"This brother, how can he look so familiar?"

Feng Ping took the initiative to step forward and blocked Zhang Mazi's way.

"We... We don't know each other. ”

"Will you take a closer look?"

Hearing this, Zhang Mazi saw the shoes from the other party's hair, and they were indeed a little familiar, but he couldn't remember who they were.

"I don't know."

He shook his head, walked around the other side, and walked forward.

Syllable!

Feng Ping reflexively pressed his palm on his shoulder, and his fingers were lightly clasped, and the other party couldn't move.

"Daoist Yao, do you know each other?"

Zhang Mazi chuckled in his heart, and in an instant he remembered!

"Sealed... Sealed..."

"It's been a long time!"

How could Feng Ping let the other party say his name?

"You... How do you..."

Zhang Mazi didn't finish two sentences in a row, and the person was already dragged away by this young man who was about ten centimeters tall and looked a little wild.

The vegetable market in Shuntianfu is crowded with people and miscellaneous eyes.

Feng Ping clasped the other party's shoulders and turned four times in a row before he found a small alley with few people.

He let go of his hand and stared at this old acquaintance with interest, until he saw Zhang Mazi's scalp tingling and the two trembles, and then he said, "Where have you made your fortune lately?" ”

"Sealed... Feng Ye, you have something to command directly. ”

Zhang Mazi learned to be obedient this time, so he simply straightened his posture and listened to the other party in everything.

"Has there been a big event in Shuntianfu recently?"

Obviously, Feng Ping asked about the Zhao family's firm, Zhang Mazi thought about it and said, "Lord Feng, for some reason, there has been no movement on the Zhao family's side. ”

No movement?

Who was the other corpse that had lost its spiritual roots?

Could it be the monk behind the Zhao family?

This was somewhat unexpected, and things seemed to be going in a direction unknown to him.

"I'm going to open a blacksmith shop near the entrance of the vegetable market, you can give me a shot."

"Ahh All right. ”

"What? Not happy? ”

"Willingly!"

"Go, find a suitable store for me, and wait for me at the entrance of the vegetable market tomorrow."

After Feng Ping finished speaking, he didn't give money, turned around and left.

This kind of thing, Zhang Mazi is naturally familiar with the road, and handing it over to him saves him his own hard work.

Out of the alley, Feng Ping found an inn, had a simple meal, and dealt with it for one night.

Early the next morning, Zhang Mazi, who had been busy for most of the day, waited at the entrance of the vegetable market early, and when he saw Feng Ping approaching, he hurriedly stepped forward and nodded.

He also thought about escaping overnight, but when he thought of the other party's method of killing Daochang Yao with his hand, he still dispelled this idea.

I have no choice but to do what the other party says!

"Sealed... Master Niu, follow me. ”

Zhang Mazi led Feng Ping through the downtown and came to Zhenghua Street, which is located to the west of the vegetable market, where various shops are open on both sides.

There are all kinds of people who sell rice, noodles, cloth and iron.

There are as many as four blacksmith shops alone.

Shuncheonfu is a big house, with a large population and many shops, although the shops are densely opened, but the business is not bad.

In these years, as long as you have a craft, you can eat without seeking to be rich and expensive.

Zhang Mazi stopped in front of one of the blacksmith shops.

Feng Ping looked up at the plaque: Bull God Blacksmith Shop. The name is very atmospheric, and it fits his pseudonym very well.

"Master Niu, this boss doesn't want to do it anymore, and is ready to turn the shop, the little one talked with him for a night last night, and finally pressed the price to a hundred taels of silver. But ......"

Feng Ping looked at the other party, didn't ask, and waited for him to speak.

"But the boss's son doesn't seem to agree."

"Let's go! Believe it or not, I'll report to the police to arrest you! At this time, a little baby who was only thirteen or fourteen years old walked out, he pointed to Zhang Mazi's chest, and said with a red face.

Feng Ping turned to look inside the blacksmith shop, where a powerful man in the prime of life was holding a large hammer and constantly beating the pickaxe on the iron felt.

Obviously, there is no metal smelting technology here, and if you want to make a shape, you can only burn the iron red and hammer it out.

It's just that I don't know if this is the case with monk cultivators?

Feng Ping stepped two floors in a row and went directly into the shop.

The jingle sound was very noisy, and he could only ask loudly at the top of his voice: "Master, what do you call it?" ”

"Li Daniu."

“……”

It turns out that the store is not surnamed Niu.

"Do you pass on this craft?" Feng Ping still said loudly.

Li Daniu stopped what he was doing, and used iron tongs to put the pickaxe that had begun to take shape into the charcoal stove and roast it.

"You want to learn?"

"That's right."

Zhang Mazi was a little stunned when he listened.

Aren't you going to open a blacksmith shop? How did you change to an apprentice again!

"I think I have a lot of strength, come on, try this hammer." As he spoke, Li Daniu handed the sledgehammer in his hand to Feng Ping.

He took the hammer, it was very heavy, not to mention that ordinary people had to pick it up, and it was difficult to carry it.

But that's for the average person.

Feng Ping held the handle of the hammer, played with a flower in his hand, and then put it back on the iron felt.

Bang!

There was a muffled sound.

Li Daniu looked at him in surprise, and sighed in his mouth, "I can't see it, but I have a little strength." ”

"When I was a kid, I worked on the crops."

"Master Niu, don't you want a shop?"

"That's right."

Li Daniu recognized Zhang Mazi, "He is the Niu Ye you said?" ”

"Yes, yes, yes."

"Do you want to take down my shop, or do you want to learn to strike iron with me?"

"Be a boss and learn to strike iron." Feng Ping smiled and took out two silver tickets from his shirt, and continued, "I am the boss, I have the final say on what I fight and sell." In addition, I will only stay for one year, and the shop will be returned to you after a year. ”

As he spoke, he squatted down and stuffed two silver tickets into the pocket of Li Daniu's son.

"You... You won't drive my dad away? Li Xiaoniu blinked his eyes and asked suspiciously.

"Naturally, I don't rush."

Li Daniu looked at the scene in front of him a little blankly, and he didn't understand what this lord was going to do at all.

Two hundred taels of silver!

That's not a small amount!

He may not be able to earn these if he fights iron all his life!

"Really?" Li Daniu still couldn't believe it.

"Seriously, but on one condition."

"You speak!"

At this time, what conditions are you talking about, just agree!

"First, you have to move out this year, and come to the shop every day to teach me to strike iron."

"Good!"

Li Daniu agreed happily, but he didn't expect such a good thing!

"Second, I want to learn whatever I want to learn, as long as you have to teach!"

"Okay!"

His skill is worth two hundred taels of silver.

"Third, if I have any problems, you will stay in the store, but you will have to close the store at the end of the day."

"Fourth, I'm the boss here, and I'll have the final say on everything."

Feng Ping said seven or eight requests in a row, and Li Daniu responded one by one.

These are requirements, but compared to two hundred taels of silver, they are not fart!

"The last one." Feng Ping pointed at Zhang Mazi and said, "Let's learn together." ”