Chapter 405: Grand Opening

Renhe Lingbaozhai only has a small shop, and it is impossible to decorate it exactly like the Magic Blacksmith Shop. Zhang Ye slightly modified it and put up the signboard of the Magic Blacksmith Shop.

However, Zhang Ye, the signature of Renhe Lingbaozhai, did not demolish it, which can be regarded as inheriting Li Renhe's spirit.

"Magic Blacksmith Shop, Renhe Lingbaozhai." Zhang Ye looked at the two signs and nodded with satisfaction, what a poem, what a poem.

At this moment, Baolai Pavilion next door noticed the movement. Shopkeeper Wu, who had previously quarreled with Li Renhe, rushed over: "Who are you? Where did Li Renhe go?"

Zhang Ye looked at Shopkeeper Wu, thinking that we would all be neighbors from now on, so he might as well introduce himself briefly: "My name is Zhang Ye, Senior Li has transferred the shop to me. From now on, I will be the magical blacksmith." Shopkeeper Wu, I have admired him for a long time.”

Zhang Ye was an escaped slave, but he did not use a pseudonym and even hung up the sign of the Magic Blacksmith Shop. Firstly, because he escaped on the spot, the identity of the slave was not counted. Secondly, Zhang Ye felt that if Ahua Tuanzi When people hear about it, they will definitely find a way to come and reunite.

Of course, Zhang Ye had not thought of starting with the slave trader to find the whereabouts of Ahua Tuanzi and others, but the slave trader was quite powerful, and Zhang Ye had to accumulate some strength before he dared to touch him.

well, let's get back to business.

Fatty Wu looked a little angry when he heard Zhang Ye's words. Instead of selling the shop to Baolai Pavilion, Li Renhe sold it to a young man casually.

Moreover, I heard that the young man called Li Renhe his senior, and he was expected to be a more novice blacksmith, so he didn't pay much attention to it. However, after thinking about it, without Li Renhe's old antique to hinder him, the acquisition of this shop might not be so troublesome. .

Fatty Wu said with great wealth: "Zhang Ye, right? I don't think you should open this store. I'll pay three times the amount of money you paid Li Renhe to buy the store."

Zhang Ye looked surprised: "Seriously?"

Fatty Wu snorted coldly. He was indeed frightened by his huge sum of money. He nodded and said, "Seriously!"

Zhang Ye stretched out his fingers and counted them: "I paid 180 million of the best crystal cores to buy this shop. Shopkeeper Wu said three times, that's 540 million? Forget it, 40 million. Give me 500 million high-quality crystal cores and leave immediately."

Fatty Wu's pig-butt-like cheeks were trembling non-stop. Just such a palm-sized piece of pavement cost 180 million high-quality crystal cores? Who are you kidding? You can buy a hundred Baolai Pavilions like this.

Fatty Wu said angrily: "I'm not kidding you!"

Zhang Ye looked innocent: "I know Shopkeeper Wu is not joking, so when will you give me three times the purchase price?"

Fatty Wu finally couldn't help it, and scolded him almost hysterically: "It's such a small shop, but you really spent 180 million high-quality crystal cores. Are you crazy or am I crazy?"

"Just think I'm crazy, but I really spent 180 million high-quality crystal cores." Zhang Ye stretched out his hand, "No matter what, shopkeeper Wu wants to say three times the purchase price anyway, so he won't break his promise, right?"

I will eat your mother! If Fatty Wu hadn't relied on his identity, he would have almost cursed.

But Fatty Wu finally realized that what Zhang Ye said was because he didn't want to sell the shop and had the same moral character as Li Renhe.

Fatty Wu calmed down and said coldly: "Young man, you are still young. I advise you not to go against me. Sell the shop to me. It will be good for everyone."

Zhang Ye hammered his chest in agony: "Shopkeeper Wu, I didn't say I wouldn't sell it. Just give me the money and I'll leave right away!"

"You..." Fatty Wu was choked and couldn't speak for a long time. Zhang Ye really didn't say he wouldn't sell it.

Seeing that Zhang Ye was in the middle stage of the Immortal Emperor again, Fatty Wu had no choice but to say, "Wait for me!" After saying this, he turned around and left.

Zhang Ye waved his hand: "Shopkeeper Wu, have you gone back to raise money? I will definitely wait for you and will never sell it to others."

Fatty Wu staggered, almost falling, and quickly flashed back to Baolai Pavilion.

When passers-by saw this scene, they found it strange and started talking about it: "When Li Renhe was here, he was often tormented by shopkeeper Wu, but now this young man has made shopkeeper Wu so angry that he almost vomited blood. It's amazing!"

"But I see that this young man is starting to act arrogantly. How powerful is Baolai Pavilion? He won't be a key tenant for long."

Everyone had different opinions, took it as a joke, and left each other.

Zhang Ye forced shopkeeper Wu to quit at a sky-high price, expecting that he would not bother him again in a short time. Unexpectedly, before Zhang Ye sat on his buttocks, Fatty Wu came again.

However, this time Fatty Wu did not come alone. He also brought with him an old man with an immortal spirit, the early Immortal Emperor.

Zhang Ye was a little impatient: "Shopkeeper Wu, have you raised the money so quickly?"

Fatty Wu's face turned red and he immediately said: "Stop talking nonsense, since you want to do business here, you have to follow the rules. You need to defeat the blacksmith of my Baolai Pavilion!"

Zhang Ye recalled the scene where he was in the underworld and wanted to laugh, but he asked: "Who made this rule?"

"This is an agreed upon rule. You have to defeat a whole street of blacksmiths before you are eligible to open a shop. You are lucky, this whole street is my Baolai Pavilion's shop, you only need to defeat one of my Baolai Pavilion's blacksmiths! Fatty Wu said proudly.

Zhang Ye looked at the blacksmith brought by shopkeeper Wu, looking worried and hastily: "Do we really have to defeat him to open the shop?"

Fatty Wu thought that Zhang Ye was scared, and was very proud: "Of course." He paused and introduced, "This Master Wang is the second-level blacksmith of Duobao Pavilion. He is very good at making Hunyuan Spirits." Bao, there is almost nothing he can’t do.”

"Well, if you're scared, just admit defeat!" Fatty Wu sneered coldly.

Zhang Ye looked at Master Wang, his nostrils turned upward, and he was tugging at him. Zhang Ye was thinking that a scumbag who could create a Hunyuan Lingbao would not be able to tug at him.

However, Zhang Ye became playful and sighed: "In that case, let me learn Master Wang's clever tricks. Can we start now?"

Master Wang put his hands behind his back and snorted, a little disdainful to compete with this young man on forging skills, but because of Shopkeeper Wu's instructions, he could only say arrogantly: "Okay."

After Master Wang finished speaking, he wanted to see what kind of garbage Zhang Ye would forge. Unexpectedly, Zhang Ye punched Master Wang in the eye.

"Oh shit." Master Wang was punched away by Zhang Ye. He covered his eyes and huddled in the corner. He couldn't get up for a long time.

"You...how do you hit someone?" Shopkeeper Wu recovered from his stunned state and cursed: "You are so bold!"

"Hey, the Immortal Emperor in the early stage dares to spar with me, the Immortal Emperor in the middle stage. The world has changed." Zhang Ye muttered to himself innocently, as if he provoked me first.

Immediately, Zhang Ye continued: "Didn't you say that as long as I defeat Master Wang, I can open a store? I have defeated him now?"

Shopkeeper Wu was dumbfounded. Damn it, didn't you make it clear? I want you to compete with Master Wang on blacksmithing skills! Okay, maybe I didn't make it clear, but the discussion between the two blacksmiths couldn't be a fight, right?

Shopkeeper Wu was about to say something when Zhang Ye's face suddenly darkened and he held out a scarlet flying knife: "Oh, I understand, you have to kill Master Wang to win, right?"

Shopkeeper Wu was frightened. Zhang Ye was in the middle stage of the Immortal Emperor. In addition, if the flying knife in his hand was not mistaken, it was a Hongmeng treasure, right? If a fight really breaks out, shopkeeper Wu is no match for him, and even if he mobilizes the strong men in the store, he will probably have to lose a few people to take down Zhang Ye, which is not worth the loss.

"You're cruel!" Shopkeeper Wu gave in, picked up the seriously injured Master Wang, and returned to Baolai Pavilion next door.

The onlookers outside the door all clucked their tongues: "This young man is smarter than expected. Then where did Li Renhe find such a weirdo?"

"But he has offended Baolai Pavilion so much that he can't even think about doing business."

"Hey, you are still too young after all. Why should you be as ignorant as Li Renhe?"

Everyone shook their heads and dispersed, but thinking about Zhang Ye's sparring with Master Wang and knocking people over with one punch, they found it a bit funny and quickly spread the word.

Zhang Yelu made a fierce move, and shopkeeper Wu felt really comfortable and did not show up again until the afternoon.

By the way, Baolai Pavilion covers all aspects of Lingbao business such as restoration, refining, and creation. Zhang Ye’s shop is caught in the middle and has no competitiveness at all. In addition, the street where Zhang Ye is located is almost monopolized by Baolai Pavilion, which only sells great monks. For business, ordinary monks would not come, so until now, Zhang Ye's shop has really not had a single visitor.

This is also the reason why Li Renhe couldn't continue and had to reluctantly transfer.

However, Zhang Ye was used to being left alone. He had confidence in his craftsmanship, and sooner or later he would have customers come to his door, so he lay on the recliner, closed his eyes and rested, and learned about the experience of training and forging.

When the sun was about to set, a tall man with a beard entered Zhang Ye's shop: "Is your master here?"

Zhang Ye opened his eyes, looked at the bearded man for a moment, and thought to himself, "Master, I don't have a master."

"Who is the master you are talking about?" Zhang Ye asked.

"Isn't Li Renhe your master?" the bearded man asked.

Zhang Ye understood something. This person must be an acquaintance of Li Renhe. Seeing that he was young, he mistakenly thought he was a disciple of Li Renhe. Zhang Ye stood up and said: "Your Excellency, you have misunderstood. I am not a disciple of Senior Li. Senior Li transferred the shop to Me."

Zhang Ye thought of Li Renhe's instructions again and continued: "If you want to forge Lingbao, you can leave it to me and charge the fee according to the standards of Renhe Lingbaozhai."

This bearded man was only a Xuanxian, but Zhang Ye did not discriminate. He was a guest.

Zhang Ye was indeed not discriminatory, but the bearded man disliked Zhang Ye a little. If nothing else, he felt that Zhang Ye was young and not good at blacksmithing.

However, the bearded man's spiritual treasure was seriously damaged. If it is not repaired as soon as possible, the danger level in this Wanjie Market will increase significantly. Of course, the bearded man can find another place, such as Baolai Pavilion next door, but that will be very expensive.

The bearded man is a frequent visitor to Renhe Lingbaozhai and gets discounts.

Thinking of various factors, the bearded man took off the big knife he had been carrying on his back: "Brother, please help me take a look first."

Similarly, the bearded man also wanted to see if Zhang Ye could repair it.

How could Zhang Ye not know what the bearded man was thinking about when he hesitated earlier? He took the broadsword and looked at it. The Hunyuan-level spiritual treasure showed no damage to the blade, but its original power was severely depleted and had to be recharged.

Although Zhang Ye didn't have a system to help him identify, he still had good eyesight and found the crux immediately.

Seeing that Zhang Ye seemed to have some skills, the bearded man hesitated for a moment and then made up his mind: "Brother, this is the first time for you and me to do this, so please be gentle."