The Magical Blacksmith Chapter 90: Magic Association

"Yes, I want to open a blacksmith shop." Zhang Ye nodded.

Brother Jindan watched Zhang Ye for a long time, and said with grief: "There are so many jobs, why do you want to open a blacksmith shop?"

In this tone, Zhang Ye was speechless for a while, as if to persuade the prostitution, "What happened to the blacksmith shop?"

Freshman Jin Dan saw Zhang Ye eat the scales, and sighed after smashing his mouth a few times before he sighed and said: "In fact, it is not that this shop is haunted. It is mainly the magical treasure business of Heavenly Dao City. It's monopolized..."

"There is a saying in Tiandao City, as long as you don’t work against the Heavenly Soldier Pavilion, you can get rich in whatever you do. Little brother, listen to your old brother’s advice and don’t open a blacksmith shop!" Tell the stakes.

Zhang Ye pondered over. It turned out that the blacksmith couldn't open it because he couldn't compete with the Heavenly Soldier Pavilion, but he drove the Heavenly Soldier Pavilion away in Lingtai Town because he was afraid of a ball.

At this moment, a graceful red dress female monk came in. The Jindan monk seemed to be hooked, wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, and said to Zhang Ye: "She is from this shop. Landlord."

Then Brother Jindan couldn't wait to salute: "Miss Murong, long time no see, don't come here without problems?"

Zhang Ye also arched her hands. The landlady named Murong smiled and nodded at Zhang Ye, which made Zhang Ye feel that this landlord was very easy to get along with.

Unexpectedly, the landlord Murong turned his head, stretched out his fist, and punched Brother Jin Dan on the chin. The Brother Jin Dan howled and flew two blocks away...

Zhang Ye shrinks his neck and looks gentle, why is he so violent?

"Come on, dare to say that my shop is haunted!" The landlord Murong clapped his hands, yelled a few words, and then looked at Zhang Ye, his momentum was closed, and his voice was sweet, "Little brother wants to rent a shop." This shop is in good condition. What is haunted and not haunted? These people are talking nonsense."

After finishing speaking, the landlord Murong Hongxiu covered his mouth and smiled softly, very much.

Is this the same person as before? There is no schizophrenia, right? Zhang Ye swallowed, thinking that he was here to open the shop and what the landlord was doing. He tried to ask: "Miss Murong, it doesn't matter if I am haunted, can I take me to visit it?"

"Of course you can. Just don't call me Miss Murong, just call me Sister Murong or Sister Hongzhuang." The landlady's original name is Murong Hongzhuang. At this moment, her voice groaned.

If Zhang Ye hadn't seen her sturdy side, he would really think she was a soft girl. As for Murong Hongzhuang's request to call her sister, although it looks like Zhang Ye is two years older than Zhang Ye, her cultivation base is so powerful that she calls her sister not to lose, and Zhang Ye pondered that in order to get a discount on the rent later, she must be served by the landlord. Okay, immediately shyly said: "Miss Red Makeup..."

Seeing Zhang Ye's little face blushing, Murong Hongzhuang smiled, holding Zhang Ye in one hand, and opening the store door with the other: "Little mouth is so sweet, come in quickly, my sister will show you the shop."

Zhang Ye's footsteps were faltering, and he reminded himself again and again that this is not a visit to a kiln, but a shop.

Murong Hongzhuang looked triumphant, and took Zhang Ye around to look around the shop and the backyard before asking: "Little brother, can the shop of my sister's house still be eye-catching?"

To be honest, this shop is very eye-catching, and the landlord is more eye-catching, but Zhang Ye did not faint, but asked: "Can I decorate it by myself?"

Zhang Ye wanted to move the blacksmith shop in Lingtai Town intact, so naturally the original layout was to be demolished.

"Ten years of contract, the first three years of rent is up to you." Murong Hongzhuang winked her eyes.

To toss the house or toss you? The hostess walked too deeply, and Zhang Ye almost didn't hold onto it and agreed.

"The ten-year contract is okay to pay for three years. It's just that the annual rent of three hundred high-grade spirit stones is too expensive." Zhang Ye paused, "Miss Murong, Bai Fumei like you is not bad. Qian, my brother, I’m here for the first time, so please take care of me."

Murong Hongzhuang did not expect this kid to stay awake under her temptation, she smiled: "Little brother, how much do you think the rent is appropriate?"

"One hundred top-grade spirit stones a year." Zhang Ye said shyly.

Murong Hongzhuang was so angry that he almost broke his skills, holding grass, 300 top-grade spirit stones a year, you can recognize it at a discount of ten yuan, cut two hundred spirit stones, why don't you grab it!

"Brother, your price is too low, right?" Murong Hongzhuang resisted the urge to go wild, and said softly, "The lowest is 260. I have rejected many people before, lower it. If you do, your sister’s cheapness will be taken up by you..."

Zhang Ye looked at Murong Hongzhuang’s chest. It was really low enough, but in the face of money and beauty, Zhang Ye had to choose money without exception. He was silent for a moment: "Miss Hongzhuang, according to my observation, this shop It’s been a long time since I rented it out, right? According to the distribution of dust, the last time people came to see the shop should have been half a year ago."

"Such a good shop, you will lose money if you are idle. Or you can be your sister and take care of your younger brother. Let me rent it." Zhang Ye saw that Murong Hongzhuang was about to collapse, and added, "It's true that I will come to my younger brother. Tiandao City fights hard and fights against the water, so let me add fifty, one hundred and fifty high-grade spirit stones per year, no matter how much it is..."

Zhang Ye first suppressed and then raised, pressed into one hundred spirit stones, and then rose to one hundred and five, which is more acceptable. As for Zhang Ye, who pointed out that this shop was not cared for for half a year, and it was a fatal blow to Murong Hongzhuang.

Murong Hongzhuang gave Zhang Ye a white look. The facts are indeed the same as Zhang Ye said. After hesitating for a while, she said in a huff: "I heard you are going to open a blacksmith shop?"

"Yeah." Zhang Ye nodded truthfully, and said nothing more.

"The rent is what you said. Who told you to call me Miss Sister?" Murong Hongzhuang's eyes were deep, and he continued, "But I can say yes, if you withdraw the rent in advance, the rent will not be refunded."

Murong Hongzhuang simply felt that Zhang Ye would have to go bankrupt within a few months without rebating the rent, so how could he make his own money?

"Yes!" Zhang Ye and Murong Hongzhuang looked at each other with a smile, each with a ghost.

Afterwards, Zhang Ye took out the three-year rent in one lump sum, and the two signed the lease agreement, Murong Hongzhuang felt relieved.

"Oh, fucking, I'm suffocating my old lady." Murong Hongzhuang slapped her shoulders. In order to rent out this shop, she did her best. Although the rent was cut in half, it was considered a fulfillment.

Murong Hongzhuang saw Zhang Ye looking at herself in surprise, and scolded: "What to look at, click your eyeballs."

"Miss Hongzhuang, you..." Zhang Ye pretended to be surprised.

"You little mother, from now on, call my eldest sister big, or you will be killed!" Murong Hongzhuang retched, threw the key to Zhang Ye, and walked away.

Murong Hongzhuang walked to the door and turned around and said fiercely: "By the way, there is a shop behind, if someone dares to come to the door and make trouble, you can say that you are messing with Sister Murong!"

Zhang Ye looked at Murong Hongzhuang's vigorous and vigorous back, this landlord was really funny.

Zhang Ye looked at the shop again, nodded in satisfaction, Tiandaocheng, are you ready to tremble under my feet?

Two more days have passed. Tiandao City hasn't tremble yet, Zhang Ye's feet are beginning to tremble. It's not like Lingtai Town, where opening a shop requires a lot of licenses.

For example, to open a blacksmith shop, you must first go to the Tiandao City City Management Office to pay for the opening fee, then go to the Magic Association to apply for the forger qualification certificate, and finally get the business license...

So, Zhang Ye broke his leg while running.

On this day, Zhang Ye finally came to the door of the Magic Weapons Association. All personnel engaged in the magic weapon industry in Tiandao City need to obtain the corresponding qualification certification here.

By the way, there are various trade associations in Tiandao City, such as medicine associations, mercenary associations, and even health preservation, meditation, and gourmet associations.

The people in Tiandao City don't find it troublesome, but are proud of being able to join various associations. It's really frustrating.

"Senior, I'm here to apply for the blacksmith qualification certificate." The magic weapon association was deserted, and Zhang Ye looked around and finally found a staff member.

The staff is Jindan monk, and his eyes are not raised: "The inspection fee is five middle-grade spirit stones."

In Tiandao City, blacksmiths have a clear rating, ranging from one star to nine stars. It is said that the pavilion master of the Heavenly Soldier Pavilion and the president of the Magic Treasure Association are only eight stars. As for the nine-star blacksmith, it only exists in theory.

For the inspection fee for the five middle-grade spirit stones, Zhang Ye is a bit painful, but the rules of Tiandao City are like this. They must be certified as a blacksmith. Besides, Zhang Ye also wants to know that he is a few-star blacksmith, so he pays Cost.

Brother Jindan took the spirit stone, registered Zhang Ye's name and age, and then sent him a jade slip: "Go straight and turn left and evaluate item by item."

Zhang Ye nodded and was about to leave, but at this moment, a middle-aged monk wearing a black robe and a three-star badge on his chest walked in.

The Jindan staff members' eyes lit up, with completely different attitudes, and immediately stood up and respectfully said: "Master Wang, what brought you here?"

"Hehe, I feel a little bit of sentiment recently, and see if I can break through the four-star blacksmith." Master Wang said proudly.

Samsung blacksmiths are rare. They never wanted to break through the four stars. The Jindan staff hurriedly flattered: "Then I wish Master Wang every success."

After finishing speaking, Brother Jindan quickly issued a jade slip to the monk surnamed Wang, and personally led the way. Seeing Zhang Ye standing in the middle of the road, he scolded: "Go ahead, can you walk in front of Master Wang? "

Zhang Ye asked who I provoke? However, he is worried that he is not familiar with the process, so let's follow Master Wang to test his level.

When Master Wang passed by Zhang Ye, he suddenly stopped: "Young man, certified blacksmith?"

"Yeah." Zhang Ye answered truthfully.

"Hey~IndoMTL.com~I remembered that I was a two-star blacksmith when you were so old." Master Wang pretended to remember, but actually pretended to be forced. He patted Zhang Ye on the shoulder and said, "Fail once. It doesn’t matter, keep on working hard, one day, you will be as good as me."

Zhang Ye looked dazed, I didn't even start, you said I failed?

But Zhang Ye didn't say anything, and followed Master Wang to the first testing room.

The first test was material identification. The staff randomly took out 100 kinds of weird materials and asked the forge to recognize them in a stick of incense. Each kind of identification was awarded one point.

Master Wang was sweating profusely. He only recognized thirty-three kinds of materials during the time of sticking incense. It is not that he water, it is true that these materials are too unpopular. Zhang Ye can only rely on his naked eyes. I can recognize more than ten kinds, no wonder Master Wang said he would fail.

Master Wang scored 33 points. He wiped the sweat from his head and smiled triumphantly at Zhang Ye: "Young man, it doesn't matter if you don't recognize you, you can stand up wherever you fall! "

Zhang Ye rolled his eyes. Who said we were about to fall? Although only a dozen of them can be recognized by naked eyes, we have a forging system!