[Chapter 22: Face]

"Bang dang ......" Just as the temperature of Xuantie had dropped, Lu Buqi threw it back into the oven, slowly looked back, and stared at Brother Gongzi tightly: "I'm not interested!"

The boy gritted his teeth, but suddenly took out a lump of crimson ore with golden stripes and threw it on the ground: "Look...... What is this!"

As a blacksmith, his interest in ore metals is undoubtedly similar to that of his clients in beauty. Even though Lu Buqi was very upset, this figure stared at the mask he prepared for his father, but he still glanced at it. He found that this was a metal that he had never seen before, and he could feel a tyrannical liliang quietly there, and it was not an alloy, because this liliang feeling was quite pure.

"Little ...... Young master, this is the lava core gold given to you by the old master, it is hard to find, and it is used to give you ......"

"I know!" the boy interrupted the man who followed him: "I don't believe in evil, this guy really can't get in oil and salt." ”

"Lava Core Gold...... Mustard ring...... The origin is not small...... Lu Buqi's gaze fell on Brother Gongzi from the lava core gold, but he said indifferently: "I'm very interested in this lava core gold, but I'm not interested in gambling with you with a mask." ”

"What the hell is that mask, you cherish it so much?" Brother Gongzi was shocked this time, he was not stupid, how could he not see what the problem was.

Lu Buqi shook his head: "This has nothing to do with you, if you don't sincerely want to do business, take your things and go." ”

"Is this an eviction?" Brother Gongzi suddenly rolled his eyes: "Could it be that I see that my Uncle Wei Dian is a master of forging, and I am afraid that I will smash your signboard?"

Lu Buqi's gaze fell on the strong man like a mountain behind this young brother, just like a master who plays the piano can hear someone eavesdropping through the vibration of the rhythm, and as a blacksmith master, he can completely judge whether he is an expert through the heart rhythm and breathing of bystanders.

In fact, if it weren't for the fact that this boy and the people behind him were people who had a lot of attainments in forging, he wouldn't have talked so much nonsense with them at all.

"Sikong Weidian, and Lu Lixing, the leader of Hongshan Iron Tools, are also friends, just heard a sentence, but it is quite itchy, please consult!"

"Since it's just 'counted', then it's not?" Lu Buqi pinched the tip of his nose lightly: "The Sikong family of Minghu County, the oldest forging family in Yunze Country, is really disrespectful. I don't give up in Xialu, but I am just a newcomer who has just entered the industry, and I dare not use the word 'ask for advice'. ”

When Sikong Weidian was a little embarrassed, the boy stroked his palms and smiled: "Lu doesn't give up, my name is Sikong Nian." You won't listen to the name of our Sikong family, so you shouldn't accept my gamble, right?"

"After listening to the name of your Sikong family, it seems that there is no shame in not accepting your gambling fight!" Lu Buqi's eyes fell on the neck of the young brother in front of him, and he suddenly smiled: "It's you, aren't you afraid of smashing the golden signboard of your Minghu Sikong family?"

Sikong Nian was slightly stunned, and Sikong Weidian laughed loudly beside him: "I'm just adding the last seat among the swordsmiths of the Sikong family, besides, this gambling fight is just a friendly exchange, and it doesn't hurt the peace." ”

"Master Wei Dian has thought of a way back, but for the sake of the mask, I still say the same thing...... I'm not interested!" Lu Buqi shook his head lightly: "Nian Yan, send me off...... Also, let everyone stay out of the way, and let people not do business?"