After a rain broke out in Niu Family, the eaves of falling leaves were still hanging with raindrops and falling to people's shoulders. Geng Qing took the stones and walked up the bluestone steps. The blacksmith shop opposite stopped with a jingle and iron thunder. The three and five thick blacksmiths hung their hammers with fierce eyes. Seeing that the four of them were wearing clothes, they didn't seem to be coming to visit business, but when they came to the door, he didn't want to make things difficult. He grabbed a towel and wiped his sweat, showing a little smile.

"Take it over."

"I've picked it up on the road. I'm so tired. I don't know the master's surname?" Geng Qing smiled, bowed politely, and handed the stone to the other party. His palms were wide and calluses, which looked a bit scary. Dachun and the other two seemed afraid of him, so they stood on the street and didn't dare to go up.

"My surname is Wang."

The blacksmith was about forty years old. He was quite experienced and looked around with the stones. He walked over to the anvil supported by the wooden stakes, and hit the stones with a hammer. He smashed them into his hand and blew them hard, then he blew away the fine residue. Then he used his fingers to twist the black particles of different sizes and pondered for a moment, "It's iron ore, but unfortunately it's not pure. It's too different from those sold from the yamen. You're not worth much money."

"So that's it. When you see that the master is a skilled craftsman, what you say is convincing." Geng Qing smiled and bowed to thank him. As for the ore, it doesn't matter whether it is pure or not. He doesn't sell it anyway. The consequences of privately selling iron and salt in ancient times are still somewhat clearer.

The words paused, and as he was talking, Geng Qing glanced at the sight of him, and looked slightly, his eyes slanted to the corners of his eyes. On the street outside the store, several figures stood along the street.

The sky was blue, and those people were wearing straw raincoats, and they were not tall and ordinary clothes were no different from ordinary people. They were either squatting or standing and chatting with their companions, but they were looking at the blacksmith shop from time to time.

‘These people dressed up, probably because they were outside before the rain stopped.’

Geng Qing's heart skipped a beat, and he still had a smile on his face and spoke to the blacksmith opposite him, and then asked, "I wonder if there are any rivets in the shop to sell?"

The blacksmith was also a generous man. He put down the hammer, turned his head and called the woman in the back hall to take a small sack, and then went to the anvil. He grabbed a handful of it in his hand and weighed it.

"A handful of fifty cents per hand, about thirty pieces, and if there are too many, you will count on your own."

"It's true, just follow what you said." Geng Qing didn't say much, and asked the blacksmith's wife to find the linen bag, then turned around and called out to Dachun and the other two who were still on the street, asking the three of them to come in and put away the things.

Seeing that the transaction was complete, the blacksmith smiled and went to get the hammer again, "You are satisfied with the things, should you..."

"No hurry, I'll take a look at the others."

Geng Qing coughed twice and told Dachun and the other two not to go out. He carried his hands and walked around the blacksmith in the shop. With the tingling sound, the blacksmith thought he wanted to pick something, so he nodded his head with a smile and pointed to the farm tools hanging on the wall that had not yet been opened. "Then you can just watch whatever you see, and talk to me again."

In addition to a wrought iron stove and anvil, the blacksmith on the wall pointed out by the blacksmith. Geng Qing looked at it and glanced outside, then stopped looking. He found a stool in the shop and sat down. Now that going out is like a sheep entering the tiger's mouth, he simply pulled the blacksmith to talk about homework.

"Master, how many years have you been opening this blacksmith shop in Niujiaji?"

"It's been more than ten years." On the other side, Wang Blacksmith stopped his hand after hitting the hoe. While speaking, he used long pliers to hold the prototype hoe and sent it to the stove. "Most of the villages with a radius of more than ten miles are used to handle the farm tools of the family."

Speaking of this, the blacksmith was also a little proud. He turned around and looked at Dachun and the others, his eyes turned to Geng Qing again, and touched the thick beard at his mouth.

"This is my family's ancestral craft. I can't lose it. In the future, I will pass it on to my children and grandchildren. No matter how old the age is, I will never starve to death!"

"That's that's that, the master thought it through."

Geng Qing made a few compliments, and continued to say something, without mentioning the matter of paying for leaving. The blacksmith there patiently told him that it was not easy to drive people away.

A spring rain stopped, and the cold and muddy streets gradually increased. Four eyes were staring at the blacksmith shop over there, and some doubtful voices sounded.

“…it’s almost noon, why haven’t you come out yet?”

"Damn...my legs are numb."

"I won't slip through the back door, will I?"

"Go and take a look."

"Just go over and kill it and it will be done."

"Fuck, then the four of us can only become enemies. We will stare at it and take action when there is no one else!"

The wind blew the eaves, and the falling water stains were shaking, and four figures wearing straw raincoats turned towards the blacksmith shop. At this time, the blacksmith in the shop looked at the young man smiling and bending his face, and he had the urge to drive away people.

"It's time to eat."

In the back hall, the woman pushed the door and called him, but she realized that it was noon. The blacksmith suppressed her anger and issued an order to expel her guests by eating.

"Haha... I've almost forgotten that it's noon when I talk to my little brother. Why not stay and have a meal."

If ordinary people heard this kind of politeness, they would naturally pay the bill and say goodbye. However, Geng Qing would not dare to go out now. He followed the other party's words, nodded, stood up, and clasped his fists politely, "Talking to the master is just a matter of getting along. It just happened to be a lunch, so we'll be chatting!"

As he said that, he invited Dachun and the other two to go to the back hall for dinner together. Seeing that they were skilled as their own, Wang Blacksmith, who was standing alone by the stove, was twitching, and he almost couldn't help but get the hammer on the anvil.

When he held the hammer handle, several footsteps stepped into the eaves. The blacksmith with angered beard turned around with his eyes. Seeing the four big men wearing straw raincoats, he suppressed his anger and asked in a low voice: "What do you want?"

Over there, the tall and thin man in the head raised his face and shook the beard on his lips and looked inside.

"Where are the four people in your shop just now?"

The blacksmith was stunned for a moment. He probably thought it was the young elder, so he suppressed his anger and pointed inside: "They are having a meal, should you come too?"

Hiss ~~

The four people outside looked down. They had been in the town for a few years, so they naturally knew each other. But they didn't expect that the blacksmith and Geng Qing were still familiar relatives, otherwise how could they still have dinner at his house?

Looking up and down at the blacksmith Wang in front of him, he had a tangled muscles and a strong body. If he swung the hammer, the four of them might not have been able to do it.

"Oh, it's you."

Just after a moment of stalemate, Geng Qing's voice suddenly sounded at the door of the back hall. The four of them looked over and the blacksmith also turned around and saw Geng Qing and the other three coming out with bowls.

At present, I believe that the guest knew the four people outside, and he didn't say much to give them the place to eat. He went back to the back hall for dinner, but as soon as he sat down, his wife scolded him.

"I only made a few money in fifty dynasties, but I hadn't gotten it yet, so I offered a meal for someone." "You still have the face to come in and go out to watch..." "What if I take our rivets and run away without paying them?" In the yelling words, the blacksmith quickly dig a few bites and went out calmly.

At this moment, Dachun and the other two looked at Geng Qing with their pen holding it at a loss. The latter was also a little scared, but they couldn't make it out. They were smiling and slightly shaking hands gently putting the bowl off the anvil. They walked to the door by the people passing by the town outside, bulging their chests and stabilizing their voices.

"Liu Gang's people? Kill me?"

Seeing that the four people didn't say anything, they just stared at him. Geng Qing didn't hesitate, stepped out of the threshold, stood opposite the four people, and suddenly raised his hand, which shocked the four big men on the other side to subconsciously touched their arms.

Geng Qing took the courage to pat one of them on the collar and whispered: "I think it's a good deal in front of so many people? I have a good relationship with An Sibing and have met the county magistrate. If I die at the hands of four, those four will not only leave their hometowns, but also have to hide their names for the rest of their lives, and live a frightened life... Of course, for the sake of loyalty, I will insist on killing me, which is considered my unlucky, but the money he gives you can be enough for you four to enjoy for the rest of your life?"

Withdrawing his hand, Geng Qing still took two steps back with a smile, took the bowl again, and dipped it into his mouth, "Four people might as well think about it here. I'll go back to the back hall for dinner. After eating, let's just take a look."

After saying that, he held the bowl and chopsticks and held his fist, which was quite like a hero in the world. He turned around and called Dachun and the other two who were still watching. When he met the blacksmith who was coming out, he took care of the four people outside.

"you!"

The blacksmith was angry and didn't dare to vent his anger. He clenched his fists and walked out in anger. Seeing the four big men standing in a row over there, he didn't give the other party a good look. He picked up the hammer and vented his anger and knocked on an iron bar.

In the midst of the ping-pong movement, Geng Qing, who sat down again in the back hall, quickly finished the rice grains in the bowl, picked up another bite of vegetables and stuffed them into his mouth. Before Dachun could pick up a chopstick, he pulled the other two people up and called out, "Run!"

The four of them rushed to the back door. The woman who was still sitting at the table fell to the ground with a "splash". She then realized when she looked at the shaking door. She screamed with her throat, shook her two pieces of meat on her chest and rushed to the door, pointing anxiously towards the back door towards the husband in the shop.

"The head of the family! Those four people ran... ran away!"

When the four big men outside heard this, they turned around and wanted to chase after him. They were familiar with the streets and alleys of the town and wanted to catch each other. However, before they left, one of them suddenly felt a pain in his shoulder and rushed to the ground crookedly.

The remaining three people turned around and saw the burly blacksmith rushing out with a hammer. His depressed anger finally burst out and he started to scream.

"I'll beat you to death-"

The blacksmith's wife also followed behind, rushed to the door with a wooden stick, and shouted to the pedestrians passing by: "Come here, these four people instructed their accomplices to slap my rivets! Come here, come here, find the official in the village and catch them!!"

The three of them saw figures coming out of the surrounding buildings. They pulled up their shoulders and were beaten with a pounding companion, hats and straw raincoats, pushed away the blacksmith who rushed over and ran away.

The sound of chaos spread. The four people running away were watching the scene with interest in the direction behind the scenes.
Chapter completed!