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Chapter Fourteen The Girl

Time flies, and the time flies by.

Qingji looked after the blacksmith shop like this every day, and seven days passed in the blink of an eye.

The life in the blacksmith shop is not exciting, but it is not boring either. After spending a long time with these blacksmiths, Qingji also learned a lot.

Qingji, the boss of the business, still let Qingji do the goods, but out of fear of setting up a trap, Qingji asked Liu Zong to do it more slowly and not to rush.

The number of outsiders in the town has been increasing these days. The business of all the inns in the town has been extremely hot these days. All the rooms are full, and there are still people who need housing.

Qingji probably knew that those were practitioners, whether they were martial artists or Qi practitioners, they were definitely not ordinary people anyway, but why did they come to the small town?

Qing Ji regretted a little, why he didn't ask Miss Li at that time.

Seven days ago, Qingji also asked a young man in the blacksmith shop to write a letter with a pen. Most of it was a greeting to Miss Li. Originally, writing a letter was just about what was in his heart, so with the help of the young man,

Qingji suddenly felt a little embarrassed, which further strengthened his idea of ​​​​wanting to study.

Knowledge does not matter whether it is high or low, so Qingji took his money box and bought a copy of "Shuowen Jiezi", the most widely circulated book on the market. Now, in addition to checking the account books every day, Qingji read this book intently.

Look at it.

It's just that he didn't know many people, and he didn't have any skills, so Qing Ji had to ask the young man who was about the same age as himself from time to time.

Reading requires practicing calligraphy, but it's a pity that Qingji hasn't bought a brush, rice paper, inkstone, and ink yet.

why?

Because it's a little expensive.

But can a penny stump a heroic man?

That must be impossible.

Since the front desk was made of dark wood with a deep color and smooth and bright surface, Qingji filled a bowl of water with it and used it to practice calligraphy on the front desk, and he enjoyed writing very much.

"Started reading?"

Liu Zong, who was taking a break, came over, looked at the crooked characters written by Qing Ji on the table, and asked with a smile.

Qing Ji smiled and nodded, and said: "When I send letters to Miss Li and Shopkeeper Zhao to report the store's income in the future, I don't want to trouble others anymore..."

Liu Zong wiped his face with the towel on his shoulder and said: "You're right, it's right to have less of this kind of favor, and it's always right to read some books. It's just that you don't practice with a pen, how much?

It’s not very appropriate…”

Regarding Liu Zong, Qingji had nothing to be embarrassed about. He smiled and said: "Pen, ink, paper and inkstone are too expensive. I just started writing now. After a while, if I just use rice paper, wouldn't it be a waste of a good thing?"

"

Liu Zong smiled, which was Qing Ji's style.

He waved his hand and went to work.

Qingji continued to immerse himself in writing, extremely serious.

I don't know how long it took.

Qingji, who was immersed in writing, felt his forehead itching, and a burst of fragrance hit his nostrils. He subconsciously looked up and saw a beautiful face.

The girl's face was a little obvious. Although her eyes were a little small, her double eyelids made her look extremely beautiful. She had fair skin and bright eyes, just staring at Qingji.

Qingji, who was still writing, was stunned for a moment. When he came to his senses, he shook off the water drops on his hands, stood up quickly, and asked: "Sir, what do you want?"

When Qing Ji stood up, he realized that the girl was the same size as him, and even taller than him.

The girl in blue clothes looked at Qingji with her eyes wide open.

Qingji looked around and saw the long knife on the girl's waist. From this look, the girl looked quite heroic.

"Is your shopkeeper here called Zhao Heng?"

The girl asked with a smile.

Qingji nodded, but then shook his head. He didn't know what to say for a while. After sorting out his words, Qingji said: "Our shopkeeper went on a trip, and now I am the acting shopkeeper in the store. What do you have?"

You can come to me if you need anything..."

"Agent shopkeeper?" The girl put her finger on her mouth, looking thoughtful, and asked: "What is an agent?"

Qingji was a little confused, whether she really didn't know or was pretending not to know.

"He's just a helper, and he's also someone who takes care of things in the store..."

The girl suddenly realized it and said with a smile: "That's it..."

Qingji smiled, it was indeed true.

After asking, the girl's face looked a little dark, her head drooped, and she was a little unhappy.

"Why is this like this? I came all the way to look for you, how can I go out and travel?"

Qingji looked at the young girl who was about to cry because of her grievance, and comforted her: "Our shopkeeper is also traveling on an impromptu trip. Do you have anything to do with him?"

The girl nodded and said, "I'm here for my master..."

"Your master?"

The girl nods her head as she pecks at the rice.

Qing Ji wiped his face and asked with a smile: "Then tell me what happened. I can help you write a letter to Shopkeeper Zhao..."

"Really?" the girl asked with a smile.

Qingji nodded seriously.

"Thank you..." the girl smiled happily, "In this case... help me tell him that I will take his life..."

Qingji was stunned.

The smile on the girl's face did not change at all. Even after saying such words, she was still smiling.

Qingji swallowed, and the atmosphere froze for a moment. He clenched his fists, fearing that the girl in front of him would get angry.

The situation gradually became tense, and many workers in the blacksmith shop looked here.

Qing Ji didn't know what to say, but the girl spoke first, burst out laughing, and said: "Why are you so easy to deceive? Don't worry, I'm just teasing you because Zhao Heng owes my family

Master has a lot of things, just in time for the big event here, I stopped by to ask for it when I came here. Since he is not here, I can ask for it next time..."

Qingji's awkward yet polite smile made him look a little funny. The girl kept laughing, as if she had seen some kind of joke.

After a while, the girl stretched out her right hand and said: "Let me meet you, my name is Zhang Xiaoxiao, Xiaoxiao, Xiaoxiao..."

"My name is Qing Ji, the Ji who has no taboos..."

Qing Ji stretched out his right hand tremblingly, not daring to hold it. Instead, the girl Zhang Xiaoxiao took his hand and shook it with a smile.

The waiters in the store were a little confused, and many of the bachelors' eyes widened. His grandmother's third shopkeeper is about to have a wife?

Qingji naturally didn't know what the guys were thinking, but out of politeness, he still took out his hand and asked with a smile: "Is there anything else that the girl has to do?"

Zhang Xiaoxiao thought for a while and then said: "I'm not from outside. The inn is full these days. I think you have an empty house behind the blacksmith shop, right? I want to stay for a while..."

Stay overnight?

Qingji was a little confused, why did this involve staying overnight again?

Zhang Xiaoxiao saw that Qing Ji was hesitant, so she stretched out her right hand and waved it in front of his face, saying: "Why, are you still afraid that I will eat you? Don't worry, I don't eat people..."

"That's not the case..."

"Does that mean you have to get the consent of Zhao Heng? Well, you write him a letter. I have a flying eagle here, and I can send back the news in a day or two, but you still have to let me live first. After all, it's impossible.

Let a girl sleep on the streets?"

"Also, Zhao Heng must agree. Not to mention his relationship with my master, even for the money he owes us, I can buy one hundred blacksmith shops of yours..."

Qingji was stunned, a hundred blacksmith shops?

How much money does Shopkeeper Zhao owe?

Qingji was a little suspicious. Did Zhao Heng go on a fake trip to avoid debt?

He looked at the girl, feeling tangled in his heart, but finally nodded.
Chapter completed!
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