Qingdong City is still as lively as before.
Although there were disaster victims camping inside and outside the city, and the entrance fee was still 10 copper coins, there were often wealthy families in the city who needed workers. Once they were called, a group of people would come rushing in, and the daily wage for each young and middle-aged laborer was only 50 copper coins.
After deducting the entrance fee, this money was enough for them to have three meals a day and bring some black flour porridge to their family members.
Some people have already started building mud houses outside the city walls, planning to settle there.
After all, it is close to a big city and safe.
After paying the fee and entering the city, Wang Yi had already agreed with Ping Shizhi on the way to go to the clinic. Ping Shizhi naturally welcomed him warmly and left first.
While Shenggen and others were going to buy supplies, Wang Yi went to the West Market by himself, ready to find a blacksmith to make something.
She has plenty of money now and is not afraid to spend it.
There is more and more land in the space. Although it can be moved by mind control, it would be more convenient if some tools were available.
There were not enough farm tools in the farm, so she took on the task of purchasing iron tools and went to the blacksmith shop to find someone to make them.
A large man wearing only a leather apron stood beside the clanging quenching furnace.
The dancing flames reflected on his body, and beads of sweat rolled down his red skin. The man took the red iron out of the furnace with tongs in his hands, then picked up the hammer and began to forge it.
Amidst the clanging sounds, sparks and impurities splashed out, and the formed iron tools were immersed in water. With a sizzling sound, a cloud of white mist rose.
"But Zhao Wu, the blacksmith?"
Wang Yi waved his hands to disperse the white mist and looked at the man who seemed to be riding on clouds in the mist.
She and Heping Shizhi had asked around in the car, and found out that the most exquisite iron forger in the city was none other than the blacksmith Zhao.
This was the person who moved here with him from Kyoto twenty years ago. In order to support his family, he started helping in the blacksmith shop when he was eleven or twelve years old.
At that time, he was too young to wield a hammer, but now he has become a famous master chef in the city. Unfortunately, there are constant disasters at home, and something goes wrong whenever he makes some money.
After many twists and turns, his mother died of illness and he had never married. He simply gave up the idea of getting married and ran the blacksmith shop alone, but his skills became more refined.
"Yeah. Want to make something?"
Zhao Wu continued to work and answered casually.
It seems that it doesn't matter whether I take this job or not.
"I need some farm tools and a few large pots. It's a big job. How about the boss let me in to talk?"
Wang Yi frowned. The stove was so hot that she was almost burnt.
When Zhao Wu heard that he needed to make some pots and farm tools, he stopped working and became really interested.
An iron pot costs at least two taels of silver. If you really want to make a few, you will be a big customer.
"Zhao Sheng, come here."
He called out to a young man of about eighteen or nineteen who came over and took over his hammer to continue forging. He wiped his face with the towel hanging around his neck and led Wang Yi into the shop.
"This is a blueprint. Can it be built?"
It's a curved plow, which Wang Yi drew himself. The only part where the blacksmith helped was the plowshare at the front corner.
"It's a very fine plow, but I've never seen one before, so I'm afraid it's a little unfamiliar to me. How much do you want?"
"Five plowshares, two kitchen knives, twenty small hoes, and twenty sickles. I also need two iron pots, and five small iron pots."
Wang Yi asked for a lot of things at once, not only for her family's use, but also for Uncle Li's family. Even when there was more farm work, Wang Yi didn't want her sons to be tired, so she had to hire people.
All in all, these farm tools are just the first batch and we will have to buy more in the future.
"So many? When do you want them?"
Zhao Wu finally set his sights on Wang Yi. This was a big customer, and he had to remember his appearance.
"Is there something on my face?" Wang Yi saw him staring at her, and touched her face, but didn't feel anything.
"No, no. It's just that it's rare for someone to order so many things, and I wanted to take note of your appearance. Whose wife are you from?"
Zhao Wu knew all the wealthy families in the city, but he had never seen this woman before. Although she was wearing coarse linen clothes, her clothes were not torn. Her face was as bright as the moon, and her eyebrows and eyes were full of cleverness.
No lady came out to buy these things, so he thought she was a new manager.
But these days, the manager has never seen anyone use a woman, so he thinks it is rare.
"My family fled here, and now we've rented a piece of land outside the city. My late husband's surname is Li. Just write to the Li family to place an order."
"Late husband? Sorry, ma'am. I'll write it for you right away. The quantity is large, so the deposit will be 10 taels, okay?"
"Okay. My son will pay the balance when he comes to pick up the goods."
"I can send an apprentice to your farm."
"That's even better. Thank you, Blacksmith Zhao."
After Wang Yi left, Zhao Wu remained in a trance for a long time. He walked over to another furnace, where the iron ingot in his hand was flattened and then rounded again. A crackling sound finally brought him out of his thoughts. He looked at the ingot under the hammer again and quickly threw it into the fire. He glanced around at the apprentices and, realizing no one was paying attention, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Standing in front of the table and drinking a gulp of cold water, he picked up the drawing of the curved plow and looked at it carefully.
The drawing was made with charcoal, without any extra strokes, and was made entirely of wood. The only part that required his help was the plowshare where the soil was plowed.
There are three handsome little characters next to it, which read "Curved Plow", and even the dimensions are marked.
Very exquisite!
He hadn't seen any changes in farm tools for a long time. If oxen were used to pull the plow, it would save a lot of effort.
He needs to figure out how to forge this thing, it doesn't look difficult.
After Wang Yi left the blacksmith shop, he went for a walk around the market.
Although we are here to complete a mission today, it is also important to buy things.
She seldom goes out alone, and this is her rare private time. She has to spend at least a few dozen taels of silver to fill the space and prepare food and drink, so that she can at least be comfortable.
First, I bought a lot of food, including snacks, cooked food, pasta, and some exquisitely made candied fruits and fruits.
The most important thing is that I bought a few chicks and put them in a newly bought basket. They chirped and were very lively.
When she arrived at the porcelain workshop, she bought some coarse pottery and porcelain bowls, basins and jars. After counting the money, she took out some for her own use and put them into the space when no one was around. She had the rest delivered to the door of the clinic. The family had agreed to meet there after buying the supplies.
This time, he walked to the clinic with a satisfied look on his face, holding the candy in his mouth.
As soon as I stepped in, I suddenly saw a group of people surrounding Ping Shizhi, talking to each other in a heated voice. A woman in red was lying on the ground, her lips were purple and the corners of her mouth were stained with blood, and she was spitting white foam all over the ground.
One of the young men suddenly grabbed Ping Shizhi's collar and said, "You quack! My sister got poisoned after drinking your medicine! Two lives have been lost. Pay me back now!"
Ping Shizhi opened his mouth but couldn't explain himself. He pointed at the woman on the ground and said angrily, "How could Antai Baorong's medicine be poisoned? You didn't investigate it thoroughly and insisted that it was my medicine. Isn't this extortion?"
Wang Yi's eyebrows jumped and she looked at the woman on the ground. The system panel recording the woman's physical details floated out.
Tsk, now it’s time to work.
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