Chapter 35 Trafficking

A good alchemy workshop, even in Su Fei's eyes, is only an idea at present. For the ancient forging process, Su Fei has only occasionally seen it in books and TV. At this time, he can only find a craftsman according to the outline in his memory and make a simple workshop according to the drawings, so that he can basically meet the requirements of the primary forging process. According to the current level, high-level casting workshops will affect the development of the alchemy in this era, and this kind of thing is still coming slowly.

Several people found the demon responsible for assigning tasks on South Street. Su Fei came forward and expressed his intention, "Do you have a suitable craftsman here? I want to recruit one."

Seeing that it was a pure-blood sickle demon, although he was a little curious about Su Fei's arrival on the heterogeneous battlefield before he successfully transformed, but when he saw that it was the same clan, the demon captain did not ask Su Fei why. Hearing Su Fei's words, he got up and walked to the room, turned out a large pile of documents, and helped Su Fei slowly find them. After a while, he turned over the documents he needed from it, took them out and checked them carefully. He replied to Su Fei, "There is an old craftsman there, No. 22 South Street Mill, who has not been working in the past few days. I guess I'll be waiting for business at home now. Go and find him!"

"Oh, thank you!" Su Fei replied politely and took Kazik and Smod to the mill below.

During this period, there were a lot of people displaced by the sunset. Many human beings were unwilling to surrender and refused to accept the collection of demons. After the situation stabilized, these human beings did not kill or let them go. Sinjid had to temporarily isolate them and make a new bill for them. In this way, the demon soldiers can't deal with them at will. Su Fei came here to find someone when he happened to hear the soldiers talk about the temporary labor office in the two days, so he came directly after leaving the weapons store. They are lucky. The craftsman doesn't seem to have any work these days, and he can hire him directly when he meets him.

"Lord Su Fei, I don't know how long this new workshop will take?" Along the way, Katz suppressed his strong curiosity. Now he walked on the way to the mill, thinking that he was about to witness a new miracle, and this would be a new chapter in the history of crimson forging, and suddenly became unset.

"Don't worry, don't worry," Su Fei slowly looked at the door sign. "There are many opportunities in the future, which are guaranteed to satisfy our forger." Looking back at the expectant Kazbek, he continued:

"As long as you are willing to pay attention and believe that there will be your place among the future forging masters!"

Hearing Su Fei's praise, Kazik felt embarrassed, thinking that he had been sarcastic about the little devil before, but he didn't expect him to help him so much. The sentence "we" said to Su Fei also became careless. Thinking about it, since Su Fei gave him such a good platform and development space, he planned to cultivate Kazbek into his own team, and the protagonist Kazbek really couldn't find a reason to refuse.

Dream is the first in many cases. On the order list, Kazik chose the dream, so he lost his freedom and sold himself to Sufi. Of course, this is a win-win choice, and it is also within the scope of Kazik's tolerance.

"Bum bang, bang"

"Is anyone at home?"

When he came to the 22nd, Su Fei came forward and knocked on the door, listening to the movement inside.

"Come on! Didn't you say that I won't work these days?"

There was an impatient sound inside, and then the door opened. Appearing in front of Su Fei was a thin old man. Now he was wearing a coat and looking at Su Fei with a red face. He held the eaves in one hand and asked Su Fei:

"Who are you looking for?"

"Excuse me, you are Puni. Lord Singhdin? I have heard of his name in the demon world, and I admire his unique casting technique very much. He can be called a living master in the history of forging. I'm going to visit him now. If you're not, we won't disturb your rest. I'm sorry!" After saying it with a worshipful face, Su Fei looked at the sloppy old man in front of him seriously, as if he regretted that he had not found the right master this time and left to go back.

It's strange. Looking at Su Fei's sincere performance, Smod's mind is full of 10,000 reasons. Su Fei will not stay in the demon world for more than three months, and he still spends most of the time with himself. When did he know the old man's message? Didn't you know from the demon captain who was responsible for sorting out the files of the exiles just now? Su Fei squeezed his eyes at Smood and patted Kazik on the shoulder, signaling him not to be excited. The man who saw that Su Fei really had the intention to leave, almost couldn't help rushing out to show his heart to the old man!

"1,2,...3." Su Fei turned around and began to count down. Just after counting three, the old man's voice came behind him.

"What, Singhdin is a living forging master?" Hearing this, Singhdin woke up halfway, "I'm the person you're looking for, Puni. Singhdin!"

After saying that, the old man sorted out the rotten cloth strips on his body and tried to make himself pose as the most handsome, thinking that the little devil in front of him would turn around and worship. At that time, you can climb up the pole. After success, you will have a long-term meal ticket! Singhdin's recent days have been a little miserable. First, he was driven to the desolate land - the sunset city by the nobles. As soon as he settled down, he encountered the devil's raid. This luck was really bad for his grandma's house. At this time, he didn't have time to think about how his reputation spread to the demon world, and he only thought about how to fool the little devil in front of him.

When Su Fei heard Singh's expected answer, he couldn't help covering his mouth and laughing secretly. Su Fei turned around and asked Singh Ding seriously with a straight face, "Are you really Lord Singhding? Didn't lie to me?"

Su Fei's eyes were a little doubtful, with some doubts and a few stages. Singhding looked at Su Fei and knew that he had met a young girl. Even if he was not as successful as Singh Ding said, his forging skills are still worthy of affirmation, at least those nobles in the capital are in themselves. Before the scandal, he was very respectful to himself in order to ask for a collection.

He tried to make a very serious look and touched the beard on his chin. Singhding tried to make his expression look more natural. He nodded slightly and replied indifferently, "It's just below!"

"But I don't believe it!" Su Fei suddenly changed his face at this time, which stunned Singhdin, who had made a full expression, on the spot. At this time, he looked around blankly and didn't know what to do. However, he is still a good man and an old man. Singhdin pretended to be stable and asked:

"So how can you believe that I am Singer?"

"Unless you can show your craft to prove that you are the realxin ge ding, I won't believe anything!"

Uh, it's okay, it's okay! Singhding patted his chest with gasping breath. He almost thought that Su Feizhen had confirmed that his identity was fake. Now he was relieved to hear Su Fei's answer. For him, losing the demon means that he had to be hungry for a long time.

"Say, what can I do to prove that I am the realxin gedin?" At this time, the old man also risked himself. In order to warm up the winter, he could drink and eat meat. When his salary rises, he can also go to some red light districts. This opportunity is not common. If you can't seize it, squat in the cold stove pit and wait to die!

Looking at the fish gradually getting hooked, the smile on Su Fei's face became more enthusiastic and gently asked Singh, "As long as you can make what I designed, I believe you are the realxin ge!"

"Do you have any drawings?" Singhdin is rarely rational now. What if Su Fei can't come up with any strange ideas? "As long as you can give me the design drawings, I can make them for you according to the drawings!"

"That's good, but you said it. I have the design drawing. As long as you can make it, I will treat you as Lord Singhding; if you can't make it at that time, hum!" In order to do enough tricks, Su Fei deliberately looked at Singhding maliciously and sneered.

"How come, I can definitely do it! I'm the great forger Singh Ding!" At this time, the old man obviously lacked the confidence to speak, and finally added respect to himself to cheer himself up.

Smod and Kazk were dumbfounded. Their master was really not a good thing. They were old enough to dig a hole to jump to others. With such a big contrast, the fool can also see that Su Fei was hanging Xingding's appetite, while Xingding, who is a person in the bureau, didn't know it at all. He foolishly came forward to let Su Fei**. He really couldn't stand it anymore. The two closed their eyes and couldn't bear to watch Xingding approaching the abysss step by step.

Look, this man was successfully fooled by Su Fei so that he didn't even ask for his own reward. When he really did it, he would have to be left to work for Su Fei in a few words. The boss is worthy of being the boss. Even the conspiracy is so natural. Smoed is convinced. Fortunately, Su Fei is not his enemy. Otherwise, he must close the doors and windows before going to bed. Otherwise, this man will break in and do some unhuman things, and he will have no place to cry.

So, after a detailed discussion, Singhdin followed Su Fei and embarked on a road of no return. This post-death epitaph does not record the glory he created in the history of forging, nor does it record his glorious biography of picking up girls. It only says one sentence:

Don't easily believe any demon who smiles at you. It's not that he is expressing goodwill. He is just deceiving your soul in a soft way and pulling you into the abyss of the devil!

——Puni. xin ge