The Magical Blacksmith Chapter 25: I am a clerk

　　 "What are you looking at me doing like this?" Zhang Ye put away the local tyrant sword, and the cultivation base fell back to the middle stage of Qi refining.

　　Han Ling'er recovered from the surprise. Although curious, she did not dare to ask more. After all, Zhang Ye must have his reason for hiding the level of cultivation and Feijian.

　　Finally, Han Linger looked at the two dead Ma family brothers again, secretly thinking that if it weren't for Zhang Ye tonight, he would have been fierce, and exclaimed: "Zhang Ye, I didn't expect you to be so powerful."

　　 "Oh, kill someone." Zhang Ye smiled consciously, then suddenly turned around, vomiting.

　　 This is Zhang Ye's first murder. When he killed the horse boss, he was a little nauseous, because the situation was tense and held back. Once he relaxes, he only feels that his stomach is overwhelmed.

　　 Han Ling'er couldn’t help but stretched out his hand to help Zhang Ye pat his back: "When I was on my first mission to kill someone, it was also uncomfortable for a long time, but if you think about it, these are all people who deserve to be killed. It's disgusting..."

　　 is so cruel in the realm of comprehension, if you don’t kill others, they will kill you, so learn to be strong. Of course, this is not Zhang Ye's fragility. Most people feel nauseous when they see the **** scene for the first time, and they will get used to seeing it more in the future.

　　 After a while, Zhang Ye suddenly thought of something: "You wait for me."

　　Han Ling'er was puzzled, but saw Zhang Ye forcibly endure the vomiting, and touched the universe bags of the two corpses. Zhang Ye regurgitated again, and then smiled: "The trophies, one for each."

　　Han Ling'er was speechless for a while. She deserves to be an iron rooster who loves money as life. No matter how uncomfortable she is, she has to touch the Universe Bag, but seeing Zhang Ye want to give one to herself, Han Ling'er shook her head: "You killed it all. , I don't want it."

　　 Zhang Ye thought for a while, and said, "If you weren’t dragging Ma’s second child, I wouldn’t have killed them by luck." Zhang Ye forcibly stuffed a universe bag to Han Ling'er, then said, "That What, I'm going back, goodbye."

　　 Zhang Ye picked up the broken shield again when he was passing by Ma Lao Er’s body. Although it was damaged, the defensive artifacts were extremely rare. After thinking about how to repair the shield, he could sell it again. Price...

　　 Watching Zhang Ye leave happily, Han Ling'er found that he couldn't see through him more and more...

　　 But Han Ling'er immediately came back to his senses, the blood **** sect people actually committed the crime at this critical moment, and they must immediately report the decision to the sect. When the two corpses are about to be put into the universe bag, the sword will rise.

　　 The next day, Zhang Ye got up a little bit late, but still opened as usual. As soon as the door opened, he saw Han Linger again: "Fairy Han, why are you here again?"

　　 With the intersection of last night, the relationship between the two has gone further, and Han Linger also knows many of Zhang Ye's secrets, such as the best artifacts, and Zhang Ye's foundation construction.

　　 Hearing Zhang Ye's question, Han Linger was still a little embarrassed: "There are too many damaged flying swords in the warehouse. Today I brought three more."

　　"Thank you for taking care of my business, then." Zhang Ye stretched out his hand, "Come on, I will fix it for you first."

　　Zhang Ye pondered, three flying swords, it won't take much time, otherwise, with Han Ling'er's temperament not to fight, he will have to wait another day.

　　Han Ling'er waved his hand and said: "No, people will come first, I will fix it later, it won't interfere." But Han Ling'er was a little happy because Zhang Ye took too much care of her.

　　 At this time, a few female monks who consciously looked good were dissatisfied: "Boss Zhang, people have been waiting all morning, why should others jump in the queue?"

　　 "I'll just use a flying sword, I will leave after maintenance, and I won't delay time."

　　 "Yes, we are not like some people who do not follow the rules for a day..."

　　 Listening to the meaningful cynicism of a group of female monks, Han Linger's face is thin and his complexion is red. Just about to explain something, Zhang Ye forcefully took the Qiankun bag in Han Linger's hand.

　　 "What's the rules?" Then Zhang Ye looked at the female monks, his expression pale.

　　The female friars said, "The rule is to come first, then come."

　　"Isn’t Boss Zhang the most principled person? How can this be done? I have worshipped you for so long!"

　　 "In my shop, I am the rules. And my principle is that I have the final say." I am the boss, and I am not working for you. I want to do business for whomever I don’t want to do. After all, why should you be kidnapped by public opinion? If you are not satisfied, you can get out of it. Lao Tzu is getting more annoyed...

　　 Besides, Han Ling'er is Zhang Ye’s only friend in the realm of cultivation, and he doesn’t give this convenience. Is he still a friend?

　　 Zhang Ye almost arrogantly went back and went to the backstage to practice the sword on his own. A group of female monks gritted their teeth with anger, but they asked Zhang Ye for nothing.

　　 As for the other monks, he looked at Han Ling'er meaningfully. When Zhang Ye was doing business, he never gave anyone a good face, but he never thought that he opened the back door for Han Ling'er. It was really a big girl sitting in a sedan chair—for the first time.

　　 Han Ling'er was a little guilty by everyone’s gaze, but he felt a sense of happiness, huh, who made our relationship with Zhang Ye strong? By the way, when Zhang Ye was arrogant and domineering, he was too masculine... …

　　 Zhang Ye has already started to forge flying swords. Han Ling'er feels that he is also idle when he is idle. Seeing that a lot of dust has accumulated in the blacksmith's shop, it is expected that Zhang Ye is too busy to clean, so he immediately picked up the broom and helped to clean it.

　　The eyes of many monks in the smithy were almost glaring. Fuck, the ten senior sister Ling'er in front of the inner door was actually helping the smithy sweep the floor?

　　 If Zhang Ye opens the back door to Han Ling'er, it can be understood that Zhang Ye intends to please him, but why should a goddess like Han Ling'er surrender her identity to sweep the floor?

　　 The male monks couldn’t bear it, or thought it was an opportunity to show their courtesy, so they immediately moved in: "Sister Linger, I’ll help you sweep it."

　　 "No need, I'll do it myself." Han Linger refused, but the monks directly grabbed the broomstick, as if they were fighting for the treasure, and several people almost fought.

　　Zhang Ye was repairing the flying sword, was disturbed by the noise, turned his eyes to the shop, saw the crowd in a mess, and scolded: "Fight, get out and fight."

　　 was so scolded by Zhang Ye, the monks suddenly died down. Although Zhang Ye's cultivation base was the lowest present, no one dared to listen to what he said.

　　Han Ling'er apologized and said: "I'm sorry Zhang Ye, I'm all to blame."

　　 Zhang Ye looked at the broom scrambled to be a brush. He probably understood what was going on, and said, "You don't need to do anything."

　　 "Oh." Han Ling'er thought Zhang Ye was guilty and was in a low mood. But Zhang Ye didn't notice this, and continued to repair Feijian.

　　 After a while, Zhang Ye completed the repair of Han Ling'er's flying sword, took it out and gave it to her: "It's repaired."

　　 Han Ling'er took the flying sword with his head down. Zhang Ye saw this scene, and some understood. She must have misunderstood what she said earlier, and immediately said: "I didn't blame you, but I just felt that you didn't need to. Help with these tasks."

　　 Han Linger said pitifully: "You take care of me so much, I want to do something for you too..."

　　Han Ling'er has such a true temperament. This is why Zhang Ye is willing to make friends with her. Zhang Ye is about to decline, but he really thought of one thing and said: "Han Fairy, there is actually one thing I want to ask You help."

　　 Han Ling'er's eyes flashed: "Really? Even if you go up to the sword mountain or down to the sea of ​​fire, I will do it!" Zhang Ye was so kind to her, so Han Ling'er couldn't wait to repay him.

　　 "Um..." Zhang Ye shook his head, "It's not troublesome, mainly, I want to hire a clerk, you know many people, and help me introduce someone with a good character."

　　Han Ling'er hasn’t said anything yet. When the other monks heard this, they were ecstatic in their eyes. Many people raised their hands and said, "Boss Zhang, you want to hire a clerk, what do you think of me?"

　　 "Boss Zhang, I am willing to follow you, even if you are a cow or a horse!"

　　……

　　 A group of low-level monks enthusiastically recommended themselves. It seems that if Zhang Ye is willing, he can immediately recognize his father.

　　 Although the high-ranking monks are also a little tempted, they still barely able to control themselves. After all, they have the dignity of being a strong person. No matter how much the benefits and benefits of the blacksmith shop are, they are absolutely unwilling to surrender their status to help a Qi refiner. The blacksmith works in the future.

　　 As for the low-level monks, the road is hopeless. If you can get some good points in the blacksmith's shop, you will be satisfied.

　　 Zhang Yebai glanced at these flattering low-level monks. The reason why he didn’t immediately recruit shop assistants was because there were too many people with intentions. The blacksmith shop’s business is so good that the shop assistants can easily get them from customers. A lot of oil and water.

　　Zhang Ye ignored these self-recommended monks. After all, Zhang Ye didn't know who they were and didn't want to understand them. He only trusted Han Ling'er.

　　 Han Ling'er thought for a while. Although she knows many people, she has good character and may not want to work in a blacksmith's shop. People with bad character can not recommend it to harm Zhang Ye.

　　 Seeing Han Ling'er frowned, Zhang Ye smiled: "If you don't have it, then forget it." Zhang Ye was going to go back to the backstage to refine his sword.

　　Han Linger suddenly stopped him: "Zhang Ye, I have a choice."

　　 Zhang Ye has some expectations~IndoMTL.com~ After all, after recruiting a clerk, he can complete the system task, and he asked: "Tell me?"

　　Han Ling'er bit his lip, stretched out the green fingers, and pointed at himself.

　　 The cultivators present froze, and then they understood, with a face collapsed: "Ah, what a joke, Senior Sister Ling'er is going to work in the blacksmith shop?"

　　"A master in the late stage of foundation building, the top ten in the inner door, just lose your value like this?"

　　 "Who, you slap me, I must be dreaming!"

　　……

　　 Not only did the monks collapsed, even Zhang Ye was stunned for a long time, and then said: "Fairy Han, don't be kidding me."

　　 "I'm not kidding, are you afraid that I can't do things? Don't look at me, in fact, I can do all the dirty work..." Han Linger hurriedly proved himself, but suddenly felt a little depressed." Or do you think my character is not good enough to be competent?"

　　 Actually, Han Ling'er wanted to be a clerk in a blacksmith shop, mainly because she wanted to repay Zhang Ye for her constant care, and after last night’s events, Han Ling'er was convinced of Zhang Ye’s ability, and the elder’s mission required her Come to the smithy every day to repair the flying sword, there is no conflict at all.

　　Han Ling'er has already said this. It's not a joke. Zhang Ye scratched his head. Although Han Ling'er's character is okay, the key point is that she is a figure in the Lingtai Sect. If she is asked to work in the shop, You won’t be hated by Lingtai Sect?

　　 Now, the monks all over the room are looking resentful. It seems that if Zhang Ye really dared to accept Han Ling'er as a clerk, he would have insulted their goddess and would definitely hit others.

　　 But Zhang Ye didn't pay attention to these threats. He thought about it and said, "That's OK, but I will talk about the salary and specific work first. If you can't accept it, then forget it."