() On Dongsheng Street.

He Dazhong and Li Xianglan, the eldest girl and the second girl came out of the bookstore, and the shopkeeper of the bookstore smiled and sent them off.

The fair-skinned little face of the eldest girl was full of joy, and she held three books in both hands, "Thank you, Brother Major!"

He wiped his nose embarrassedly, "I didn't help much." ”

Li Xianglan smiled lightly: "If it weren't for you, wouldn't the shopkeeper of the bookstore be so cheap and sell us the famous master's copybook?"

The second girl pouted, but her little face looked very boring.

He Da smiled and said, "I know that the food in one stall is very delicious, Aunt Lan, do you want to try it?"

Erya's eyes lit up, and her little head nodded: "I want it!"

Then, she shook Li Xianglan's hand coquettishly, "Mother, why don't you go to eat?" We finally came to the city, and I don't know when we will wait for next time." ”

Li Xianglan had no choice but to agree, who told her to give birth to such a snack.

The group moved forward.

"Mother, look, is that carriage the one we saw when we entered the city gate before!" Er Ya suddenly raised his little hand and pointed to the luxurious carriage that came in the distance.

Li Xianglan looked at it and nodded.

"Brother Dazhong, do you know who is sitting in the car?" Erya looked at He Dazhong and said curiously.

He Da looked at the luxurious carriage, and was a little embarrassed, knowing that he knew, but he didn't know whether to tell Er Ya or not.

Seeing that He Da was embarrassed, thinking that there was something unspeakable, Li Xianglan chuckled and said: "How can you ask questions about this girl, even if you know who is sitting in the car, do you know it?"

Erya scratched her little head, "It seems to be the same?"

Li Xianglan shook her head.

At this moment, the magnificent carriage went from one side, and the curtain was lifted in a corner, and a woman with a delicate face and a cold expression was looking out into the street.

Li Xianglan paused, her eyes suddenly flashed with surprise, and she looked back at the departing carriage.

"Aunt Lan, what's wrong with you?" He Da wondered.

"Important, do you know who is sitting in that carriage just now?" At this moment, Li Xianglan's heart suddenly pounded and jumped.

He looked at her in confusion, just now Aunt Lan asked Erya not to ask, why did Aunt Lan ask again at this time?

"To know is to know, but..."

"Say it quickly!" Li Xianglan said in an eager voice.

It's the first time that the eldest girl and the second girl are so anxious when they see their mother.

"That carriage is the carriage of Zuichun Building. He Da spoke hesitantly, glanced at the eldest girl and the second girl with some embarrassment, and said, "Only the Oiran can sit." ”

Drunken Spring Building?

Oiran?

Li Xianglan's face turned pale.

No wonder He was embarrassed by the previous meeting, because this drunken spring building is the green building.

The Qinglou of Daqi is also divided into three, six, nine and so on, the name of the first and second class Qinglou is mainly "courtyard", "hall", "pavilion", like this Qinglou women generally only sell their art and do not sell their bodies.

Only ordinary Qinglou kilns sell meat, and these Qinglou kilns are generally named after "room", "class" and "building".

And Zuichun Building is the most lowly green building.

Er Ya scratched her little head: "What is Oiran?"

It's really hard to explain what the Oiran means, and he didn't understand it before, and it wasn't until recently that he understood what the so-called Oiran meant.

The eldest girl smiled: "Oiran means the head of a hundred flowers, and generally refers to plum blossoms." However, I heard what the big brother meant, and I thought that it was a woman who sat in the carriage, and that woman must have been very beautiful, otherwise she would not have been called an Oiran. ”

Erya looked at He Da Zhong curiously and asked, "Brother Da, isn't it?"

"yes!"

He has also seen the Oiran of the Drunken Spring Building, and she is indeed very beautiful, but he thinks that the eldest girl is better-looking.

"Big, do you know what that Oiran is called?" Li Xianglan took a deep breath and said.

He hesitated, he used to take care of it because of the eldest girl and the second girl, but now he is afraid that he knows too much about the Qinglou, will it leave a bad impression on Aunt Lan?

After all, how can ordinary people know so much about Qinglou?

But he's innocent too.

When he became a six-door wooden catcher, he was dragged by the people of the yamen to go back to the drunken spring building.

In the end, He Dazhong still told the truth and said: "I don't know what the name of the Oiran is, but people who know her well call her Qiu Niang!"

Qiu Niang?

Li Xianglan's face instantly lost a trace of blood.

Meanwhile.

In the backyard of the blacksmith shop, Niu Dali quickly built a long knife and quickly threw it aside.

"Whoosh"

After two rotations in the air, the long knife plunged headlong into the ground, as if inserting tofu, and the blade sank into the ground until it was blocked by the sides of the hilt.

Then, Niu Dali once again picked up a piece of iron and stone from the scrap iron on the ground, and the netherworld purple fire appeared in his palm, and as soon as the iron stone touched the spiritual fire, it instantly melted into molten iron.

Subsequently, the molten iron is quickly thrown into the furnace, and then the pieces are melted into the molten iron and fused together.

I felt that it was almost good, so I used internal force to quickly cool down the molten iron in the furnace to form a piece of red sponge iron, clamped it out with iron scissors, put it on the big iron pier, and quickly picked up the hammer and struck it.

If Yu Laotie and the others were here, they would definitely be shocked by the vigorous and tiger-like operation of the bull and the jaw would fall.

You must know that it takes them a lot of time just to dissolve the iron and stone, and even after dissolving the iron and stone together, they need to visually check which parts are good iron and which parts are not usable during the forging process.

But Niu Dali directly picked up the hammer and slammed it, without even looking at it.

Outside the house, Yu Laotie and the others first heard the sound of "Dengdeng" striking in the house disappearing, and they were still wondering why it stopped so quickly.

But before he could wait for a while, a new round of "Dengdeng" sounded again.

However, this time, the sound of "Dengdeng" seems to be a little faster than before.

"I didn't expect to be able to strike iron like this, as if listening to music. ”

"Don't say it, that iron-striking tune is really not good!"

The strong men in the blacksmith shop talked about it.

Suddenly, the bald burly man frowned and said: "Have you noticed that the sound of striking iron before is a little different from the sound this time, I don't understand, it seems that the sound of striking iron has become faster, and I feel that the senior inside seems to have finished fighting a weapon, and this time it is the second one!"

As soon as these words came out, there was a sudden silence around them.

"It's impossible, it's only been a long time, how can you build a weapon?"

"Yes, striking iron is not eating, how can it be so fast?"

Yu Laotie also felt that it was impossible, and with his years of experience in striking iron, he told him that this was something that could not happen.

After all, from the sound of striking iron from inside to the fact that even half an hour had not yet arrived, how could it be possible to forge a weapon at this time?

While they were talking, the sound of iron in the room stopped again.

Immediately afterwards, the rhythmic "Dengden Waiting, Staring Deng, Waiting Deng, Waiting for Deng......" came out again.

This time the sound was even faster than before.