Passing through the bustling streets of the black market, Ye Qingtang came to a part of the black market that was relatively sparsely populated. This area was mostly forging workshops that sold weapons, large and small, and it was packed to the brim.
Among the many forging workshops, a very inconspicuous shop looked particularly eye-catching. Above the forging workshop was a dilapidated plaque with the word "Fusheng" engraved on it.
It is obviously the most unremarkable forge on this street, but outside the Fushengmen, there are many people around, and those people are all gorgeously dressed, they look like ordinary people.
"Du Sheng, would you please sell me a sword?" A man dressed in fancy clothes was chatting with a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy in that small shop.
The boy was handsome and dressed in very ordinary clothes, but the man who begged for the sword was flattering with nice words.
"Sorry, my master said that he is in a bad mood today and doesn't want to buy a sword." The young Du Sheng said helplessly.
"Don't worry, I've got everything ready here. Take a look, the master likes them all. Just intercede for me and ask the master to sell me a sword! I don't want to pick one, just give me one." .”
"Yes, yes, just give me a hand, it doesn't matter how much money you have, just sell us a hand."
"Semi-finished products are also fine!"
A group of men in fancy clothes begged Du Sheng for a while.
Completely different from other forges that opened their doors to do business, Du Sheng shook his head helplessly in the face of so many demands.
"It's really not for sale today, everyone please come back."
The fellows of several forging workshops at the side saw that Fusheng Forging Workshop pushed out such a big business, and they were all jealous. They wished they could step forward and bring all those customers to their shop.
Ye Qingtang looked at the scene in front of her, but she was no stranger to it.
Although this Fusheng Forge is small, it is the best business in this area. However, it is more difficult to buy a sword from Fusheng Forge. No matter what your status is, how many treasures you are willing to drop, you want to To buy a sword, it depends on the mood of the owner of the Floating Life Forge.
In her previous life, Ye Qingtang came here many times with her big brother in the name of her master, but she didn't know how much effort she had wasted, and she couldn't get the owner of the Floating Life Forge to agree to make a weapon for her master. Her master personally came forward, and it took several days to convince the other party, and the price she paid was quite high.
The owner of this Floating Life Forging Workshop is different from others. According to rumors, he is a blacksmith who was once famous all over the world. All the weapons made by him are magic weapons. It's just that this person has a weird personality and lives in seclusion here. In the black market of the Nine Nights Dynasty, there are very few people.
In the previous life, the method of forging weapons with aura crystals was researched by this blacksmith a few years later.
A group of people couldn't buy a sword, so they could only stare at the few weapons hanging in the store with greedy eyes.
Ye Qingtang then approached the small forging workshop. Looking at the simple and almost shabby furnishings in the forging workshop, there was no wave in her eyes. Du Sheng with a sharp sword.
"Hello, I want to find Master Du." Ye Qingtang said directly.
Du Sheng raised his head slightly, looking at the overly good-looking young man in front of him, he was in a daze for a while.
The other customers in the store suddenly heard Ye Qingtang's glare, and subconsciously turned their heads to look at the source of the sound.