Boyi was confused and didn't know why. But he still followed Yu Qiansi subconsciously and walked with her into the square.
Following this question, many answers came to mind.
There are well-known weapons workshops in the world, including Qingye Ku in the southwest, which specializes in making concealed weapons, Hanguang Pavilion in the south of the Yangtze River, which specializes in swords, and Zidufang in the north, which specializes in swords, halberds and spears, and specializes in making weapons for the Xun'an Escort Agency.
But...he always felt that these were not the answers she wanted.
Da'anfang is close to the city gate, with half a corner facing the street and half a side facing a field.
There are many merchants traveling from north to south. Generations have lived here since ancient times, and there are also many farmers who depend on the weather for their livelihood.
Yu Qiansi seemed to be very familiar with this place. He led him through various inns with his hands on his back and headed to the back street.
Boyi took a step behind, feeling a little weird.
Why didn't we see her for a while? She didn't look as confused as before.
But the murderer has not yet been arrested, and Wang Song's condition has not eased...
What happened?
Turning around an alley, the view suddenly widened.
A small stream gurgled out, like a green pen, dividing Da'anfang into two.
Along one side of the stream, there are still many small restaurants and shops on the back streets, crowded but lively, full of fireworks.
Across the creek, there is a vast expanse of fertile farmland.
This is the time when summer wheat is growing well, and the vast expanse of greenery fills the eyes and refreshes the heart.
The sound of forging iron goes up the river, and when combined with the sound of the stream, it has a unique charm.
Seeing Boyi raising his thick eyebrows in disbelief, Yu Qiansi looked at the door of the blacksmith shop while explaining his doubts briefly.
"A truly good blacksmith is not someone who makes murderous weapons in the world. Rather, he is someone who can make the most inconspicuous farm tool durable, strong, and always new."
"Those who can be chosen to make weapons are naturally the best ones. Naturally, they sound unique and prestigious."
"But farm tools are different. No one can use good iron to make farm tools. But farm tools must not only be durable, but also have the right weight. They must be able to dig through wasteland and break through huge rocks."
"Compared with the huge rocks that have been buried in the fields for many years, the weapons used to kill people are nothing more than a kitchen knife for cutting fat."
It makes sense.
Yu Qian's searching eyes finally landed on the upper left corner of the shop, which was covered with fire stains, and found a small bulge that was almost melting into the black bituminous color.
If you look carefully, you will see that it is half of a smiling Buddha. For some reason, only the left half of the Buddha's face is left.
She seemed to be sure now, and with the warm sound of blacksmithing, she stood in front of the young blacksmith who had been looking at the two of them curiously just now.
When he saw two well-dressed men who were really here to find him, he turned his hand aside and hit them with a hammer, falling into the steaming charcoal stove.
Splashing with sparks.
"You two, are you here to find me?"
The blacksmith simply put down his work, casually wiped the fine sweat on his face with a half-black towel around his neck, and led them to the farm tools display.
This guy...has no kung fu.
But he believed that Yu Qiansi would not find the wrong person.
Yu Qiansi looked at his expression and nodded again.
Just the right amount of panic and fear, really good acting.
"I don't have time to watch you act, so save it for me!"
"You...what on earth do you want to do! I told you, I really can't do what you said!"
The young man seemed to be struggling with all his strength, but in Boyi's opinion, it was not as good as the flopping of a young rabbit before it died.
"How about a kind reminder and another message?"
Boyi clearly felt the young man being clamped slightly startled.
Because he was extremely close to the fire, his expression was dark, but Yu Qiansi could still see the thinking in his eyes.
Only then did Boyi let him go.
The young man straightened up and said in a deep voice: "Master Jade, what news do you want to know?"