Just as he was standing in front of the shop in a daze, Mr. Cai from Songhelou across the street had already poked his head out from the second floor with a smile and waved to Chu Tian: "Master Dali, let's still follow the old rules? Shall I send you ten kilograms of the best beast meat? And three kilograms of good wine?"
Chu Tian smacked his lips. He was still thinking about the brothel, and subconsciously said, "Give me an eight-dish feast today, and cook it carefully. Hey, give me a plate of 'Apricot Blossom Spring'... I'm tired of eating and drinking all day long."
Boss Cai was stunned for a moment, then suddenly smiled with wrinkles all over his face: "Hey, this is great, isn't it? How about we go to the North Street and call two singing girls for Master Dali? Hehe, knowing it's Master Dali's call, those little girls will be so happy!"
As he was talking, Boss Cai looked at Chu Tian's strong muscles that looked like they were chopped by a knife or an axe with envy, and he actually swallowed his saliva subconsciously.
Chu Tian shuddered, rolled his eyes, and snorted unhappily, "The little girl doesn't want it anymore. Are you interested, come and have a drink together? Oh, there are some things that I need your help to think of."
Chu Tian invited people to drink, and people from the silk shop, clothing shop, herbal medicine shop, and a few shops a little further away, especially the old doctor Huang, the owner of a medical clinic, all came over.
There was no need for the waiters of Songhelou to bring the banquet. Chu Tian invited everyone into Songhelou, opened a private room on the second floor, and served a table of excellent banquet. After three rounds of drinks, Chu Tian sighed heavily: "Ah!"
They were all businessmen. Except for Doctor Huang who remained silent, the other shop owners started asking Chu Tianwei and sighed.
Chu Tian put on the bearing of a master and said in a deep voice: "My skills as Hu Dali were not easy to come by. I have been wandering around with my master since I was young, looking for rare minerals and forging various weapons. It was not easy to achieve this."
Chu Tian patted his thigh vigorously, drooped his eyelids, put on an expression of reminiscing about an old friend and said in a deep voice: "I still remember that when the old master passed away, he held my hand and asked me to carry forward the blacksmithing skills of our lineage..."
Shopkeeper Mu of the herbal medicine shop next door widened his eyes. He looked at Chu Tian and asked carefully, "What does Master Dali mean?"
Chu Tian clapped his hands suddenly and laughed loudly, "Take in disciples! That's right, take in disciples! We want to carry forward the blacksmithing skills of our lineage and make our master's reputation famous. We plan to take in more than ten or twenty disciples from him, depending on whether the yard can accommodate them!"
Pointing to the courtyard opposite Songhe Tower, Chu Tian sighed: "I hope we can find a few talented people so that our craft can be passed down."
Without waiting for the shopkeepers to speak, Chu Tian said in a deep voice: "We also know the rules of the craftsmanship. We don't have so many harsh conditions for accepting apprentices. As long as he learns those skills and can forge qualified weapons, he can sign a contract to forge for me for ten years and then he can become my apprentice at any time."
Chu Tian waved his hand, drank a pot of wine, and said loudly: "We don't need so many twists and turns. After they leave, they just need to remember that they are my disciples of Hu Dali and the name of our master. That's enough."
The shopkeepers' eyes lit up at the same time, they looked at each other, and a subtle curve appeared at the corners of their mouths!
They all witnessed Chu Tian’s speed in making money, and they are all neighbors after all!
Every day, Chu Tian could be seen holding a sledgehammer and hammering on the anvil. After a series of "ding-ding-dang-dang" noises, a sword would be formed. These swords could be sold at sky-high prices of hundreds of gold coins!
Occasionally, Chu Tian would forge a weapon for some well-known martial artists in Baigu City, and he would earn at least three or four hundred gold coins!
In the past six months, Chu Tian has earned at least tens of thousands of gold coins!
Tens of thousands of gold coins!
This is the profit of these shop owners for several years or even more than ten years!
The blacksmith industry has a future, if one can learn Chu Tian's craft... Especially the shop owners, they are just shop owners, not the owners of the shops. To put it bluntly, they are also working for others.
Whose family doesn’t have a relative? Whose relative doesn’t have a son or a grandson?
Chu Tian drank wine in big gulps, and after a round of wanton eating and drinking, he deliberately stimulated his blood and made his face red. He paid for the banquet, left Songhe Tower with slow and staggering steps, placed a bamboo chair at the door of his own blacksmith shop, lay down on it and fell into a deep sleep.
In the afternoon, another twenty or so strong martial artists came to Chu Tian’s blacksmith shop to buy weapons.
Chu Tian slept like a dead pig, but the shopkeepers of the two shops on his left and right helped him to take care of the business. Most of the weapons on the weapon rack were sold. More than fifty swords actually brought Chu Tian more than nine thousand gold coins!
When the two shopkeepers helped Chu Tian collect the money, their hearts were trembling!
It's too easy to make money here. Why don't their silk shops and herbal medicine shops have such good business?
Early the next morning, Chu Tian lazily stood up from the chair under the eaves of the shop, wiped the dew on his face vigorously, and yawned vigorously. He waved his arms vigorously, and his knotted muscles squirmed like a strange python, and his bones made a "cracking" sound.
A childish cry of surprise came from the street in front of the blacksmith shop.
Chu Tian rolled his eyes and saw dozens of middle-aged men in simple clothes and with honest faces standing respectfully in front of the blacksmith shop, accompanied by one or two children or teenagers aged from seven or eight to fifteen or sixteen.
Seeing Chu Tian open his eyes, these middle-aged men fell to their knees one after another.
Without waiting for them to speak, Chu Tian waved his hand and said casually: "I know what you are here for. It's just to become my disciple. It's not that troublesome. You kids are all good. You can see that they are not spoiled. As long as they can endure hardships, have strength, and are willing to work, I swear to heaven and earth that I will definitely teach them how to make a living!"
Standing up, Chu Tianchao said solemnly to the middle-aged men: "Here, everyone can rest assured. These children are with me, and I will take care of their food and drink. I dare not say anything else, but they will have enough rice, good meat, vegetables and fruits every day. In addition to ironwork, I, Hu Dali, also know a few words and some principles of doing things. I can teach them all!"
Clapping his hands, Chu Tian said calmly: "In front of so many fellow villagers and neighbors, I, Hu Dali, will speak frankly. I am not that kind of black-hearted master. If the apprentice makes a mistake, he can just leave. I will not beat, scold, or abuse them!"
Chu Tian waved his hand vigorously, turned around and walked into the blacksmith shop, and said calmly to the thirty or forty children and teenagers: "If you want to become my disciple, come in! Well, there are rooms upstairs, plus two rows of side rooms, so you can squeeze in and live there. This is your batch, I will accept you as my disciple next time, when you have graduated!"
A group of middle-aged men were stunned for a while, and then they all laughed ecstatically.
The group of children and teenagers looked at their father, gritted their teeth, and followed Chu Tian closely.
These kids... they just want to learn a skill to make a living from Chu Tian. At this time, it is impossible for them to imagine what kind of teacher they have found!