Ok? Okay?

Zhang Ye Zhengchou didn't know how to open the deadlock, Wang Yueban's proposal made him suddenly clear.

Zhang Ye has always had a limitation of thinking when he opened a blacksmith shop, that is, when customers come to the door, Zhang Ye gets paid 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, can’t he just export the finished products?

Someone gave a pillow when I was about to fall asleep!

Zhang Ye asked: "Will create magic weapons, but not many. What magic weapons are best sold by auction houses?"

Wang Yueban was a little lost when he heard Zhang Ye say that there were not many people who would do it. Wouldn't Zhang Ye build a magic pill cauldron? But Wang Yueban was embarrassed to ask, after all, it was understandable that the forging master was only good at some forging techniques.

Wang Yue pondered for a while: "If you say it's the best seller, it must be a magic weapon for swords and swords, with the widest range of customers."

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

Wang Yue half listened to Zhang Ye’s words, presumably the swords and magic weapons he created are also at the level of spiritual weapons. After all, he can tinker with the magic weapons of the magic pill. He was overjoyed: "Boss Zhang, if you can trust it, please hand in all the magic weapons you have created. Give me the month of Mount Emei, and the sales income will be divided into two parts."

Although Wang Yueban had problems with his aesthetic level, his character was not bad. Zhang Ye believed it. As for the two to eight divisions, it was almost the same ratio. Zhang Ye agreed: "By the way, I don't have materials suitable for making swords. , Do you have any material dealers you know?" The material mall is too expensive. Since you want to sell finished swords, you have to save costs.

Wang Yue pondered for a while: "In this way, my auction house has stocked up a lot of materials. What do you want, I will send it to you in the afternoon, and the sales proceeds will be directly deducted from the cost."

"Row!"

After the negotiation, Wang Yue returned to Mount Emei happily. The materials Zhang Ye reported to him were all of the spirit weapon level, which shows that Zhang Ye must build a spirit weapon!

The four major auction houses in Tiandao City each have their shortcomings and strengths. The shortage of magic weapons is the biggest shortcoming of Emeishan Yue. Even if Zhang Ye forged all low-grade spiritual weapons, Emeishan Yue can alleviate this shortcoming.

Besides, if Mount Emei receives a potent Danding in the future, it will be refined into a spiritual weapon by Zhang Ye, and it will make a huge profit.

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

By the way, for some reason, Wang Yueban mistakenly thought that Zhang Ye could only make swords and magic weapons, while Zhang Ye mistakenly thought that the auction house only accepts swords and magic weapons.

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

When Wang Yueban returned to Mount Emei, he patted his forehead and remembered that he was looking for Zhang Ye to sublimate his signature, 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 in the backyard, Zhang Ye's face went dark.

I saw a colorful spirit chicken rushing all over the yard. Murong Hongzhuang was chasing and killing him with a kitchen knife. The pangolin was so frightened that he was slicing the wall like a frenzy. When he saw Zhang Ye, he rushed forward and grabbed Zhang. Ye's trouser legs trembled.

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

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

"Come on, you won't, I'll do it." Zhang Ye looked at the embarrassment of the yard, and resisted not getting angry.

"Who said I wouldn't?" Murong Hongzhuang was so annoyed that Zhang Ye was looked down upon by Zhang Ye. Spiritual power gushed out and slashed at the spirit chicken that jumped up and down.

The spirit chicken just jumped in front of Zhang Ye, was hit by Murong Hongzhuang's spirit, and instantly burst into blood mist, spraying Zhang Ye all over.

Zhang Ye stared at Murong Hongzhuang dumbfounded, killing a chicken unexpectedly made such a great trick.

Murong Hongzhuang was shocked when he saw Zhang Ye's face covered with blood, and knew that he was in trouble, so he quickly handed Zhang Ye a towel, and squatted: "The effect is good!"

"My Nima..." Zhang Ye felt that he was already a shameless person. He didn't expect someone to be more shameless than himself. Zhang Ye was so angry that he wiped a handful of chicken blood from his face, "The effect is good, then you try Try it!"

Murong Hongzhuang backed away and Zhang Ye stepped forward, but he ignored one thing and the pangolin hugged him by his legs.

Zhang Ye stumbled and stumbled, 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 rubbed blood. .

The two looked at each other, and Zhang Ye got up with a whistling sound. His face was red as blood. No, there was blood on his face. He bitterly took the pangolin off his leg. My first kiss, um, come to heaven. The first kiss after the city.

Murong Hongzhuang was still lying on the ground in a dazed manner, and Zhang Ye said in disbelief: "Well, it's best to beautify your face with chicken blood. Lying down is the best way to apply it."

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

"Little bastard, don't run!" Murong Hongzhuang screamed, and if you threw it down and snatched the first kiss, it's fine, dare to find my old lady to lose money? Grab a kitchen knife and chase.

Zhang Ye was chased and killed in three streets. Fortunately, Tiandao City could not kill people with aura. Zhang Ye circled around and hid in the blacksmith's shop before closing the door and he was relieved.

Murong Hongzhuang smashed the door and said, "Shrink your head, turtle, have the ability to come out!"

"You only shrank your head, and you have the ability to come in!" Zhang Ye was confident, "As long as you dare to come in, I won't cut you off!"

"Then you open the door!" Murong Hongzhuang scolded.

"Why should I open the door for you?"

"You don't open the door, are you? I'll go to Chengshou Mansion and tell you for insulting me!" Murong Hongzhuang threatened.

"Go and sue, Xiaoye is just about to sue you for insulting me!"

"You are a man, how could I insult you?" Murong Hongzhuang was about to vomit blood because of Zhang Ye's shameless anger.

"You are refining the emptiness, and you have been assaulted by me as the pinnacle of foundation building. It is impossible to explain it. It is only reasonable if I am forced to be assaulted by your force!" Zhang Ye took a cup of tea and drank while bickering.

"You!" Murong was so angry that he couldn't speak. After all, he was a powerful person for refining the void. When Zhang Ye rushed over, he could break a few bones with a single palm, but why didn't he make a move at the time? What?

At this moment, Zhang Ye said: "Well, I don't want the money from Lingji, and it's evened. You don't shout at me, okay?"

"You compare me to a chicken?" Murong Hongzhuang was dumbfounded.

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

Murong Hongzhuang was so angry that she was about to break her gong, but now there is nothing to do with this hob meat, but she had a clever idea, and thought of something, she burst into tears: "I don't care, you have kissed someone, you have to marry me!"

When Zhang Ye heard this, it was like a bolt from the blue: "Well, where is there no fragrant grass in the end of the world, why marry this handsome grass."

"No matter, my mother said, if someone kissed him, you must marry him!" Murong Hongzhuang was very pitiful.

"You..." Zhang Ye knew that Murong Hongzhuang 80% was talking about the calf, but once this kind of thing was implemented, it would really be impossible to get rid of it.

"Okay, I was wrong!" Zhang Ye refused to accept it, there was still a mountain high.

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

"Don't talk about it, I'm panicking..." Zhang Ye rubbed the goosebumps on his hands, "Speak well, how do you want me to make up for you? If you mess around, there will be no store after this village!"

Murong Hongzhuang originally wanted to toss Zhang Ye, but after such a fuss, his stomach became hungry: "Okay, let me come in first, you have done the meal, and then talk about compensation."

"It's okay to let you in, but you can't beat me. If you maimed me, you can't cook." Zhang Ye said cautiously.

"Okay!" Murong Hongzhuang didn't worry, as long as he could enter the house, Zhang Ye couldn't escape her palm.

Zhang Ye opened the door, and Murong Hongzhuang was about to go in and kick Zhang Ye in both feet, but she and Zhang Ye looked at each other and smiled at each other's big painted face.

This smile is not so angry. On the contrary, it seems to be very funny. Just like this, I ran three streets?

The two smiled and laughed. They felt so embarrassed when they thought of kissing like this just now. Zhang Ye went to cook and Murong Hongzhuang was playing with pangolins.

Not long after, Zhang Ye made a good meal, and the two settled down on the table.

"Come on, how do you want me to make up for you?" Zhang Ye had no appetite, and asked worriedly after eating a few chopsticks.

"Let's discuss it later. Anyway, my old lady is so unbearable. When I say that I want to marry you, you won't?" Somehow, Murong Hongzhuang was very concerned about this matter.

"It's beautiful!" Zhang Ye sighed, "But I have a place in my heart."

The first half of the sentence made Murong Hongzhuang's heart full of joy, but in the second half, Murong Hongzhuang became inexplicably upset.

"Oh, I can't see that it is very specific, what is the name of the girl I like, and what does it look like?" Murong Hongzhuang asked casually.

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

Murong Hongzhuang was stunned: "What is one, is there another one?" A big-headed ghost.

This is also what Zhang Ye is entangled with. From the bottom of his heart, he loves Han Linger very much~lightnovelpub.net~ Although the story of the two is very ordinary, it is unforgettable. When something like that happened to Xiaoen later, Zhang Ye also had her place in her heart, even half of it.

"The other one, I don't know her real name, I gave her a name called Xiaoen, the goddess descended from the earth."

Zhang Ye said of the two girls, their faces filled with happiness.

Murong Hongzhuang doesn't know what's going on, but feels upset. Maybe he hates a man like Zhang Ye. He sneered, "Hmph, I'm not as pretty as I am anyway."

Zhang Ye rolled his eyes and said in an aura: "Nonsense, I'll know if I show you a picture."

Zhang Ye unfolded the picture scroll from the Magic Treasure Association: "Although I don't know if this is Xiaoen, she is like this."

Murong Hongzhuang squinted, but wanted to see how an immortal descended from the earth. But she was stunned at a glance. Although she was both a woman, she also felt that the girl in the painting was very amazing, her temperament was dusty, and she inexplicably put away her contempt.

Wait, Murong Hongzhuang saw the sword worn by the woman, her pupils dilated, and a dusty memory appeared in her heart.