IRON SHELL

Chapter 011: The dazzling girl and shameless person

Chatting with Jay all the way made the journey shorter.

In front of the blacksmith shop, a waiter warmly greeted him, but when he learned that Anwen was not coming to buy but to sell, his enthusiasm on his face was discounted.

"We don't need... here," the guy waved his hands.

"I'm selling a new type of blower," An Wen interrupted.

He knows it's a bit impolite, but if salespeople follow the polite treaty too much, they may starve to death. In order to survive and earn money, some things always have to be temporarily abandoned.

"You can try its effect first," he said. "If you don't think it's good, I won't bother too much and will leave immediately."

The guy looked at the wooden box with some curiosity in his heart.

"You are not the only blacksmith shop in town," An Wen said. "And as a traveler, I may never come to Zuozhou Town again in my lifetime. This bellows will be the only one in town, and you don't want to be acquired by other blacksmiths, do you? I'm just seeking an opportunity to try."

"Okay," the buddy was convinced by Anwen.

Anyway, it's just a try, and it's just a message to the boss.

The owner of the blacksmith shop is a middle-aged blacksmith, and after listening to An Wen's description, he developed some interest. Anyway, it was just a try, and the young man agreed to leave as long as he was not satisfied.

The results of the experiment are self-evident. When I saw the strong wind blowing continuously from the bellows, making the stove even more lively, the most excited person was not the boss, but the guy responsible for using leather bags to blow air.

"How much is it?" the middle-aged blacksmith asked.

"Seventy gold coins," said An Wen.

Jay widened his eyes. Seventy gold coins were like legendary gods to him - only heard, never seen.

"You're joking," the middle-aged blacksmith smiled. Twenty gold pieces

Coins. "

Jay was startled again. This kind of bargaining from heaven to earth was the first time he had seen it. The huge price contrast shocked and stimulated him.

"Sixty gold coins," said An Wen.

"Thirty gold coins," said the middle-aged blacksmith.

The price ultimately stopped at forty gold coins. The middle-aged blacksmith paid the money and then received the bellows. Anwen received the money and made a promise not to sell the same thing to other blacksmiths in the town.

"I'll compensate you." After leaving the blacksmith's shop, Anwen took out a gold coin and handed it to Jay. Jay was clearly frightened by this shiny currency and retreated in embarrassment.

"That bottle of wine is only worth ten copper coins," he said seriously. "I can't take more..."

A simple child is always lovable, and Anwen thinks that the small face that appears somewhat unattractive due to being thin and weak actually looks a bit cute and beautiful.

"Jay!"

At this moment, someone called out Jay's name and ran over.

This is a girl in a long dress, her skirt swaying in the breeze, and her long hair fluttering in the breeze. The sunlight shone on her body, illuminating her face and making it somewhat dazzling.

An Wen was momentarily stunned. He has never seen a more beautiful girl before, but his heart is still pounding because of her appearance, which is the first time.

How to describe that feeling?

An Wen felt it was indescribable.

The girl's eyes are not very big, but when combined with her face, they appear just right, with one more point and one more point and one less point.

Under the sunshine, her white dress was also somewhat dazzling, as if a piece of light from the sky had fallen into the human world. Because she fell in love with her, she would forever entangle and never leave.

Anwen suddenly felt a little nervous.

"Cousin." Jay welcomed her up.

"Why are you here?" the girl asked with concern. "I went to see you, but found that my uncle was furious at home. I was worried that you might get beaten when you went back, so I looked for you everywhere."

"I came here with this Anwen brother," Jay pointed to Anwen.

Anwen was a bit at a loss and tried to show a smile that she thought should be natural: "Hello."

"Hello," the gentle voice of the girl intoxicated Anwen.

"What are you and this brother doing here?" the girl asked Jay.

"Let me explain," Anwen said. "The two of us bumped into each other on the street corner ahead, and the wine he bought broke, while I didn't have any money on me at the time..."

The process of the matter is somewhat complex, indicating that it takes time. Facing the young girl with a friendly smile, Anwen felt as if he had stuttered and seemed to have been verbose in some places. He was afraid of affecting his image in the girl's heart, so he became even more nervous.

"But there are indeed too many coins," the girl said seriously after listening.

"That bottle of wine is only worth ten copper coins," Jay said equally seriously.

The two stood together facing Anwen, with equally serious and sincere expressions on their faces. In an instant, Anwen felt that it was a beautiful portrait painting and couldn't help but feel the urge to paint it.

"What's your name?" he asked the girl.

A simple inquiry made him quietly sweat a lot. He wanted to ask lightly, but his expression became unclear due to nervousness.

Jay looked at him and didn't know what Anwen's brother was up to.

"Yi Lan," the girl replied with a smile, surprised by Anwen's stiff expression in her heart, but did not show it on her face.

"Ah, that's a great name..." An Wen said in a daze.

"Are you..." he pointed to Jay and asked stiffly.

"I'm his cousin," Yi Lan smiled.

"You seem very nervous?" she asked. Then he said, "Don't worry.,We won't let you compensate us for all the money you earn."

"No..." Anwen stuttered a bit.

"Jay, you bastard!"

At this moment, angry curses came and a tall and burly man appeared swaying on the street corner. His hair was messy, his clothes were dirty and old, and his walking posture was not only unsightly but also unstable. However, the expression on his face was enough to make those who wanted to laugh at him panic and avoid him.

Seeing this man, Jay's face immediately turned pale, even Yi Lan was a bit panicked.

The man walked over with a thumping sound of footsteps, each time as if a sledgehammer was hitting Jay's heart, making the boy tremble uncontrollably.

"Dad... Dad..." His voice was filled with fear.

"Bastard!" The man slapped the boy's emaciated face and knocked him to the ground.

The half of the face that was drawn quickly turned red and swollen, with blood flowing out of Jay's nostrils and dripping onto the ground.

"What's the use of me raising you? It's not even a small matter of asking you to buy a bottle of wine!" The man shouted, bending down and reaching out to grab Jay's hair, trying to pull him up from the ground.

"Stop it!" Yi Lan exclaimed excitedly, pushing him away with force.

The man was unprepared and fell to the ground.

"But it's just that you went back a bit late. Are you just hitting him like this? Isn't he your son?" Yi Lan angrily asked and helped Jay up.

"Of course he is my son," the man got up, his bloodshot eyes making him look like a restless beast.

"So, I'll do whatever I want, anyone can handle it!" he shouted fiercely, pushing Yi Lan away and his red eyes pressing towards Jay step by step.

"Where's my wine?" he sternly questioned.

Yi Lan fell to the ground, her pure white dress stained with dust, and her delicate palm scraped the skin. But regardless of the pain, she immediately stood up and blocked the man.

"I won't let you hit him like this again!" she shouted loudly.

"My son, I'll do whatever I want. Whoever dares to interfere with me, I'll fight together!" The man yelled and slapped Yi Lan.

"Give it a try."

A cold voice sounded, as if a glass of ice water was pouring on the angry man's heart. It was only then that he remembered there was a strange young man here. He looked up and saw the sharp iron arrow reflecting cold light in the sunlight, the firm hand holding the bow, and the stretched bowstring.

Bows and arrows are long-range weapons, but it does not mean that they cannot be injured in close proximity

People.

Anwen held the bow steadily in his left hand and the string in his right hand. The arrow is on the string, and the point pointed at by the arrow is the man's chest. His eyes were cold, as cold as the wind and snow of that night. His expression was terrifyingly calm, as if the merciless Grim Reaper was gazing down at the world.

The meaning of the existence of the God of Death is to harvest life, and at this moment, Anwen's arrow seems to carry some power of the God of Death sickle.

The man's raised hand never swung down, not because Yi Lan was not his daughter, but because of the arrow with a deadly aura.

"What are you?" the man asked fiercely.

"I bumped into your son and dropped your wine," Anwen said, "so if you have any anger, please come to me."

"You bumped into my son, dropped my wine, and now you're pointing an arrow at me. How should you say that? It's probably unreasonable, isn't it?" The man laughed, his hands crossed and his fingers moved uncontrollably.

"It's my fault, so I'm willing to compensate," Anwen said, "but if you dare to touch them with one more finger, I promise that your life will come to an end."

"Oh, oh, oh." The man exclaimed exaggeratedly, "My beautiful niece seems to know an amazing man. Alright, my son is mine, but my niece doesn't belong to me, and I have no right to hit her. I apologize for what happened just now, but..."

His eyes lit up with a fierce light and he said, "I bumped into someone and dropped alcohol. How do you plan to compensate?"

Anwen slowly gathered the bowstring and bounced the gold coin towards the man. The man's blood red eyes gleamed with greed as he reached out and accurately grasped the gold coin.

"Gold coins!" He looked at them in the sunlight, grinning.

"Okay," he carried the gold coin into his arms. "That's all for the alcohol matter. Next, we should talk about your injury to my son."

The expression of the shameless person is incredibly calm, and the smile is nauseating.

"What are you saying?" Yi Lan was stunned.

"I said you need to ask your wealthy little boyfriend to compensate for some medical expenses," the man said with a smile. "Your skinny cousin was hit hard by him. Look, his face has swollen and his nose is bleeding. If he doesn't come up with enough money to compensate, I will sue the sheriff."

"Shameless!" Yi Lan trembled with anger, "Jay's injury was clearly caused by you just now!"

"You usually love your cousin so much, it turns out to be fake." The man sneered, "If you want your little boyfriend to exchange a few medical expenses, you feel so heartbroken? Jay is my own son, how can I be willing to hit him? Jay, what do you think?"