There is actually a line of small words on the back of the letter that Qian Jifu wrote to herself? Ye Liancheng, who noticed this, smiled and narrowed his eyes, wouldn't Miss Qian be interesting to herself, but it was not good to write it directly in the letter.

Alas, that's it, in fact, I also want to hug the thighs of a rich woman. cough, after coughing twice, Ye Liancheng blushed, turned over the letter, and looked carefully at the small line in the middle.

At this glance, Ye Liancheng saw the clue, this line of words was obviously added later, plus the traces of the second opening on the envelope and the clumsy imitation skills of this line of small characters, Ye Liancheng deduced that the words behind this were written by Qianshu's girl.

"The steamed buns that Guoguo gave to you should not be kept properly, and they will be of great use in the future. ”

Seeing this line of words, Ye Liancheng laughed out loud, and began to make up a round-faced girl in his mind imitating the way her cold sister spoke.

Want to trick yourself into playing? Qianshu, you're still a little tender. Ye Liancheng smiled, knowing that Qianshu, the girl, had been haunted by herself after being deceived once, and estimated that this letter was for her to seize the opportunity.

Do you want to deceive yourself at this level? Ye Liancheng looked very badly beaten and gave a little thumbs up in the air, and then put the three letters away together.

As for Qianshu's words, Ye Liancheng didn't take it to heart at all, the little girl couldn't believe what she said, and she heard it.

Now that everything is ready, Ye Liancheng has all the elixirs he needs, and he can start refining the second soul fire tonight...

In front of the carpenter's shop in Chaisang City, since the carpenter closed the door in the morning, it is a door, many people who come here can only shake their heads and leave when they see this scene, and some people do not believe in evil and put their ears on the door to listen to whether there is anyone inside, and then knock on the door after finding that there is movement, but unfortunately the carpenter will not be open again anyway.

The man who had followed Ye Liancheng to get the black knife in his hands returned to the carpenter's shop with a disgraced face, and since he came back this time, he saw the shop he had been in for so many years with an emotional look on his face.

The man who sighed was sad alone, if only he had been studious, after all, the master had always said to his parents that he was smart, but he was a little lazy.

The elder brother looks very much like the master when he was not sick at the beginning. Whenever the momentum comes up, he will lock himself in the shop by himself, until he knows how to create a tool that he is satisfied with.

Of course, as disciples, they also have a lot of things that others don't know, for example, when the master is closed, and there are particularly important things to report, they need a special rhythm of knocking on the door to call the people who make wooden tools inside.

The man who came to the front of the shop glanced around, and when he was sure that no one was paying attention to him, his finger tapped lightly on the wooden door.

Carpenters are delicate jobs that require a high degree of dexterity in their fingers, and carpenters like them can easily break a walnut with just one finger. Now the expression of the man knocking on the door is very complicated, and he doesn't know what will be facing him next.

When the special rhythm of the fingers sounded twice, the tinkling in the carpenter's shop finally stopped, but the door still did not open.

The man hesitated, could it be that he had forgotten all the rhythm after so many years?

Just as he stretched out his hand to knock on the door again, a hand suddenly stretched out with the red light inside the door and grabbed the man, pulling him directly in, and then the door of the carpenter's shop closed again.

As soon as he entered the door, the man felt a burst of stuffiness, thinking that the senior brother was so hardworking, it seemed that he really took the scabbard as a matter of his heart.

"Since you're here, help me out. The carpenter man said sullenly, not wondering why his little junior brother suddenly came to him.

The man answered, then looked around in confusion, and in a trance he saw a dazzling red light.

"Senior brother, why are you burning the kiln?" the man couldn't help but wonder, he remembered that the master had said that this carpenter shop was inherited from the blacksmith shop, so there were still some iron-making utensils kept inside, including this small kiln, no wonder it was so hot.

The carpenter man didn't explain anything, but pulled a steel knife out from under the case and placed it in front of the two of them.

"It's not just wood-making that the master has taught me..."After all this time, the temperature in the kiln finally reached the temperature he needed.

Seeing this familiar steel knife, the man was startled, and then pointed to the carpenter and said loudly: "I'll just say it, the master will definitely open a small stove for you, senior brother, they still don't believe it!"

In the face of this startled little junior brother, the carpenter man regretted pulling him in, wouldn't it really be that the little junior brother was the only one who didn't know that the master had always set the heir was him, right?

It seemed that he couldn't do what was going on without explaining, so the carpenter man reluctantly said, "Help me get wood first, and I'll be responsible for melting iron." ”

The man lowered his head, and when he was in the carpenter's shop, he seemed to go back to the old days, and as long as the master was not there, the master had the supreme right. So he got to work and picked up the craft he had discarded.

The previous master's praise of the man was not the comfort of the head teacher when Ye Liancheng's parents invited the parents in the previous life, but really praised him for his cleverness, if it weren't for the fact that this little disciple's mind was not on the carpenter's craft at all, otherwise the next heir would be a little disciple.

Seeing the little junior brother's gradually skillful movements, the carpenter man nodded with satisfaction, "When the scabbard is made, you will know everything." ”

The man nodded silently and whispered, "Senior brother, I just followed that son, and I almost snatched that knife." ”

The carpenter man smiled and said, "I'm afraid it's not the other way around." ”

After being poked by the senior brother's words, the man's face turned red, and he didn't know if it was because of the strength in his hands or the shame in his heart.

The man doing the work in his hand peeked at the senior brother next to him from time to time, wanting to see what kind of door the master had given him.

There is only a word difference between the carpenter and the blacksmith, but there is a world of difference between the work done by the two, and the movements of his senior brother's hands are fast, as if he is afraid that he has learned something, and the man is dazzled and does not see a name.

The man sighed in his heart that his senior brother was really generous, and the things left by the master were used by others to make scabbards...