Lin'an is very hot in summer, but not as hot as in the south.

Zhizhi screamed desperately, but could not suppress the sound of hammering in the blacksmith shop.

Clang clang clang!

King Wei held the hammer and struck hard. From the appearance, the thing under the hammer looked like a horizontal knife.

Sister Huang was tidying up and cleaning while she said happily: "The customers said that the horizontal knife you made last time was better than before. No, the good reputation spread, and more and more people came.

"

Clang clang clang!

King Wei raised his hammer, a wisp of inner breath swaying.

The sledgehammer falls, and under the influence of inner breath, it hits that part accurately.

Every hammering is extremely precise, and long-term precise hammering makes the entire horizontal knife evenly textured.

In the entire Chenzhou, there is only one company that uses inner breath to make horizontal knives.

You want to say that others have also practiced it.

People who have practiced cultivation can find a job as a housekeeper or a caravanner, and their monthly income is much higher than that of a blacksmith, and it is much easier.

The weather was hot, and King Wei was still wearing only one shirt, which was soaked with sweat.

Sister Huang took out the trash, and when she came back, she leaned by the door and looked at him, "Why don't you take off your clothes?"

King Wei shook his head, "It's inconvenient."

Sister Huang said: "What's the inconvenience? I, Aye, were like this before, even in winter, I would keep my upper body bare."

There is a stove next to it, so the indoor temperature is very high. Even in winter, the temperature of the stove and the heated iron materials makes people not feel cold.

King Wei glanced at her.

"Take it off!"

Sister Huang said boldly: "I don't even feel that I am at a disadvantage, what are you afraid of?"

King Wei hesitated and took off his clothes.

His muscles looked very even, with no bulging lumps of flesh visible.

oops!

It seems like I took advantage!

Sister Huang glanced at it, then looked at it again...

Then he vowed to take one last look, and then continued to look.

King Wei began to swing the hammer, and the muscles in his body trembled together.

After the horizontal knife is made, the next step is to polish it.

King Wei put down the hammer and turned around but did not see Sister Huang.

"Big sister! Big sister!"

"Why!"

Sister Huang came in from behind with her sleeves rolled up and her hands wet.

"alright?"

"Um!"

Sister Huang said happily: "It's so fast!"

King Wei took a hoe he had made yesterday to trim it.

"Big sister!"

A woman came and when she saw King Wei there, she smiled and said, "It's Li Er!"

"Mrs. Qian." King Wei nodded, "Where are you with the hoe? Just wait!"

Madam Qian smiled and glanced at his naked upper body from time to time, "Don't be in a hurry."

King Wei worked very seriously.

Lady Qian asked: "Why is your hoe thinner than usual?"

"The porcelain is solid."

King Wei handed her the hoe and said, "Try it."

Mrs. Qian tried it, "Hey! Don't tell me, it's really heavy!"

King Wei smiled and said: "No. If someone else hits you one time, I will hit you ten times. This hoe is naturally thinner, but it is stronger and can last a long time. Who is better?"

Lady Qian glanced at his muscles and said, "Of course it's your fault."

The jokes between men and women in the market often have some color, and people who are used to it will return it casually.

There is nothing to worry about, it is just a kind of release from the pressure of life.

King Wei still introduced enthusiastically, "Not only the hoes, but also the kitchen knives at home need to be polished frequently? Is it because they are not tempered enough? Do you know how to make steel?"

Madam Qian nodded, "Didn't you say it was a magic weapon?"

King Wei smiled and said: "It's not a magic weapon, it's just a weapon that you're willing to put in the effort to temper! All the ones I have here are like this. So, you will only know if something is good or not after you use it."

"This is the truth. You will know it after you use it." Madam Qian teased again.

An old man passing by outside heard this and said with a smile: "Since Li Er came, the business has gotten better and better!"

King Wei cupped his hand and said, "Hello, Your Majesty."

"Okay!" The old man nodded, "He is a polite person."

"This shop is a century-old shop, look for it..." King Wei pointed to the signboard, "Huang's Blacksmith Shop."

Sister Huang came in, put down the broom, and said hello to the two of them with a smile.

"Sister, what a blessing!" Mrs. Qian raised her chin at King Wei's upper body with an ambiguous look of envy.

The old man smiled and said: "My eldest sister is strong, she deserves this."

The two left immediately.

There are some pedestrians outside from time to time.

A man in green clothes walked slowly by and glanced inside as if by accident.

King Wei stood there and glanced at him.

The man glanced at Sister Huang again, with a look of envy in his eyes.

"I'm going back first."

King Wei said.

"Ah! Wait a minute!" Sister Huang said, "I just washed your clothes. The sun is strong and they will be completely dry in a while."

“Let’s bake it!”

"good!"

The weather was hot, and my clothes were dried in just a few minutes.

"The clothes are roasted and spoil quickly!" Huang Damei muttered, straightened the clothes and helped him put them on.

"I'm leaving." King Wei turned around.

"Tomorrow I will make mutton pancakes, please come earlier!"

Sister Huang stood by the door.

King Wei turned around and glanced at her, "Keep the door closed tonight."

Sister Huang was happy, "There is a knife next to my bed."

King Wei took two steps and turned back, "By the way, I almost forgot. You need to add more green onions to the mutton pancakes. You forgot to add green onions last time and the taste was a bit strong."

“Many people like the pungent taste of mutton!”

It's rare for a poor person to eat mutton. When he eats it, he wishes he could retain all the taste of the mutton, so that he can have a long aftertaste.

"I can eat it more often in the future." King Wei said.

"I'm afraid that's not possible!" Huang Damei is very good at calculating. "Unless there is a cross-cutting business every day, if you eat often, you will be poor. Besides, you have to save some money."

"I also have money." King Wei said.

Sister Huang smiled and said, "How much money can you have?"

"Enough for mutton."

"real?"

King Wei said seriously: "Really."
To be continued...