On the second day, Chrissy handed Song Zhe ten golden tickets, each with a denomination of 10,000 gold coins.

"Brother Song can take the golden ticket and go to the empire's bank to exchange it." Chrissy is dressed up today in a small and fresh way, giving people a pleasing feeling to the eye.

Song Zhe took the golden ticket and said, "Thank you, you will wait to count the money in a few days!" Pony, gone! ”

"Here comes the master!" Mark immediately ran downstairs, and Number 168 followed.

Song Zhe pointed to No. 168 and said, "You stay here, you are not allowed to move around without my permission." ”

No. 168 respectfully saluted Song Zhe, "Yes, master." ”

Chrissy shook her head, completely unable to understand why Song Zhe was so wary of a trained pet. But this is Song Zhe's business, she never interferes with other people's decisions.

The two first went to the bank to exchange 20,000 gold coins, and because the amount was relatively large, Song Zhe hired a carriage.

Mark had never seen so much money before, and the silly boy was sitting on the pile of gold coins and giggling.

"Mark, remember what I asked you yesterday, where do you remember all the best craftsmen in the city?" Song Zhe had to open his mouth to pull this fugue kid back to reality.

"Huh? Ah, sir, you said this, a little further on, there is a blacksmith in the third house on the left, even if it is not as good as the one provided by the city lord's mansion, it is also something that can be taken in this city. ”

Song Zhe didn't intend to ask for the best, in his eyes, these craftsmen have no essential difference in craftsmanship due to the limitations of technology and vision. If you want to find a better craftsman, it is nothing more than to save time.

The carriage drove slowly into the alley and stopped at the door of the third house.

Song Zhe asked Mark to look at the carriage, and he walked into the blacksmith shop alone.

This is not the main street of Anji City, Mark said that he was an excellent blacksmith, and his business was not good.

The clanging sound of iron was constant, and Song Zhe could clearly judge that this was done by one person.

Entering the gate, turning a corner, a sturdy man held an iron embryo with a clamp in one hand and a small hammer in the other.

The red-hot embryo changed shape under his continuous tapping.

Sweat ran down his bronzed skin, leaving a deep back.

Song Zhe nodded with satisfaction, how the blacksmith's skills are Song Zhe, a layman, is not very clear, but just from the seriousness in him, Song Zhe can judge that he does have two brushes.

The sound of the hammering of the iron continued for a while, until the embryo gradually cooled, and the man inserted it into the charcoal fire again.

It was also at this time that he realized that there was one more person in his yard.

"What do you want to build, officer? Weapons are still living utensils, weapons are divided into decorative weapons and actual combat weapons, and the price is naturally different. It seems that the words have been prepared for a long time, or perhaps this sentence has become a habit for him.

Song Zhe said: "Naturally, it's to build weapons, but I don't know if your weapons here can get into my eyes, don't be the kind of goods that curl the blade after two cuts." ”

The man did not say a word, he turned and went into the house, and in a moment he took a long sword that was full of cold light, and slashed at the wood that was used to make the fire next to the felt table.

This kind of wood is pine, and it may not be able to be cut with an axe, but the long sword in his hand can easily split it in two. The blade is smooth and flat, and in this day and age, it is indeed a good sword.

Song Zhe nodded with satisfaction, "Yes, it is indeed a good weapon, but unfortunately, it is still lacking in materials and technology, otherwise it will definitely become a famous sword!" ”

The man was a little unconvinced, and asked angrily: "Then what is your opinion?" ”

"I don't know anything about iron, but I have a way to improve the strength of metal and the corresponding technology. Don't talk nonsense, I'm here to recruit, you work for me, I'll teach you skills. The salary is ten gold coins per month, and after three years of working for me, I can give you back your freedom. "This is Song Zhe's condition, which is already very expensive for an ordinary blacksmith.

Mark could eat and drink with half a gold coin a month, and ten gold coins were enough for the blacksmith to live a relatively wealthy life, at least better than he guarded the dilapidated blacksmith's shop.

The man is obviously moved, with such craftsmanship, he is so down-and-out, either he is a person with a strange personality, or there is something unspeakable.

He clearly falls into the latter category.

"I'm happy to agree to your conditions, but I can't harm you, the reason why I haven't made progress in guarding this dilapidated blacksmith shop for many years is because I offended someone."

"Who?"

"The son of the lord of the city."

Song Zhe smiled, he pointed to the badge on his chest and said, "Look, what is this?" With this layer of identity, the city lord can't do anything to me. Besides, for the sake of a blacksmith, he won't turn against me, right? ”

Only then did the blacksmith notice Song Zhe's badge, and his body shook for a moment, revealing a relieved smile.

"That's not it, a B-level ability, even the city lord has to give face, not to mention that you are still a combat ability."

"Oh? I didn't expect you, a blacksmith, to know quite well about the badge of the Association of Strangers, and the average nobleman doesn't know much about it. Song Zhe deeply felt that this guy's origin was not simple.

The blacksmith smiled bitterly, "I was just fortunate enough to follow a stranger back then, and then something happened to him, and the son of the city lord, who originally had some grudges against him, would naturally find some trouble." ”

"But that's in the past, from today onwards you work for me, as long as it's in this city, no one dares not to give me face." Song Zhe has this self-confidence.

The world has just reached the embryonic stage of industry, and there is still a long way to go for such a thing as thermal weapons, coupled with the fact that the whole world does not pay attention to science and technology, presumably this process will be even slower. According to Song Zhe's speculation, if a thermal weapon wants to cause damage to him, it will take two or three hundred years to develop.

Yesterday, he didn't use all his strength in the test, and if he shot with all his strength, it should belong to the A-level category. There are only a few hundred A-level abilities in the entire world, and the one in Anji City is still an auxiliary system.

Song Zhe is confident that he is invincible here.

Moreover, his methods and hole cards are not Jiuyang Divine Skills, even in the face of S-level abilities, he has the confidence to compete.

The blacksmith hastily packed up his things, but in fact there were only three things, a package, containing clothes and money, and holding the sword in his hand. Presumably, this is something he has paid for with his heart, and he can't be easily discarded.

Next, Song Zhe followed the path pointed out by Mark to find several craftsmen of all kinds, and it was only over in the afternoon.