Chapter 099 Looking Back

Um? Is this still possible?

Zhang Ye was worried about how to break the deadlock, but Wang Yueban's suggestion suddenly made him enlightened.

Zhang Ye has always had a thinking limitation when opening a blacksmith shop, that is, customers come to the door, and Zhang Ye gets paid after paying for his skills.

But Wang Yueban's auction house can help sell magic weapons, so Zhang Ye doesn't have to wait for customers to come to his door, and can he just export the finished product directly?

I was just about to fall asleep when someone gave me a pillow!

Zhang Ye asked: "They know how to make magic weapons, but not many of them know how. Which magic weapon sells best in the auction house?"

Wang Yueban was a little disappointed when he heard that Zhang Ye said that not many people knew how to do it. Could it be that Zhang Ye didn't know how to build a spiritual weapon, an elixir? But Wang Yueban was embarrassed to ask. After all, it was understandable that the blacksmith was only good at some forging techniques.

Wang Yue thought about it for a while: "If I want to say that the best seller is, it must be the sword magic weapon, which has the widest range of customers."

"Swords and magic weapons? I'm good at it!" Zhang Ye was confident.

Wang Yueban heard Zhang Ye say that he was good at it, and the swords and magic weapons he forged must be at the level of spiritual weapons. After all, he could tinker with the spiritual weapon Danding, so he was overjoyed: "Boss Zhang, if you can trust me, please hand over all the swords and magic weapons that you have made." Give me the Emei Mountain Moon, and I will divide the proceeds from you eight and two."

Although Wang Yueban has some problems with his aesthetic standards, his character is not bad. Zhang Ye can trust him. As for the 28% share, it is almost the same ratio. Zhang Ye agreed: "By the way, I don't have the materials suitable for making swords and magic weapons." , do you know any material dealers? "The material mall is too expensive. Since we want to sell finished swords, we need to save costs.

Wang Yue pondered for a while: "In this way, my auction house has a lot of materials in stock. Whatever you want, I will have someone deliver it to you in the afternoon. The cost will be directly deducted from the subsequent sales proceeds."

"OK!"

After the negotiation was settled, Wang Yue returned to Mount Emei happily. The materials Zhang Ye reported to him were all at the spiritual weapon level, which meant that Zhang Ye definitely wanted to create a spiritual weapon!

The four major auction houses in Tiandao City each have their shortcomings and strengths. The insufficient supply of magic weapons is Emeishan Yue's biggest shortcoming. Even if Zhang Ye forges low-grade spiritual weapons, Emeishan Yue can alleviate this shortcoming.

Besides, if Emeishan Yue receives a potential elixir cauldron in the future and gives it to Zhang Ye to refine into a spiritual weapon, he will make a lot of money.

For this reason, Wang Yueban is very satisfied with this cooperation.

By the way, for some reason, Wang Yueban mistakenly believed that Zhang Ye only knew how to make swords and magic weapons, while Zhang Ye mistakenly thought that the auction house only accepted swords and magic weapons.

Therefore, this is a spiritual exchange, otherwise there will be fewer detours.

Wang Yueban returned to Mount Emei, and after slapping his forehead, he remembered that he was looking for Zhang Ye to sublimate his brand, so he would go there again in the afternoon.

Zhang Ye closed the door and walked into the backyard happily. After all, the most troublesome problem was solved and he was in a good mood.

But as soon as he arrived at the backyard, Zhang Ye's face darkened.

I saw a colorful chicken running around the yard. Murong Hongzhuang was chasing him with a kitchen knife. The pangolin was so frightened that it scratched the wall like crazy. When it saw Zhang Ye, it rushed towards him and grabbed Zhang Ye. Ye's trouser legs were shaking.

"Murong Hongzhuang, what are you doing?" Zhang Ye scolded.

"Kill the chicken!" At this point, she swallowed.

"Come on, you don't know how, I'll do it." Zhang Ye looked at the mess in the yard and tried not to get angry.

"Who said I can't do it?" Murong Hongzhuang was so angry that she was looked down upon by Zhang Ye. Her spiritual power spurted out and she slashed at the jumping chicken.

The spiritual chicken just jumped in front of Zhang Ye and was hit by Murong Hongzhuang's spiritual energy. It instantly exploded into blood mist and sprayed Zhang Ye all over.

Zhang Ye stared at Murong Hongzhuang dumbfounded. He could kill a chicken with such a unique trick.

Murong Hongzhuang was startled when she saw Zhang Ye's face covered with blood. Knowing that she was in trouble, she quickly handed Zhang Ye a towel and said stumblingly: "The blood of the spiritual chicken can beautify the skin, and the effect is great!"

"Fuck me..." Zhang Ye felt that he was already a shameless person. He didn't expect that there was someone even more shameless than him. Zhang Ye was so angry that he wiped a handful of chicken blood from his face, "The effect is good, then you can try it too." Try it!”

Murong Hongzhuang retreated and Zhang Ye stepped forward, but he ignored one thing. The pangolin hugged his legs.

Zhang Ye stumbled and fell, and Murong Hongzhuang screamed and was thrown to the ground. But soon Murong Hongzhuang couldn't scream because Zhang Ye blocked her mouth with his mouth, and both of them were covered in chicken blood. .

The two looked at each other, Zhang Ye got up with a whoosh, his face was as red as blood, no, his face was originally blood, he took the pangolin off his lap bitterly, it was my first kiss, uh, come to heaven. The first kiss after the city.

Murong Hongzhuang was still lying on the ground in a daze, Zhang Ye said: "Well, the spirit chicken blood is used to beautify and nourish the skin. The best effect is to apply it while lying down."

"Also, after applying the chicken blood, remember to pay me the chicken money." After Zhang Ye said this, he rushed out of the door.

"Little bastard, don't run away!" Murong Hongzhuang screamed angrily. Even if you knocked her down and took away her first kiss, how dare you ask me to compensate you? He grabbed the kitchen knife and gave chase.

Zhang Ye was chased for three streets. Fortunately, Tiandao City couldn't use spiritual energy to kill people. Zhang Ye circled around and hid back in the blacksmith shop. He closed the door and breathed a sigh of relief.

Murong Hongzhuang banged the door loudly: "You are so shy, come out if you have the ability!"

"You're such a coward, you have the ability to come in!" Zhang Ye was confident, "As long as you dare to come in, see if I don't hurt you!"

"Then open the door!" Murong Hongzhuang scolded.

"Why should I open the door for you?"

"If you don't open the door, right? I'll go to the city guard's house and sue you for molesting me!" Murong Hongzhuang threatened.

"Go and sue me. I just want to sue you for molesting me!"

"You are a man, how could I molest you?" Murong Hongzhuang was so angry at Zhang Ye's shamelessness that she almost vomited blood.

"You, a great master of Void Refining, were molested by me, a peak-level Foundation Establishment man. There is no way you can justify it. It is only reasonable for me to be molested by you using force!" Zhang Ye brought a cup of tea and started bickering while drinking it.

"You!" Murong was so angry that he couldn't speak. Speaking of which, he was a great master of virtual refining. When Zhang Ye rushed towards him, he could break several bones with just one palm. But why didn't he take action at that time? Woolen cloth?

At this moment, Zhang Ye said: "Let's do this. I won't take the Lingji's money. Let's treat it as even. Don't yell at me to kill him, okay?"

"Are you comparing me to a chicken?" Murong Hongzhuang was stunned.

"Ahem, although the value of the spiritual chicken is higher, who makes me a man? I can bend and stretch!" Zhang Ye looked like he had suffered a big loss.

Murong Hongzhuang was so angry that she almost lost her strength, but now there was nothing she could do with this hob meat, but she had an idea, thought of something, and suddenly started crying: "I don't care, if you kiss someone, you have to marry me!"

When Zhang Ye heard this, he was like a thunderbolt from the blue: "What, there is no grass anywhere in the world, why marry this handsome grass."

"No matter, my mother said that if she is kissed by someone, she must marry him!" Murong Hongzhuang looked pitiful.

"You..." Zhang Ye knew that Murong Hongzhuang was probably talking nonsense, but once this kind of thing was implemented, he couldn't even brush it off.

"Okay, I was wrong!" Zhang Ye refused to accept it. There is a mountain higher than the mountain.

Murong Hongzhuang snorted proudly: "Do you know you are wrong? But I still want to marry you."

"Don't talk about this, you're so scared..." Zhang Ye rubbed the goosebumps on his hands, "Speak carefully and tell me how you want me to compensate you. If you keep fooling around, there won't be this store after this village!"

Murong Hongzhuang originally wanted to torment Zhang Ye, but after such a fuss for a while, she felt hungry: "Okay, let me come in first, and you can cook the meal, and then we can talk about compensation."

"I can let you in, but you can't hit me. If I'm disabled, I won't be able to cook." Zhang Ye said carefully.

"Okay!" Murong Hongzhuang was not in a hurry. As long as Zhang Ye could enter the house, Zhang Ye would not be able to escape her grasp.

Zhang Ye opened the door, and Murong Hongzhuang was about to go in and kick Zhang Ye, but she and Zhang Ye looked at each other, and when they saw each other's big face, they laughed so much that they beat their chests.

This smile is no longer so angry. On the contrary, it seems to be quite interesting. Just like this, he ran three streets?

The two of them smiled and laughed, thinking that they had kissed like this just now, and felt so embarrassed, so they said no more. Zhang Ye cooked the food, while Murong Hongzhuang played with the pangolin.

Not long after, Zhang Ye prepared the meal and the two of them sat down at the table.

"Tell me, how do you want me to compensate you?" Zhang Ye had no appetite and asked worriedly after eating a few chopsticks.

"We'll discuss it later. Speaking of which, I'm so unbearable. Why did you stop as soon as I said I wanted to marry you?" For some reason, Murong Hongzhuang was very concerned about this matter.

"She is as beautiful as a fairy!" Zhang Ye sighed, "But I have my heart set on something."

The first half of the sentence made Murong Hongzhuang feel happy, but the second half of the sentence made Murong Hongzhuang inexplicably unhappy.

"Oh, I can't tell she's very dedicated. What's the name of the girl you like and what does she look like?" Murong Hongzhuang asked casually.

"Well..." Zhang Ye was silent for a moment, "One is named Han Ling'er, and Zhong Ling Yuxiu."

Murong Hongzhuang was startled: "What do you mean one? Is there another one?" It was a big-headed ghost.

This is something Zhang Ye is also struggling with. From the bottom of his heart, he loves Han Ling'er deeply. Although their story is very ordinary, it is unforgettable. What happened to Xiao En later made her have a place in Zhang Ye's heart, even half of it.

"The other one, I don't know her real name. I named her Xiao En, a fairy from heaven."

Zhang Ye talked about the two girls with a happy look on his face.

Murong Hongzhuang didn't know what was going on, but she just felt unhappy. Maybe she was disgusted with a man like Zhang Ye who was a playboy, so she sneered, "Huh, no matter what, she's not as beautiful as me."

Zhang Ye rolled his eyes and said angrily: "That's nonsense, I'll show you a painting and you'll know."

Zhang Ye unfolded the picture scroll that the Magic Weapon Association asked for: "Although I don't know if this is Xiao En's painting, this is what she looks like."

Murong Hongzhuang glanced sideways, wanting to see how an immortal descended to earth. But she was stunned at first glance. Although they were both women, she also felt that the girl in the painting was very stunning and had an extraordinary temperament, so she inexplicably stopped her contempt.

Wait, Murong Hongzhuang saw the sword worn by the woman, her pupils dilated, and a dusty memory came to mind.