Spring.

Riverside.

Next to the willow tree.

A very simple shop was steaming from time to time, which seemed extremely inappropriate in this slightly cold weather.

The dense light rain foam tossed the shop all over the body, and the surface of the soaked tiles slowly condensed into raindrops, which slowly dripped down the eaves into the mossy water tank in front of the shop.

There is a brand-new plaque hanging in the center above the shop door, but it seems that it has not been wiped for a long time, and it is covered with a thin layer of ash.

However, the four words on the plaque make people even more speechless, crooked, without any charm, if they are seen by those teaching gentlemen, they will definitely say a word of insult.

But I heard that these words were written by the shop owner himself, but those four words are very feeling, the sun rises and the moon sets, and Mr. Teaching will say a word when he sees it, wonderful!

In addition to this plaque, there is also a pair of couplets hanging on both sides of the shop door, but they have not been written, it is a pair of disabled couplets, and only two words are written, respectively, fist sword, martial arts, look at the handwriting should be written by the same person, maybe the ink in the boss's stomach when the pen is just used up.

A shop with such a strange appearance, if you don't look inside, no one knows that this is actually a blacksmith shop.

The boss is an extremely young man, estimated to be around twenty years old, but his wrought iron skills are extremely high, especially the kitchen knife is extremely sharp.

Several nearby meat stall owners have bought knives here, cutting tendons and broken bones is a must, this kind of sharp blade makes everyone in the town want to have one, and the key boss sells it inexpensive, and it can even be said to be very cheap.

The young man has only been here for more than half a year and has relied on a kitchen knife to gain a firm foothold in this town, provoking some of the nearby peers to be red-eyed, but the young man is extremely modest, and he looks extremely white and tender, and he is one of the best in the town, so it has also attracted the attention of many women from good families, especially the major matchmakers, who come to the door at two ends in three days.

At this time, the young man could only scratch his head, show a simple smirk, and then politely rejected this beautiful thing, and then honestly swept the ground clean.

But what is unexpected is that the more the young man refuses, the more interested the girls who are waiting to marry him in the spring boudoir, and he is almost afraid to go out.

Fortunately, the town is not big, the number of households is less than 1,000, and the young people have gradually adapted to the way of communication here.

It's just that the young people feel adapted, but the other people in the town don't adapt, and the group of people who are about the same age as the young people, who come to the youth in the first two days or two, some laugh, some ask for advice, and some smash the field, and more feel new and scrutinized.

These quiet noises also annoyed him, but every time he showed a humble attitude, persuaded with good words, and groveled to send these people away.

For him, this is also something that has never been done before, so he does not have the slightest disgust, and even has a pleasure in it.

But one of the things that makes the young man stand out in the town is that he likes to read.

When it wasn't raining, he moved a bamboo chair, lay on it and held a book, from morning to night, and didn't do business, so he read it stupidly, and it seemed that there were too many books to read, and after reading one after another, I didn't know where these books came from.

So young people gradually have an unwritten rule, read books on sunny days, and strike iron on rainy days.

Only on rainy days will he pick up a hammer, which is considered to be serious, which also makes those who want to buy kitchen knives irritable, and even scolds him when he opens his mouth, scolding him for not doing his job properly, and scolding him for being a bachelor for life.

However, the young man didn't think so at all, and greeted him with a smile every time, but there were times when he lost his temper, and he was said to be irritable, and he had a big temper, and he didn't even open the door on a rainy day, and he slept in the shop for a day, and the rain never stopped.

Young people also have a few strange behaviors, they love to eat steamed buns, they like to drink, and they especially love to eat roast chicken.

Since he came, the chickens in the town have been inexplicably missing several times, although they were often fewer before, but I don't know if it has anything to do with him during the year.

There are still a lot of rumors about the youth, some people say that he was born in a big family, but now it is declining, but he still has a son's heart, and he is proficient in poetry, books, rituals and music, but he has beaten too much iron and written ugly.

Some people also say that he was born in the market and had a bad family background, and later relied on himself to rise to prominence, but unfortunately he offended some big people and was forced to live here to make a living.

There are also a lot of rumors and rumors, all of which show that the young man is so out of place in this town, but he himself does not feel this way, and even has a sense of self-satisfaction.

Ding, ding, ding...

From time to time, there were a few sounds of striking iron from inside the shop, proving that it was a blacksmith shop and not a bookstore.

Today is the third rain after the beginning of spring, neither big nor small, but the tide is very good, the young man has already scrapped the second kitchen knife, his hand is shaking at this time, and the expression on his face is also extremely painful, I don't know if it is because of the heartache kitchen knife, or what is the heartache.

Such an unfortunate day made the young man's brows tighten very tightly, but fortunately, the jar was broken, and the door was closed directly, and today became a good day to drink and sleep.

The young man picked up a jar of wine on the table with his trembling hands, then lay down on the chaise longue, looked at the small river outside the back door in confusion, and drank the steamed buns by himself.

This drink is a whole day.

When the wine jar was empty, the young man's face was slightly red, and he lay down on the bamboo chair and fell asleep very contentedly.

From time to time, people walked by outside the shop, looking at the shop that had been closed in broad daylight, and they all let out a sigh of hatred for iron and steel.

"So decadent, I won't let you marry my daughter!" said an old man with a pouting of displeasure.

The girl beside her blushed and stomped her foot extremely shyly, "What do you say? If he really wants to marry your daughter, you probably jump up with joy." ”

The old man snorted coldly, "You are the one who jumped up, right? What's so good about him? Isn't it just a little better at a kitchen knife? Isn't a person a little whiter and tender? Isn't he still literate and can read a few books? What else is there besides these? Where is it better than the Chai Dashao you saw last time?"

The girl also snorted coldly, "What Chai Da Shao? Isn't he just a big fat man? In terms of appearance, talent, and ability, what can he compare with Yi An? Not even a little toe, hum!"

After the girl finished speaking, she pouted and ran away.

The old man shook his head angrily, "The family is unfortunate, the family is unfortunate!"

......

Lu An, who was lying on the bamboo chair, also showed a happy smile at this time, it is naturally a happy thing for someone to like it, although sometimes it will cause some unnecessary trouble, but for Lu An, the trouble here cannot be called trouble, but he doesn't want to participate, because these have nothing to do with him.