"Ling'er, you are talented and smart, although you are six years old, but the private school in the village said that you can teach you everything he can teach. You know more words than he does. And you behave like a little adult. Jin Nanshan said, "Sometimes I suspect that you are many years older than you, and you are mentally mature. ”

Jin Ling's heart tightened, and he thought, this is not nonsense, my actual age is almost nineteen. Forced smiled: "Dad, what nonsense are you talking about." ”

Jin Nanshan sighed, his body was already a little thin, like a scribe, this sigh was like a frustrated scholar in film and television works.

"Those children who play well with you, Yang Pu, Yang Xuan, Li Xuan, Li Sheng or something, are going to leave the grassland village in the next few days to go to Lingshan Xianxiang, or Shuangshi Xian Village, to accept the cultivation of Xianxiang Xiancun, you are alone in this village, and Mr. can't teach you to read, you are bored and lonely. It's better to follow the people in the forage field, have a job, and you can relieve your mood when you are busy. ”

"And this forage field is right on the edge of the grassland village. Jin Nanshan added, "Mr. Shao, who is in charge of the forage field, also knows us. There's not much work there, so you can go home whenever you want. Seeing that Jin Ling's face seemed to be unkind, he hurriedly explained, "Don't think that guarding the forage field is a lowly job! Our grassland village is the main source of forage for those immortals in the village and township! If there are no mounts, the strength of the immortals will be greatly reduced! This forage field is very important! But it is not a place where you need to fight and kill! It couldn't be better for you!"

I really can't speak, which means that anyway, if you fail to open an immortal, it is the most suitable place to go here to see the forage, and you don't need to do it with people.

Jin Ling rolled his eyes, thinking that what he said was also the truth, it is indeed better to be busy with things than to have nothing to do and think crankily. So he accepted the letter of appointment, "Okay, then I'll try." "Jin Ling of the forage field is also very familiar, and in his memory, Jin Ling used to hide and play games with his friends.

Jin Nanshan looked at his complexion and demeanor, and it seemed that he was not affected by the failure of opening immortals, so he secretly put his mind at ease and took out a book, "Your father and I are not immortals, and I used to have a glorious time in the City Lord's Mansion. People are not afraid of failure, but they are afraid of not having a skill. This book is my half-life experience in winemaking, from the rare wine in the world, to the wine in the market, and the method of brewing. You take it and take a good look, but you can't say that you will become a winemaker. ”

A thick and large book, all of which are notes on winemaking.

Winemaker, it doesn't seem like a noble profession.

"I'm going to be a powerful immortal, where will I be a brewer!You still let me take care of the forage field!" Jin Ling sneered, but still pretended to accept it calmly, "It's okay, you can take a look when you're not busy." ”

Jin Nanshan only thought that Jin Ling had let go of the knot, and his heart was slightly wider, and said: "You have always been a good and sensible child, and you didn't let your mother and me worry too much." In fact, it doesn't matter if the immortal fails, just like what Zhou Yi said immortal, the road taken by the immortal may not be a smooth road, and the danger is self-evident. Daddy doesn't care about anything else, I just hope you're safe. ”

Saying that, Jin Nanshan took out a money bag and handed it to Jin Ling, "This money is a little savings we have saved, you take the flowers first, see what is fun and delicious, just buy it, don't save money." ”

Jin Ling hurriedly excused himself, "I'm not going out far, the forage field is only three or five miles away from the village, and I'll go home if I'm fine." What do you want so much money for?"

"If you want to take it, you will take it! What are we earning money for, not for you!" Jin Nanshan pretended to be angry.

Looking at his demeanor, Jin Ling really felt how much love from his parents he had never felt. It's not that there is money or not, there is more money and less money, but it is completely because of the feeling of licking calves in Jin Nanshan.

"You went to my cellar that day and drank spirits, and the doctor said that you almost passed the ghost gate once. After recovering, his personality changed greatly, and I don't know if he was stimulated by alcohol. I'm always sad when I think about that. Jin Nanshan lowered his voice, "You have been influenced by me since you were a child, and you like fine wine, but you must also know that to survive in this world, you must live better, although good wine is good, you can't be greedy for cups and bad things." ”

Belch. Jin Ling was speechless, so he had to respond.

Since she had a formal job, her mother Yang Shuhua began to prepare for herself. Not only him, but the friends in other villages, including those who succeeded in opening immortals and those who did not, began to run their own futures like little adults. Some remained in the village, while others began to travel.

My father and mother were busy remaking clothes and comprador items for them, so that they could face the responsibility of their first life.

Jin Ling didn't buy new clothes, only brought an old robe made by his mother, and then came to the blacksmith shop in the village.

He was very envious of the fine iron long sword that Yang Pu was carrying, which was the standard weapon of the junior immortals. That weapon is worth at least a few tens of gold dollars. His father was not the village chief and could not afford to buy such a weapon. Jin Nanshan was self-aware, and when he saw Jin Ling's eager gaze, he didn't mention it.

If you can't afford to buy a fine iron weapon, you can always buy a normal weapon. Jin Ling touched the money bag in his arms, and finally couldn't suppress the desire in his heart and walked into the blacksmith shop.

The blacksmith shop usually makes a living by making farm tools. The owner of the blacksmith shop was called Yang Dalang, and Jin Ling called him Uncle Yang.

"Xiao Lingzi, don't run around with me if it's okay, delay my work. Yang Dalang said. Watching Jin Ling touch the mold on the wall from time to time, he was afraid that he would make trouble.

"I'm not running around, I'm in trouble. Jin Ling said, "Uncle Yang, can you make a sword here, a fine iron sword?"

Yang Dalang was stunned for a moment, and then laughed hehehe, "Stinky boy, you haven't woken up yet, have you? Come early in the morning to entertain your Uncle Yang? How can I make that kind of expensive stuff out of my little shop? Fine iron, a pound sells for several gold dollars, and a sword costs a whole several catties, and your uncle and I can't afford to sell them all." ”

"Even if you make the raw materials, I don't have the ability. Refined iron can only be tempered by immortals with immortal power, and ordinary people can't beat it at all! ”

Although he knew this, Jin Ling was still very disappointed. He took out a piece of paper from his bosom and handed it over: "What about this?"

It's a figure of a short sword, and it's drawn decently. The size is also carefully marked with a pen next to it. It seems that he has worked very hard.

Yang Dalang looked at it carefully, although he didn't usually make weapons in his shop, the principle of farming tools and weapons was the same. With a bottom in his heart, he nodded: "Xiao Lingzi, this is a short sword, are you sure you want to build this?"

Jin Ling nodded, very resolute, "Uncle Yang, I'm going to guard the forage field outside the village, I need to find something to defend myself." ”

Yang Dalang nodded, business came to the door, and there was no reason to turn it away. What's more, what Jin Ling said is also that a half-grown child has to go to the village to guard the forage field, which is something to defend himself. Not to mention him, the other children, whether they are out grazing or harvesting grass, always carry a knife or something at hand.

As for the sword, he had made it before, but now although he has made it less, the basic foundation is still there.

"Good. I took the job. They are all villagers in the village, calculate your cost price, ten silver dollars. Yang Dalang calculated the cost and happily accepted the drawings.

"Thank you, Uncle Yang. Jin Ling hurriedly took out ten silver dollars, he often played here, and he also knew that the cost of raw materials to make such a short sword was at least more than that.

"Thank you, when you go to your shop to drink, let your father get some good wine! Also, tell your mother, don't mix water anymore!"

Belch. Jin Ling was speechless.

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