Chapter Ninety-Six: Blacksmith Hong

Yuan Xuanming couldn't help but glance at Zhong Ling a few more times, and this time, he seemed to notice for the first time that Zhong Shuyu's eyelashes were very long and thick, and his nose was also very ......

Zhong Ling has always been very sensitive to other people's gaze, she lifted her eyelids, looked at Yuan Xuanming not far away, and opened her lips and said, "Have something to say?" ”

It is light, dignified and cold.

Yuan Xuanming looked at these cold black eyes, and inexplicably felt like he was being caught, as if he had done something bad.

He himself felt a little ridiculous, why did he pay attention to Zhong Shuyu's appearance?

It's not that I haven't seen it.

Yuan Xuanming suppressed this feeling of weakness, and said with a generous smile, "It's nothing, I suddenly think that you are quite good-looking, and you will be better than Pan An in a few years." ” wap.✶f✲eng✭✿sh✱fo

Zhong Ling "......"

What nonsense is he talking about?

Yuan Xuanming grinned in the face of Zhong Ling's expressionless gaze, quickly lowered his head, and picked up the hammer again.

This little episode passed without any waves.

In the iron-striking room, there is still one person striking iron and one person reading books.

Occasionally, Yuan Xuanming would still glance at Zhong Ling when he was angry, looking at Zhong Ling's serious appearance, sometimes he wanted to persuade Zhong Shuyu, don't work hard, he doesn't have that talent, it's better to change his line.

You don't have to study to be successful.

But seeing Zhong Shuyu so focused, Yuan Xuanming didn't say it in the end.

Time passed quickly in the fact that the two of them had their own things and did not interfere with each other, and more than an hour passed quickly.

It wasn't until nearly noon that Uncle Hong came back in Yuan Xuanming's mouth.

This blacksmith Hong was a man of about forty, a little short, very dark skin, a dense beard hanging from his chin, and a pair of bright eyes.

At first glance, he is the kind of person who is rough and arrogant and has a somewhat irritable personality.

With just one glance, Zhong Ling thought, no wonder Yuan Xuanming has a good relationship with this blacksmith, and he is a little reckless.

Zhong Ling immediately got up and explained his intention to Blacksmith Hong.

Yuan Xuanming was also helping Zhong Ling to speak.

Blacksmith Hong took the drawings and looked at them carefully.

Although he hadn't started making it yet, he was already fascinated by this whimsical construction just through the drawings.

He almost couldn't wait to get his hands on it.

Because he likes to be challenging.

Blacksmith Hong said, "No problem, leave it to me." ”

Zhong Ling was relieved to see that this blacksmith Hong was so refreshing, and she said, "I will pay for the materials, how about the salary is eighty taels?" ”

The reason for giving such a high price is also because the construction period is bound to be not short, and it is all some fine work.

"Okay."

Blacksmith Hong had no problem at all, his whole mind was already on how to build the parts.

Seeing Blacksmith Hong's obsession, Yuan Xuanming stood aside and smacked at Zhong Ling, meaning to look, he was right, Uncle Hong likes strange and challenging things the most.

Zhong Ling swept past Yuan Xuanming's actions, took out fifty taels of silver tickets and handed them to Blacksmith Hong.

"This is a deposit of fifty taels."

Blacksmith Hong didn't look at the numbers on it, took a handful and stuffed it into his arms, pointed to the drawings and asked Zhong Lingdao, "The hook ...... in this place"

Zhong Ling patiently explained to Blacksmith Hong what he couldn't understand.

At the same time, she also emphasized that there should be no deviation in each of the dimensions she marked.

Seeing that one person was talking, one person was listening, and both of them were so focused that Yuan Xuanming wanted to ask them to wait until they finished eating to discuss, but at this time he could only wait.

He turned around and went to the back, wiped his sweat with a handkerchief, and got dressed.

Walking again, the two finally finished discussing it for the time being.

Yuan Xuanming immediately said, "Let's go, come back after eating, I'm almost starving." ”

Hearing him say this, Zhong Ling looked at Blacksmith Hong and said, "Master Hong, please." ”

So the three of them went to have lunch together.

After lunch, Zhong Ling did not go back to Zhongfu, but continued to stay in the blacksmith room, watching the blacksmith Hong make the first part, and giving appropriate opinions.

Yuan Xuanming didn't leave, and he was also helping.