"Of course it's true."
Master Duan coughed lightly and said, "That's fine. There are also ways to make tofu pudding. Just leave it to me!"
The next day, Song Yuehua took Ma Ye's ox cart to the county town.
Erguotou was also in the car. The moment they saw each other, Erguotou's face was filled with embarrassment. Song Yuehua remembered that there was still some trouble with this kid that had not been resolved.
Erguotou felt uncomfortable all the way.
It was not until the ox cart arrived at the county town that the Erguotou disappeared in an instant. Song Yuehua let out a heavy sigh.
Master Ma saw the clue and asked, "What's the matter? Does he owe you money?"
Song Yuehua smiled and said, "That's not the case."
After saying that, he put on his backpack and went to the blacksmith shop.
After actually arriving outside the shop, Song Yuehua was a little hesitant. She still had to do the business. If she couldn't do it here with Blacksmith Zhao, she would have to go to another blacksmith shop. Blacksmith Zhao had the best craftsmanship in the entire county.
Or you should go to another shop. Making such sensitive things and piercing people's wounds is a heinous crime.
Just when Song Yuehua made up her mind to go to another blacksmith shop, a child's voice called her.
"Sister Song?" Zhao Xiaofu shouted.
Zhao Xiaofu?
When Song Yuehua entered the shop, she saw Zhao Xiaofu sitting on a large cushioned chair, smiling at her.
Song Yuehua, who had not yet felt the reality, felt a lump in her heart. She squatted beside Zhao Xiaofu and asked, "Are you feeling better?"
"Except for not being able to walk, everything else is fine." said Zhao Xiaofu.
Zhao Xiaofu's legs were heavily cast.
"Is it possible to recover?" Song Yuehua asked.
Zhao Xiaofu pulled a smile from his lips, "Maybe."
Maybe, that's probably not going to be okay.
"Will you come to school again?" Song Yuehua asked softly.
Zhao Xiaofu looked a little disappointed, "When my legs and feet are more comfortable..."
"Xiaofu, do you want to go?" Song Yuehua held Zhao Xiaofu's hand and asked in a gentle voice.
Zhao Xiaofu's eyes reddened, and he pursed his lips and nodded vigorously.
"Then go. Don't worry about anything. If you have any problems, we will help you solve them together, okay?" Song Yuehua said with a smile.
"Miss Song."
Song Yuehua turned around and saw Zhao the blacksmith standing at the door with a haggard look on his face. He called her in a hoarse voice.
Blacksmith Zhao walked into the shop, put his bag on the counter, and asked casually, "What do you want to buy this time?"
Looking at him like this, Song Yuehua became even more hesitant.
"Miss Song?" Blacksmith Zhao called her again.
"Well, I want a dagger and 12 hairpins."
As soon as Song Yuehua finished speaking, Zhao the Blacksmith and Zhao Xiaofu both looked at her.
Zhao Xiaofu seemed to remind him. "Sister Song, would it be better for you to go to the silver shop?"
"What I want is an iron hairpin." Song Yuehua said and handed over the drawing.
Before taking the blueprint, Zhao the blacksmith explained, "I don't think I can do something that's too complicated."
"Don't worry, it's not complicated."
After he unfolded the blueprint, he looked at it for a long time before saying, "Is this chopsticks?"
"The hairpin has one round end and the other pointed. We didn't intend to make it too conspicuous. It's better to be simple and plain." Song Yuehua explained.
Blacksmith Zhao stared at the blueprints, his eyes widening. He slammed the blueprints on the counter and asked, "You want to make a sharp weapon?"
Song Yuehua nodded.
Blacksmith Zhao suddenly burst into laughter. "A sharp weapon is good. A sharp weapon can protect you!"
"Father!"
Zhao Xiaofu shouted, and Zhao the blacksmith came back to his senses.
Song Yuehua was about to calculate the money for him, but Zhao the Blacksmith waved his hand and said, "We'll settle it when the time comes. I'll think about it."
Before leaving, Song Yuehua told Zhao Xiaofu about going to the academy. Zhao Xiaofu whispered, "Sister Song, Daddy can't be alone in this situation."
"Doesn't your father accept apprentices?"
It would be better to have a disciple by his side than to have Zhao Xiaofu guarding him all day.
Zhao Xiaofu sighed and said, "My uncle also mentioned it, but my father doesn't agree. I'll talk to him again, and maybe he will agree."
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