The sonorous sound of striking iron, and the shouting of the master calling for his apprentice, echoed in the blacksmith shop under the Pengmen Dart Bureau. The three masters and their six or seven apprentices in the shop were busy in full swing.

In this short month, the Flying Tiger Dart Bureau has connected seven big businesses, running all over Henan, Hebei, Jiangxi, Jiangdong, and the business has been done in Yanmen Pass in northern Xinjiang and Bashu in southern Xinjiang. The number of dart masters in the game has increased to twenty-nine. Peng Wuxing, Zuo Lianshan, Lu Wuwu and Li Xiaotian have become the chief darts of the four sub-bureaus, and they are overwhelmed with large and small businesses. The demand for blades has also increased. The skillful craftsman Li Yu and the wise fairy Fang Mengjing became the treasurer of the Flying Tiger Dart Bureau together, and the money and silver accounts were well managed. And Hong Sixue and Peng Wuwang served as the pillars of the general dart bureau, in charge of the affairs of the dart bureau.

Since Peng Wuwang and his party came back from Lotus Mountain, Peng Wuwang killed the Turkic masters and covered the heroic deeds of the Shenbing Alliance to break through the siege all over the country. Countless customers came to visit, and the business of the Flying Tiger Dart Bureau has reached a higher level than before, and it is not an exaggeration to make money every day, and it has suddenly become the first dart line in the Tang Dynasty.

The only regret is that the culprits who killed Peng Wuji, the eldest son of Pengmen, and Peng Wuxin, the second son, Jin Baiba and his wife, are still living in the Yuenu Palace. When the people of the dart game see the black flying tiger dart flag flying high, they are proud and always have a lingering melancholy. And what worries the people of the dart bureau is that they are the heroes in their minds, and the young dart head Peng Wuwang, who does not know how to write the word sorrow, has been sad since the battle of Lotus Mountain, and has been careless in doing things, as if he has changed a person.

At this moment, Peng Wuwang was standing outside the door of the blacksmith shop in a daze, and he hadn't moved for more than an hour. The people of the dart game have long been accustomed to this, and Young Master Peng is often in a daze these days, and he will stand still for a few hours in a daze. No one knows for what.

At this time, Master Wei, who had the best craftsmanship in the blacksmith shop, came to Peng Wuwang with a blade that had just been made according to the pattern, and said loudly, "Chief Dart, the knife you want."

Peng Wuwang came to his senses at this time, Mu Ran took the knife in Master Wei's hand, looked at it, was taken aback, and said, "Master Wei, what I want is a mandarin duck knife, why did you give me two kitchen knives."

"Humph!" Master Wei snorted impatiently and said loudly, "I'm wondering if our head dart is fine, so I can use a kitchen knife. It turned out to be a mandarin duck knife. Hey! Chief, look at the pattern you gave me." After speaking, he threw a piece of rice paper to Peng Wuwang.

Peng Wuwang took the rice paper blankly, looked at it, blushed, and whispered, "I'm sorry, Master Wei, I didn't draw well and misunderstood you."

"It's not a good drawing, hmph, I don't think you're careless at all." Master Wei rolled his eyes and said, "I have been a blacksmith for decades, and I dare not say that I am a divine weapon, but the blade that comes from my hand, which one is not a sought-after item among the heroes of the rivers and lakes. I see that you killed the Turkic dogs, and you fought for us Han people before you came to your dart game to do things. I know you're a great hero, but you have to give me a little respect. Come to me with such shoddy drawings to make weapons, and I'll give you a kitchen knife worthy of you."

"I'm sorry, Master Wei," Peng Wuwang was a little flustered, bowed, and said, "I'll go back and repaint, and come back when I'm done."

"No need." Master Wei waved his hand impatiently and glanced at the apprentice behind him. The little apprentice immediately held a pair of dazzling and elegantly shaped short double knives on a tray and brought them to Peng Wuwang.

Peng Wuwang looked at it in his eyes, dizzy for a while, he felt that his mandarin duck double knife seemed to have never been lost, and returned to him intact. "Master Wei, this?" His love held the pair of knives in his hand like a treasure, and looked up and down carefully.

"I don't know what's going on, do you?" Master Wei took off the sweat towel from his neck and wiped his hands casually.

"What the hell is going on?" Peng Wuwang asked in a trance.

"Ask your good sister-in-law." Master Wei said dissatisfiedly, "The red girl knows that you are going to reforge the mandarin duck knife, and she has already drawn a pattern and sent it to me last night. If it weren't for the Red Girl, even if you were kneeling and begging me, I might not be in the mood to reforge this pair of mandarin duck knives for you."

"Thank you, Master Wei, thank you." Peng Wuwang hurriedly said.

"Thank you for what I'm doing, thank you Red Girl." Master Wei rolled out a pair of eyes and ignored Peng Wuwang.

At this moment, Fang Mengjing and Hong Sixue walked to the blacksmith shop with a smile and a smile. Hong Sixue's eyes were sharp, and she saw the mandarin duck knife in Peng Wuwang's hand at a glance, and said in surprise, "Big brother, Master Wei has already made the knife."

Peng Wuwang was stunned, and it took a while to come back to his senses and say, "Yes, yes."

"I'll see!" Hong Sixue took the mandarin duck knife from Peng Wuwang's hand, looked at it carefully, and said with a smile, "Master Wei's craftsmanship is really nothing to say, the size and shape are exactly the same, and the blade is unparalleled, so he is worthy of being the first craftsman in Guanzhong."

Master Wei saw Hong Sixue's happy appearance, a kind smile appeared on his face, he looked at Peng Wuwang coldly, and lit up another mandarin duck knife grass sample at him, and said, "Look at other people's grass patterns, the shape size is clearly marked, even if you are a fledgling young man, you can make a good knife according to the appearance." Unlike some people's grass, even I can only make a kitchen knife to make a difference."

Peng Wuwang's mind seemed to drift far away at this time, and he didn't answer. Looking at his appearance, Master Wei was furious and snorted heavily. Seeing that he was angry, Hong Sixue hurriedly said, "Master Wei, my eldest brother has always been bad at drawing, not because he is careless. Bear a little more."

Fang Mengjing also smiled, handed the rice basket in her hand to Master Wei, and said, "Master Wei, you must have worked hard from morning to now, I made some snacks and prepared tea in the kitchen." She quietly glanced at Peng Wuwang, smiled slightly, and said, "Of course, it's not as good as our general dart head technique, please taste it with everyone, and relieve your fatigue." Everyone's lunch will be ready soon."

When Master Wei saw Peng Wuwang's absent-minded appearance, his eyes widened, and he said, "I am guarding two treasures, but I don't know that I am thinking about the grass of that family." He cautiously took the rice basket handed over by Fang Mengjing, and regardless of Fang Hong's crimson cheeks, he still muttered loudly: "Hmph, what an elm pimple, I really don't know what is worthy of people's liking."