When he arrived at Zhoutong Hardware Store, Lao Zhou had just opened the store door.

"Why are your face a little pale? Did you get too intense last night?" Ling Li asked.

"Get out, you can't spit out ivory in your mouth." Zhou Tong said angrily, "It's not for you. If the old man hadn't been damaged by his meridians and the recovery of the star source power was slow, he wouldn't have retired from the army. Yesterday, in order to kill you that broken knife, the star source power consumed could not recover for more than ten days. You kid still have a little conscience, I will leave all the shop to take care of you today. The old man has to go back to the house to meditate and recover."

After Zhou Tong cursed for a few words, he turned around and returned to his residence, throwing the entire store directly to Ling Li to take care of him.

It turns out that building that knife requires the power of stars. No wonder I saw Lao Zhou smacking the iron last night, and the surface of the hammer seemed to be emitting a layer of red light. At first, I thought it was because of the reflection of the fire, but now when I think about it carefully, it turned out that Lao Zhou was pouring the power of stars into the hammer. Although he was scolded by the old guy as soon as he met, Ling Li felt very warm and full of gratitude. It was not easy to absorb and refine the power of stars in the warrior's body, and it would not easily consume power for irrelevant people.

He looked at Lao Zhou's back and entered the room, then picked up a broom and dustpan to carefully clean the store, then took a rag and wiped the counter and shelves. Since he entered the store as an apprentice, for more than two years, this kind of miscellaneous work has been handed over to him, and it has become a habit.

The hardware store's business was not good. After sitting in the store for half an hour, no business came to the door. Ling Li couldn't help but feel bored, so he picked up the "Yearbook of the Alien of the Ancient Biology" that was almost broken. He has become accustomed to the deserted shop over the years. Zhou Tong didn't study much, but because the store sometimes deals with pioneers, purchasing some minerals, medicinal materials, fur, bones and other refining materials on strange beasts, the store has the Federally published reference books such as "Yearbook of the Ancient Biology", "Collection of the Alien of the Alien of the Ancient Biology" and "Continental Mineral Yearbook" for easier search and comparison.

Many of the contents here are things to learn in school classes such as Biology, Physics and Geography.

In the past two and a half years, Ling Li has read these encyclopedia-like reference books back and forth in Zhou Tong's hardware store for more than ten times, and he can almost memorize the contents in them to the level of memorizing them.

However, most of the contents of this kind of publication for civilians are common common organisms or minerals, and some powerful or rare animals, plants and minerals are not included.

Because he had nothing to do, Ling Li's boring way was to memorize the content of these reference books silently, which was indeed a bit idle and uncomfortable. However, this was also beneficial. At least his grades were always excellent in the three related courses. Every time he took the exam, only the main courses of Chinese and mathematics were hindering, and the final total score could only be considered to be middle-aged and upper-middle in the class.

Just as Ling Li was half open and memorizing the book "Alien Biology Picture Album" for half again, his classmate Lin Liang leaned in from outside the door.

Ling Li raised his head and said, "Bamboo, is there something wrong?"

Lin Liang is thin and tall, and the nickname "Bamboo" is very appropriate.

Seeing that Ling Li was the only one in the store, Lin Liang walked in with a kettle in his hand, "It turns out that you are in the store. Just in time, I burned the kettle at home and helped me fix it."

Ling Li stood up, "You are not tired if you walk over two streets with a broken kettle?"

Lin Liang looked bitterly: "I'm not just busy doing my homework. I told me before going out, but I forgot. The blacksmith at my doorstep is very ingenious. This pot is actually two dollars. I remember you. Fortunately, you are in this shop, otherwise I would have to be beaten up when my father comes back at noon."

Ling Li picked up the iron kettle from Lin Liang's hand and looked backwards: "You are so good, you burn such a big hole. Your father beat you up not because you burned the kettle, but because you didn't care about doing things."

"Aren't I doing my homework? I forgot it accidentally."

"You must be very focused when doing your homework. You should lift the kettle before doing your homework."

"Don't I still want to drink some boiled water..."

Ling Li said: "Okay, you always make sense... If I were not here, you would definitely be beaten up."

As he spoke, he used a small file to trim the hole in the iron kettle, then found a piece of tin sheet, and found that it was not big enough, so he churned in the scrap box under the shelf a few times, found a piece of alloy iron sheet the size of a fingernail, and stuffed it into the repaired flat hole.

Repairing pots and basins is not difficult. Most people do not have any handy tools and materials at home.

Ling Li put the iron pot on the steel field, picked up the small iron hammer and started to beat it up, first riveting the small iron piece with the hole at the bottom of the pot.

"No wonder you have such good grades in manual classes. The alloy arm guard that Teacher Fu awarded you yesterday was said to be worth more than 300 yuan. Many students were jealous of them." Lin Liang said while watching Ling Li work.

Ling Li smiled, stood up, and came to the hand-cranked grinding wheel to smooth the riveted edges. "This thing has no technical content, so it's enough to do too much. By the way, which university are you going to apply for?"

Lin Liang opened his mouth: "I... haven't thought about it yet."

Ling Li said: "You have good grades and should be able to pass the exam."

As the two were talking, they saw two customers coming into the store. They were both in their thirties, one tall and one short, with unshaven beards and stains on their bodies. They looked like pioneers who were taking risks outside the city.

"What do you need?" Ling Li put down the iron kettle and asked politely.

The two men first looked at Ling Li, then glanced at the store, and asked, "Are you here, boss? We have some materials to sell!"

Zhou Tong's hardware store not only sells goods, but also purchases some materials for making weapons, armor or tools. Since the purchase price is slightly higher than that of the government, pioneers often come to sell some things. Ling Li has seen many such scenes. In addition to some special items, he can make the decision to acquire most of the ordinary materials.

Lao Zhou was practicing in the back room to restore the power of the star source. Ling Li was not willing to disturb him for such a trivial matter.

So he spoke, "The boss is not here, I can make decisions on what you two want to sell."

"How much does a squirrel's skin cost?" the short man asked.

"I have to see things before I can bid," Ling Li said.

The tall man nodded, "The thing is outside, come with us to see." After that, he turned around and walked out.
Chapter completed!