When everyone left one by one, the head catcher of Cloud City couldn't help but ask:

"City Lord, why were you so atmospheric just now? Directly divide our credit? How many resources will we have to give them then? ”

The Cloud City Lord smiled slightly.

"I'm not atmospheric, I'm networking. The Criminal Arrest Division is subordinate to the Zhenwu Division, stationed in various places, and is at the same level as me, so I don't care. But that Ruan Hongyu is the Feng Wei of the True Martial Division. Offending her, nothing good. On the contrary, he may be able to save his life in the future.

Officialdom is not a prestige, officialdom is sophisticated. ”

"I see, the lord of the city is wise."

...

A few days later, an announcement was made in the city, which completely extinguished the last glimmer of hope of the blacksmiths.

"Alas! I can't imagine the old Song Tou them..."

"Old Song, old Zhang... Go all the way. ”

The crowd was quite sentimental.

Two days later, everyone made an appointment to go to Song Taiping's funeral together, and Shen Cong saw Song Taiping's wife for the first time, an authentic middle-aged woman at the bottom, her eyes were swollen from crying, and she fainted again and again.

Master Song's son, Song Daqi, was emaciated, didn't say a word, didn't leave a single tear, and the whole person was stunned, as if he had lost his soul.

When she was buried, Sister-in-law Taiping threw herself on the coffin like crazy, frantically pulling the coffin lid.

"You have no conscience, I said I won't let you go, I won't let you go, you go, how can you live if you leave us orphans and widows? Woooooo

This scene made Shen never help but think of Erniu's sister-in-law who was forced to death by the Wang family in Lijia Village, and he couldn't help but sigh deeply in his heart.

In the martial arts world, it is so cruel, the strong are respected, and the people at the bottom have no way to control their lives.

After attending Song Taiping's funeral, everyone returned to the blacksmith shop to continue their work.

Life goes on.

Shen never mentioned the matter of the ten taels of silver.

In the end, a person who has received a socialist education, and the kindness in his heart is difficult to extinguish.

I thought that this matter would pass like this, and Song Taiping would be drowned in everyone's memory, but I didn't expect that within two days, there would be an extra face in the blacksmith shop.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we have an apprentice in our blacksmith shop today, I hope you will take care of it."

The steward led Song Daqi in, and everyone exclaimed:

"Isn't that a big deal?"

Song Daqi bowed politely to everyone.

"Please also ask uncles and uncles for more advice in the future."

"Daqi, you are so small, can you endure this hardship?"

Song Daqi nodded.

"My father gave me more than a dozen bottles of spiritual liquid before, so my strength is not small, and it is not weaker than that of fifteen or sixteen-year-old boys."

"Then you don't study martial arts?"

"I still have a mother to support and eat."

"I'm sorry for you, I don't have to learn martial arts, and I have to pick up your father's old business."

In this way, Song Daqi became an apprentice in the blacksmith shop, and everyone took good care of Song Taiping's face, so he quickly integrated into it and did not let him suffer too much.

Song Daqi is also sensible, serving tea and water, and never making people talk too much.

At lunchtime, he came to Shen Cong with a rice bowl.

"Master Shen, my father owes you ten taels of silver. The father and the son repay the debt, and this money will not be lost. ”

"People die and the accounts are gone, forget it."

Shen Cong saw that he was pitiful, and he wanted to be spared, but he was determined.

"No, you have to give it. My father said that if you are a person in advance, you must repay your debts. But I don't have that much money now, and when I have a monthly silver, I will pay you back every month. ”

Seeing that he looked serious, Shen Cong no longer insisted.

"Whatever you want."

After lunch, a guest came to the blacksmith in the afternoon, and the blacksmiths couldn't take their eyes off it.

"I'm good, this girl is so beautiful. Put it in Guilanfang, so you can't sit firmly in the top spot? ”

"It's just that I didn't expect it before, but it's a pity."

Shen Cong didn't expect to hear it, and a cold and beautiful face automatically appeared in his mind, and when he turned his head, it was his neighbor who had never spoken, Ruan Hongyu.

I saw that she took out a broken sword and said two words to the steward, and the steward took her into the blacksmith shop and came to Shen Cong.

"Master Shen."

Since Master Song and the others left, the master in the blacksmith shop has lost a lot, coupled with Shen Cong's forging skills continue to rise, and now he seems to have become the top spot in Dong's iron shop.

Of course, his current treatment is far beyond the reach of others.

"It's you."

Ruan Hongyu was quite surprised when she saw Shen Cong.

"You know?"

Shen Cong nodded.

"Neighbors."

"I see. That's just right. Master Shen, this guest wants to repair the broken sword, you see. ”

Shen Cong took the short sword, and the heavy hand was more than twenty or thirty catties.

"Good sword."

The material of this sword is excellent, and the forging skills are also top-notch, in the end, it is the Feng Wei of the True Martial Division, a good horse with a good saddle, this weapon is not ordinary.

"Can it be fixed?"

Ruan Hongyu asked with a hint of hope, while Shen Cong nodded.

"Yes, but with additional money."

"How much?"

"Five hundred taels."

The True Martial Arts Division is one of the top institutions in Great Xia, and he is directly affiliated with the royal family, and the oil and water on his body are about to splash himself, and he will not be slaughtered in vain.

But even if you don't kill her, if you want to repair this sword, it will cost more than two hundred taels.

If the sword is broken, it can't be repaired anymore, and the same is true for the best sword, so Shen Cong must smelt it and then reforge it.

Because of the material, I don't know how many times I have to forge, it may take tens of thousands of times, or even 100,000 times!

Ordinary craftsmen have to forge 100,000 times, I don't know how many days, and ordinary craftsmen may not be able to move the material of this sword.

The most important thing is that forging needs to be continuous in order to be formed in one piece, and what craftsman can work without sleep for dozens of days?

Only he, or in Cloud City, only he can do it.

The steward and the other craftsmen were stunned when they heard this, and the steward even wanted to pull the corner of Shen Cong's clothes to persuade him not to ask for too high a price, so as not to scare away the customers.

Unexpectedly, Ruan Hongyu readily agreed.

"No problem."

Now, whether it's the steward or the other craftsmen, it's completely messy.

Five hundred taels, repair a sword, how rich is this? Even if the blacksmith's moon silver is not low, at this moment, they are also shocked by a storm in their hearts.

"How long will it take to get a sword?"

"Seven days."

In fact, Shen Cong could do it in one day, but that was too shocking, and he didn't want to be overly valued by the people of the True Martial Division.

"Okay, that's a deposit of one hundred taels. Seven days later, I will come and get my sword. ”

After that, Ruan Hongyu directly took out a silver ticket, and the steward hurriedly took it, for fear that Ruan Hongyu would break the contract.

After paying the money, Ruan Hongyu immediately turned around and left, not dragging her feet at all.

The steward gave Shen Cong a thumbs up, and hurriedly followed to send him off.

"Guest officer, don't worry, our Dong's iron shop will definitely help you repair it as before."