"You're not doing very well with this sword blank! The metal solution is put into the mold as soon as it is refined, and you have to let it stand for a certain amount of time before pouring it into the mold when the performance of the metal solution is stable. The Black Iron Master took great pains to put Qiu Yue'er's half-polished sword blank in front of him.

"How long do you want to sit still?"

Qiu Yue'er is obviously interested, he is a monk halfway, and he has no master, he is all up to himself, if someone can give a little guidance, he will definitely do better than now.

"I can only tell you so much, and if I say more, it's all the secrets of our Black Iron Tribe, and it won't be passed on." The Black Iron Master lowered the sword embryo.

"Then what are you talking all this nonsense for?" Qiu Yue'er pouted in disgust.

This old man is so dishonest, and he likes to hang people's appetites the most.

However, these tribal secrets directly dispelled her desire to learn.

In this world, it is not only the Black Iron Tribe that has a forger, the Qiu family also has one, it is a Taishang elder, and he has only seen it once during the Qiu family's ancestor worship and the Qiu family's dinner.

If she wanted to learn, she would definitely teach her, so why bother asking others here?

"Although I can't tell you about the Black Iron Tribe's Mixin, I can still mention the most basic things." Master Black Iron said.

"Then forget it, I'm busy, so I don't need you to mention it, besides, the forging technique is just something I'm interested in learning for a while, it's just my auxiliary profession." Qiu Yue'er hurriedly refused, this old man was willing to mention that she must be conditional.

There is no such thing as a free lunch, and she still understands this truth.

"What's the matter with you?" Qiu Yue frowned, she didn't like others to take care of herself the most.

Although this is a little old man, she is not familiar with it!

What's more, her forging skills have a mysterious origin.

If you want to talk about the teacher, it may be the dwarven prince Short Kabaton or something (the name is too long to remember).

"Why don't you know how to respect the old and love the young?" Master Black Iron was choked by Qiu Yue'er's words, has this little girl always been so polite when she speaks?

"I don't like to talk to drunkards, I helped you collect two orders yesterday, one is from the Moorish clan, and the other order and metal ore are sealed in a Shenxin wooden box, and I promised them to deliver them in three days, don't forget about it when you're drunk."

It's a bit crowded with so many people in this small shop. And there is also the leader of the Bailing Clan's Zhuoya next to him, and Jiang Laolai's matter is urgently put on the agenda.

If it weren't for her mission, there really wouldn't be any reason to go to Mingcheng first.

It just so happened that the old man of Black Iron had returned, and the matter of forging could be put aside for a while, after all, others were originally here for the name of Black Iron Master.

"I think you may have misunderstood, I just came back a little thirsty, I couldn't help but see something, what did you drink? Doesn't that just happen to have wine in the shop! The Black Iron Master laughed twice, took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms, poured out a white pill, and swallowed it into his stomach.

I saw that the two lumps of blush on his cheeks gradually disappeared, and his expression became clear.

This should be a hangover cure, which is inexpensive and can make people quickly sober up from a drunken state.

This old man is always prepared, he must be often drunk, and he is afraid of delaying important things.

"Cut"

Qiu Yue'er couldn't help but speak out with disdain.

The old man was obviously talking nonsense, and when they came before, they didn't know who was drunk and unconscious.

Can't wake up no matter how you scream? It was Qiu Yue who plucked his beard and woke up only when he felt the pain.

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