Lan Ke Qi Yuan Chapter 878: Old folks meet fellow folks

"When...when...when..."

The sound of hammering in the blacksmith shop was extremely rhythmic. Zuo Wuji looked outside and saw that every time the blacksmith hammered down, a large number of sparks would burst out on the anvil. The iron embryo was like a giant under his hammer. A hard piece of dough has been smashed and changed its shape visibly to the naked eye.

Originally attracted by the meat buns, Zuo Wuji didn't care about the blacksmith shop next to him. He looked at Jin Jia's blacksmithing but felt that it was very skillful. It seemed that blacksmithing was also a skillful skill.

"Hey, sir, your steamed buns!"

The bun shop owner on the side had already wrapped the buns in oil paper and walked to Zuo Wuji and handed them to him.

"Oh, thank you."

Zuo Wuji still spoke these words fluently. He reached out to take the oil paper bag, lowered his head and opened it and saw that there were ten of them. No wonder it was such a heavy and big bag.

"Here, ten?"

"Hey, sir, please feel free to use it, no charge for more!"

"Oh, thank you very much!"

Zuo Wuji picked up a steamed bun, opened his mouth and took a big mouthful. Half of the steamed bun, which was not a small one, was gone immediately. The hot and oily smell filled Zuo Wuji's mouth.

"Okay, delicious!"

Zuo Wuji complimented him, and then watched Jin Jia forging iron. Seeing that there were no customers for the time being, the bun shop owner on the other side did not go back to the shop, but approached Zuo Wuji and said.

"Sir, are you and Brother Jin from the same hometown?"

"Huh?"

The other party spoke in a low voice and fast, so Zuo Wuji didn’t understand what he meant for a while

"I mean, guest, are you and Brother Jin a fellow countryman?"

"Oh oh oh..."

Zuo Wuji nodded, now he roughly understood.

"Yes, it should be, the accent sounds similar, we are all..."

‘What did Yunzhou Dazhen say...’

After thinking for a moment, Zuo Wuji pointed at the clouds in the sky.

"We are all, Yunzhou, Da...zhen...people."

Dazhen is the original pronunciation. The bun shop owner followed Zuo Wuji’s finger and looked towards the sky, scratching his head as if he didn’t understand. He had never heard of the word Dazhen before and couldn’t understand it. Could it be that it was still in the sky? The place? But I think it is a rather special place name.

"Is it far?"

Zuo Wuji was already eating his second bun and praised the owner of the bun shop.

"This steamed bun tastes so good! Home, far, far, far away, the ocean, the other side of the ocean..."

As he said that, Zuo Wuji had already walked into the blacksmith shop, looking around in the shop, picking up some farm tools and kitchen knives from time to time, weighing them and knocking them.

"This man is very skilled at craftsmanship. These iron tools are not simple."

Jin Jia ignored Zuo Wuji and continued to strike. Zuo Wuji did not insist that Jin Jia pay attention, but walked to the anvil and looked at him like this.

The owner of the bun shop outside was slightly stunned. This foreigner was standing so close to the anvil, but he was standing so firmly, with his body impartial, his eyes unblinking, and he was eating buns as if nothing had happened. If it had been anyone else , just the pressure of Brother Jin's hammer can scare most people back.

‘It seems that this foreigner is also a capable person! ’

"Boss, buy buns..."

"Oh okay, it's coming!"

Hearing someone calling him over there, the owner of the bun shop hurried back, but he still couldn't help but take a look at the blacksmith shop. It was rare to see a fellow countryman of Brother Jin, and he wanted to know something about Brother Jin. matter.

Zuo Wuji stood next to the golden armor, watching the changes in the frequency of his hammer blows, counting the number of times he hit the hammer, which was basically seven, seven, forty-nine, taking care of all the details of the iron embryo. .

"Zi La La——"

The iron embryo was sent into the wooden barrel to be quenched, and then tempered after a while. Zuo Wuji also ate the last bun in the process, clapped his hands and rubbed his belly, with a satisfied look on his face.

At this moment, the door curtain of the back room of the blacksmith shop was opened from the inside, and a strong old man came out.

"Huh? Who are you? Don't stand too close to the stove and anvil when buying ironware!"

Zuo Wuji bowed his hands and saluted the old man.

"I am Zuo Wuji, who is also a Da Zhen man. I am not here to buy ironware, but it is quite warm next to the stove!"

The old blacksmith frowned and looked at Zuo Wuji.

"What are they saying, I can't understand a word."

When the old blacksmith said this, Zuo Wuji understood that the old blacksmith and Dazhen had nothing to do with each other.

Jin Jia glanced at the old blacksmith and answered.

"He said his name was Zuo Wuji, he was a Dazhen man, and he was not here to buy ironware. He was standing by the stove to keep warm."

Such an upright retelling also made Zuo Wuji secretly amused. When the other party said the word "Dazhen", he also followed his example and said it directly in Dazhen dialect.

"Old man, he and I are fellow villagers!"

Zuo Wuji nodded at himself and then at Jin Jia. The old blacksmith understood this and immediately became interested.

"Really! We are fellow villagers with Xiao Jin? How far is his home? How many people are there? What do his parents do?"

"I don't know about this..."

Jinjia on one side put down the hammer, without lowering his head, and just looked at Zuo Wuji with squinting eyes.

"Since you are from Dazhen, what are you doing here?"

Jin Jia asked Zuo Wuji in Dazhen words. The old blacksmith on the side widened his eyes when he heard it. He was really a fellow countryman, and he had never heard Xiao Jin say such words before, but he just didn't know to ask. What.

Zuo Wuji crossed his arms and answered with a smile.

"Hone your martial arts! What are you doing in this distant foreign land?"

Jin Jia liked to lie, but he didn't have to answer. He walked to the side and poured a bowl of water from the kettle. After drinking it, he looked at Zuo Wuji.

"Your martial arts seems to be quite good, what should you use to sharpen it?"

Zuo Wuji found it even more interesting. This man actually seemed to be able to tell the level of his own martial arts. Although he had just looked at the blacksmith, he also felt that he must have extraordinary abilities.

"Well, if I say that I am tempering myself with demons, can I be trusted?"

The old blacksmith was a little anxious on the side.

"What are you talking about? Hey, Xiao Jin, what are you talking about?"

"Oh, me and this blacksmith brother, talk about hometown, talk about, a little bit, changes..."

"Oh..."

The old blacksmith nodded suddenly, looked at Jin Jia and asked.

"Is there any change in my hometown?"

Jin Jia took a few breaths and answered briefly in one word.

"No."

"You guys don't talk so much. You guys are really serious. Are you kidding me, Master..."

The old blacksmith muttered, walked aside and started to sort out his things.

Then Jin Jia walked back to the anvil and looked at some iron embryos in the furnace. He did not look back, but he still asked Zuo Wuji.

"It seems that your martial arts is very powerful!"

What Jin Jia used was not a question, but an affirmative sentence. Zuo Wuji’s Qi and blood are indeed stronger than ordinary people, but the real Qi, blood and evil spirits are locked in the body. Jin Jia didn’t really notice it before, but now in detail After reading it, especially the "demon grinding" sentence just now, I feel that there seems to be a blazing fire in this man's eyes, and it is definitely not a lie.

After hearing Jin Jia’s words, Zuo Wuji smiled again.

"I do have some achievements in martial arts, but how do I compare with my brother's? You are not an ordinary blacksmith, right?"

Jin Jia paused for a moment, then looked back at Zuo Wuji seriously. After a while, he looked back and heard a sentence without any emotion.

"You can't beat me, so there's no need to compete with me."

Another affirmative sentence, and decisive.

‘What a loud tone! ’

Zuo Wuji's heart skipped a beat, but he was not an energetic newbie. He couldn't possibly get so angry just because of a single word. Moreover, he had no intention of challenging the blacksmith.

It was not easy to see a fellow countryman in a foreign land, and this person was definitely not a bad person. Zuo Wuji just felt friendly.

"By the way, brother, if I want to stay overnight, is there a cheaper inn somewhere?"

Jin Jia walked to the door of the store and pointed in a direction.

"Keep walking in the north direction. It's not that wealthy and prosperous there, so the inn should be cheaper."

"Uh, won't you let me stay for one night?"

Jin Jia slowly turned around and looked at Zuo Wuji.

"Why?"

This question... Zuo Wuji smiled helplessly.

"Okay, look for Shuyuan www.zhaoshuyuanｎ.com. Thank you, brother. Well, can you borrow some money? You've seen it too. I'm short of money now. Don't worry. I, Zuo Wuji, will definitely pay back whatever I borrow! ”

But Jin Jia shook his head again.

"My food and accommodation are all at Master's place. I usually don't charge you wages to pay for the buns, but I still have to ask Master for the ten cents."

Huh? Zuo Wuji was speechless, and just as he was about to say something, Jin Jia continued.

"I'll help you and borrow it from Master."

With that said, Jin Jia walked over to the old blacksmith and said a few words. The old blacksmith glanced at Zuo Wuji, then got into the inner room, and quickly came out with a sling of money and a small ingot of silver. , handed it directly to Zuo Wuji.

"Here, since you are Xiaojin's fellow countryman, let's use it."

"Thank you, old man, and thank you, Brother Jin! Zuo Wuji, take your leave now and will come again!"

Zuo Wuji took the money, bowed his hands to the old blacksmith and Jin Jia, saluted and thanked him, then turned around and walked out of the blacksmith shop. He breathed and rubbed his hands in the cold wind before heading in the direction pointed by Jin Jia. Go.

Snow began to fall in the sky, and it became heavier and heavier. Jin Jia walked out of the blacksmith shop and watched Zuo Wuji's back disappearing in the snow, without looking back once.

Zuo Wuji followed the direction Jin Jia walked. After a while, he really felt that the houses over there seemed a bit old. Although it was also welcoming the Spring, at most there was something posted, and there were fewer people with lanterns and colorful decorations. , but he couldn't find any inn after walking around, and he was almost ready to jump to the roof to have a look.

While turning an alley, a small figure suddenly passed by Zuo Wuji. He took a closer look and saw that it was a child running alone in the wind and snow. He looked very young.