After breakfast, it was still early, Zhao Hao went to the local produce shop on the street and bought pineapple tea, plum blossom cake, salted duck and daqu.

Then, carrying the four generous gifts that the Nanjing people always had when they were visiting guests, they came to the blacksmith shop to apologize to Gao Wu.

Gao Wu was washing the ground in the shop. When he saw Zhao Hao coming in, he was immediately embarrassed and didn't know where to put his hands. He opened his mouth and shut up and became more and more speechless.

It was the high-speed blacksmith who kicked him and cursed: "This evil is a dog's temper, and he is kind to treat it as a donkey's liver and lungs!"

Gao Wu then said awkwardly: "I was too rash yesterday, so I'd better not blame me. You must not accept things."

"It's not for you!" Zhao Hao rolled his eyes and put the thing on the table and said, "It has nothing to do with you for the old man to replenish his body." He said, and pulled his face and said, "If you want to not interact in the future, you can just refuse."

Gao Wu then reluctantly accepted it.

The high-speed blacksmith had a natural favor to the young man who had saved him. He pulled Zhao Hao into the house and insisted on treating him to tea.

Zhao Shouzheng had to leave school until dark, and Zhao Hao had nothing to do, so he agreed happily.

Gao Wu set up a tea table in the shop, brewed tea for his father and Zhao Hao, and then continued to work hard.

He will never participate in difficult things like chatting.

However, Zhao Hao and the high-speed blacksmith were also very scheming. Through the conversation, he learned that the high-speed blacksmith was originally a blacksmith in the Yiwu mine. A few years ago, the Japanese pirates were rampant, and the imperial court recruited blacksmiths to build guns and cannons for the anti-Japanese army. The high-speed blacksmith came to Nanjing and became a craftsman in the Shenji Camp in Nanjing.

After working in Shenji Camp for seven or eight years, the high-speed blacksmith gradually grew older and could not do the meticulous work, so he retired and left the military camp. However, because he mastered the skills of making guns and cannons, he could not leave Nanjing according to regulations and had to live near the military camp. He used the savings he had saved over the years to open a blacksmith shop in Caijia Lane, making farm tools, kitchen knives and other things to make a living.

When Zhao Hao thought of the kitchen knife that was shining with cold light at home, he almost chopped off his fingers, he couldn't help but respect the high-speed blacksmith's craftsmanship.

After praising the old man, he glanced at Gao Wu who was working behind with his butt sticking out, and asked, "How did Brother Gao join the Qi family army?"

"This kid originally came to Nanjing with me, but he was born to be a product that could not stand the irritability of knocking and beating all day long." The high-speed blacksmith glared at his son fiercely, and said angrily that his craft was about to be lost: "What a pleasure to hammer the iron block and quench it into a cold weapon!"

"Yes." Zhao Hao hurriedly praised with ulterior motives: "Don't you see Kunwu iron smelting and flying smoke, red light and purple air. A good craftsman has been practicing for several years and has won the famous Longquan sword!"

"Okay, good! Good poem!" Although the high blacksmith was not very clear, he could understand that he was probably praising the sword-making master. The excited old man patted Zhao Hao's thigh hard, wishing he could kiss him.

That is the arm used to make a blacksmith. How could Zhao Hao's small body withstand this ravage? He grinned in pain.

The high-speed blacksmith quickly raised his hand to apologize. "The old man was so proud, are you okay, are you?"

"It's okay." Zhao Hao rubbed his painful thighs and said with a forced smile: "Old man continue."

"Where did you say?" Gao blacksmith scratched his head and recalled, then slapped his head and said, "By the way, he said he didn't want his son to inherit his father's business, so he played with knives and sticks all day long, yelling to kill the Japanese pirates. Later, when the Qi family army passed by Nanjing, he secretly joined the army with the old man on his back. It took seven or eight years to go."

"Eight years." Gao Wu suddenly interrupted.

"Oh?" Zhao Hao looked at Gao Wu, knowing that he had finally organized the language.

He heard Gao Wu say slowly: "Although we are not the first Qi family army to join, we followed the general to fight south and north, fighting from Zhejiang to Guangdong, and never lost a single battle!"

Zhao Hao had a natural admiration for the Qi family army and was very interested and said, "Tell me quickly, how did you kill the Japanese pirates!"

Gao Wu used his low and deep voice to tell Zhao Hao about the thirteen victory in the thirteen battles, killing more than 3,000 Japanese pirates, burning and drowning the calculating Taizhou victory; killing more than 5,000 Japanese pirates; destroying more than 30,000 pirates, and expelling the bandit leader in Guangdong to suppress the bandits at sea...

Speaking of his past achievements, Gao Wu was so energetic that he had no need to organize his words. Obviously, those bloody battles had been engraved into his bones and appeared before him at all times.

He used tea cups to set up a map on the table and explained in detail the battle of Hengyu to Zhao Hao: "In this battle, our Qi family army first used artillery to sink the Japanese pirate warships and bombarded the Japanese pirate camp. Then he forced the monks to land and break through the Japanese pirates' own formation, kill the Japanese pirate leader, and fought a wonderful annihilation battle..."

"What a joint insurgent and cannon!" Zhao Hao exclaimed with his high-highlights, wishing he could witness the scene of the Qi family army showing its might.

Gao Wu looked at Zhao Hao, held it in a while, then said in a muffled voice: "The artillery and artillery coordination are well summarized..."

At this time, the high-speed blacksmith came closer with the hot meal.

Zhao Hao suddenly realized that the two of them were just urging in the formation of the dragon gate, and they didn't even notice when the high-speed blacksmith left to cook.

Gao Wu hurriedly got up to help his father cook. The blacksmith looked at his son who had martial arts skills and had nowhere to perform. He sighed, then turned to Zhao Hao and smiled:

"Young Master will use a little bit of it."

As he said that, he took out a bunch of money and handed it to Gao Wudao: "I went to Lao Ma's house and got some braised vegetables back."

Zhao Hao immediately stopped Gao Wu and said, "After this, I dare not come and have a free meal."

The high-speed blacksmith stopped insisting and called his son and said, "Forget it. The free and easy man of the young master is too polite and doesn't like it."

"It's so good." Zhao Hao picked up the bowl, picked up a piece of pickled cucumber and put it into his mouth, which felt quite refreshing. In fact, he ate too late for breakfast, so it was just right to drink some porridge and some pickled cucumber, which was really not suitable for meat.

The three of them ate and chatted. Seeing that Zhao Hao was really easy-going, the high-blacksmith asked tentatively: "There is something that the old man has never figured out."

"The old man just said something." Zhao Hao took a sip of the squash porridge and said with a smile.

"Then the old man said whatever he said." The high-tech blacksmith looked at Zhao Hao with red lips and white teeth, and asked strangely: "I think the young master is neat and loyal. In theory, it should be a wealthy family. How could he fall into such a field with Ling Zun?"

Zhao Hao smiled bitterly when he heard this, "I'm not sure about it. My family's ancestor is the former right minister of the Ministry of Revenue in Nanjing. This year, the Beijing inspector committed a crime. He lost his official position and returned home. He also defeated all the family businesses. My father and son had to live here and struggled to survive."

"So that's it." The high blacksmith sighed and said with a smile: "Young master is definitely not a thing in the pool. I believe it will be running soon and see Yuntian again!"

As he said that, he patted his chest and said, "Don't look at the old man and his son like this, he still has some savings. If the young master needs to turn around, just speak!"

When Zhao Hao heard this, he looked at Gao Wu in surprise. Gao Wu shook his head slightly, obviously not telling his father about the fact that he had just earned 500 taels of silver.

Zhao Hao was happy again and thought to himself that it was really rare to have such a tight mouth, but he must not let him run away.
Chapter completed!