When Han Feng heard the shopkeeper's words, he was also directly stunned.

However, he immediately recalled the memories of his previous life, and it seemed that Mo Fan had indeed just been born at this time, and even if he was not just born, he was just a little kid at most.

Thinking of this, Han Feng couldn't help but smile a little bitterly, he was excited just now, but he forgot about this stubble.

Facing the shopkeeper's puzzled eyes, Han Feng was not easy to explain in his heart.

However, Han Feng immediately had another idea, although that Mo Fan was still just a baby, he couldn't deny his talent. Although he can't recruit him yet, his father can.

With a plan in mind, Han Feng immediately said, "May I ask what the store is called?"

"My name is Mo Qianjin! I was born with no ability, but I have a lot of strength. Mo Qianjin said with a smile.

"That's right, just now I was outside and I heard the sound of someone refining inside, can you take me to see it. Han Feng nodded and said.

When Mo Qianjin heard this, he smiled honestly and said, "Then it should be my son's movement inside, so that you can see it." ”

"Oh, your son can also refine weapons?" Han Feng thought in his heart, although Mo Fan was talented, he didn't know if his brother was the same as him.

With such an expectation, Han Feng, under the leadership of Mo Qianjin, forgot about the refining room behind the shop and walked over.

Entering the refining room, Han Feng's eyes suddenly lit up at first glance, but he didn't expect that the storefront, which looked a little dilapidated outside, actually hid such a fine refining room inside.

The various tools in this refining room were more complete than the large refining workshops he had found outside before.

I didn't expect to find nowhere to find my iron shoes!

At this moment, there was another noise inside.

Han Feng raised his eyes and found a young man who was about twenty years old, with his upper body on his upper body, constantly waving the hammer in his hand. Because of the furnace next to him, his skin was covered with sweat, and his cheeks were red with smoke.

Looking at the skillful movements of the young man, he is a good forger.

Seeing Han Feng staring at his son, Mo Qianjin said with a wry smile: "This is my eldest son Mo Ping, originally I wanted him to learn refining weapons and inherit the skills of the ancestors, but after studying for so many years, it is not even one-third of my reckless man, so the surname Suo asked him to help forge some iron tools, so that he can survive in the future and not starve to death." ”

At this time, I heard someone's voice, and Mo Ping over there also stopped what he was doing. When he found someone coming, he walked up to Mo Qianjin, first called his father, and then looked at the strange Han Feng with some blankness.

Han Feng also looked at Mo Ping in front of him, this Mo Ping was very similar to Mo Qianjin. However, since his talent was limited, Han Feng didn't care much.

After taking a closer look, Han Feng nodded and continued: "That's the case, I intend to buy your Mojia Ware Workshop, I don't know what you think?"

Mo Qianjin was stunned for a moment, and then said vigilantly: "The guest said and laughed, my small shop is just trying to eat, and I can't make a lot of money at all, so what's the use of buying it." ”

Seeing Mo Qianjin with a hint of vigilance in his eyes, Han Feng naturally understood the other party's concerns.

Indeed, as the other party said, his small shop looks dilapidated and old, and the things he sells are all very ordinary iron tools, and he can't save a lot of money at all after a year.

And it was such a small shop, Han Feng suddenly said that he wanted to buy it, how could it not arouse Mo Qianjin's suspicions.

However, Han Feng was not in a hurry, and continued: "You don't have to worry, I sincerely want to buy this shop, and you and your family can still live here, and I will also give you and your son a fixed amount of gold coins every month as a reward." ”

"How can there be such a good thing in the world! Although my surname Mo Qianjin is a little straighter, I am not a fool! If you are here to make trouble, you are not welcome here!" Mo Qianjin said a little angrily.

Han Feng was a little helpless when he saw Mo Qianjin's annoyed look.

After thinking about it, he immediately took out a small bag of gold coins from his arms, put them on the table in front of Mo Qianjin, and said lightly: "I know that there is no basis for what I say, I don't have much money to bring when I go out today, here are a hundred gold coins, just take it as the deposit I gave you, so you should believe it!"

When Mo Qianjin saw Han Feng take out the money, he was also completely stunned. He couldn't help but think in his heart, could it be that there was such a good thing in this world that befell him?

Some people picked up the money bag on the table in disbelief, and it was a little heavy when they started it.

Mo Qianjin cautiously opened it and looked inside.

It's really gold!

He inserted his eyes in disbelief, and counted them carefully, exactly one hundred gold coins, one no more and one not less.

After the inspection, Mo Qianjin couldn't help but look up in amazement, looked at Han Feng, and said in disbelief, "You...... Are you really going to buy my store?"

"Of course, do you still think I'm joking?" Han Feng said.

"However, everything in my little shop only adds up to about thirty gold coins, and you give too much!" Mo Qianjin said with a slight stammer.

Han Feng looked at Mo Qianjin in front of him, and also nodded, this Mo Qianjin seems to be quite honest. His store was dilapidated and old, and it was indeed worth a maximum of thirty gold coins, and the reason why Han Feng gave a hundred gold coins just now was indeed because he didn't bring much money out today. Second, I also want to test how this Mo Qianjin's surname is.

However, from what he said just now, it can be seen that this Mo Qianjin is quite honest and an upright man.

Of course, these hundred gold coins were nothing to him. If he had a thousand gold coins on him, he would not hesitate to give them to the other party.

Compared to this money, what could be more cost-effective than being able to exchange for a genius refining master who will be famous in the future and shock the continent?

Of course, at this stage, the refining master was just a baby who had not yet swaddled his clothes, and even speaking might still be a problem, so Han Feng could only start with his father first.

As long as he recruits his father to his side, he is afraid that he will not be able to handle it as a child?

"You can take this money with confidence! This is just a deposit, I will come to talk to you in detail in a few days, and I will pay you the corresponding gold coins every month in the future, as you will be paid for managing the store for me. Han Feng said with a smile.

"This ...... But ......" Mo Qianjin was already a little incoherent.

After a long time, Mo Qianjin calmed down the excitement in his heart, and asked with some doubts: "Can you tell me, why do you fall in love with my small instrument shop?"

"Because of fate!" Han Feng said simply.

"Fate?" Mo Qianjin was completely stunned by this answer, is there such an inexplicable reason in the world?

Han Feng saw that Mo Qianjin was stunned, so he said, "I didn't mention Mo Fan just now, I am very kind to this name, so I plan to help you." ”

"Just because my youngest son is called Mo Fan?" Mo Qianjin was even more confused.

Seeing Mo Qianjin's puzzled look, Han Feng secretly said in his heart: That's because you don't know what the name Mo Fan represents decades later.

However, on the surface, Han Feng still explained: "Naturally, it's because of him, otherwise what do you think I have to do with your pottery?"

After Mo Qianjin heard Han Feng's last words, he smiled a little awkwardly. It is true that all his net worth combined is not enough for Han Feng's hundred gold coins, if Han Feng has any intentions, he doesn't believe it.

Thinking of this stubble, Mo Qianjin finally put his mind at ease.

Next, Han Feng asked Mo Qianjin to borrow his refining room for use. Mo Qianjin naturally agreed, and now that the entire Mo Family Ware Workshop is Han Feng's, he naturally has no opinion.

So, Han Feng walked to the side of the furnace with the Spirit Rhino Sword in his hand, and the scorching temperature rushed towards him.

However, Han Feng didn't realize it at the moment, and put the Spirit Rhino Sword and Thousand Ink Spirit Iron that had been prepared long ago into the furnace together. Han Feng stared carefully at the Spirit Rhino Sword in the furnace without blinking, not daring to be careless.

As time passed, the Thousand Ink Spirit Iron in the furnace had gradually melted.

And a surprising scene appeared, the melted Thousand Ink Spirit Iron actually seemed to have a spirit surname, slowly wrapping the broken Spirit Rhino Sword.

Gradually, the surface of the Spirit Rhino Sword was covered with a layer of black Thousand Ink Spirit Iron, and the originally broken parts were actually actively connected together.

At this time, except for what appeared to be pitch black on the outside, the Spirit Rhino Sword had returned to its previous shape.

I have to say that this Thousand Ink Spirit Iron is really magical.

Seeing that the timing was about the same, Han Feng took out the Spirit Rhino Sword from the furnace with another volley.

The biggest difference between a refiner and a forging master is that when refining weapons, the tool used by the refiner is his own fighting qi, and the refiner may not be a heaven-level powerhouse, but he must have a certain foundation of fighting qi, otherwise he will definitely not be able to complete this last step of the condensation process.

The Spirit Rhino Sword, which was wrapped in Thousand Ink Spirit Iron, was constantly infused with Dou Qi by Han Feng.

As Han Feng's fighting qi poured into more and more, the surface of the Spirit Rhino Sword gradually emitted a silver light, and as the light became more and more abundant, the black shell on the surface of the Spirit Rhino Sword actually cracked with a "click".

As the cracks grew, the layers of black kept slipping off.

Until the end, the brand-new body of the Spirit Rhino Sword came out.

Seeing this, Han Feng's eyes were overjoyed, and he finally added another force, until all the black shells on the Spirit Rhino Sword's body fell, and then he stopped continuing to output fighting energy.

One picked up the Spirit Rhino Sword and put it in front of him for a closer look.

At this time, the Spirit Rhino Sword was like a new life, and the sword body was not worn out at all, and it looked very bright. Moreover, Han Feng could feel that the Spirit Rhino Sword at this moment was even more tenacious than before.

After the Spirit Rhino Sword was repaired, Han Feng did not go out immediately, but continued to use the tools here to further strengthen the Spirit Rhino Sword.