Feng Ping and Zhang Mazi walked through the entrance of the vegetable market and returned to Zhenghua Street.

When the two of them came to the Niushen blacksmith shop, Zhang Mazi took the initiative to step forward, unlocked the door lock, uncovered the door panel, and entered the house first to light a candle.

For him, the more active and attentive he is at this time, the more valuable he will be.

If not......

A cold wind blew, and Zhang Mazi shivered.

Feng Ping took out a round stool and sat down at the table.

"Close the door."

Zhang Mazi installed the door panel according to his words, went to the inner room to warm a pot of hot tea, and brought it to Feng Ping.

He stood aside, not daring to sit down.

"Sit."

He hesitated for a moment, but finally sat down directly across from Feng Ping.

"Don't you want to be in the tobacco business?"

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Mazi suddenly felt like he was on pins and needles!

Is this a knock on him?

"Master Feng, the little one knows it's wrong, and the little one knows it's wrong." Zhang Mazi slapped himself as he spoke.

"You're sick!"

When Feng Ping saw him like this, he said something coldly.

"Ahh

Zhang Mazi was stunned on the spot, completely unaware of the current situation.

What exactly is the other person thinking?

"You go tomorrow to help me find out about the situation of the Zhao family's firm, after all, the monk died first, and then the son died, then Zhao Laosan is afraid that he will be in a state of collapse."

"Son? Which of his sons died? ”

Zhang Mazi looked at Feng Ping blankly and wondered.

"Naturally, it's the second son, Zhao Yunlong!"

"Him! How do you know ......?"

Feng Ping stared at Zhang Mazi, but the other party still didn't ask this question in the end.

"There are some things you don't need to know."

"Yes, yes, yes! The little one understands. ”

Zhang Mazi took the initiative to get up, refilled a cup of hot tea for Feng Ping, and then sat back at the table obediently, quietly listening to his teachings.

"Don't be afraid to spend money, you can use silver to open the way at a critical moment!"

As he spoke, Feng Ping took out two silver tickets from his sleeve and put them on the table.

Zhang Mazi took a deep breath and looked at this former charcoal burning boy in disbelief, and spent two hundred taels on this shop and gave him one hundred taels.

Now casually take out another two hundred taels!

How much silver did he have?

"Feng Ye, tell me, what should I do!"

"Didn't I just say that? Replace the Zhao family and take over the tobacco business of Mingle Palace! "Seal the right way.

"But... But..."

"The road must be walked step by step, and the food must be eaten in one bite."

"I understand, I understand."

"You need to do two things tomorrow." Feng Ping stretched out two fingers, then bent up slightly, and tapped on the table.

"First, the more detailed the situation of Zhao's firm, the better; Second, tomorrow I will go to find the yellow warbler from the "Zhishang Spring", it is best to sleep with her first, and talk to her about some things at the bedside! ”

"Ahh

Zhang Mazi's brain is blank!

The first point is that he can still understand, find out the news!

He didn't do any less of this kind of thing.

But the second point can be ......

"Feng Ye, you... You're kidding, right? ”

"Huh." Feng Ping sneered, "Who was joking with you?" I found out from her today that Chen Yonglin, the warden of the household, would go to the "Zhishang Spring" every once in a while, and we would have to walk on two legs. ”

"Feng Ye, what do you mean to walk on two legs?"

"Can you show me on one leg?"

"Uh~"

"On the one hand, we have to rush to bring down the Zhao family, and on the other hand, we have to catch Chen Yonglin's line. From now on, I will call Niu Dali, a businessman from Lai'an County, who fled here a few days ago, and has some savings at home. ”

Zhang Mazi listened carefully.

"And you, my butler."

"Yes, yes."

"You go to Huang Yingying, tell her my information, and give her a reward if you have nothing to do, so that she can talk to Chen Dian. In addition......"

Feng Ping informed Zhang Mazi of his plan with reservations, and when the two finished discussing.

"By the way, take me to the small courtyard early tomorrow morning, and take the house down by the way."

Zhang Mazi just got up to leave, and when he heard this, he stopped again, "Master Feng, otherwise, give me two more days." The day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, you just move in, how about it? ”

Feng Ping nodded, and said with a little relief: "That's okay." ”

After being recognized, Zhang Mazi smiled innocently, opened the door panel, and left the blacksmith shop.

After the other party left, Feng Ping returned to the inner room alone with a candle, took out yellow paper and porcelain bottles, cut his fingertips, and began to make talismans.

Although the power of the "Thunder Channeling Charm" is average, the number of stacks should not be underestimated, and more than five can almost hit the ordinary blow after the transformation of the giant ape.

More than fifteen, even the giant ape can't shoot after the transformation.

After drawing the spell, Feng Ping began to absorb the aura of heaven and earth according to "Blood Drinking Solution".

As the realm gets higher and higher, even if he only has the fourth level of qi refining now, it is difficult for him to appear in a state of energy saturation again.

In other words, as long as he has time, he can cultivate the sea of qi.

If it weren't for the fear of being discovered, Feng Ping would have been able to cultivate for five or six hours a day now!

That way, the speed at which he would improve his realm would be much higher!

Gradually, Feng Ping also understood why the huge Shuntian Mansion was no more than a Jindan realm at the highest.

I'm afraid that if you are a monk above the golden pill, your daily cultivation will take up a lot of time!

The sky was white, Feng Ping hid the exercises at hand in the wooden box under the bed, cleaned it briefly, and then opened the shop and began to strike iron.

He decided, once Zhang Mazi's side finished arranging, he would return the shop to Li Daniu, and while cultivating with peace of mind, he would start the next action.

When it was approaching, Li Daniu came to the blacksmith shop as usual, and saw that Niu Dali was still hammering, so he pointed while watching.

Feng Ping slammed it for almost half an hour before he put down the sledgehammer.

He wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead with a silk cloth, pointed to the table behind the iron felt, and said, "Sit, I have something to tell you." ”

Li Daniu didn't think much about it, thinking that he was asking for the details of the iron again, so he sat down with a big grin.

Feng Ping picked up the teapot and drank it all in one gulp, then said: "Early the day after tomorrow, I will probably move out of here, and the shop will be returned to you." ”

Li Daniu was obviously stunned, and then asked, "That... How do you count the money? ”

"Here you go." Feng Ping waved his hand, obviously not caring so much.

Li Daniu breathed a sigh of relief.

"The store is leaving so soon?"

"If you don't give it to me, maybe I'll stay for a while."

"How could it! It's all taught, it's all taught! ”

"yes, I think so, too. The rest is water grinding kung fu, and you can practice more. ”

Feng Ping got up and went to the back room to pour water.

At this time, I saw that the gap between Zhang Mazi and Li Daniu was coming.

If Zhang Mazi is here, how can it be his turn to do such a trivial matter?

Some people mix it up, and it still makes sense.

"Where is the store going the day after tomorrow?"

"I've got a house and I'm ready to go back to my old job."

"The old business? What for? ”

"It's inconvenient to talk to you."