Ding-ding-bell......

The noisy sound of striking iron echoed throughout the courtyard.

But the voice fell on Wei Xue's ears, but it was so beautiful.

It's like the smoke rising from the chimney in the evening and the smell of rice wafting from the kitchen.

It's like the lamp lit at home at night.

It's like the laughter and laughter of a child frolicking in bed before going to bed.

It always makes people feel down-to-earth and warm inside.

In a trance, it was as if Wei Tieshan was still at home.

Now this home is full of hope and vitality.

Since learning that Wei Tieshan had arrived at the barracks safely, Wei Xue's mood suddenly brightened.

There is hope every day.

Although a year is a long time, there is an expectation after all.

There will be a day when the members will be members.

Wei Xue and Wei Qing were both busy in the shop.

Suddenly, three figures walked in at the door.

The person at the head is dressed in brocade clothes, with phoenix eyes, and a handsome face, but he has an arrogant face.

He was followed by two men who looked like followers.

All three of them had swords hanging from their waists, and the sword of the leader was a sword with the character Wei.

After all, the unique hilt style speaks for itself.

At this time, if Guo Pixiu is here, he will definitely be able to recognize it at a glance, this person is the Wanzihe.

"Is there anything wrong with Childe?" Wei Xue asked with a smile.

She knew very well that she didn't have anything in her store worth buying for the rich boy.

Moreover, this person was wearing a Wei sword, so Wei Xue guessed that he was probably here to find Wei Yi.

It's like Guo Gongzi who came twice in three days.

They all come here.

Wan Zihe's arrogant gaze glanced casually in the store a few times, but suddenly stopped at Wei Qing.

But seeing Wei Qing's beautiful and elegant face, his eyes suddenly brightened a little.

Unabashedly, and without any politeness, he looked Wei Qing's delicate figure and beautiful face up and down.

Wei Qing, who looked at her lewd gaze, was very uncomfortable, pretending to tidy up the shelves and turned around.

And Wei Xue immediately frowned, and immediately stepped forward, blocking his sight, his apricot eyes widened, and he said coldly: "Is there something wrong with you?" ”

"Is Wei Yi there?" Wan Zihe retracted his gaze and asked in a cold voice.

"Is there anything you're looking for him?"

"Of course I'm looking for him to buy a sword, he's in the backyard, right?" Wan Zihe looked for the sound of iron and walked to the back door of the store.

I looked at the blacksmith shed in the yard.

"If you want to buy a sword, you can go to the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion......"

Before Wei Xue's words were finished, Wan Zihe had already walked into the courtyard with his entourage.

went straight to the bottom of the iron shed, and asked in an arrogant voice, "Who is Wei Yi?" ”

"What's the matter?" Wei Yi looked at the Wanzihe and frowned.

This person has all the people in his eyes written on his face, which is very uncomfortable.

However, his eyes also noticed that the sword on Wan Zihe's waist was the Wei character sword forged by himself.

"You are Wei Yi? I want to buy a Wei sword, how long will it take to forge it? Wan Zihe looked at Wei Yi commandingly and asked.

It doesn't look like he's here to buy a sword, it's like the leader came to arrange the work of his subordinates.

"You want to buy a sword and go to the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion to make a reservation, and the specific time will be determined with that side." Wei Yi said.

"I just don't want to go over there to buy it before I come to you, I'm in a hurry to give it away, so you help me forge a sword first, and I can pay you a hundred taels of silver directly, so you don't have to share the account with Wanjian Pavilion, why not!" Wan Zihe still looked like he was on top when he spoke.

Wei Yi frowned.

Are you teaching me to do things?

He didn't like the other party's commanding look.

I didn't mean to consult with myself at all.

Instead, it looks like an order.

Besides, are you like the twenty taels of silver now?

Although he can sell swords to others in private.

However, if you are like Guo Pixiu, who has a sincere attitude and really wants to make a friend of his.

Perhaps an exception may also be considered.

But this thing in front of you ......

Wei Yi just wanted to say in his heart, who the are you.

"I'm sorry, I'm cooperating with the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion, so I can't break the rules, I want to buy a sword and go to the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion to make a reservation." Wei Yi said in a deep voice.

Immediately, he ignored the Wanzihe and continued to beat the sword body.

"I said how can you be brainless, I bought it from you, so that you can make more money, don't you understand?" Wan Zihe said sharply, his face full of displeasure.

Wei Yi ignored him and continued to bury his head in iron.

Seeing that Wei Yi ignored him, Wan Zihe was full of gloom and glared at Wei Yi.

Immediately flicked his sleeves and turned away, scolding in his mouth: "Damn, what is a stinky iron guy pretending!" ”

After leaving the Wei family, Wan Zihe's face was extremely gloomy.

was dismissed by Wei Yi, and he was naturally extremely unhappy in his heart.

In this city, no one is allowed to give Wan Gongzi some face.

It's really incomprehensible that a blacksmith is actually playing in front of him.

He walked a few steps, suddenly stopped, turned his head to look at the Wei family's banner, and his eyes flashed with coldness.

"Liu Fugui, that old guy, is really useless, his son was killed, and he can't even take revenge. No wonder my father said that sooner or later, the Liu family's industry will also belong to our family! Wan Zihe said in his heart.

Their families can't tolerate sand in their eyes, and for their enemies, they are absolutely exterminated and eradicated.

Those who dared to oppose Wanjia back then are now afraid that their graves are gone.

Thinking like this, Wan Zihe's gaze suddenly fell on the Xiangmanlou banner at the entrance of the street.

If the Meng family hadn't had that Chaoshan County and County Cheng back then, this house was related.

I'm afraid that now this last Xiangmanlou no longer exists.

And the brewing recipe of the Meng family's Nalan raw wine, as well as the Meng water lotus, must have also fallen into the hands of his Wan family.

I think of these two things.

Wanzihe had a feeling of itching.

Needless to say, Meng Shuilian's beauty went without saying, even his father Wan Yinchang wanted to accept her as a concubine back then.

And he didn't want to kiss Fang Ze and have a good time.

As for the winemaking recipe of Nalan raw wine, it is something that they have been thinking about for thousands of years.

At that time, the Meng family relied on Lansheng wine to suddenly rise and opened eight or nine restaurants and wine shops in Qingzhou City.

Business is extremely prosperous, almost stealing most of their market.

It is also to trample on their thousands of red wines.

If it weren't for the means used by his father back then, I am afraid that the liquor store in Qingzhou City would have completely surnamed Meng now.

But if he gets the recipe for making this Lansheng wine, it will definitely be a tiger with wings.

It will definitely double the income of their 10,000 liquor stores.

It can even expand to other cities.

"Now this Meng family can't last long!" The corners of Wan Zihe's mouth hooked up a cruel smile.

He heard his father say that Meng Shuilian's uncle, that is, the county magistrate of Chaoshan County, was already seriously ill and was about to die.

When the time comes, without the protection of this person, his family will no longer have the slightest fear.

This time, he will definitely get the brewing recipe of Meng Jialan's raw wine, as well as the Meng water lotus.

"Let's go, follow me to Xiangmanlou and sit down!" Wan Zihe suddenly said with a sneer.

immediately took two entourages and walked towards Xiangmanlou.

He had just caused a lot of anger at Wei Yi's place, and he had to go to Meng Shuilian to vent his anger.

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