The Magical Blacksmith

"Yes, I want to open a blacksmith shop." Zhang Ye nodded.

Brother Jindan watched Zhang Ye for a long time, and said with sorrow, "With so much work, why do you want to open a blacksmith shop?"

In this tone, Zhang Ye was speechless for a while, as if to persuade the prostitution, "What happened to the blacksmith shop?"

Brother Jindan saw that Zhang Ye had eaten the weight, and sighed after smashing his mouth a few times before he said with a sigh, "In fact, it is not that this shop is haunted. It is mainly the magic weapon business of Heavenly Dao City, which is monopolized by Heavenly Soldier Pavilion. ..."

"There is a saying in Tiandao City, as long as you don't work against the Tianbing Pavilion, you can make a fortune with everything, little brother, listen to the old brother's advice, don't open a blacksmith shop!" .

Zhang Ye pondered over. It turned out that the blacksmith couldn't open it because he couldn't compete with the Heavenly Soldier Pavilion, but he drove the Heavenly Soldier Pavilion away in Lingtai Town because he was afraid of a ball.

At this moment, a graceful red dress female monk came in. The Jindan monk was like being hooked, wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, and said to Zhang Ye: "She is the landlord of this shop."

Immediately, the Jindan brother could not wait to salute: "Miss Murong, it's been a long time since I saw you, don't you come here unharmed?"

Zhang Ye also arched her hands. The landlady named Murong nodded to Zhang Ye with a smile, which made Zhang Ye feel that the landlord was very easy to get along with.

Unexpectedly, the landlord Murong turned his head, stretched out his fist, and hit Brother Jin Dan on the chin. The Brother Jin Dan howled and flew two blocks away...

Zhang Ye shrank his neck and looked polite. Why is he so violent?

"Come on, dare to say that my shop is haunted!" The landlord Murong clapped his hands and yelled a few words. Then he looked at Zhang Ye, his momentum receded, and his voice said sweetly, "I want to rent a shop, my little brother? The shop is ready. What is haunted and not haunted? These people are talking nonsense."

After speaking, the landlord Murong Hongxiu covered his mouth and smiled softly, very horrible.

Is this the same person as before? There is no schizophrenia, right? Zhang Ye swallowed, thinking that he was here to open the shop and what the landlord was doing. He tried to ask: "Miss Murong, it doesn't matter if I am haunted, can you take me to visit it?"

"Of course you can. Just don't call me Miss Murong, just call me Sister Murong or Sister Hongzhuang." The landlady's original name is Murong Hongzhuang. At this moment, her voice groaned, and it fell to the bone.

If Zhang Ye had not seen her sturdy side, he really thought she was a soft girl. As for Murong Hongzhuang's request to call her sister, although it looks like Zhang Ye is two years older than Zhang Ye, her cultivation base is so powerful that she calls her sister not to lose, and Zhang Ye pondered that in order to get a discount on the rent later, she must be served by the landlord. Okay, immediately shyly said: "Miss Hongzhuang..."

Seeing Zhang Ye's face blushing, Murong Hongzhuang smiled, holding Zhang Ye with one hand, and opening the store door with the other: "The little mouth is so sweet, come in quickly, and my sister will show you the shop."

Zhang Yesu's footsteps were faltering, and he repeatedly reminded himself that this is not a visit to a kiln, but a shop.

Murong Hongzhuang looked triumphant, and took Zhang Ye around to look around the shop and the backyard before asking, "Little brother, can the shop of my sister's house still be eye-catching?"

To be honest, this shop is very eye-catching, and the landlord is more eye-catching, but Zhang Ye did not faint, but asked: "Can I decorate it by myself?"

Zhang Ye wanted to move the blacksmith's shop in Lingtai Town intact, so naturally the original layout was to be demolished.

"Ten years of contract, and the first three years of rent is up to you." Murong Hongzhuang winked.

Toss the house or toss you? The hostess walked too deeply, and Zhang Ye almost didn't hold onto it and agreed.

“It’s okay to pay for a ten-year contract for three years. It’s just that the annual rent of three hundred top-grade spirit stones is too expensive.” Zhang Ye paused, “Miss Murong, Bai Fumei like you is not bad for this amount of money, brother. I’m here for the first time, so please take care of me."

Murong Hongzhuang didn't expect this kid to stay awake under her temptation. She smiled and said, "Little brother, how much do you think the rent is right?"

"One hundred top-grade spirit stones a year." Zhang Ye said shyly.

Murong Hongzhuang was so angry that he almost broke his skills, holding grass, 300 high-grade spirit stones a year, you can recognize it at a discount of ten yuan, cut two hundred spirit stones at once, why don't you grab it!

"Little brother, your price is too low, right?" Murong Hongzhuang resisted the urge to go wild, her voice soft, "The lowest is 260. I have rejected many people before. If it is lower, sister. You can take advantage of the bargain..."

Zhang Ye looked at Murong Hongzhuang’s chest, and it was really low enough, but in the face of money and beauty, Zhang Ye had to choose money without exception. He was silent for a moment: "Miss Hongzhuang, according to my observations, this shop has not existed for a long time. Has it been rented out? According to the distribution of dust, the last time the people came to see the shop should have been half a year ago."

"Such a good shop, you will lose money if you stay idle, or you can be your sister and take care of your younger brother, and let me rent it." Zhang Ye saw that Murong Hongzhuang was about to collapse, and added, "To be honest, brother, I will come to Tiandao City to work hard. , Let’s stand a fight, let’s just add fifty, one hundred and fifty high-grade spirit stones every year, no matter how much it is..."

Zhang Ye first suppressed and then raised, pressed into one hundred spirit stones, and then rose to one hundred and five, which is more acceptable. As Zhang Ye pointed out that this shop was not cared for for half a year, it was a fatal blow to Murong Hongzhuang.

Murong Hongzhuang gave Zhang Ye a white look. The facts were indeed the same as Zhang Ye said. After hesitating for a while, she said in a huff: "I heard you are going to open a blacksmith shop?"

"Yeah." Zhang Ye nodded truthfully, and said nothing more.

"The rent is what you said. Who told you to call me Miss Sister?" Murong Hongzhuang's eyes were deep and she continued, "But I can say that if you withdraw the rent in advance, the rent will not be refunded."

Murong Hongzhuang simply felt that Zhang Ye would have to go bankrupt within a few months and would not refund the rent. How could he make his own money.

"Yes!" Zhang Ye and Murong Hongzhuang looked at each other with a smile, each with a ghost.

Subsequently, Zhang Ye took out a three-year rent at one time, and the two signed the lease contract, Murong Hongzhuang felt relieved.

"Oh, fucking, I'm suffocating my old lady." Murong Hongzhuang beat her shoulders. In order to rent out this shop, she did everything she could. Although the rent was cut in half, it was considered a fulfillment.

Murong Hongzhuang saw Zhang Ye looking at herself in surprise, and scolded: "What do you look at? Get your eyeballs."

"Miss Hongzhuang, you..." Zhang Ye pretended to be surprised.

"Little your mother, from now on, call my eldest sister big, or you will be killed!" Murong Hongzhuang retched, threw the key to Zhang Ye, and walked away.

Murong Hongzhuang walked to the door and turned around and said fiercely: "By the way, a shop is opened later. If anyone dares to come to the door and make trouble, you can say that you are messing with Sister Murong!"

Zhang Ye looked at Murong Hongzhuang's vigorous back, this landlord was really funny.

Zhang Ye looked at the shop again, nodded in satisfaction, Tiandaocheng, are you ready to tremble under my feet?

Two more days passed, and Tiandao City hadn't tremble yet, Zhang Ye's feet began to tremble. It was not like Lingtai Town, where opening a shop would require a lot of licenses.

For example, to open a blacksmith shop, you must first go to the Tiandaocheng City Management Office to pay the opening fee, then go to the Magic Association to apply for the forger qualification certificate, and finally obtain the business license...

So, Zhang Ye broke his leg while running.

On this day, Zhang Ye finally came to the door of the Magic Weapons Association. All personnel engaged in the magic weapon industry in Tiandao City need to obtain the corresponding qualification certification here.

By the way, there are various trade associations in Tiandao City, such as pill associations, mercenary associations, and even health preservation, meditation, and gourmet associations.

The people in Tiandao City didn't find it troublesome, but were proud of being able to join various associations. It was really frustrating.

"Senior, I'm here to apply for the forger qualification certificate." The magic weapon association was deserted, and Zhang Ye looked around and finally found a staff member.

The staff is Jindan monk, and he didn't raise his eyelids: "The inspection fee is five middle-grade spirit stones."

In Tiandao City, forging masters have a clear rating, ranging from one star to nine stars. It is said that the pavilion master of the Heavenly Soldier Pavilion and the president of the Magic Treasure Association are only eight stars. As for the nine-star forging master, it only exists in theory.

Zhang Ye was a bit painful about the inspection fee for the five middle-grade spirit stones, but the rules of Tiandao City were like this. Forge certification must be obtained. Besides, Zhang Ye wanted to know that he was a few-star forge, so he paid the fee.

Brother Jin Dan took the spirit stone, registered Zhang Ye's name and age, and then sent him a jade slip: "Go straight and turn left and evaluate item by item."

Zhang Ye nodded and was about to leave, but at this moment, a middle-aged monk wearing a black robe and a three-star badge on his chest walked in.

The Jindan staff members lit up, with completely different attitudes, immediately stood up and respectfully said: "Master Wang, what wind has brought you here?"

"Hehe, I feel a little bit of feeling lately, and see if I can break through the four-star blacksmith." Master Wang said proudly.

The Samsung Blacksmith is already rare, and never wanted to break through the four stars. The Jindan staff hurriedly flattered: "Then I wish Master Wang every success."

After speaking, Brother Jindan quickly issued a jade slip to the monk surnamed Wang, and personally led the way. Seeing Zhang Ye standing in the middle of the road, he scolded, "Go ahead, can you walk in front of Master Wang?"

Zhang Ye asked who did I provoke? However, he is worried that he is not familiar with the process, so let's follow Master Wang to test his level.

When Master Wang passed by Zhang Ye, he suddenly stopped: "Young man, certified blacksmith?"

"Yeah." Zhang Ye answered truthfully.

"Hey~www.ltnovel.com~ remember that I was a two-star blacksmith when you were so old." Master Wang pretended to remember, but in fact pretended to be forced. He patted Zhang Ye on the shoulder, "It doesn't matter if you fail once. , Make persistent efforts, one day, you will be as good as me."

Zhang Ye looked dazed, I didn't even start, you said I failed?

But Zhang Ye didn't say anything, and followed Master Wang to the first testing room.

The first test was material identification. The staff randomly took out a hundred kinds of weird materials and asked the forge to recognize them in a stick of incense, and each one would get a point.

Master Wang was sweating profusely. He only recognized 33 kinds of materials in the time of sticking incense. It was not that he was watery. It was true that these materials were too unpopular. Zhang Ye could only recognize them with naked eyes. Ten kinds, no wonder Master Wang said he would fail.

Master Wang scored 33 points. He wiped the sweat from his head and smiled triumphantly at Zhang Ye: "Young man, it doesn't matter if you don't recognize you, you can stand up wherever you fall!"

Zhang Ye rolled his eyes. Who said we were about to fall? Although only a dozen species can be recognized by naked eyes, we have a forging system!