I of Douluo became Tang San's grass

Chapter 49 Blacksmith

Author: Mo Mo You Wen

Chapter 49 Blacksmith

After a peaceful night, Wu Liu slept peacefully and did not suffer from insomnia as she thought.

When the wake-up bell rang, everyone opened their eyes reflexively and prepared to wash up and eat.

Only a certain little girl was still lying on the bed, motionless.

Tang San, who had already dressed and folded the quilt, walked to the side of someone lying in bed with a helpless arc on his lips.

The little girl's reddish face was completely covered in the pillow and quilt. She slept quietly and breathed lightly, but there were a few hairs on the back of her head that made people want to brush them away. Thinking of her delicate appearance during the day, Tang San

He smiled and suddenly wanted to tease her.

Tang San stretched out his thumb and index finger and rubbed it, then directly pinched the little girl's nose with his hand, and covered the little girl's mouth with his other hand.

After a while, Wu Liu felt like he couldn't breathe, and his chest and abdomen were rising and falling rapidly, trying to get oxygen for his master.

"Woooo..." Wu Liu finally opened his eyes, looked at Tang San who was causing trouble, and slapped his little fat paw towards him, slapping away his hand that was pinching her nose.

…

In the afternoon, the sun is in the middle of the sky, emitting light and heat evenly. The streets of Notting City are full of the sounds of goods, and people are coming and going, rushing around for firewood, rice, oil and salt.

Tang San took Wu Liu out to work in the blacksmith shop. He looked a little frustrated because the little girl had been angry all morning. If it weren't for the fact that she couldn't live without him within one kilometer, she would have been killed by Xiao Wu just now.

He was taken away.

"Wuliu, don't be angry, I won't wake you up like this next time," Tang San said in a hoarse voice.

Wu Liu smiled sweetly at him, but the smile didn't reach his eyes. He said in a clear voice, "It's okay. I already told you. You don't have to tell me so many times."

However, when I finally saw my mother, my dream was shattered.

No matter how much you apologize, it won't help.

She accepts it but doesn't want to forgive.

Tang San looked at Wu Liu with a fake smile and thorns all over his body, and felt very annoyed. If he had known better, he would not have imitated his father's teasing tricks.

"As soon as we find a job, how about we go to that duck leg restaurant you like to eat?" The tone of his voice was careful not to be too flattering.

"Okay!" Wu Liu Dingding glanced at Tang San. In this world, food is the only thing that cannot be let down. She showed a genuine smile, which made the young man breathe a sigh of relief.

Arriving at a blacksmith shop, Tang San walked directly in. As soon as he entered, a wave of heat hit his face.

Of course, this is true for every blacksmith shop, uh, not counting Tang San's. After entering the door and looking around, there is a wide hall. On the right side of the hall, there are all kinds of forged iron tools hanging, not just farm tools, various armors, and knives.

, swords, and spears. After all, the number of soul masters in this world is not small, and there are various types of arms. Life on the mainland is not calm and static, so weapons are naturally needed.

Seeing these weapons, Tang San couldn't help but think of the work he had done in his previous life. At that time, the mechanical hidden weapons manufactured by the Tang Sect could be said to be the mainstay of the entire Tang Sect's income. Although there were many unheralded weapons, the Tang Sect was willing to produce them.

Hidden weapons are still in short supply in the world.

Just imagine, if you open a Tang Sect that manufactures hidden weapons in this world, what kind of income will you get? At least it will be more than enough to raise a little girl.

"Kid, why are you bringing your sister here? Call your adults to buy something. Get out quickly, it's dangerous here." Just as Tang San was thinking about whether he could open the Tang Gate, a loud voice interrupted his thoughts.

.

When he looked up, he saw a muscular man with his bare upper body looking at him. The muscles were bulging under his dark skin, and sweat was flowing on them. He looked extremely strong and powerful. He was holding a large casting hammer in his hand.

Wu Liu looked sideways, wow, this uncle's abdominal muscles are as good as a washboard, more than 18 yuan, but he has a lot of beard.

"Hello, uncle. I just wanted to ask if there is any need for apprentices here." Tang San was young and his voice was low. Even though the blacksmith shop was filled with the sound of banging iron blocks, it was still clearly heard by everyone.

Already.

Blacksmithing is considered one of the lowest professions on the mainland. Almost all of them are people from poor backgrounds. They have simple personalities and rely on their strength and craftsmanship to make a living. Naturally, they are full of goodwill towards this little brother who wants to apply for the job.

The rough man who was talking to Tang San looked Tang San up and down and said:

"Kid, stop making trouble. Take your sister and leave. There are stoves and hammers everywhere. What if you hurt such a beautiful little girl? It's very unsafe. Besides, do you look like a blacksmith in your clothes?

?Besides, we don’t accept apprentices here who are as young as you, who can’t even lift a forging hammer.”

Only then did Tang San realize that he was still wearing a school uniform made of fine materials. He suddenly patted his head and said, "I'm sorry, uncle, please wait a moment."

After saying that, he turned around and ran out with Wu Liu, and went to a hidden alley to let the little girl watch while he put on his old clothes. The clothes were patched here and there, and there were some pills. It can be said that he was poor.

Standard equipment for everyone.

Entering the door again, Tang San didn't look for anyone else, but looked for the sturdy man from before, and said: "Uncle, do you think I can be an apprentice like this?"

The big man was stunned for a moment when he saw Tang San's familiar patchwork outfit, "Kid, don't make fun of me, right?"

Tang San looked sincere and said: "Of course not. Uncle, that's the case. I am a work-study student at Notting College, and I take my younger sister to school. My family is poor and the living expenses are not enough. My dad is a blacksmith in the village, and I have learned blacksmithing.

Dare to come here and beg for a bowl of rice."

Wu Liu stood aside obediently, watching Tang San, the little blacksmith, show off his skills to open everyone's eyes.

Not far away, a congratulatory message came from Tang Hao: "My son is really awesome. He has a seventy-eight percentile in this random cloak hammer technique."

If Ah Yin had eyes, she would be filled with tears. It's a pity that her son has to support herself at such a young age, and the father she found for him is not reliable at all.

Looking at Tang San, who was panting slightly and sweating on his forehead after hitting twenty-seven hammers, the big man gulped and said: "Is this, is this the legendary random cloak hammering technique, the strongest king in the blacksmithing technique? It is said that the most powerful

A blacksmith can swing eighty-one hammers in a row to shape a piece of pig iron into what he wants. I thought this had been lost a long time ago!"

Wuliu occupies the front line: it is just closing the sect and hiding in a small mountain village. It is not that serious. A certain culprit is not far away.

Tang Hao: This blacksmith knows his stuff!

Tang San was not very surprised by this, because he had known for a long time that his father was not simple. In this way, Tang San officially became a member of Dahan Blacksmith. In the academy study plan, he began to join the fulfilling life of blacksmithing every afternoon, and every month

There is a silver coin guarantee.

Wu Liu: Applause, scatter flowers, croak, croak, croak, I want to eat a lot of big duck legs tonight.

I will answer your questions one by one:

1. This book has been signed, and the author will work hard to finish it. The author is a medical student, and the courses in his junior year are a bit tight. I will update it if I am busy, and try to update it continuously.

2. When will the article be updated? To be honest, the author has an irregular schedule. Sometimes it is late, sometimes it is early. I cannot guarantee it. I will make a decision after I save the manuscript.

3. I haven’t really thought about CP yet, but maybe I will be more biased towards Tang San.

(End of chapter)