San immediately said cheerfully.

"Well, okay, you can send a few people to help me deliver my things to the hotel where I stay."

Zhao Qian said and paid the 3 Golden Soul Coins to Shi San.

Xiao Zhengtai Tang San was stunned and Zhao Gan took his hand out of the blacksmith shop, and it was not until Zhao Qian finished booking a room in a nearby hotel that he slowly came back to his senses.

"Zhao Qian, is this what you are talking about making a lot of money?"

Sitting on the chair at the table, Tang San couldn't help but say in surprise to Zhao Gan, who was directing the people in the blacksmith shop to put the packed blades on the ground.

When the blades were all gone, Zhao Gan hurriedly closed the doors and windows, and with a wave of his hand, they all entered the multicolored stone space.

"Hehe, San'er, aren't you super curious about how I made so much money?"

Zhao Gan, who had finished packing up his blades, turned to look at Tang San and said with a smile.

"Mmmm," Tang San nodded, and then said, "And why did you wave your hand and everything on the ground was gone, is it your ability to replenish the Heaven Stone Martial Soul?" ”

Regarding the fact that he has the ability to store, Zhao Qian knows that it is impossible to hide it all the time.

Therefore, Zhao Qian immediately sat down beside Tang San and affirmed:

"It's indeed my Martial Soul Replenishing Heavenly Stone's ability."

"But I still can't tell you how I made so much money!"

"Otherwise, when you have money in the future, it won't be easy for me to spend 20 copper coins to squeeze out your soul power!"

Tang San looked at Zhao Gan's appearance and couldn't help but shake his head helplessly.

I'm afraid he won't be able to escape Zhao Gan's oppression in his life.