"Moore?"

"Fungus?"

Seeing the strange expression on Kuang Fan's face, Melissa wondered, "Have you already been to him?"

Of course, Melissa didn't mean anything else, and it was obvious that there was a little error in Kuang Fan's thinking. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Seeing the suspicious expression on her face, Kuang Fan came back to his senses, secretly scolded himself for being improper, and said, "The Mu you said is a villager from Huanxi Village!"

Melissa played with the camera in her hand and replied, "You can see it yourself, don't you know!"

"That Moore can't be your man, wouldn't I have exposed the information and thrown myself into the net when I went to see him? Kuang Fan suddenly sneered.

Melissa listened to Kuang Fan's words, but ignored him, looking at the camera with her own eyes, looking around and shooting things everywhere.

Kuang Fan touched his nose, turned around and left the small world, and came to his own house.

When he opened the door, he saw Chebman who was preparing to cultivate not far away, and hurriedly stopped him and said, "Uncle Chebman, come with me to the village for a walk!"

Chebman replied respectfully, "Yes, village chief!"

When Kuang Fan was wandering around Huanxi Village, he found out that the Moore Melissa was talking about was the owner of a blacksmith shop.

Most of the farming tools in the village are made by him, the price is cheap, the quality is good, although he is not a local, but the style of doing things is very popular in the village.

Some of the villagers who are responsible for the safety of the village are all used by him, and some of the tools used by hunters for hunting are also made by him.

Kuang Fan and Chebman looked at a maple signboard in front of them.

"Huanxi Blacksmith!"

If you can enter Melissa's eyes, it shouldn't be an ordinary blacksmith, Kuang Fan frowned and thought: "Isn't it an ordinary blacksmith, but also an alchemist?"

Kuang Fan patted his forehead and said in surprise: "Yes, apart from this possibility, what else could it be!"

"Uncle Chebman, do you recognize some hierarchical alchemy works?" Kuang Fan asked Chebman beside him.

And the reaction on Chebman's face was a little intriguing, and he said lightly: "Understand a little bit!"

Kuang Fan said with a smile: "Okay, later, you can go in and see if there are some good alchemy works in this blacksmith shop." ”

Chebman nodded, and said in a cautious tone, "Okay!"

Kuang Fan saw that his face was strange, and asked, "What's the matter, is there any problem?"

Chebman looked into his eyes and said with a little hesitation: "Village Elder, don't you know much about what an alchemist is?"

Kuang Fan's expression was stunned, he looked at him, and replied as a matter of course: "Isn't the alchemist the one who makes weapons and equipment, and there are several in the family!"

Chebman showed him a look that was really the case, sorted out his words, and said slowly: "Village Elder, alchemist is actually one of the greatest professions on the Nordenham continent. They are revered as God's spokesmen, capable of bringing powerful weapons to humanity, potions to cure viruses, inventors of some mecha golems, and even explorers of many unknown materials. ”

Kuang Fan looked at him in confusion and asked blankly, "Does this have anything to do with our affairs?"

"That's right, village chief. Alchemist, in fact, is just a general term, and alchemy works are just the name of the items made by alchemists. Alchemists are divided into various professions according to their different professions, and they all have names that match each other. Chebman explained to him quietly.

"I still don't understand!" Kuang Fan said his inner feelings bluntly, and at the same time there was a hint of inexplicability on his face.

Chebman paused for a moment, took a deep breath, and said with a slight helplessness: "For example, among alchemists, those who make weapons and equipment are respected as alchemists, those who manufacture potions are honored as alchemists, those who make mecha puppets are called mechanics, and those who study various materials are called material masters. Among them, the refiner is an example, and the things that the refiner researches and manufactures are divided into various types of swords, guns, swords, and halberds, each of which has its own professional name and different evaluation levels. ”

As he spoke, he suddenly pulled out the dagger at his waist and explained, "Look, village elder, this dagger is the standard armament in the family, and it is refined in the middle grade. And this kind of equipment level is divided into refining, psychic, dry cave, transformation path, and constant god, and each level is divided into four grades: lower, medium, upper, and superb. Not to mention other potions, materials, and machinery, a single word for alchemy works encompasses many things, so you asked me if I recognized some hierarchical alchemy works, which made me feel a little panicked. Because it is impossible for any scholar to recognize the alchemical works in an entire series. ”

"Gotcha, gotcha, got, you just say it, don't you have a problem with my words. I went around in such a big circle just to give me a classification of the profession of science alchemist. Kuang Fan held his head, looked at Chebman in front of him, and said, "I was really defeated by you!"

Chebman nodded again and again, and said with a smile: "Yes!"

"Then can we go in and have a look?" Kuang Fan patiently asked for Chebman's opinion.

Chebman silently let go of his body and consciously stood behind Kuang Fan.

In this regard, Kuang Fan rolled his eyes.

Chebman is good at everything, but he can't answer the point when he speaks, which makes him very helpless.

"Is there anyone from the boss?"

Kuang Fan opened the curtain in front of the door, and in front of him was a huge blacksmith stove, and the fire at the mouth of the furnace was still burning red.

The area of the shop is occupied by this iron furnace, and there is only a small area where a lot of iron tools and some pig iron materials and other miscellaneous materials are piled up. A swarthy man was by the mouth of the stove, carrying a hammer and beating rhythmically, and a piece of red iron was pressed on the other hand. Under his hammer, the iron piece kept changing shapes, and it was long and short.

This black man has a poor appearance, his body looks like a wild man, and his beard and hair are even more unkempt. This is a person, focusing on striking iron wholeheartedly, and the sound of the hammer "clanging" actually gave Kuang Fan a wonderful sense of tranquility.

"If you want to buy anything, look for it in the corner, all the iron items are 20 copper coins, and the money will be placed on the counter!"

When Kuang Fan was immersed in the sound of the hammer, it was the black man who heard the change and introduced it to them without raising his head.

"The boss's style of doing business is clear below. However, the iron tools that everyone in this world needs are different, some of them can be stacked in the corners, and naturally there are some that they can't put down, aren't they!" Kuang Fan glanced at the iron tools in the corner of the wall and said lightly.

The black man stopped abruptly, dozens of catties of hammers slipped in his hands like toys, he looked Kuang Fan up and down, and said, "Look at your face, aren't you from Huanxi Village?"

Kuang Fan said with a smile: "The new village chief of Huanxi Village, your name is Muer, right?"

Moore silently turned around, continued to tap the iron piece in his hand, and said, "You came here after listening to that girl?"

"Girl?" Kuang Fan looked at Chebman suspiciously, then remembered that he was talking about Melissa, and nodded: "Yes, she recommended me to visit you!"

"Three days ago, when I was removing the scum for a piece of silver flower iron, I happened to be bumped into by her, I thought it was a noble lady from a family who came here to play, but I didn't care, I didn't think she would recognize the material I refined. Mur paused, sighed, and said, "Since you have met an expert, okay, understand and follow me!"

Moore put down the hammer in his hand, led Kuang Fan and the others to the back room, and said, "Sit down for a while, and get what you want later!"

Chebman looked at Moore's figure, and when he was gone, he asked curiously, "Village Chief, what did he go to get something, mysterious!"

Kuang Fan glanced at him, and said angrily: "Where do I know anything, as long as it's not Melissa's trap." ”

"Melissa?" Chebman looked at him confusedly, how could this have anything to do with Melissa again.

After a while, Moore came over with a long wooden box.