Zhao Chen, who was far away in Chi Qingcheng, had already started to get busy, because his identity as a high-level fifth-level forging master had been confirmed, so Wuchen happily paid the remuneration in advance, that is, half of the blacksmith shops under his name, and none of the blacksmith shops that could be stored by Wuchen were defective.

There are a total of more than 30 blacksmith shops, distributed in Chi Qingcheng and various small cities under Chi Qingcheng, each of which has an amazing income, far from being comparable to the income of the Zhao family in Jianye City.

Since there was no manpower to help take care of it, Zhao Chen could only take matters into his own hands, first getting the title deeds of the blacksmith shops everywhere, and then ordering the original team to keep their positions unchanged for the time being, and then consider making slight changes after he was familiar with them.

Ye Mad's surname was a little impatient, and after agreeing to Zhao Chen to go to Jianye City, he said hello to Zhao Chen early the next morning and left.

Zhao Chen was so busy that he even borrowed more than a dozen good hands from the Ye family to get busy, perhaps because he realized that it was not a way to go on like this, he thought of a way, ready to recruit people to share the work, and wrote the recruitment information on rice paper like a snake, Zhao Chen led Xiao Lu to the blacksmith shop outside Ye's house.

On the rice paper, the dragon flying and the phoenix dance have a row of hunting characters written on it, which is majestic, implying the domineering atmosphere of Jin Ge Iron Horse.

The little green girl's eyes lit up, and until she walked out of the Zhao family, her mind was still echoing the momentum of the young master at that moment just now: "The words written by the young master are better than before!" Maybe even those so-called sage calligraphers are not much better than the young master, right? ”

The two of them soon came to the outskirts of the heavily trafficked blacksmith's shop.

"Lord Zhao Chen!"

The forging masters had respect from their hearts on their faces, even the young man who had whispered disdain for Zhao Chen was the most respectful person at this time, they were all impressed by Zhao Chen's terrifying talent, in their opinion, following such an extremely young high-level fifth-level forging master might be more promising than following Lord Wuchen.

Sometimes, being young is a fault, because it means no accumulation, no experience, no strength...... But sometimes, youth is a kind of capital, especially for those geniuses, the younger they are, the more they are valued.

"Hehe, you guys keep busy." Zhao Chen said to everyone with a smile, without putting on a show at all, giving people an extremely gentle feeling, and always looking polite.

Everyone's hearts warmed, this adult is approachable, and he also has special respect for their subordinates, which they have not experienced under Wuchen, some things, the more they compare, the more they can reflect the gap.

However, although everyone was busy with their own affairs, their eyes still swept over Zhao Chen from time to time, and everyone was very curious, why did this young adult stand at the door without saying a word after coming here?

After observing for a while, Zhao Chen determined that this place was indeed a rare place where the flow of people in Chi Qingcheng was concentrated, and Zhao Chen was also a little grateful to Wuchen for giving this blacksmith shop to himself, but he didn't know that Wuchen didn't care about these blacksmith shops at all, what he cared about was his own forging technology, and more and more advanced forging materials.

Compared to the forging materials he carried with him, the value of these blacksmiths was far from comparable.

After a while, Zhao Chen slowly spread out the rice paper in his hand, the ink on the rice paper was dry and dry, making his font look more domineering, but the forgers present did not know calligraphy very well, and it could even be said that they had never been in contact with it, so they only knew that the word was beautifully written, but they didn't know where the beauty was, let alone what realm the calligraphy had reached.

"Humph! I don't know how well the young master writes these iron bumps. Xiao Lu pursed his lips, feeling very upset for Zhao Chen.

On the rice paper are a few simple big words: recruiting businessmen, salary interviews. This was followed by a line of small letters: Interested parties can come to the Hundred Soldiers Arms Store at any time to discuss relevant matters.

"Master, please help me stick it on this wall." Zhao Chen politely asked an old blacksmith for help.

The forging master was immediately flattered and said, "My lord, you can just call me by my name, the little old man can't afford to be called 'old master'." I'll put it on for you. ”

In this world of the jungle, the concept of hierarchy and inferiority is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, Zhao Chen's approach seems to be very common on the earth, but in this world, it is particularly surprising, but his attitude of treating anyone equally, this attitude of respecting others is respecting himself, but it makes the hearts of this group of forging masters warm, and there is quite an urge to go to the soup and fire.

As soon as Zhao Chen's recruitment rice paper was pasted, many people rushed over, and for a while, there was a lot of discussion around, many people were eager to try, and Zhao Chen also began a busier life.

Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, a day had passed, Zhao Chen's side was very busy, and the Zhao family in Jianye City was also in a solemn atmosphere of impending disaster.

I saw that the Zhao family was surrounded by a group of black-clothed people at this time, Zhong Mengji stood in the distance with a sinister face, secretly looked at the situation of the Zhao family, and muttered proudly: "This time, your Zhao family can still survive, and my Zhong Mengji can be regarded as completely convinced." “

Although this scene was not directed by him, many of the keys to it are his figure, he heard the news of a subordinate who returned from a delivery trip yesterday, and almost immediately found a way to eliminate the Zhao family, this news is about a group of people looking around for a family surnamed Zhao, it is said that this family surnamed Zhao should have appeared in this area only sixteen years ago.

Obviously, Zhong Mengji thought of the Zhao family at that time, didn't the Zhao family come here sixteen years ago?

It is said that the strength of these people looking for the family surnamed Zhao is generally extremely strong, and many of them are even around the rank of general, Zhong Mengji is not a fool, as soon as he looks at this situation, he knows that it may be that the Zhao family has offended these people, so they fled here sixteen years ago.

Although those people did not directly say that they had a grudge against the Zhao family, the unkind appearance of the comer made Zhong Mengji confirm the guess in his heart.

Sent his subordinates to invite several of the leaders to come to Jianye City overnight, and this morning, the group came to Jianye City Zhong's house, and Zhong Mengji was even more shocked after seeing several leaders, none of these leaders had the strength of him to see, that is to say, the other four were at least strong above the four-star level, but judging from their momentum, it was more likely... Hou-level powerhouse!

Zhong Mengji immediately respectfully told the four of them everything he knew, he didn't dare to lie about such a master, and finally he added a sentence: "This Zhao family is nothing, mainly the son of Zhao Qing, that kid is said to worship the dustless master of Chi Qingcheng as a teacher, and the Jiufeng Daoist also volunteered to become his follower." ”

The eldest of the four said angrily: "That kid really worshipped Wuchen as a teacher? ”

Zhong Mengji affirmed: "This news came from the mouth of Lord Jiufeng. ”

"Hmph, we don't care about the people of Jiufeng Dao, but this Wuchen is a bit troublesome, forget it, Wuchen is just a casual cultivator after all, even if he kills this kid, Wuchen may not have the courage to fight against us." The rough man muttered to himself.

These words frightened Zhong Mengji and swallowed several mouthfuls of saliva, thinking, "Who are these people!" I didn't even look at Wuchen in their eyes, but fortunately, fortunately, I didn't hide it, and I almost dug my own grave for the Zhong family, so dangerous. ”

As soon as the picture turned, time passed, and by this afternoon, the Zhao family had fallen into a desperate situation.

I saw four rough men in black robes walking steadily through the gate of the Zhao family, and the rest of the people divided half to follow them, and the other half surrounded the Zhao family to prevent a fly from flying by.

The people of the Zhao family were ordered by Zhao Qing to gather together, and they saw that the huge Zhao family was under the siege of the other party, and there were many ground-level powerhouses, even general-level powerhouses, as for the Hou-level powerhouses, this was not something that Zhao Qing could detect.

Sighing, Zhao Qing said to these subordinates: "You all go, they are targeting my Zhao family, this matter has nothing to do with you, I don't think they will embarrass you." ”

However, in the face of Zhao Qing's persuasion, the subordinates reacted unanimously, and they all said loudly that they would stay and live and die with the Zhao family.

"Master, don't persuade us, you are good to us, we all remember, you and the little master are both great and good people, how can we leave you at this most critical time? Isn't this a fall in the coffin? ”

"Master, we are born as the Zhao family, and we are the ghosts of the Zhao family when we die! As a member of the Zhao family, we can only die standing and never live on our knees. ”

"Fortunately, the young master went to Chi Qingcheng a few days ago, I just hope that God can bless the young master from being found by them."

"You... The corners of Zhao Qing's mouth squirmed slightly, but he couldn't speak anymore, his voice seemed a little choked, the relief and emotion at this moment made his eyes blurred with tears, it turned out that the feelings between people can also transcend life and death, although these people have only been with him for sixteen years.

Zhao Qing's face was miserable, and he recalled the scene sixteen years ago in his mind, how similar this scene was to that time.

"Zhao Qing, it's been sixteen years, and we finally found you." The man at the head looked at Zhao Qing steadily, "For sixteen years, we have been looking for you all the time, I didn't expect you to hide in this small city, if it weren't for the news from the Zhongmeng machine, I'm afraid it would take us at least half a year to find here." ”

"Zhong... Dream... Machine! Zhao Qing's teeth chattered.

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