Datang: Picking up a little Si Zi and accidentally admitting his kinship with blood?

Chapter 122 The magic weapon is released!Will leave Liangzhou!
The sky was getting dark, and there were constant sounds in the backyard of the blacksmith shop in the north of the city.

Song Laosan and Man Laosan were sweating profusely. They didn't take a break for almost the whole afternoon, and they devoted all their energy to building magic weapons for Li Fei.

At this moment, three daggers that were almost finished were being burned in the furnace. Song Laosan's eyes were fixed on the furnace: "Barbarian, blow on the oxygen!"

The third man was clumsily controlling the oxygen bottle while wiping the sweat from his forehead: "How is it?"

"It'll be ready soon. Just keep it at this temperature. Don't blow it too much!"

Not long after, Song Laosan finally finished quenching the three daggers with a "chi chi chi" sound, and the entire forging process was completed perfectly!
Looking at the three finished magic weapons, they were black and shiny, and the edge of the blade seemed to be flashing with a heart-stopping cold light. Song Laosan looked extremely satisfied.

Li Fei also looked over, and after looking at it for a moment, he extended his thumb: "Song Laosan, your skills are already at the level of a master, and you are ready to become a master!"

The three-edged spur, the Malay sword, and a Nepali saber were exactly the same as Li Fei's idea, without any difference.

After hearing Li Fei's compliment, Song Laosan couldn't help but feel dumbfounded.

For many years, no one in the entire Tang Dynasty dared to say such words in front of Song Laosan. Unexpectedly, he was praised by a young boy today, which made him laugh and cry.

But Song Laosan didn't feel disgusted at all, because during the forging process, Li Fei's advice was always just right, which scared even Song Laosan.

After putting away the three close-range weapons, Song Laosan thoughtfully made a set of weapon slots for him.

Li Fei was not idle all afternoon. He was holding a pile of stapled papers in his hand and handed it to Song Laosan: "These are some forging-related things that I have studied. You can take a look. Remember to put it away afterward, otherwise it may not be a good thing if it spreads."

In return, Song Laosan was willing to work hard to help him build weapons. Li Fei also copied some details from the "Modern Forging Technology" and gave them to Song Laosan.

Song Laosan took it with a puzzled expression, opened it and took a few glances, then his expression became solemn.

After a while, he put the pile of papers away, looked at Li Fei and said seriously: "It's really just a trick. I originally thought of recruiting a successor, but in the end I found a master?"

Li Fei laughed: "That's impossible to say. The elder is the best. Song Laosan, you are rich in experience. I can only talk about it on paper. Many of them need practice to know whether it is feasible..."

Not long after, several people packed up and left the blacksmith shop.

The bright moon hangs high, and clouds come to the restaurant.

The lights were on in the front hall, and seven or eight dishes of various colors were placed on a large table made up of two square tables.

The aroma is fragrant and the tempting taste makes people salivate.

At the table, Lao Wang, the waiter, Song Lao San, and Man Lao San were sitting together. Li Fei, who came out of the kitchen, put the last dish of mutton fried with green onions on the table and sat down with a smile.

“I really didn’t expect Brother Li to have such cooking skills!”

"Young master's craftsmanship is invincible in the entire Tang Dynasty..."

"Brother, I want to eat this!"

Following Li Fei's greeting, the group of people couldn't bear it any longer and started using their chopsticks. They had no time to gossip for a while.

Li Fei also took out a pile of good wine from the storage space, which was home-brewed wine, and filled it up for several people.

Drinking wine and eating food, the atmosphere in the house is uniquely warm.

After half a day of drinking, Lao Wang was already a little drunk. He remembered that there was something he had not said, so he quickly said: "Master, I heard that Sifang Restaurant and Pingfeng Restaurant are about to be sold. Do we want to take over it?" Sifang Restaurant and Pingfeng Restaurant are located in a cold area. The prosperous location of the prefecture, one in the center of the city and the other at the main city gate, are both excellent geographical locations.

The news that Li Fei was leaving had already been announced when several people came over. At this time, Lao Wang also looked at Li Fei for advice.

"If you can, just take it directly. This is a door-to-door deal!"

Li Fei said without hesitation.

Li Niansheng and Zhao Dongyang are both dead. If we take over such a well-located restaurant, we can still make a profit even if we continue the original business.

What's more, Li Fei has already saved the recipes for the dishes on the table tonight, which is enough for Lao Wang to open two new restaurants.

However, Li Fei looked at Man Lao San again and said, "It's okay to acquire a restaurant, but Liangzhou is still a bit chaotic. We need Man Lao San's help with this matter. You two should discuss what to do."

The largest bandit den outside the city is Man Lao San's bandit den. With Man Lao San covering the restaurant, there should be no problems.

Man Laosan nodded when he heard this and said seriously: "This is feasible. I can take this opportunity to lead my brothers to be good, and I don't have to live such a life of fear."

"Pfft..." Song Laosan spat out a mouthful of wine, "You want to say wash your hands in a golden basin, right?"

What does it mean to be a good person?
"Hahaha……"

"There's something wrong with you, you old man..."

"Brother, what are you laughing at?"

The whole room burst into laughter. Man Lao San was embarrassed. He didn’t know whether it was because of drinking or because he was ashamed. He shouted: “Okay, okay, I haven’t read a book, okay?”

While chatting and joking, several people continued to exchange glasses, and drank a lot more, until they saw the bottom of the pool of sake.

Lao Wang and the waiter had fallen asleep on the table, and the third man was also dizzy and unconscious, leaving only the two still sitting.

After carrying Little Persimmon into the house, Li Fei turned around and came out. He and Song Laosan took out their cigarette sticks and started puffing away.

"Tell me, Song Laosan, have you already thought of a place for me?"

Li Fei blew out a smoke ring, looked at Song Laosan, and asked with a smile.

Since the afternoon, Li Fei had guessed something from Song Laosan's actions.

But Song Laosan didn't say anything. He had been busy building magic weapons, and now he had time to talk in detail.

Song Laosan sighed, and his expression suddenly turned melancholy: "You have already guessed that this matter is also related to me, so let me tell you slowly."

"At that time, I was already married and had children, but within a few years, I discovered that my boy was infected with a strange disease. It was Chang'an that was in emergency at that time. I was in charge of casting a batch of armors in Chang'an and could not escape, which delayed his illness..."

"Afterwards, although I found Medicine King Sun Simiao and placed their mother and son there, the disease was difficult to eradicate. Now they are in Taibai Mountain, where King Medicine lives in seclusion..."

"I thought that was the end of the matter, but today Hou Junji came here and threatened me with this matter, asking me to help him build weapons and armor. I will never compromise on this matter, but their mother and son..."

Song Laosan also drank a lot, but at least he retained the last trace of sobriety and spoke his mind intermittently.

(End of this chapter)