The smell of wine is refreshing.

But I didn’t know they hadn’t paid until I saw that the student didn’t intend to leave.
Liang Ping left some gold coins when he scored his skills, which was to ask in a low voice, "How many gold coins are there?"
"Two cocktails of gold coins" with a smile.
"hmm"
Liang Ping doesn’t hesitate to give money. For him who has a touch of gold, the price is not expensive at all.
After too many days, I can finally get drunk.
Liang Ping used to drink very little, but today she gulps down the blue fruit cocktail on the table.
"Gollum!"
If you don’t finish the wine, you will feel dizzy and faint.
Chapter 133 Artifact Master
When Liang Ping woke up again, it was already noon on March 1.
In the hot sun, there are waves of rhythm while the iron is hot.
"bang!"
"bang!"
"bang!"
Swinging his heavy head out of the room, he saw a handsome shirtless man banging a red-hot iron block seriously.
The iron block gradually formed into an iron pestle in his hammer.
Liang Ping immediately realized that he was in a blacksmith’s shop.
Clapping his groggy head, he remembered that he was in a famous bar with Mo Chen, but after drinking a fruit cocktail, he was unconscious.
"Is this Jin Muyang blacksmith shop?"
Think like this, my heart suddenly rises with a faint excitement.
Is striding forward and asking, "Brother, are you an artifact master Jin Muyang?"
The blacksmith paid no attention to Liang Ping, but continued to concentrate on striking the iron.
See him sweating next to the fire from time to time to explode violently.
"poof-poof!"
Dry wood burns very fast, and a child next to him quickly puts dry wood into the stove and pulls the bellows hard.
Liang Ping suddenly felt embarrassed for fear that he would disturb the blacksmith and quietly walked out of the blacksmith shop.
Sure enough, when I saw a home improvement shop on the opposite side, I immediately confirmed the identity of the handsome man. He must be Jin Muyang, and the owner of the opposite shop must be Yi Shuang, the master of the outfit.
But where did Mo Chen go?
I was about to go in and visit the store, but I saw the door suddenly open inside.
Stop here and look around. There don’t seem to be too many people in this village. The streets are sparsely populated. Occasionally, a few children frolic and run across the streets, which is the most beautiful sight in this street.
"alas!"
I can wait for the blacksmith to think about my own problems manually.
However, the blacksmith seems to have finished hitting a pestle and shoveling endlessly.
Moreover, his business is extremely prosperous, and there are an endless stream of guests, and people from neighboring villages come here to look for him to build farm tools.
Seeing that the blacksmith was very polite to everyone who came to build farm tools, he thought that he was short of some tools and finally thought of a way to talk to him.
Is strode to say, "boss, I want a digging shovel and a mowing medicine sickle. How many gold coins do these need?"
The blacksmith heard the news but still ignored Liang Ping’s focus on his work.
At the same time, he walked into the blacksmith’s shop and asked the blacksmith to build farm tools, but he was extremely enthusiastic
Liang Ping suddenly felt extremely puzzled, that is, with a smile on his face, he walked over to the fire-burning child and asked softly, "I want a digging shovel and a mowing medicine sickle, little handsome boy. How much does it cost?"
When the child heard that he was also absorbed in his own work, he gasped and replied, "I’m afraid there are more than that. Both the pestle and the sickle need a gold coin. If you want to save money, just choose the right one."
Liang Pingwen one leng glanced around the blacksmith’s shop only to find that there were actually pestles and sickles hanging everywhere.
"Holy shit!"
Suddenly I felt anxious about my observation.
But I still left two gold coins and picked a shovel and sickle.
Satisfied income personal backpack