Zhang blacksmith in Huizhou City has been working all his life on iron, although they are all simple utensils and don't know what to be fancy, but because the cutting materials are real and the price is fair, the business has been good for decades.

The blacksmith shop was always ringing with the sound of ping-pong iron, and the disturbances of the outside world seemed to have nothing to do with him.

On this day, Blacksmith Zhang, who was still sweating profusely in winter, raised his head in the interval between striking iron, only to find a pair of strange customers in his shop.

Open the door to do business, everyone who comes is a guest, and after working for half a life, Zhang Blacksmith has seen everyone, but for this small shop, the people in front of him are really rare guests.

Both of them are not very old, looking at the dress, although it is not luxurious, but it can also be seen that it is either rich or expensive, and the young man in it raised his head, and Blacksmith Zhang's eyes suddenly widened in surprise.

The man in front of him, or a teenager is more suitable, wearing a jade pendant sachet around his waist, and he knows at a glance that he is the son of the family. But his appearance was more eye-catching than his disguise, and the face he showed when he raised his head was so beautiful that it dazzled like an immortal in the eyes of the old blacksmith.

"Childe...... What do you want? Blacksmith Zhang stared at the young man in front of him and asked stunned, but as soon as he said it, he felt confused.

What would be in his shop that such a son can look at? Most of the young people in front of me are passing by and feel that they are novel.

However, the expected rebuke did not come, and the beautiful fairy-like young man in front of him smiled slightly, and said gently, "It's not me, it's my sister who wants to buy something." ”

Then Blacksmith Zhang felt a flower in front of him, and a little girl who looked younger walked out from behind the boy.

Because she had been standing behind the young man, although Blacksmith Zhang knew that there was another person behind the young man, he didn't see it clearly at first. As soon as he walked to the front, the old blacksmith gasped.

Because he was wielding a sledgehammer, even though it was winter, the old blacksmith was still shirtless. The next lady without a hat appeared in front of him, and the old blacksmith was frightened, turned around in a hurry, grabbed the shirt that was on the shelf, put it on with the fastest speed in his life, and made amends while buttoning it.

"It's the villain's fault that he was rude and stained Miss's eyes......"

Blacksmith Zhang was panicked, thinking that when he was still in the village, Li Laosan at the entrance of the village once did not get dressed when a young lady of the general's family passed by, and was ordered by the young lady to beat thirty boards, and almost lost his life.

Just when Blacksmith Zhang was worried, a woman's soft voice came from behind him, "This boss, we suddenly disturbed, you wear it slowly, don't worry." ”

"Huh? Good, good. Blacksmith Zhang was stunned when he heard this, buttoned up and pulled the corner of his clothes, turned around, touched the sweat on his forehead, lowered his head and asked, "Miss, what do you want?" ”

From the blacksmith's point of view, he could only see the skirt of the girl in front of him, and on the ground blackened by ore and charcoal gray, the girl's skirt was white and dazzling.

In the image of the blacksmith, such a flowery and bony lady should appear in a beautifully decorated embroidery workshop, teahouse and jewelry shop.

In short, it will not be found in the blacksmith's shop.

Just when Blacksmith Zhang was confused, the young lady in front of him spoke, "Boss, I want to buy a sword." ”

"Buy, buy, buy a sword?" Blacksmith Zhang was stunned, nodded and pointed to the wall, some stuttering, "Yes, yes, right in this corner." ”

He didn't ask the young lady what kind of sword he wanted, for there was only one kind of sword in his blacksmith's shop.

Blacksmith Zhang peeked at it, and the snow-white skirt actually moved to the corner of the wall in the direction he pointed.

In the corner of the wall was a large bundle of swords, without scabbards, and they were tied together haphazardly like bundles of firewood, and there was a lot of firewood ash on them.

Then, in his lowered gaze, the blacksmith saw a white hand stretched out towards the black hilt of the sword.

Now he couldn't care about the rule that he should bow his head when he saw a nobleman, so he hurriedly raised his head and said, "Miss, Miss, I can't help it, I can't help it." ”

Zhu Luan's hand stayed in mid-air, and he turned his head to look at Blacksmith Zhang, "What's wrong?" Isn't this for sale? ”

Blacksmith's gaze met her eyes, as if she had been burned by fire, and immediately lowered her head.

God, how can there be a woman with such beautiful eyes.

"No, it's sold, it's just that these swords are a little gray, and I'm afraid of staining Miss's hands......" Blacksmith Zhang muttered.

Seeing the blacksmith's restrained appearance, Zhu Luan knew in his heart, "Boss, it's okay, I'm just a person who came to buy a sword, you don't have to be so nervous when you raise your head." ”

Blacksmith Zhang raised his head boldly, and found that the face of the woman in front of him was not unhappy in the slightest, but just looked at the sword in the corner of the wall with curiosity, and then grabbed the hilt of a sword without care, and pulled it out of the sword bundle with a thud.

The dust in the room was floating in the air, and the girl was holding a sword in her hand.

This is a very ordinary sword, straight and shiny blade, jet-black sword grid, plus wooden handle, this is all this sword, without any ornamentation. Except for the shape, it looks no different from the sickle, hoe, and wood knife hanging from the beams of the house.

After all, this is just a blacksmith shop, not a specialized weapons shop.

Blacksmith Zhang had a natural pride in the artifact he had created, but looking at the sword held by this girl, he felt a little embarrassed for the first time.

"Miss, who did you buy this sword for? If it is for other sons, there is a weapon shop at the end of this street, and the carved swords in it are delicate and beautiful, and the sword in the small shop is really ......," said Blacksmith Zhang.

However, to his surprise, the girl in front of him did not show interest in his proposal, and said without raising her head while stroking the sword, "I'll use it myself." ”

"Huh?" Blacksmith Zhang was stunned again, looking at the woman who was holding a bulky long sword as if he were holding a hairpin, he seemed to understand something.

Zhu Luan measured the body of the sword with his fingers, showed a satisfied smile, and said, "Boss, your sword is very thick." ”

"That's," Blacksmith Zhang couldn't help but show a proud smile on his face, "There is nothing else in the shop, it's just that the cutting material is real, my sword, a small tree as thick as a duck egg, will break immediately when the sword goes down, and the blade will not roll at all!" ”

Is it actually used to cut down trees...... Zhu Rong listened to it next to him, and he only felt that he couldn't cry or laugh.

"Hmm," Zhu Luan tapped with his knuckles, and the blade of the sword made a low humming sound, "that should be very strong." ”

"yes!" Unexpectedly, the sword he fought would also be praised by the nobles one day, Zhang Blacksmith patted his chest and said, "Even if you use it to cut things every day, it won't be bad in three years!" ”

It's all about whatever. Zhu Rong felt that the scene in front of him was becoming more and more strange, was this picking a sword or a kitchen knife?

"Not bad," but the next moment, Zhu Luan nodded with satisfaction and raised his head.

"Boss, I want three."

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