"Murong Hongxiang, don't cry at my door, it's like I've done something to you. Zhang Ye mended the gap through the door.

"Wow woo!" Murong Hongxiang cried even more happily, "You stinky and conscienceless, and you're a girl anyway, don't you know how to coax me?"

"You're a girl, why didn't I see it!" Zhang Ye laughed, of course he refused to be fooled.

Murong Hongxiang stopped talking, just cried so much that after a while, Zhang Ye asked, "Are you really crying?"

Murong Hongxiang didn't answer, and Zhang Ye sighed: "Let's say okay first, don't beat people." ”

After Zhang Ye finished speaking, he opened the door and carefully handed Murong Hongmakeup a handkerchief.

Murong Hongxiang glanced at Zhang Ye hatefully, took the handkerchief and wiped her tears, but she still sobbed.

Zhang Ye shrank behind the door, and seeing that Murong Hongmakeup didn't mean to hit him, he became a little bolder, and said, "Tell me about you, what does a girl do so violently all day long, if you don't beat me, I won't be like this, let's be gentle, okay?"

"You're not qualified to teach me!" Murong Hong was annoyed, this is comforting.

"Okay, then you can keep crying, I'll go back to sleep. "Zhang Ye feels kind enough to talk to you, what kind of temper do you have, I won't play with you.

"That's it?" Murong Hong looked at Zhang Ye pitifully, "But I'm not in a good mood yet." ”

"Then what do you want?" Zhang Ye shrank behind the door.

"I want to hear stories. Murong wiped her tears again.

"Story?" Zhang Ye pondered that he couldn't tell a story, but Ah Hua in his divine consciousness said: "I can't pick up girls, I will teach you this feeling!"

But Ah Hua is quite able to coax girls to be happy, Zhang Ye followed Ah Hua's prompt, and said slowly: "There is a person who died, his three wives hugged the corpse and cried bitterly, the eldest wife hugged his head and said, "Ouch my Lang head"; the second wife hugged his feet and said, "Ouch my Lang feet"; the third wife had no place to hug, and she grabbed his little hook, ouch my Lang Zhong ......."

Zhang Ye said this, with a confused expression, Ah Hua, a scum, can he tell this kind of story to a girl?

"it...... Haha......" Murong Hongmakeup was stunned, burst into laughter, patted his legs and shouted wonderful.

"I'll tell you a more yellow drop...... "Murong Hongjiao was in a good mood, and his eyebrows danced.

Zhang Ye's face was black, and he was hitting it crookedly? When he got to the back, Zhang Ye was red when he heard it, this woman's Taoism was really profound, and after listening to a few paragraphs, Zhang Ye really couldn't hold it anymore: "Murong Hong, I have to have a good rest, I will open a store tomorrow." ”

"Oh, it's hard to be early, talk about one more, and you can go to sleep after you finish speaking. "Murong Hong's makeup is like a wild horse that can't be stopped at all.

"I can't sleep anymore. Zhang Ye wanted to cry without tears, what kind of meat jokes he told to the female man, he blamed Ah Hua for this scum, and now his mind is full of indecent things.

Seeing Zhang Ye hiding in the house as if he was escaping, Murong Hong smiled proudly, he was in a good mood, he finally found the weakness of this hob meat, eat soft and not hard, and come to destroy Zhang Ye's young soul every day in the future, haha......

Zhang Ye simply ate something, lying on the bed tossing and turning and couldn't sleep, thinking of the meat jokes that Murong Hongxiang said, he felt hot for a while.

"Hey, what a sin!" Zhang Ye got up and walked into the blacksmith shop, carrying the pangolin that was secretly drinking the colorful divine water to the backyard, "I'm going to work overtime tonight." ”

The pangolin was called a grievance, and he slashed the wall skin, imagining the wall as Zhang Ye, and his power increased greatly, and the claw marks were said.

Zhang Ye opened the furnace and bought a batch of materials directly from the material mall, which was a little more expensive and trouble-free.

In order to divert attention, Zhang Ye conceived a thing and quickly built it.

After a while, the blacksmith shop lit up with colorful brilliance, and Zhang Ye looked at the magic weapon in front of him and muttered to himself: "Wouldn't this be too gaudy? ”

The next day, as soon as the sky was bright, the monks of Tiandao City were active again, and the peddlers were bustling, and the shops and restaurants began to shout.

The street where the blacksmith shop is located suddenly lit up with colorful light, and passers-by were suddenly surprised and looked at the light source.

At this look, people were dumbfounded and froze on the spot.

I saw a wide signboard hanging on the lintel of a shop, with five big characters written on it, exuding colorful brilliance, but if it was just like this, it would not attract everyone to stop and watch, just because this signboard itself is a high-grade magic weapon!

There are a lot of top-grade magic weapons in Tiandao City, but there is definitely only one that makes high-grade magic weapons into signboards and hangs them!

"Blacksmith shop?" The pedestrian came back to his senses and smiled helplessly, only to say that which fool came to Tiandao City to open a blacksmith shop, and dared to snatch food in the hands of the Heavenly Soldier Pavilion, and it would close down in ten and a half months at most, and he didn't take it to heart and left directly.

Zhang Ye stood at the door with his hands behind his back, looking at the plaque he had built last night with satisfaction. This plaque looks gorgeous and fancy, but strictly speaking, it is a piece of armor that can ward off evil spirits and avoid evil, which is beneficial to the store.

By the way, the blacksmith's formation shrouds the plaque, but he is not afraid of thieves.

This signboard is very eye-catching, and pedestrians all stop to watch, which makes Zhang Ye very complacent, but after a while, pedestrians just look, and no one cares about the blacksmith shop, which makes Zhang Ye a little puzzled.

Zhang Ye pondered whether to re-erect the notice board to indicate the business, but at this time, a voice sounded.

"Yo, do you really open a blacksmith shop?" Murong walked in with a smile on his face, looking at Zhang Ye's shop curiously.

"I'm going to work today, and I don't have time to mess around with you. Zhang Ye was already in a bad mood, and he had a headache when he saw Murong Hong's makeup.

"Don't pretend you're busy, you can't have a job. Murong Hongxiang snorted coldly, "Little blacksmith, you say a few nice words, if my aunt is happy, I can give you a job." ”

"What kind of work?" Zhang Ye looked incredulous.

"Auntie, I just don't need a cook, you have good skills, cook for me later, don't waste your talent here at the blacksmith shop. Murong Hong's makeup occupied Zhang Ye's recliner and lay down beautifully, "Come, give me a massage first." ”

Zhang Ye's face was black, thinking that there was some magic weapon that needed to be forged, but it turned out that he wanted Zhang Ye to change his career, so angry that Zhang Ye picked up Murong Hong's makeup: "Don't bother me." ”

"Zhang Ye, I am kind enough to show you the way, what is your attitude!" Murong Hongxiang refused to leave.

Zhang Ye regretted it, he shouldn't have rented a shop here cheaply, the landlord was too annoying: "Opening a blacksmith shop is my clear path, and I don't need others to point fingers." ”

"It's a on the road, the blacksmith can't go down. "Murong Hong's makeup is not kind, it is purely to see Zhang Ye's jokes.

"As long as you don't make trouble, I can keep going. Zhang Ye urged, "Hurry up and get out, don't hinder me from doing business." ”

"Wait a while, I think of a meat joke again!" Murong Hong's makeup came to destroy Zhang Ye, how could he make him feel better, and he refused to leave.

Just when Zhang Ye and Murong were arguing with red makeup, a pot-bellied young fat man, dressed in gold and silver, was wandering around the street like an upstart, and pedestrians greeted him respectfully: "Hello Boss Wang." ”

The fat man's eyes were indifferent, and he didn't look at these pedestrians, but the pedestrians still stepped forward one after another with hot faces and cold butts.

If you want to ask who the fat man is, the big boss of the Emei Mountain Moon Auction House, that is one of the top businesses in Tiandao City, although this fat man is not very good, but he is very rich.

The fat man felt bored by the flattery of the monks, and every day was so boring, and the master was lonely.

As the fat man walked, he suddenly saw a colorful thing, and he was immediately interested.

In the blacksmith shop, Zhang Ye and Murong Hongxiang were still arguing.

"If you can take a job today, I'll marry you!" Murong gritted his red and silver teeth.

"Hey, this curse is terrible!" Zhang Ye palpitated.

"Are you ......" Murong Hongxiang was about to continue to say something, when a fat man walked in: "Is the shopkeeper there?"

Speaking of business, business comes to business, although this Murong red makeup is a little annoying, but Fu Jiang.

Zhang Ye said in a positive voice: "I am, do you need to forge some magic weapons?"

Murong Hongmakeup was about to make trouble, and the fat man said: "No, I just want to ask you about something, where did you order the signboard at the door?"

When Murong Hongxiang heard this, she laughed: "Zhang Ye, you will die of this heart, I will say that there is no way to have business come to the door." ”

Zhang Ye glanced at Murong Hong's makeup, and said unhappily to the fat man's voice: "What are you asking for?"

The fat man saw that Zhang Ye didn't want to say anything, so he immediately handed over a business card, believing that Zhang Ye knew his identity and would definitely slap himself up.

But Zhang Ye is a newcomer to Tiandao City, how can he know the weight of Emei Mountain Moon, he just read according to the business card: "Emei Mountain Moon Auction House, the big shopkeeper Wang Fat?"

The fat man was stunned and coughed: "Wang Yue is a half, Emei Mountain is a half moon and a half of autumn." ”

"Then why don't you call Wang Lunqiu?" Zhang Ye asked very seriously.

Murong Hongxiang heard these words, and laughed out loud, although she is not in business, but Wang Yueban, the owner of Emei Shanyue Auction House, is like thunder, such characters came to Zhang Ye's shop, but Zhang Ye first pronounced the wrong name Wang Fat, and then asked why you don't call Wang Lunqiu?

Give people two nicknames at once, and it's no wonder if you don't offend the Emei Shanyue Auction House to death, this Zhang Ye will really die, Murong Hongxiang looked at Zhang Ye gloatingly.

The fat on Wang Yueban's face trembled, and after a while, he said excitedly: "Bosom friend, I also think that Wang Lunqiu is better than Wang Yueban, but when I was born, it happened to be in the middle of the month, and my parents didn't name me Wang Zhongchu, thank God!"

"Empathize, my surname is Zhang, on the eve of my birth, my father was smelting metal, looking at the brilliant fire at home, he had a flash ......of inspiration" Zhang Ye said this, Wang Yueban was puzzled: "So your name is Zhang Jiahui?"

"No, my name is Zhang Ye. ”

Seeing that the two of them looked like they hated to see each other, Murong Hong put on makeup.