Nie Feng was the first to react among all the people present besides the young man. The pen & fun & pavilion www.biquge.info strode forward, held the young man's slightly shaky figure, and then gently took the pale golden long sword.

"Thank you! After this incident, I'll forge you a medium-grade iron sword!"

Nie Feng's voice was very soft, but it seemed to give a shot in the arm to the already injured youth, and the young man's originally somewhat frivolous figure was instantly firmly nailed to the ground, and his raised gaze was filled with incomparable excitement and gratitude.

What he contributed was an ordinary low-grade iron sword, which he had finally bought after nearly a year's worth of money accumulated by his own labor, and now Nie Feng promised him no longer a low-grade iron sword, but a medium-grade iron sword, and with Nie Feng's superb sword-casting methods, the medium-grade iron sword that he cast must be far better than the ordinary medium-grade, which may not be able to be bought even ten times the price of his low-grade iron sword, how could he not be excited.

Nie Tong and Peng Yuan walked over, helped the young man aside, and rested for a while. And Nie Feng, who was free, couldn't help but raise his eyes coldly, and his eyes were focused on Meng Zhong, who had just recovered from his sluggishness.

"Boss Meng, I won our game!"

Nie Feng's words were unhurried, showing his incomparable calmness and indifference.

"No way......! You're cheating!"

Meng Zhong's original politeness and humility that he used to flaunt himself had already been thrown out of the clouds by him at this moment, his originally fair face was even more pale at the moment, and his eyes staring at Nie Feng were still a little hideous, but at this moment, he added a little uncertainty out of thin air, as if he was looking forward to the onlookers being able to help him say a fair word, and then take advantage of the possibility of turning defeat into victory.

But soon, Meng Zhong became a little desperate. Because everyone was stunned for a moment, they all shook their heads involuntarily, and then a series of uneven voices rang out.

"I said Boss Meng, winning or losing is a common thing! Isn't it just a hundred taels of silver? I believe that Boss Meng can take it out with a wave of his hand, so why bother too much about this external thing!"

"Yes, in front of our eyes, Boss Meng can't be fooled!"

"We can guarantee that this Nie ...... Little boss, there is no suspicion of cheating, do you say it?"

......

Meng Zhong, who was finally desperate to the end, suddenly calmed down, and the original hideousness was also decreasing inch by inch, replaced by a chilling coldness, his eyes slowly swept over the audience who made uneven sounds, and swept away all the voices, as if a huge palm was stretched out in an instant, forcibly smoothing the waves of the crowd. In the end, his gaze was fixed on Nie Feng's body, and the latter was still as calm and indifferent as ever.

"Okay! I'll admit defeat! One hundred taels of silver, I'll find someone to send it to you, and it won't be a penny! However, I believe that we have just begun!"

Meng Zhong's words were mixed with a gritted tooth of coldness and hatred, almost every audience present couldn't help but feel a chill on their backs, and even many people couldn't help but feel a little uneasy and worried in their hearts, they seemed to be able to foresee, Meng Zhong would definitely come up with a more rigorous plan in the future, I wonder if this young man of the Nie family can calmly deal with this unknown challenge?

Not to mention everyone's worries, Nie Feng's originally calm gaze suddenly erupted with a breathtaking ruthlessness, and everyone realized that they all seemed to have underestimated the black-clothed young man in front of them, maybe the young man has not yet departed from the immaturity that this age should have, but it is definitely not something that ordinary adults can clean up if they want to, does Meng Zhong really have this ability?

The crowd that was originally worried about Nie Feng couldn't help but lock their eyes on Meng Zhong again.

"I'll wait!"

The young man's clear voice sounded, which counted as an answer to Meng Zhong.

Nie Feng's momentum suddenly became extremely ruthless, which made Meng Zhong, who was originally ruthless, couldn't help but tremble slightly in his heart, but he was swallowed up by his hatred at this time.

"Hmph!

Meng Zhong dropped these words, and immediately slammed the blood-red long sword that was only half left in his hand, separated everyone, and strode out.

Seeing the back of Meng Zhong leaving, Nie Feng finally breathed a long sigh of relief. The first big trouble when Nie's sword-casting shop opened, was finally solved by him, although there will still be follow-up troubles, but since then, at least this sword-casting shop has taken root in the hearts of everyone, and it can be regarded as invisibly laying a solid foundation for the sword-casting shop, and I believe that the business of the sword-casting shop will get better and better.

"Hey, Boss Meng, does what you just said still count?"

"Yes, do we have a 50% discount?"

Meng Zhong's figure had already walked away, and at this time, some of the people suddenly remembered what had just happened, and they couldn't help but shout anxiously, but unfortunately, in the face of everyone's questions, the former who should have been heard was completely ignored, and just lowered his head and strode into the distance, gradually beyond the scope of the sound.

"Hey, hey, it's a fucking villain, I made Lao Tzu happy for nothing just now!"

"That's it! This kind of person can't afford to lose, and what he says is not even as good as farting!"

Many people showed anger and disdain, and no one immediately looked back at Meng Zhong.

"That's it......"

Nie Feng's voice quickly attracted everyone.

"Everyone has helped me a lot in this game, in order to express my gratitude, this sword is paved within three months, and all iron swords will be discounted by seven, are you still satisfied?"

The crowd, who were originally slightly disappointed, were slightly stunned for a while, and soon their faces swelled with a layer of irrepressible joy.

"Okay! Thank you, little brother!"

"Hehe, instead of believing in the unreliable five-fold discount, it's better to buy a seven-fold discount, don't you say!"

"That's right, this friend is right, seven folds will be seven folds, I'll customize a low-grade iron sword!"

"I'll also customize a low-grade iron sword!"

"I want a medium-grade iron sword!"

......

Soon, the crowd became noisy, and Nie Feng finally smiled slightly, this time the smile showed calmness and reassurance.

In order to arrange the people who came to customize the iron sword, Nie Tong and Peng Yuan quickly took a registration book and wrote down the customized information one by one, and the originally smiling face was even more happy at this moment! And Nie Feng on the side took the opportunity to lock his eyes on the door of the sword casting shop again, and those who left one after another, but unfortunately he did not find the existence of the master who had helped him, and his gaze, which was still with a trace of hope, finally completely drooped slightly.

That master, since he can quietly help him improve the quality of the top-grade iron sword, presumably the sword-casting technique is definitely above Jin Lao, and may even be much higher than Jin Lao, and anyone who misses such a master will have regrets, and the same is true for Nie Feng.

Soon, the results of the crowd customization came out, eleven low-grade iron swords, three medium-grade iron swords, and one high-grade iron sword.

According to the rules of the sword-casting shop industry, all customizations need to pay half of the deposit, and half of the deposit is accepted, it has reached eighty-two taels of silver, looking at the heavy money bag, Nie Tong and Peng Yuan are simply overjoyed, if the business of the sword-casting shop continues like this, they will forever get rid of the kind of inferior life that is not well fed and clothed, and this is their wish that has not been realized for many years.

Especially Peng Yuan, with a look of excitement and excitement, peeked at the black-clothed young man who was still calm on the side, and his vicissitudes of life revealed a trace of sincere gratitude and happiness. He was quite satisfied with his superb vision, if he hadn't long ago decided that the boy was not a thing in the pool, and had always taken care of him, the young man in front of him would not have remembered him, so how could this kind of work completely get rid of hunger and cold have anything to do with him!

Nie Feng quickly noticed Peng Yuan's gaze, of course, he didn't understand Peng Yuan's thoughts, so he just cast a rather comforting smile.

One of the customized iron swords is top-grade, and Nie Feng now has no Gushan Heart Fire Gold, and the probability of successfully casting a top-grade iron sword is greatly reduced, and second, it is impossible for him to spend his own blood every time he casts a top-grade iron sword, after all, blood is limited for everyone, and if you lose some, it will take a long time to slowly make it up. What to do?

Suddenly, Nie Feng's gaze swept towards the blood-red long sword on the ground that had already been broken in two.

"Maybe it's going to be a breakthrough......"

Nie Feng muttered, and then walked to the side of the blood-red long sword, bent down and picked it up. In any case, we have to deal with what is in front of us first, otherwise we will have to deal with the only inventory we have.

"Alas...... Sword forging is still not enough!"

For the next three months, Nie Feng almost stayed at home, and even his mother had to come to the sword-casting shop to visit him, because Nie Feng really didn't have time, he had put all his time and energy on sword-casting, the purpose of doing so was not only to do his best to complete the task in front of him, but more importantly, to raise the sword-casting technique to another level as soon as possible, only in this way, in the future, to cast a high-grade iron sword, and to be handy.

Nie Feng's efforts were fruitful. In the previous month, almost all the orders at the beginning had been completed, and even the only high-grade iron sword had been successfully forged by him.

He guessed correctly, the blood-red sword cast by Meng Zhong did have substances comparable to the two effects of the ancient mountain heart fire gold and the blood of the swordsman, and this was exactly what Nie Feng needed to cast the top-grade iron sword, but the top-grade iron sword cast in the end was somewhat of a faint blood-red.

In the next two months, Nie Feng taught his father little by little the sword-casting technique, and on the other hand, he began to think about casting high-grade iron swords without special materials.

Gushan Heart Fire Gold is not a necessary material for casting a high-grade iron sword, when Jin Lao was casting a high-grade iron sword, the reason why he added Gushan Heart Fire Gold was just to increase the probability of successful casting, and Nie Feng has always adhered to Jin Lao's practice.

But now, in this situation of urgent shortage of materials, Nie Feng had no choice but to think of this, so he had the idea of putting aside the fire gold in the heart of the ancient mountain, if he purely used the sword casting technique, he could cast a real high-grade iron sword, then the birth of the high-grade iron sword would no longer be a problem, in this way, it would inevitably attract a lot of business for the sword casting shop again.

And two months of perseverance finally made him have a substantial breakthrough.

Now he can finally completely avoid using Gushan Heart Fire Gold or Sword Qi Plasma, and successfully cast the top-grade iron sword in one fell swoop, although it takes a lot of sword qi cultivation in the process, and even the last step still needs to rely on his blood to nourish, but this after all means that his sword-casting skills have made great progress.

During this time, Meng Zhong's bet of one hundred taels of silver was also missing, and it seemed that it was only a matter of time before Meng Zhong broke his promise. However, originally Nie Feng had never expected Meng Zhong to keep his promise, so he was not disappointed, in his heart, winning people's hearts was much more important than the one hundred taels of silver.