MTL - After Dressing Up As a Stepmother, I Transformed the Whole Family Into Working In the Fields-Chapter 502 Get weapons

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When Yin Le finished eating a bag of pumpkin candies, Xiahe Village arrived.

The blacksmith was making iron **** for the villagers. When he saw Qin Yao coming, he pointed to the door of the house, then lowered his head and continued working.

Qin Yao came to the door of the house with some expectation. The iron rod she customized stood very abruptly among a pile of agricultural ironware. The dark silver metal color exuded a cool air. In this hot season, I felt as if I had taken a sip of ice water and felt comfortable all over my body.

Qin Yao stretched out her hand and picked up the long stick. The heavy feeling in her hand was very suitable to her liking. Even because she hadn't used such a heavy weapon for a long time, when she suddenly picked it up, it felt a little tight and her wrist was slightly sore. .

Qin Yao was adjusting the weight of the iron rod, and the more she looked at it, the more satisfied she became. She became interested, waved away her apprentice Yin Le, and started dancing on the spot.

The strange whistling sound of the wind startled the blacksmith who was concentrating on his work. He followed the sound and saw that the black silver iron rod was stabbing at the old elm tree in front of his door very quickly, with a "bang" There was a loud noise, and a big hole was poked out of the elm wood, which is famous for its hardness.

Qin Yao was on the other side of the cave, and the blacksmith was on this side of the cave. They looked at each other. The unruly arrogance in the black eyes made the blacksmith subconsciously hold his breath.

The coal fire in the furnace burned violently, and the red sparks splashed under the high temperature surging above the furnace. A few accidentally flew out and fell to the edge of the wood on the hammering table, making a sizzling sound. The blacksmith took a deep breath. Come to your senses.

 “Manager Qin, are you satisfied?” the blacksmith’s voice trembled. Both excited and a little scared.

Qin Yao gently patted the sawdust stained on the iron rod, put it on her shoulders, smiled and nodded, "I'm very satisfied! Thank you for your hard work."

 The blacksmith waved his hands hurriedly, "As long as you are satisfied, it's not hard, it's not hard."

 After all, the profit this iron rod brought him was much higher than the agricultural iron tools he made daily.

However, the blacksmith still had to remind Qin Yao, "I would never dare to take on such a job again. Manager Qin should go to the city to find another blacksmith in the future."

 “Why?” Qin Yao asked confused. She brought Yin Le here today because she wanted her to try out his weapons at the blacksmith's place and make a set of them to take back.

With a bitter look on his face, the blacksmith beckoned Qin Yao to come over and told her in a low voice that he was too old to go to the private iron vendors anymore.

As for her iron rod, if it weren’t for the sake of money, the blacksmith wouldn’t want to take any more risks.

 Salt and iron are two things controlled by the imperial court and are strictly controlled. Blacksmiths and salt merchants must obtain business qualifications from the government before they can open salt shops and blacksmith shops.

 As for salt and iron, they also had to be purchased from official mines. The quantity of goods basically had a prescribed quantity, and it was impossible to buy more.

 The supply exceeds the demand, naturally forming a new black industry chain.

However, ordinary people can do this kind of thing that violates government laws once or twice, but the risk is too high in the long run.

Salt and iron smugglers are ruthless people. Every time he deals with them, the blacksmith feels like he is walking through hell.

Qin Yao sighed, "Then do you have any good things ready-made?"

Qin Yao glanced outside the door and said, "This is my new disciple. I originally wanted to make her a set of handy weapons today."

The blacksmith glanced at Yin Le. The girl saw him looking over and smiled politely at him.

Yin Le no longer wears a face towel. One reason is the hot weather, and another reason is that she has now completely reconciled with herself.

 She doesn’t care if passers-by are scared.

 They think too much about themselves, what does it have to do with her. She doesn't need to explain anything to irrelevant people.

The place is small, and news of any new news in each village can be heard within three days. The blacksmith also heard about the news of a scar-faced woman in Liujia Village.

But I didn’t expect that he was Qin Yao’s apprentice.

Suppressing his curiosity, the blacksmith waved to Yin Le to come in.

There are still some good things left, which were mainly supplied to hunters and small gangsters in nearby villages in the past.

Now the blacksmith doesn't plan to take on this kind of business anymore. After getting rid of some of it this month, he plans to melt the rest and specialize in making farm tools. "Come to think of it, it's because Mr. Qin is in charge of you." The blacksmith complained.

Qin Yao was confused: "I never reported you, I even concealed it for you."

The blacksmith lowered the curtain on the door and said while taking out the inventory:

“You are engaged in tourism and development projects in your village and have recruited the county magistrate. Now on our road, officials come here every few days. I am so scared that I don’t dare to do such business with you anymore.”

However, since there are more people now and serious business is better than before, he doesn't care about the people in Liujia Village.

Qin Yao laughed helplessly. When she saw the blacksmith laid out all the inventory, she motioned for Yin Le to come forward and choose.

 “You try it first and see what works for you.”

Yin Le nodded in agreement, and walked forward with some excitement. He saw seven or eight weapons, including small darts and daggers, as well as large machetes, maces and other items.

There is also a set of bows and arrows, as well as a double planet chain, which is an alien weapon.

 At present, there is no control over weapons. Only in certain cities or special places, there are restrictions, requiring those who enter to surrender their weapons.

Therefore, on the road, you can often see caravans of escorts, or entourage guards of gentry and nobles wearing knives and other weapons.

 Having seen many normal weapons, Yin Le suddenly saw a double planet chain and was very interested.

 Only when I got it in my hand with great interest, I found that this thing was difficult to use and could easily hurt myself, so I immediately gave up this option.

As for the mace, it was too heavy for her to swing, so she gave up.

Yin Le is not interested in the dagger. She thinks it is not a weapon, but only an armor for self-protection.

 It was bows, arrows and knives. Because I often saw Qin Yao using them, I was a little moved.

However, reality immediately dealt a heavy blow to Yin Le.

The shape of the knife was too big and was in the way. After a few swings, he fell to the ground and was almost struck by the knife.

I took the bow out and tried it. There was a click, and the bow split.

Yin Le was slightly shocked. She had just practiced basic skills with her master for a few days, and her strength suddenly became stronger?

 Obviously she is overthinking.

Qin Yao frowned and said, "Blacksmith, your quality is too perfunctory."

The blacksmith coughed awkwardly and hurriedly explained: "It's been too long, we can try darts."

Take this bow and arrow away quickly, lest others see it and your reputation will be damaged.

 There was no choice but to choose darts, which Yin Le had no intention of considering in the first place.

Qin Yao encouraged her, "You try it first."

"good."

Yin Le suppressed her prejudice. She always felt that if she used darts, she would not look like her master's apprentice at all.

 Swords and bows and arrows are so powerful! (End of chapter)

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