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"Grandpa, will you test them so much when you accept apprentices?"

"No, because I don't accept apprentices." Xin Ye smiled, his craft was only passed on to his children and grandchildren.

"Grandpa, because of a master like you, there will be a lot of craftsmanship lost in future generations."

"Whether there are people like me or not, the craft will be lost, and even if we are willing to pass it on, and pass it on from generation to generation, so what? In the end, it will be lost. Because there will always be better craftsmanship coming out, I am not sorry to lose it, I am afraid that there will be no progress. The old man shook his head.

Xin Kun was stunned, she didn't expect the old man to say this, but when she thought about it, she felt that it was a pity for Yue Wang Goujian's sword, but she knew very well that it could only represent the highest level of that era, not the current level. The sword she gave Guo Peng, competing with the Yue Wang Sword, can turn the Yue Wang Sword into scum in seconds. And in the 21st century, when Guo Peng's sword is facing a long spear and a short cannon, he has only one way to die.

"Grandpa, you're right!" Xin Kun took a deep look, "However, I still hope that these crafts will not be lost, even if it is just for fun." ”

"You're wrong, what you're doing now is because you're playing. You have never had a sense of reverence for the weapons of the gods. Maybe you can make the first sword of this dynasty, so what? Compared to the cadre Mo Ye and Ou Yezi, the kind of master who can dedicate his life to it, you are just a naughty boy who doesn't know the height of the sky. The old man shook his head.

"What kind of master do you want me to be?" Xin Kun looked at the old man, she admitted that the old man was right, she was just a craftsman, she was just playing and exploring now. But she didn't have the heart to gain or lose, she was lucky, she lost my life, she knew that the lethality of these weapons was too small, so she never had the awe of her contemporaries.

However, this is a common problem of modern people, right? They live very selfishly, and everything they have, is for themselves. I feel that if I don't cause trouble to others, that is my greatest contribution to society. She unconsciously brought this mentality to this time, so in this era, her only relative, would he want to become such a famous master?

"I don't want you to be that kind of sword idiot, but I don't like your cynical attitude. Even if you're a girl, I still want you to be serious. You study medicine, take the exam, and strike iron, in fact, you think it's fun. It's so casual! The old man sat down again, and it was rare to get serious.

"Yes, my grandson will think about it seriously." Xin Kun looked at the old man solemnly, she had to think about it.

Xin Ye smiled and patted her gently, "Because you are too smart, we can't help but be more demanding of you." Because you're better than most! ”

Xin Kun smiled at the old man and personally sent the old man out.

"Do you like Lord Cai or Little Wangye?" When Xin Ye was about to arrive at the main house, he suddenly asked softly.

"You really are!"

"Don't like both?"

"It's like if I say I like it, it can be done." Xin Kun looked at the old man, thinking that he was old and confused, and now he was a master and a master Xie Yuangong, waiting to impact the contemporary talents of Huiyuan and Zhuangyuan, and now what question does he like who he likes. Is this a question that can be talked about?

"I think the little prince is good, but I think you can talk to Lord Cai better. With Lord Cai, the days will be more comfortable, little prince......" The old man lowered his head and sighed softly.

"Go to bed early." Xin Kun smiled when he arrived at the door.

"You too, sometimes, maybe, don't have an answer. Just lying to you to read the book! The old man said suddenly as he entered the door.

Xin Kun smiled, smiled at the old man, and retreated by himself. looked at the books all over the floor, restored all the books, then closed his eyes and thought about it, put them back in the box in the order of Dr. Hai, and wrote all the titles of the books silently.

He gently put away the pen and turned the paper to dust. The old man really tried his best, if he could never guess, then what would he do? But also, for him, he buried it in his heart is quite sad, he just needs to have an outlet, as for whether he wants to know or not, it doesn't matter at all.

Thinking about it, I took a set of books out and put them on the shelf, and I took a set of old medical books and put them in the box. Then I closed the box as if nothing had happened.

Back in her room, she sat down by the brazier, not warming herself for a long time. So I actually didn't fight with these ancient human spirits for a round, right?

The next day, she had a little fever, and invited Dr. Hai to prescribe medicine for her to soak in the medicinal bath for a while, but did not let her take the medicine.

I didn't sleep for a while, but I was woken up by Wu Bo again, and there was a big business in the shop. Moreover, people have to talk to him.

Xin Kun got up helplessly, drank a bowl of ginger soup, wrapped in a thick fur coat and was carried to the shop by two guards, and in Wu Bo's account room, a young girl sat down.

Xin Kun looked at the girl, smiled at her, covered her mouth and sneezed again. wiped his red nose and mouth, and still covered his mouth with a handkerchief, "I'm sorry, I'm cold, dare to ask the girl what's the matter, do you have to see me?" ”

"No, the little woman is from Jiangnan, and she happens to run an ironware shop at home......"

"Ahh Xin Kun sneezed again and nodded at her again, this time her tears flowed out, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" This is my brother-in-law, in fact, he can call the shots of everything, he really doesn't need me. ”

"That, Young Master Xin, the little sister entered Beijing alone, can you borrow it at your house, and talk about the cooperation between the two families by the way?" The girl smiled at Xin Kun and said suddenly.

"This ......" Xin Kun wiped his tears and covered his mouth to look at the girl, who looked fourteen or fifteen years old, with a very playful face. The eyes were big and round, and they looked a little familiar, but I couldn't remember where I had seen them, "You didn't run away from home, did you?" Take you in, your father and mother won't chase after you and beat people, right? ”

"Brother Xin is really, I am really the owner of Jiangnan Xin Blacksmith, and we Xin Blacksmith have forty-five shops in Jiangnan." The girl still said with a smile, but took out a bronze medal.

Wu Bo stepped forward to take a look and nodded at Xin Kun.

"'Xin Blacksmith' is a bit like the name of our shop. Disrespectful, disrespectful. Xin Kun arched his hand at her.

However, she is more concerned that opening forty-five ironware shops in several provinces in the south of the Yangtze River is a great thing in itself. When they sold kitchen knives, the buyers of Xin's blacksmith's family also came to talk about business, and at that time, there was a discussion about the exclusive consignment right of the Xinjia iron shop in Jiangnan. At that time, Xin Kun did not agree, forty-five shops, she really did not have this kind of supply capacity. I refused at the time! But she remembered the 'Xin Blacksmith'.