Bai Xiaosheng woke up and there was a lot of movement, and he naturally heard it outside the door, and immediately a female voice asked through the door: "Guest, are you awake?" The woman's voice was not as delicate and charming as the women in the store that Bai Xiaosheng had seen before, and she was slightly hoarse.

"Well, wake up. Bai Xiaosheng twisted his neck, the bed board was slightly hard, Bai Xiaosheng's lying posture during the coma was not very correct, and he felt sore after waking up.

With a squeak, the door was pushed open, and the woman walked in: "How do you feel about your body?" Seeing this person, Bai Xiaosheng was stunned, because although there was a woman in front of him, it was not a maid's suit, but a dress of iron, her hair was well protected by a corset leather hat made of deerskin, and her eyebrows were not burned like Shi Kangdang, and the corners of her eyes were a little wide, showing thick eyebrows and big eyes.

Bai Xiaosheng thought about it for a while, it became clear that this was a blacksmith shop, and it was not a high-ranking official, noble, squire, landlord's house, where did the maids come from, but it was unexpected for Bai Xiaosheng that there were women willing to do blacksmith skills.

After all, blacksmithing is a strength job, even though most of the blacksmith furnaces and forging tables are assisted by mechanisms, but ordinary women lack the strength to polish blades, although there is no strange woman in history who is born with divine power, but female blacksmiths are slightly inferior in congenital conditions, and the woman in front of her does not look like that kind of talented person.

Seeing that Bai Xiaosheng was silent, the woman frowned, thinking to herself that this person in front of her was afraid that he had lost his soul in his sleep, how could he look stupid. But I can only think about this in my heart, I was called by the master to take care of this person during the critical period of forging, and I was told to take care of it, and I don't know which son of Songmen City this person is, but this look always turns on me, and I feel weird and disgusting, the woman thought: This person must be a playboy, and he is also the kind of night sheng song, otherwise how could his body be so weak, and he would easily fall ill in bed with a slight fright.

This first impression is bad, Bai Xiaosheng's whole image has been positioned as a playboy with weak bones in the woman's heart, and I don't know how Bai Xiaosheng will feel if she knows it.

This woman is also an anxious person, and when Bai Xiaosheng was still immersed in her own thoughts, the woman couldn't wait: "This guest, if you are in good health, I will go and report to the master." He turned his head and left without looking back, and when he was leaving, Bai Xiaosheng heard a cold snort, and then he realized that his actions were indeed rude, and he wanted to explain but saw the woman disappear in front of the door in three steps and two steps, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, how can this Shiji person have this kind of temperament.

Suddenly, Bai Xiaosheng was stunned, and the woman said that she was going to report to "Master"?

The title of the craftsman industry is quite subtle, "master master" is the title of the general person in charge of the entire craftsman group, anyone can call the head of the person in charge, such as Shi Dangdang is the master of Shi Ji, and the apprentice shouts Shi Dangdang to call the master. And the word "master" has a lot of meaning, and only the successor candidates who have undergone the apprenticeship ceremony and have undertaken the mission of inheriting the skills can be called so. Although Master Shi Ji actually accepted a female apprentice? Although he had the heart to find out about this matter, he was not good at asking people about other people's gossip during this trip, so he could only forcibly press the gossip in his heart and wait for the opportunity to talk about it in the future.

Every writer has a gossip heart.

Bai Xiaosheng tidied up his clothes and saw his cage in the house, which must have been brought in by Shi Dangdang. When people wake up, they are naturally quite uncomfortable when they don't have a familiar object around them, not to mention that when they go out, Master Shi is impatient, but he can be regarded as a heart in some small things, and it is no wonder that he can control the huge stone record. Bai Xiaosheng looked at the lock on the cage, and the lock did not move.

It is said that it is a lock, but in fact it is just a rattan rope that has been soaked in tung oil, this kind of lock is tied by Bai Xiaosheng in a unique way and must be untied with a unique technique, anyone who wants to untie it in other ways will leave such and such traces on the lock, seeing that the lock is still the same, Bai Xiaosheng nodded.

Bai Xiaosheng threw Shi Dang to be his own recorder identity card at that time, the living legend of the forging craftsman "Iron Fire God Hand" unique forging technique has a fatal attraction to any blacksmith who knows the goods, Master Shi must have known the identity of his own recorder, and the things that a scribe carries with him have a fatal attraction to anyone on the rivers and lakes.

The unique forging technique of the "Iron Fire God Hand" and the information on the rivers and lakes carried by the person who recorded it, no matter which thing is very valuable to Master Shi, but when he woke up, Bai Xiaosheng checked and found that the identity card of the person who recorded it was hanging on his waist, and there was no trace of the cage being turned over, and Bai Xiaosheng's evaluation of Master Shi in his heart went to a higher level.

Bai Xiaosheng's index finger and ring finger were inserted into the two rings of the lock and twisted slightly, and the cage lock that was still tightly tangled together suddenly dispersed, Bai Xiaosheng opened the cage and took out a roll of light bamboo slips: "Although this person controls the huge stone record and has a dry temperament, he is thick and fine, and his heart is not bad, which is no different from intelligence." He took out the bamboo pen from the pen cage, gently unscrewed the tip of the pen, revealing the knife hidden inside, and lightly crossed a line behind the name of "Songmen City Shiji Shi Dadang" on the bamboo slip, indicating that the information was verified.

Bai Xiaosheng's choice of Shiji was not a whim, but he did his homework in advance, and the reporter never did unplanned actions.

Bai Xiaosheng continued to look at it, only to see that it was written: "The style and way of running the store does not match this person's personality, and there is a suspicion that there is a master behind it." Bai Xiaosheng looked at this line and remembered the left and right walls he saw when he entered the store, that kind of business style really didn't look like the handiwork of Shi Dadang, who was impatient and arrogant, but then shook his head, this has nothing to do with himself, after all, the purpose of this trip is not to verify intelligence, but to find clues to the nine-headed bird pattern.

Bai Xiaosheng took the things in his hand back into the cage, wrapped the rattan rope around his fingers again and twisted a knot lightly to lock the cage, and before he got up, he heard Shi Dangdang's cow-like voice from afar: "Little sir!

Bai Xiaosheng frowned involuntarily when he heard Shi Dangdang's shout from far to near, he has been sixteen spring and autumn seasons since he fell to the ground, and he is not small, but he has a baby face and looks tender, and everyone he meets along the way has to add the word "small" in front of his title, I don't know why it sounds strange and uncomfortable.

Shi Dangdang came to the door of the guest room where Bai Xiaosheng was resting out of breath, and received a reply from his apprentice, and the reporter Mr. Xiao woke up, hurriedly threw down the work in his hand and ran over, then patted the iron ash on his body, and cautiously stepped into the room: "Mr. Xiao still knows who I am?"