"How do you say this??" Feng Chen looked confused.
Yan Bing looked at his senior brother, shook his head, and said: "Senior Brother, the involvement is too extensive, I can't say..." Then, seeing the senior brother's hesitant look, he continued to explain.
: "Junior sister wants to ask senior brother, if Liu Yaoxin is in front of you at this moment, and you can't kill her for the time being, can you greet her with a smile and talk and laugh as usual?"
Feng Chen lowered his head, asked himself, frowned and said, "I definitely can't do it..."
"Not only can you not do it, but even senior brother Lu Liang, who has a tolerant personality, may not be able to do it, so I can't say..." Yan Bing's face was full of helplessness at this moment, but he could only say so much...,
She knew that although the eldest brother was reckless, he still had a smart mind. Even if she said another word, the other party would probably guess the meaning behind her words.
Looking at the sad look on the little junior sister's face, Feng Chen seemed to have figured it out. He smiled and said with relief: "Little junior sister, you don't have to worry about it. Senior brother won't ask you anymore. We will do whatever you say. No way."
wrong."
After the senior brother said this, Yan Bing instantly returned to his usual smile, "Okay, let's go home."
"I won't reply! These are two different things!" Senior Brother still said firmly.
"The sky is falling! Little sister, carry it!!!" Yan Bing was annoyed and argued with his senior brother for a long time, and finally the two of them returned to the courtyard together.
When they arrived at the gate of the courtyard, the two people were preparing to move the boxes, but they never saw the old man in the courtyard.
At this time, Yan Bing and Feng Chen glanced at each other. Without any discussion, they ran to the cart almost at the same time, loaded up the boxes and ran to Yan Bing's house. As a result, they had not even taken two steps into the courtyard gate.
I heard the old man's voice coming from behind me.
"Why did you two come back so late??"
At this time, the two of them were in a state of high tension and extremely guilty conscience... They were so frightened by this sudden sound that they let go of their hands at the same time.
The box naturally fell to the ground, but fortunately, the box did not fall over or scatter. It just fell to the ground and trembled twice, and this trembling also caused their little hearts to tremble.
"Sigh... I can't even hear the sound of metal in this box... What...? Two hundred and thirty-three swords... are all sold out?" The old man was in an extremely depressed mood at the moment, and the sound also sounded.
become trembling.
As soon as the old man finished saying these words, the senior brother's mentality completely collapsed. He knelt on the ground with a bang, hugged the old man's legs and started crying. While crying, he said: "Master, you have worked hard for so many years, and finally you can save me."
It’s not easy to raise such a big child... But you must not make a mistake and regret it for eternity... Master..."
Senior Brother's original intention is that when you hit me later, remember to give me a breath and don't beat me to death...
But the old man obviously misunderstood, thinking that his senior brother was trying to persuade him not to think too hard... He was also moved by Feng Chen's filial piety for a moment, and gently touched Feng Chen's hair with his hand.
But as soon as he put his hand up, the senior brother trembled twice, and when he put his hand up again, the senior brother shivered again...
Yan Bing couldn't stand it anymore. He was such a coward and had to help him in a minute. He quickly stepped forward, pulled his senior brother away, helped him up and said, "Elder brother, you go cook, and the rest
Let me tell you."
The senior brother looked at the junior sister, and became more and more angry. He opened his mouth and said, "It's you who should speak up! I tried to persuade you back then... but you didn't listen. You... uh uh uh..."
When Yan Bing saw that his tone was wrong, he covered his mouth without waiting for him to finish speaking, pushed him to the backyard, and said angrily: "Go and cook! Don't make trouble for me, okay!? I can do it myself.
solve."
Seeing the unhappy junior sister, the senior brother became relatively calm. He wiped the snot and tears from his face and said, "It's not that senior brother doesn't take responsibility, it's really that your problem is too big! If it falls on me, I will die."
It’s settled!”
"Okay, I know! Go quickly!!" Yan Bing finished impatiently, turned around and returned to the yard.
Facing the old man, he immediately turned into a look of aggrieved Bala, and rushed towards the old man, "Master~~~," he spread his arms as he ran, trying to imitate his senior brother, and knelt down
Begging for mercy, even if it is a shameless act of coquettishness, as long as I can save my life...
Seeing Yan Bing's posture, the old man shuddered instantly and hurriedly turned to one side to hide, leaving her in the air.
Yan Bing didn't give up, turned his head, and wanted to pounce again...
The old man immediately raised his hand and shouted: "Don't move! Stand there!"
Yan Bing froze and could only obey the order and stand still.
The old man sighed and continued: "Qihua... you have something to say, but you are acting like this, which is a bit too much for me as a teacher..."
Hearing this, Yan Bing knew that his plan to beg for mercy had failed. He squinted his eyes and said "cut" unwillingly.
He stood there, his mind spinning rapidly, thinking of various ways to escape this disaster.
Just at this time, Lu Liang came back and pulled a cart of bricks. When he entered the door, he shouted: "Master, I have bought the furnace bricks you told me."
Yan Bing looked at his fifteenth senior brother and then at the old man with a puzzled expression.
The old man suddenly remembered that he had not mentioned it to Yan Bing before, so he explained: "Oh, I asked Lu Liang to buy the furnace bricks. Disciple, don't you want to make furnaces and swords? They just come in handy, so I will let you
He bought more and came back."
Forge a sword!?
Yes!! Sword making!!! I want to make swords!!!
Yan Bing immediately grabbed this "life-saving straw" and said: "Master, furnace bricks alone are not enough to make a sword. You have to buy many things, such as coal, ore, yellow mud, and leather.
, wait a lot,
Oh, and the remodeling workshop also needs whetstones, wood, cowhide, needles and threads, large crucibles..."
"Okay, okay." The old man had a headache. He interrupted Yan Bing without waiting for him to finish speaking, and continued to ask impatiently: "What do you want to say? Just say it."
When Yan Bing saw that the time was ripe, he chuckled and said, "This all requires money! Master! Disciple, I have calculated it, at least... twenty thousand taels of silver!"
"Twenty thousand taels!!?? So much!?" The old man looked distressed, gritted his teeth, and asked again: "How much do you need??"
Yan Bing blinked, pretending to be dumbfounded and said: "How much? Not many, Master! Think about it, just selling two of your swords is enough, but with the money, the apprentice can make hundreds of them."
If the sword comes out, is it still expensive?"
After listening to Yan Bing's words, the old man stroked his beard and was silent in thought.
As soon as Yan Bing saw that things were going well, he hurriedly added a little more fuel and continued: "Think about it, you can use these to give gifts to your senior uncle, your senior uncle, and you can also use them to give each of our inner disciples a gift.
Yes, they must have suffered a lot these years outside, so we should give them some compensation, right? Besides, if it doesn’t work out, we can still sell it after we finish building it! I’ll make a lot of profit, Master!”
The previous words had little impact on the old man, but when he heard the last sentence, "One hundred and ten thousand profits," the old man's eyes suddenly shone brightly.
"That makes sense!!" The old man got excited and twirled his beard with his hand. When he got excited, he didn't grasp the strength and pulled off a few beards. He didn't care and continued: "You just go ahead and do it, disciple.
Make as many as you can. If you don’t have enough money, just take it from the box!”
"Okay Master! No problem Master!!!"
Yan Bing breathed a sigh of relief. Not only did he survive the disaster, but he also filled the hole. What a little cleverness I have!!
