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Chapter 41 Small Blacksmith Shop
Li Wen's answer was not unexpected by Shen Jiangge.

Shen Jiangge just nodded silently, but for a moment in his heart, he wanted to knock this kid out and carry him away.

——This kid is really clueless, which shows that he hasn’t hit enough walls...

——He wanted to seek fame, but Mo Jinzhan came back because he was thinking about his family's precious military classics... If he went to seek fame rashly, he might not even know how he died in the end.

But it was not convenient for Shen Jiangge to tell Li Wen clearly.

Finally, she had no choice but to smile and said, "If Brother Li doesn't mind, I can help you meet Mo Jinzhan."

She had thought about it, if Mo Jinzhan dared to detain Li Wen, with her skills, it would not be a big problem to take him out.

In this way, this guy who has hit a wall will agree to follow her.

"If Jiang Ge can help, that would be great!"

Li Wen was very simple, and he didn't know what Shen Jiangge was planning.

His "couldn't be better" is a "couldn't be better" from the heart.

Shen Jiangge coughed to cover up his guilt, and said hastily: "You can clean up later, and I will take you there. I think there must be a lot of people visiting Mo Jinzhan during the day. In terms of seniority, I'm afraid you won't be able to attend."

"so what should I do now?"

Li Wen frowned with worry.

"It's okay. After Youshi, you just come with me."

Li Wen felt relieved when he saw Shen Jiangge being so determined.

"Then there's the Song of Lao Jiang."

Li Wen bent down and bowed sincerely.

Shen Jiangge smiled slightly and said slowly: "Brother Li, you're welcome."

After she finished speaking, she approached the window and opened it. Outside was Mo Jinzhan's sedan chair passing downstairs.

All the people knelt down voluntarily and shouted, "Welcome Mr. Mo——".

But Mo Jinzhan was always in the sedan, without even opening the curtain door.

"It seems that Lord Mo is very favored by the Holy Spirit..."

There was a sneer on Shen Jiangge's lips, and she had no good impression of Mo Jinzhan in her heart.

——A person who doesn’t even greet his fellow villagers when he returns home, no matter how powerful he is, what kind of talent can he be?
Li Wen stood behind Shen Jiangge and frowned slightly while looking at the scene in front of him.

"Even if you are favored by the Holy Spirit, you shouldn't be so arrogant..."

Li Wen couldn't help but murmured softly.

"Okay, this matter is beyond our control. You still have other people to ask for."

Shen Jiangge smiled and patted Li Wen's shoulder, raised his eyebrows and said: "I heard that Jianxi not only produces talented people and beauties, but also has first-class iron-making technology. By coincidence, my knife was broken. After a while, Go out and find a blacksmith to fix it."

"The blacksmith shop at the northernmost gate of the city is the best blacksmith shop in Pingning Town. You can try it."

Li Wen grinned, pointed to the street to the north and said.

"Yeah. Okay. Thank you."

Shen Jiangge nodded, smiled at Li Wen and went downstairs.

Li Wen looked from the window and saw Shen Jiangge walking all the way towards the streets in the north of the city.

Both sides of the street were lined with people who couldn't afford to kneel down. She was the only one walking forward carelessly with her head held high, which made her look particularly awkward.

She didn't care whether the number was reasonable or not, and whether Mo Jinzhan's people would drive her away, she just walked her own path. "It seems that Jiang Ge's temperament is really different from ordinary people..."

Li Wen watched Shen Jiangge walk away and murmured to himself.

After these days of companionship, he got to know Shen Jiangge to some extent. He felt that she was different from other women, and it was this difference that made him admire her.

The wind outside the window blew the green willows, swaying gently, and also covered Shen Jiangge's figure as he walked forward.

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The blacksmith shop in the north of the city is right next to the north city gate. There are many people coming and going. Most of them will take a second look when they pass by this blacksmith shop.

The blacksmith in the blacksmith shop is a young shirtless guy with dark skin but all the muscles on his body are visible.

He had a long white scarf tied on his forehead, and his eyes were fixed on the iron tool he was forging under his thick black eyebrows, for fear that something might go wrong.

Xu Shi had been roasted by charcoal fire for many years, and his face was already a little dark and red. Big beads of sweat were constantly sliding from his forehead and dripping into the fire. "Crack--" there was a crisp sound. , a faint wisp of green smoke curled up.

There were many large and small scars on his chest, apparently caused by forged iron tools.

He had been immersed in hammering iron tools, banging with a huge hammer, and never uttered a cry.

Behind him, there was a white-haired old man lying half on a rocking chair. There was a cup of steaming tea beside the table. The old man's eyes were squinted and he seemed to have fallen asleep.

Shen Jiangge stood on the opposite side of the street and looked at the old man and the young man. He began to understand why Li Wen said that this blacksmith shop was the best shop in Pingning Town.

She smiled slightly and was about to step forward to say hello to the young man, but she saw the young man wiped the sweat from his forehead with his arm and asked the old man in a heavy breath: "Master, what do you think of this?"

But the old man didn't even look at the sword in the young man's hand and said lazily: "The heat is still [-]% less, let's continue fighting."

"Yes."

The young man did not refute the old man at all, but answered respectfully and continued to work hard.

The moment he turned his head, he saw Shen Jiangge, so he smiled and asked, "Girl, come to forge iron?"

Shen Jiangge nodded, took out two knives and handed them to the young man. He said slowly: "I have carried these two knives with me for many years. I was injured a few days ago. I wonder if I can repair them?"

The young man put down the sword with a naive smile, wiped his hands and took the two knives from Shen Jiangge. He looked at them carefully for several times before hesitatingly said: "Girl, the material of these two knives is the finest thousand-year-old cold iron." It is cast, and rare ores from the Western Region are added to it. This material... I'm afraid it's hard to find here..."

"Is there no way to fix it?"

After listening to Shen Jiangge, he looked disappointed.

"Sorry, girl."

Just when the young man was about to hand the two knives back to Shen Jiangge, the old man on the recliner opened his eyes.

"Boy, show me that knife."

The old man said to the young man.

A trace of surprise flashed across the young man's face. He approached the old man and handed the knife to the old man respectfully.

The old man took the knife and narrowed his cloudy eyes. After a few glances, his expression suddenly changed!
He suddenly jumped up from the recliner, walked to Shen Jiangge with trembling hands, and asked with doubt and respect in his eyes: "Where did these two knives come from, girl?"

Shen Jiangge didn't know what happened. Seeing that the old man didn't seem to be hostile, she smiled and replied: "Old sir, these two knives have been worn by me since I was a child while practicing martial arts. They have been with me for 15 years."

"15 years? 15 years..."

There was a trace of melancholy on the old man's old face. His eyes looked deeply at Shen Jiangge, and there was a depth in his eyes that she couldn't understand.

And his hand full of vicissitudes of life gently brushed against the two knives, as if he was caressing a peerless treasure, and he did not put it down for a long time.

After a long time, he hunched over and sighed deeply.

(End of this chapter)