After Emptying the Enemy’s Warehouse, He Carried Supplies To Survive the Disaster Years

 The six blacksmith shops near the edge of the town are brightly lit, and the red iron furnaces exude a scorching temperature.

The shirtless man swung the hammer down and down, causing sparks to fly.

The two people standing on the street felt a wave of heat hitting their faces.

Ziyu picked an iron shop owned by three generations of old, middle-aged and young people and walked over to it, not dissatisfied with the heat, and approached the old man who was pulling the bellows.

 “Old man, it’s late at night and you haven’t rested yet. How long are you going to work?”

The old man, whose eyes were half closed, opened his left eye and glanced at the rich young man in front of him, and said calmly.

 “Young Master is not from this town!”

 …

“I don’t know how many farm tools you need, but a small amount is fine.

It can also be divided into ten acres of land, and the baby can also go to the private school in Zhuangzi ... "

It’s even more unthinkable to go to a private school, as your children and grandchildren have never attended school for a day.

Li Bai stood like a wooden stake on the side, sweat dripping from his forehead.

If you are not satisfied with Zhuangzi, you can regret and leave at any time, and the wages advanced will not be recovered. "

With the jingle of copper smelting people falling asleep, it disappeared into the night.

 In half a cup of tea, he got all the information about the six blacksmith shops. “Old man, my farm needs a group of craftsmen.

 The old man who tested gold with his teeth didn't care whether the gold was real or fake, so he spoke hurriedly.

 “This old man is quite smart, he must have made the difference.”

 …

The old surname is Qi, and people are bold, and the three generations of three generations are all iron.

At that time, let alone leaving, it was impossible to steal information.

“I’ll give each of you one ingot, which is calculated as one year’s salary in advance.

 The old man who looked excited just now lowered his head in frustration.

 As long as Young Master can draw the blueprint, there is nothing that my Qi family cannot build. "

Ziyu, who had made up her mind, took the opportunity of paying money to chat with the old man for a while.

 “Come and blow the bellows for the old man, keep the fire medium high!”

“However, the mayor Ruan Guangyu will not let any blacksmith go.

 “Haha, you didn’t pass the emotion class!”

 The iron men who stopped forging went their separate ways and found the heads of the five blacksmith shops.

Ziyu was too lazy to deal with this guy who was always in heat, so he just went to watch the blacksmith.

 An hour later, there was no one in front of the bustling blacksmith shop.

 Misstep!

It was really hard to rest, the whole family worked in shifts, and even the old woman and daughter-in-law at home had to come to help.

 “One or two!”

“It’s better to take him back, so as not to have to look for someone else in the future.”

 The gleaming gold under the firelight immediately caught the old man's attention.

"Old man, can you sell me some of your farm tools?" Ziyu, who was happy to deceive the old man, finally revealed his intention.

Listen to me, can I recruit people with these conditions? "

If you just come out of the wolf's den and enter the tiger's den again, wouldn't it cost the life of the whole family?

 Ziyu took out six ingots and ten taels of gold from her sleeve pocket, spread out her palms and said.

When the old man came over with several more strings of hoes and sickles, there were a total of one hundred and twenty hoes and two hundred sickles, which was far from the amount needed by Daxia Fort.

“Young master, what you say is true, what guarantee can you give?

Ziyu whispered to Libai, and the hot air blew in his ears, making Libai's heart and hair tighten.

 The family could not even afford food and clothing, and they had to work overtime until dawn every day because of a large shortage of farm tools.

 …

Since when did the little guy become so good at flattering? Why didn't he know it at all?

 Making weapons is the highlight of Daxia Fort.

A few people took a deep look at Ziyu, who smiled calmly and nodded.

 The age difference between the five of them was less than ten years, so they immediately contacted Old Man Tie for confirmation.

His family has been blacksmithing for generations, doing hard physical work and earning hard-earned money.

 The old man dragged a bunch of hoes and sickles over and put them down, then turned and entered another blacksmith shop.

 Five people, including Tie Sledgehammer, nodded in agreement with Qi Daer's words.

 It seems that she was still too strictly controlled before, burying some of her original nature.

 “Deal, as much as you want, trade now!”

Li Bai, who was standing aside, took a quick step and sat down. His hand pulling the bellows kept moving at a constant speed, and the whirring flames were actually the same size as when the old man was there.

I know a few words and can only write their names. He taught me!

This is called cutting out the middlemen and getting the goods directly from the place where they come from!

To prove her sincerity, Ziyu took out five taels of gold ingots from the purse at her waist and showed them to the old man.

 Provide three feeding tubes a day, and a separate courtyard where the whole family can stay.

The old man raised a finger and whispered, that sinister look on his face was even more vulgar than Ziyu.

 …

 “Young Master, look at me as an old man!”

“My farm is relatively large, and the farm tools wear out quickly.

 …

 Those that are too much will not work. Those will be handed over to the government. The blacksmith shops in the town only take wages. "

The two of them coincided with each other. Only by taking away the craftsmen and blacksmithing tools would it be beneficial to the long-term development of Daxia Fort.

 “Daughter-in-law, you seduced me again!” The hoarse voice gritted his teeth.

He could only show his dissatisfaction by making loud noises from the bellows in his hand, while he lowered his head and silently counted the stringed hoes and sickles.

 He rubbed his hands and commanded.

“If you want to leave, go as early as possible, go back and pack your things, and take away what you can with you overnight.”

“Li Bai, how about we take all these away?”

Although the conditions Ziyu mentioned are very tempting, they are also afraid of being deceived.

 As soon as I came here, I thought about the two people serving the same pot. No one can compare.

 “Young Master, you take what you say seriously, my family will go!”

Li Bai saw his wife staring at the man, her temples twitching, but she didn't dare to make any move.

Qi Dangda, who is about forty years old, is vaguely the leader of the six.

He stood up in a flash, patted his lean chest and said.

I saw old man Tie telling his sons and grandsons to stop, and they put their heads together and whispered.

"Old man, we can do this..." Ziyu muttered again, and the old man's eyes dangled.

How can an old man who has lived for most of his life stand up to Ziyu's clichés that have been professionally trained?

Of course the five of them understood that if Qi boldly told them, the people sent by the mayor to monitor them would appear at dawn.

Ziyu gave him a thumbs up without hesitation, and Li Bai pulled even harder after receiving the praise.

 The six people, whose eyes were shining brightly at the gold ingots, stretched out their hands to grab one, put it in their mouths and bit it in unison.

 Twenty-five hoes and thirty sickles, counted over and over again.

Ziyu, who did not state her words directly, looked worried about her family.

“It’s real gold!” Qi boldly said happily.

 90% of the farm tools he made are in his hands, and they are so fat that they drip with oil. "

Ziyu, who didn't feel flattered at all, gave the old man another good rainbow fart and talked to the old man so much that he opened his eyes and a proud smile flashed on his face.

 After his repeated assurances, they walked towards Ziyu and Libai together.

 “The old man has sharp eyes and can recognize it at a glance. I admire him!”

Ziyu moved her hand to include all the blacksmith shops at the door.

Only the iron stove with the remaining flames was steaming, and a masked man in black appeared on the wall.

 The man in black jumped off the wall nimbly and ran around the blacksmith shop.

 Nothing was left where it passed, even the heavy iron furnace containing molten iron disappeared.