Cultivation of Immortals Begins with Drilling Wood To Make Fire

Fang Chang first wanted to sell the large piece of copper in his hand and exchange it for money for expenses on the road. Of course, the first choice was the gold and silver shop that sold jade when he was here last time.

"What do you want, sir?"

The words of the Zhipu shopkeeper were exactly the same as last time, even the tone of voice was not bad, it was so refreshing, and the smile on the shopkeeper's face was also the same as last time. It can be seen that he said the same sentence all year round and practiced it.

Walking to the counter, Fang Chang gently placed the copper block in his hand on the counter, being careful not to smash the countertop:

"I don't know if you can collect copper ingots here?"

"Guest officer, be careful!" The shopkeeper of Zhipu was also worried that he had smashed the table case, so he hurried to help it, and felt the weight of the copper block when he touched it. The guest officer is really amazing!"

"Can you get it here?"

"Sorry, guest officer, the shop is not capable of distinguishing the fineness of copper nuggets, so it cannot be purchased. If it is gold, silver and jewelry, I can hold my eyes. This..."

Fang Chang cupped his hands and said "excuse me", picked up the copper piece and got up to leave.

The shopkeeper of the gold and silver shop said aloud from behind: "Guest officer, if you want to sell this item, maybe you can go to the blacksmith's house in the village. He is also in the business of making bronze wares."

"Thank you."

According to the shopkeeper's instructions, Fang Chang walked towards the blacksmith shop.

From a long distance away, one could hear the tinkling and knocking sound, and it was even clearer and more pleasant when approaching.

A tall chimney was leaning against the courtyard wall of the house, breathing smoke into the sky. The door was open. After entering, one saw a middle-aged man and a young man, both shirtless, swinging a hammer there.

There was also an old man holding a small hammer and beating beside him.

Seeing Fang Chang coming in, they clamped up the wrought iron and put it into a quenching barrel mixed with unknown materials. The strange smell of water mist rose with the sound of piercing and filled the courtyard. The old man wiped his sweat and walked away. Coming forward, Wei Wei asked with her hands clasped:

"Why are the guests here?"

"I want to sell this copper block, but I don't know where it can be received?"

"receive."

The old man agreed, looking at the size of the copper block in Fang Chang's hand, he knew it was not light, and praised: "My guest is very strong."

Let Fang Chang in and sit down, and then ordered the other two to bring a large scale on their shoulders, carefully inspected the quality of the copper block, and said: "According to the rules, I need to split it open to see the inside, and I hope the guest will understand."

"Please feel free."

Fang Chang waved his hand, he understood this very well, he was afraid that it was wrapped in cheap materials to cheat money.

Copper is precious, so you need to be careful.

The three of them split open the copper block, and after confirming that the inside was uniform, they lifted it up and weighed it.

The old man stayed in the back room for a while, then came out to complain to Fang Chang: "Guests, please wait a moment, the money at home is a little short, and I hope you will allow the little old man to make up for it. Dongliang, Zhongping, you don't want to forge now. Stay with this guest for a while."

"Okay, there's nothing urgent about staying here, just wait a while."

The old man hurried out the door, leaving the middle-aged man and the young man chatting with Fang Chang.

During the conversation, Chang Fang learned that the three were three generations of grandparents. The family name was Li. Their ancestors had lived in Huqiao Town for an unknown number of years. They made a living by forging iron for generations. The main products were farm tools, kitchen knives, copper basins and iron pots. living utensils. Due to living here for a long time, the materials used are solid and conscientious, and they are very convinced by the townspeople.

After half an hour, the old man came back with a bunch of money in his hands:

"The money has already been borrowed, and this is enough to keep the guests waiting for a long time,"

Fang Chang asked: "Will you take risks?"

The old man shook his head with a smile and said: "No, they are all neighbors, no interest is charged, and the turnover will be paid every few days."

The two parties will reconcile accounts, and the money and goods will be settled.

Putting a few coins into the package and weighing it, the package instantly became much heavier. Fang Chang found that the added coins seemed to be a little heavier than the copper nuggets he carried when he came.

...

Huqiao Town is a very nice place.

The tiger pancakes here are delicious, but the last time I came here, the things that left the deepest impression on Fang Chang were the sorghum wine in the tavern in the town, and the noodle stall of Lao Xu in the town.

Before I got close, the aroma was already tangy.

In the sun, water was splashing in the cauldron, and it was steaming hot. The owner of the stall, Xu, had very quick hands, and the torn dough slices poured into the cauldron like a waterfall, rolling in it.

"A bowl of mutton noodles with a poached egg."

"Okay~!"

After speaking to the stall owner, Fang Chang took out some copper coins and threw them into the money box at the corner of the stall, then sat down at an empty table.

Having been here twice, he already knew the face value of this stall, and the stall owner only listened to the sound of coins, and did not check the count carefully. Obviously, many people did this, and there was rarely any cheating on the amount of money. thing.

It's not yet noon, and it's not lunch time, so the business here is still booming, but it's not crowded.

Several diners each hold a bowl, sit on the bench and eat noodles by themselves, and occasionally acquaintances will talk to each other.

Fang Chang gently tugged at the hem of his shirt and sat still, watching the stall owner move.

"Guest officer, your mutton noodles."

The stall owner, Lao Xu, came over with freshly cooked mutton noodles.

He seemed to still have an impression of Fang Chang, and it happened that there were no new customers at this time, so he put down and smiled: "Guest officer, you can try it, does it taste better?"

"oh?"

Hearing this, Fang Chang took a mouthful immediately, and it was indeed smoother than last time, with a richer layer of taste and a little more broken egg flower, which made the taste even better.

He smiled at the stall owner:

"It's really delicious. The shopkeeper changed the recipe?"

The stall owner wiped his face with a white towel on his shoulder: "I don't dare to be called the shopkeeper. I have taken over this stall for many years, and I have changed this recipe many times. Recently, I made some fine-tuning on the brain, which is very popular among regular customers. "

"You really care about this bowl of noodles."

"That's not right!" The stall owner shook his head proudly, "This noodle stall is the livelihood of my whole family. It is the foundation of my life to let the guests eat delicious and comfortable. As long as everyone eats well, we will wait Life just settles down.”

As soon as the voice fell, someone came from the corner of the street and shouted from a distance:

"Old Xu, a bowl of mutton noodles!"

"Okay~!" The stall owner responded immediately, and then complained to Fang Chang, and immediately walked to the stall and began to eat noodles.

Fang Chang knew the person who came.

But it was Xie Guang'an of Huaifeng Mansion, who had eaten noodles here three times, and he could meet each time.

It is destined.

Xie Guangan has a big burden on him this time.

As soon as he put the goods aside, he sat down towards Fang Chang: "Isn't this Mr. Fang? We meet again, fate."

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Brother Xie, are you able to pass by this Huqiao town all day?" Fang Chang said with a bowl in his hand.

"Mr. has good eyesight. I travel between Long'an Mansion and Huaifeng Mansion all year round."

"With my foot strength, it always takes more than a day to go back and forth. When going from Huaifeng Mansion to Long'an Mansion, I always start early in the morning, so I can rest at Linxi Village."

"And when I came back from Long'an Mansion, if I set out in the morning, I would eat lunch here, and if I set out in the afternoon, I would rest here in Huqiao Town. I also came here to eat noodles. I am used to it now."

Nodding and smiling, Fang Chang ate his noodles and asked, "Brother Xie, I don't know how many prefectures are near you. Is there anything new?"

Thanks to Chenguang Tianling, I love Asen for the reward