Chapter 80: The Qian Family's Iron Hammer

"It's troublesome for Big Brother First Piao to lead the way, and now that the weather is cold, it's better to ask Big Brother First Piao to go back first." Long Ze said.

The first flutter waved his hand and walked towards the blacksmith shop with Long Ze.

"Bell, bell!"

The snowflakes fell, the leaves of the giant trees withered, and before they reached the end of the street, the sound of tapping in the blacksmith shop was heard.

"Brother First Piao, your leggings are made here. The dark iron is extremely strong, and it can be built so fine in a few days, which shows that the technology is very good!" Long Ze introduced the first Piao, with Xinna in his eyes.

First Piao has said to Long Ze many times that this dark iron leggings are very useful. Hearing Long Ze's introduction, the first drifting eyes were full of interest.

"No wonder you don't go anywhere near you, you have to come to this house, I see. First Piao said with relief.

"The young master has to come to this house, but it's not only that. With cunning in his eyes, Xiaohuan pointed out Long Ze's thoughts.

Little bald head money end!

Thinking of him, Long Ze's thirsty heart rose again. This is a powerful external cultivator, much stronger than a fellow practitioner.

On the road to external strength, Qian Mo can be described as talented!

"Oh, then go in and see what's so special. First Piao said, with anticipation in his eyes.

The three of them walked into the blacksmith's shop, but there was no one, only the clanging of iron.

"Is anyone here? it's a business!" Xiaohuan told the blacksmith shop.

After a while, the little bald Qian Mo poked out his smooth head and walked out of the inner hall.

"Is it you?" Qian Mo was a little surprised when he saw Long Ze.

"Who are you?" Long Ze looked at Qian Mo's whole body, and was also a little surprised.

The little bald head was wearing a suit of strong armor, and his limbs were carrying protective gear made of dark iron, which looked like Long Ze's drawings and was transformed.

"This body, I'm afraid there will be five hundred pounds!" said the first piao in surprise.

Long Ze looked carefully, the first floating leg guard was two hundred catties, and Qian Mo's protective gear was even more bloated. According to the density of dark iron, five hundred catties is still a conservative estimate!

"Hehe, I'll call the shopkeeper. Qian Mo smiled honestly and turned around to call the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper arranged for a few people to sit down and pour tea. Long Ze watched Qian Mo walk out and leapfrog in the snow.

Don't miss any chance to become stronger? Long Ze thought to himself.

Even if there are guests in the blacksmith shop, they don't care about going out to exercise. While admiring Qian Mo's perseverance, Long Ze also felt that he was not simple.

As an apprentice, he didn't care about the business of the shop? Even if the shopkeeper of the tailor shop was so good to Li Mubai, Li Mubai had to work in the shop.

Why don't you use the money at the end? Long Ze was puzzled and decided to give it a try.

"Is the protective gear made of my drawings still useful? Who is the shopkeeper of this money? I actually built the best dark iron protective gear for him. Long Ze looked at Qian Mo's protective gear with envy in his eyes.

In fact, Long Ze was just pretending, as if he asked unintentionally.

"Aha! It's really useful, Qian Mo is my brother's bloodline, and now he died young, and Qian Mo is handed over to me. Don't say it's just a little bit of Xuantie, even if it's an extraterrestrial meteorite, I'm willing to give it to him!" replied with a hint of unnaturalness in the shopkeeper's expression.

This old fox!

Long Ze must not believe his words, it seems that Qian Mo has another origin.

The mass of extraterrestrial meteorites is much stronger than that of dark iron, so it is naturally extremely precious. But when the shopkeeper said to Qian Mo, Long Ze observed it very naturally, which showed that he was telling the truth.

What kind of identity will make the shopkeeper's sincerity to the apprentice? Could it be that Qian Mo's identity is more noble than that of the shopkeeper? Long Ze was puzzled in his heart.

"The shopkeeper is really good about this money, it's not easy to create this set of protective gear, right? First Piao said.

"Hey, don't talk about this, what's the matter with a few of you?" The shopkeeper changed the topic, and Long Ze hurriedly said his meaning.

"Yes, ten iron boxes, with the first cigar on them, right? and a horse's logo. "The shopkeeper's confirmation message.

Ten iron boxes, and ten taels of silver are needed for labor and materials. The cost is much higher than a wooden box!

Because Long Ze is not sure about researching new tobacco, he can only book so much in advance. If it is more, it should still be possible to bargain.

"That's right, I paid it all. Long Ze asked Xiaohuan to pay and prepared to go out.

The little bald head was already boxing, carrying a protective gear of several hundred pounds, and his fists were waved on the giant tree again and again.

"That's right, make a good iron box, and let Qian Mo send the iron box to the first cottage, which is the former Cloud Turning Cottage!" Long Ze suddenly turned around and said, the smile on the corner of his mouth was meaningful.

"This ......," the shopkeeper didn't dare to speak.

Qian Mo's waving fist stopped, nodded to the shopkeeper, and the shopkeeper promised.

With a light smile on the corner of his mouth, Long Ze and the others left.

"This money is the owner of the blacksmith shop!"

"My goal is Qian Mo, I don't care about the rest!" Long Ze's tone was confident, and he was determined to win Qian Mo.

Touching Sima's head under his crotch, Long Ze had a plan in his heart, he must subdue Qian Mo's little bald head.

Under the bald giant tree, the little bald Qian Mo waved his fist a few times and walked into the blacksmith shop boringly. Looking at the blacksmith shop on the four walls of the house, I recalled the glory of the past, and my heart was bitter.

"Young master, what do you think? This Long Ze is not simple, he is the rookie king of Hongwu Academy, the commander of the stormtroopering army, and the apprentice of the old man Hongjing!"

"It's a blessing or a curse, it's a disaster that can't be avoided! Now that we have a choice?" Qian Mo smiled bitterly, feeling bored and ready to go out to box.

"Young master, wait a minute, I have something to tell you. The shopkeeper was entangled, and finally stopped the money.

Qian Mo looked back and sighed, looking at the shopkeeper.

"In fact, this should have been said a long time ago, why most of the Qian family will strike iron, is because the Qian family built coins to make a fortune, and the foundation of iron has not been forgotten for generations. The shopkeeper's eyes were profound, and he said: "In fact, the ancestor of the Qian family is an external skill cultivator, and he has his own external skill moves, called the Qian family's hammer! Actually, you should have said it early on, but you have to build the Dreadnought Hammer before you can use it. Flee in a hurry, we ......"

Qian Mo raised his finger and told the shopkeeper to stop talking.

The Qian family made a fortune by creating coins, but now there is no money available, Qian Mo only feels ironic, and his face is hot.

Silent, facing the heavy snow, waving his fists under the giant tree......

In the past few days, Long Ze has been studying tobacco in the first cottage, while instructing the maid to make cigars.

Seeing that their techniques were proficient, Long Ze was very satisfied.

Finally, the day of a date with Mu Yilei has arrived!