Zhang Santie compared the two apprentices, and became more and more dissatisfied with the eldest apprentice, it was clear that he had been studying for five years, but he was not as stable as the second apprentice. The more I thought about it, the more I felt that the eldest apprentice was inferior to the second apprentice, so I raised my leg and kicked the eldest apprentice.

was kicked and the eldest apprentice was also aggrieved, looked at Zhang Santie and said sadly: "Master, you are eccentric. ”

Zhang Santie's eyes widened.

The eldest apprentice said unwillingly: "I've already shut up, why are you kicking me again, Master?"

Zhang Santie scolded violently: "Because I hate iron, I can't make steel!"

The big apprentice held back his red face and didn't dare to speak.

Zhang Santie reprimanded again: "Little bastard, how long have you said you have been with me, why don't you understand the truth that 'if you want to do a good job, you must first sharpen your tools'?"

After speaking, Zhang Santie kicked at the big apprentice again.

The eldest apprentice was kicked so painfully that he didn't dare to scream, so he could only bite his lip and said sullenly: "Isn't the master also gossiping and striking iron at the same time? ”

This is the meaning of beating a rake, and the big apprentice also said it vigorously.

Zhang Santie's face fell, he originally wanted to kick the big apprentice with his feet, but seeing the big apprentice's frank and reasonable face, he was a little embarrassed, so he scolded urgently: "Because you are a little bastard!"

On the contrary, the more the big apprentice said, the more reasonable he became, and said loudly: "If the teaching is not strict, the teacher is lazy." The reason why the apprentice did something wrong is because of you, master. So master, you can't eat either. You should lead by example and set an example for your disciples. ”

Zhang Santie's already dark face became even darker, "If you say it, get out of here!"

After listening to Zhang Santie's words, the expression on the face of the eldest apprentice was stagnant, and then he began to cry and beg for mercy with a sad face, and while begging for mercy, he glanced at the junior brother. However, the junior brother with the sledgehammer is like a puppet controlled by a thread, and he does not react to what is happening around him.

"What a fool!" the eldest apprentice glared at the second apprentice fiercely, "I don't know how to say a word." ”

In a shop where the light is not bright and the space is not too big, the three masters and apprentices are happy, and their lives seem to be very happy.

Bai Luoshang is a happy person and likes happy people.

Speaking of which, what is worth being happy about?

Some people are happy for power, some people are happy for money, some people are happy for food and wine, some people are happy for confidants and lovers, some people are happy for wonderful, and some people are happy for blandness.

Obviously, the three people in front of him are extremely plain, but they are full of happiness in the blandness.

Looking at the time, Zhang Santie stopped what he was doing, and suddenly said with a smile to Bai Luosheng: "Do you want to have a drink with me?"

Someone asks for a drink, how can Bai Luoshang refuse?

He simply clapped his hands and exclaimed, "Yes!"

Zhang Santie led Bai Luoshang to the back room to rest.

The blacksmith was connected to the two huts at the back, and the room was as dimly lit as the blacksmith outside. It was clearly daytime, but the house seemed to have been abandoned by the sun, dim as if it was covered by heavy curtains, giving people the feeling of being a little deep, a little heavy.

Fortunately, Zhang Santie could also feel that the room was a little dark, so he lit a lamp.

Bai Luoshang poured the wine he bought into two bowls.

Zhang Santie took a bowl, took a sip slowly, took a long breath, and immediately praised with a smile: "This is the cyclamen of the Cyclamen Building." ”

Bai Luoshang didn't expect Zhang Santie to taste the taste in one bite, and couldn't help but praise the case: "I didn't expect you to be very knowledgeable." ”

Zhang Santie said with a smile: "Although I am a blacksmith, I am also a blacksmith who loves to drink. ”

Bai Luoshang laughed twice.

Zhang Santie raised his head and drank it, wiped his mouth and smiled: "Next time, if you still have such good wine, you can invite me to drink it." ”

Bai Luoshang nodded generously and said: "I also think so, good things can't be wasted, and good wine can't be wasted." ”

"At least I'm not going to spoil such a good wine. Zhang Santie put down the bowl, smiled, and said: "This wine is good, but unfortunately it is not as good as the drunk Fang of 'Yipinju'." ”

"Oh?" Bai Luosheng's eyes lit up, and he said excitedly: "The drunkenness of 'Yipinju'?"

Seeing Bai Luosheng's surprise and interest, Zhang Santie couldn't help but look at him in surprise and said, "You are such a drunkard, don't you know this kind of wine?"

Bai Luoshang shook her head, "I don't know." ”

Zhang Santie said: "If you are a person who loves wine, you should know that there is still this kind of wine in the world." ”

Bai Luoshang looked at the wine bowl in his hand and said with a smile: "Yes, you should drink it at least once." ”

Zhang Santie said: "You can't drink it." ”

Bai Luoshang frowned, and said urgently: "Why can't I drink it? Could it be that this wine is still the palace's tribute wine?"

Even if it is tribute wine, it is still possible for him to drink it. Could it be that there is anything more difficult in the world to obtain than tribute wine?

Zhang Santie sighed and said: "Although this wine is not a palace tribute wine, it is not something that ordinary people can afford to drink. Because 'Yipinju' is not a place that ordinary people can go, of course, it is not something that ordinary people can drink. ”

Bai Luoshang stared at Zhang Santie for a long time before he laughed loudly, and while laughing, he said: "What did I think you said, it turned out to be just a restaurant, and it wasn't the Heavenly Palace in the moon, why couldn't I go?"

Zhang Santie just sighed.

Bai Luoshang knew that he might have something to say, so he said confidently: "There is a kind of person in this world who can drink as long as he wants to." ”

This kind of person is, of course, himself.

Someone once said that if Bai Luoshang wants to drink, he is willing to let him go to Daoshan and roll around the oil pot.

Although this is an exaggeration, it cannot be denied.

Bai Luoshang is indeed a person who dares to do anything for the sake of drinking.

Zhang Santie didn't seem to believe that Bai Luoshang had this ability at all, he only looked at Bai Luoshang twice, then shook his head and said, "It's a pity that I haven't seen such a person yet." ”

"You should have seen it. Bai Luoshang smiled, "You know at least one person." ”

"Who?"

"Me. ”

Zhang Santie poured another bowl of wine and said arrogantly: "Okay, I'll give you a glass of this sentence." ”

Bai Luoshang also held a bowl full of wine, "If you want to drink, you have to drink three glasses." ”

This seems to be a bowl. ”

"If it's a bowl, then drink three bowls. ”

Zhang Santie laughed, "I'm afraid that I'll get drunk if I'm afraid of three bowls." ”

Bai Luoshang said with a smile: "A drunk relieves a thousand sorrows, it is rare to get drunk a few times in life, if you have wine, you must drink, and if you drink, you will get drunk." ”

Zhang Santie looked at him and said curiously: "You are young, what is there to worry about?"

Bai Luoshang smiled bitterly: "I'm worried that the silver is not enough to buy wine to drink." ”

Bai Luoshang looked at the wine jar that had drunk most of it, and said with a smile: "You don't let your two apprentices rest either?"

After working for several hours, everyone will be tired and will need to rest.

Zhang Santie didn't care, and only said: "There is a rule for doing our business, that is, if the instrument is not successful, the fire will not be extinguished." As long as the fire is not extinguished, they will not be able to rest. Strike while the iron is hot, that's what it means. The iron is hard and the steel is soft, and it is difficult to make a device without beating. The forging of a sharp weapon must go through a lot of hardship, and it can only be tempered by thousands of tempers to become a great tool. This is true with weapons, and it is also true with people. ”

Bai Luoshang asked curiously, "Could it be that before the weapon is refined, you don't need to rest?"

Zhang Santie shook his head and replied, "No." ”

Bai Luoshang asked again: "Do you want to eat?"

Zhang Santie shook his head and said, "Don't eat it." ”

Bai Luoshang continued to ask, "Do you sleep or not?"

Zhang Santie continued to shake his head and said, "Don't sleep." ”

Bai Luoshang sighed, "I found out, you are not iron-struck, you are iron-struck." ”

Zhang Santie also sighed, "If you want to do one thing, you must do one thing well." ”

Bai Luoshang smiled, "You are a serious person, and your apprentice is also a serious person." ”

Zhang Santie also smiled and asked rhetorically, "Aren't you a serious person?"

"I'm only serious when I'm drinking. Bai Luoshang drank a bowl of wine and said with a smile, "You are so serious, there must be a lot of people who come to your iron shop to buy weapons." ”

Zhang Santie shook his head and said, "There are also many who only look at and don't buy, just like you." ”

Bai Luoshang looked at the door and asked, "So the people who came to the door at this time, did they buy weapons or look at weapons?"

Zhang Santie looked at Bai Luoshang in surprise, "Someone is coming?"

Bai Luoshang smiled.

Zhang Santie didn't laugh.

The charcoal fire in the furnace was still crackling.

Zhang Santie's second apprentice held the iron tongs tightly in his left hand, steadily picked up the red-hot piece of black iron from the stove, put it on the iron stake, held a sledgehammer in his right hand, and struck the iron embryo sonorously, repeatedly hammering.

The scorching sparks flew everywhere, splashing on his body, splashing on his hands, but he didn't seem to feel it.

Scorching sparks, swaying sweat.

Even without the master's pincers, he can do things independently, and he has learned the master's skills, although he has not completely inherited them, he can still take charge of himself.

He stood firmly in front of the anvil, concentrating on his work, silent, as if he had entered another world entirely.

The fire continued, and the hammer was about to be beaten incessantly, and it seemed to have become his life.

The big apprentice pulled the bellows, even though his face was already burned red, he still smiled, even if he repeated the same thing day after day, he didn't feel the slightest tired.

His arms were so powerful that every time he pulled the bellows, he could hear the flames popping. In his hands, the fire will never be extinguished.

Suddenly, there was a sharp sound of hooves outside the door, and six fast horses rolled up in muddy water and stopped in front of the iron shop.

The man on horseback wore a sword and hung a sword, a brocade coat and black boots, all majestic and imposing.

On the back of a horse in the middle sat a fair-skinned young man, with a brocade robe and a crown of beads, a cloak hanging from his body, not very old, and a pair of sharp and bright eyes.

On each side were two men in green clothes, with respectful expressions and motionless expressions, sitting in the saddle, apparently the entourage of the man in the middle.

The young man rode his horse straight into the iron shop from outside the gate, his eyes flashed in all directions, he stared at the second apprentice who was striking the iron, and said in a deep voice: "We are here!"