Changfeng Town, West Street.

This is a street market, although it is said to be a street market, but there are not many shops, and there are few people who come and go, most of them are middle-aged strong men.

At the corner of the market was a blacksmith's shop, which looked unremarkable, but it was a simple hut, with a wooden board with iron striking on the half-open door.

Outside the door is a table with several iron knives of different thicknesses, surrounded by many people, mostly watching.

In fact, those iron knives are not very good-looking, and it can even be said that the blade is uncoordinated, some ugly, if the famous blacksmith comes to see it, it is to interrupt these knives, for them such knives dare to take out and sell, it is really insulting to the reputation of the word blacksmith.

But for the people of this town, it is not like that, and it can be seen from the expressions on the faces of people who play with them from time to time that such a knife is already good for them.

In this way, I saw a middle-aged man holding a long knife with an elbow in his hand, weighing a few points, fiddling with the edge of the knife, and then waving it a few times, he smiled and shouted to the hut inside: "Ming boy! I want this knife, how many silver taels do I want?"

The hut did not respond, and when I looked through the half-open door, I could only see that there were many sparks splashing inside from time to time, and the sound of iron tools clashing and knocking was constantly sounding, and it was dim and dark that I couldn't see the situation inside.

"This Ming boy, this is exactly the same as his father, as soon as he gets serious, he will forget everything in the outside world. ”

And the middle-aged man didn't get a response, he didn't get angry, and continued to play with the long knife in his hand, and the reaction of the person inside was also used to him.

"Brother Li, can you show me the elbow long knife in your hand?" A slightly darkened man had already stared at the long knife in the middle-aged man's hand, walked out of the crowd like this, and said with a smile.

When the middle-aged man heard this, he put the long knife in his hand on his waist, and scolded with a smile: "Get out, you nigger wants to lie to me again, you will run in and pay two silver taels when you show you this last time." ”

The dark-faced man smiled and touched his nose, a little embarrassed, knowing that this trick had not been done, so he had to walk towards the table, and blended into the crowd again to pick up the knife.

After half a sound, there was a squeak, and the half-open door panel was opened, and everyone stopped, looking towards that direction, a young man walked out of it, his body was as tall as a peak, his appearance was ordinary, only there was a bit of tenacity between his eyebrows.

I saw that the young man looked at so many men standing outside, all of them were very familiar, and finally stopped on the face of the middle-aged man who had shouted before, and he said to him with a smile: "Uncle Li! Didn't I say everything? ”

The man surnamed Li was not happy when he heard this, and his face turned grim: "What are you talking about! Don't you look down on your Uncle Li? Although you Uncle Li and I are a little poor, we still have the silver taels to buy the guys who eat, tell me quickly, how much is this long knife." ”

The young man smiled bitterly, he knew that he couldn't say anything about the other party, so he had to say: "Seven copper plates will be fine......"

The man surnamed Li was unhappy when he heard this, his hand reached into his arms and grabbed it, took out a small handful of cyan copper coins, and when he walked a few steps, he stuffed it into the young man's hand, and after a closer look, it was clearly the appearance of nine.

The young man just wanted to say something, but he was stopped by his fake angry eyes, and he just watched the young man accept it, and the man smiled.

"This knife is worth !! price"

As he spoke, he walked in the direction of the general pharmacy, turned back to those who were still picking up knives, and said:

"Hurry up, I'll kill the prey when the time comes, and see what you eat." ”

When everyone heard this, they laughed and said, "you, if this shop wasn't your nephew's, the knife would still be left for you?"

The man surnamed Li laughed, and he didn't care about them.

The young man looked at the back of a man, and he still had some courage in his heart, this street is called the desert street, because the west of this town is the wasteland, and there are countless beasts in the wasteland, and the west side of this street is not far from the wasteland, and the people in the town basically live by hunting, the flesh and blood of the prey are basically pickled, and the fur and bones can be taken to the larger towns to exchange for some silver taels, used to buy some things.

Speaking of hunting, there is naturally life and death, and weapons are the most important thing for these people, although most of these people have their own weapons, but every time they come out of the wasteland, they will buy one or two for later use, after all, there are too many possibilities in the wasteland, and there will be no fewer accidents.

Therefore, all the shops on West Street are for these people who have come out of the wilderness, such as the pharmacy not far from the side, and the dry butcher shop on the side, which are indispensable.

Seeing the figure walk into the pharmacy, the young man also withdrew his gaze and turned to the group of men who were arguing in front of him, and from time to time someone asked him about the price, and he also smiled and said the old price.

The boy is called Ming Tie, and this blacksmith shop was originally his father Ming Lan's, and his father was originally a hunter out of the wilderness, but after the death of the boy's mother, he no longer went out of the wilderness, inherited a blacksmith master's shop that was originally here, and it has been more than ten years now, until last year, the old injury recurred, and he couldn't walk, so he was allowed to replace it, and the young man's craftsmanship was still slightly worse than his father, but for these rugged men, it was just a small problem.

Looking at the backs of the departing one by one, Ming Tie's heart was also a little touched, he suddenly wanted to see what the wasteland was like, he grew up listening to those adults talk about the dangers of the wasteland, and he was still a little curious.

"Legend has it that if you go west and walk through the wasteland, there is a sacred mountain, called Bawu Mountain, where ancient witches live. ”

Ming Tie thought in his heart, now fifteen years old, his curiosity about the world is very strong, looking at the people who are gradually leaving, he is also a little envious in his heart, but he thinks of his father's stern reprimand, and the sentence that he will never enter the wasteland is still engraved in his memory.

Turning back to the hut, he had to get back to work.

"Hey, the wasteland.... What the hell is it like...."

He still picked up the hammer in his hand and continued to beat, sparks flew everywhere, and with the knocking, the reddish iron in front of him gradually took the shape of a knife.

Ming Tie also forgot the time, in a blink of an eye it was time to get dark, touched the beads of sweat on his forehead, looked at the black iron knife in his hand, smiled at the corner of his mouth, quite satisfied, just wait for tomorrow to polish a few points, and open the edge is a good knife, casually put it in an iron frame, among which there are several iron knives without blades.

I looked up at the sky outside the door

"It's time to go back, it's so late. ”

After a few steps, he put the silver taels on the table into his arms, picked up all the remaining knives under the sale, and thought about walking in the house, these are not good-looking, and it seems that they have to be forged again.

The people here are very simple, and they all know that Ming Tie will not be distracted at all when he strikes iron, and he will just put the money on the table, and only the man surnamed Li will call Ming Tie out every time and put the silver in his hand.

After extinguishing the fire in the house and putting away all the utensils placed around, Ming Tie just walked out, stood at the door of the shop, turned around and locked the gatehouse, and looked at the empty street, he had to go home, his house was a little far from here, in the north of the town, and it was a long way to go.

I looked at the city wall at the end of the West Street again, today is the day of the desert, the gate of the city wall was opened, and now it is closed tightly, Ming Tie said to himself: "I don't know when they came back, uncle......."

I packed up some things outside the door, people came and went, and some things were still quite messy, and then I carried the silver two in my arms and went home.

"I got thirty copper coins today, in addition to the money to buy iron ore, ten copper coins are earned, and tomorrow I will spend two copper coins to buy half a catty of meat to make up for my father and little sister." ”

Ming Tie thought so in his heart, his mind and body were a little happy, and his pace was also a little faster.