Seeing that the passers-by had dispersed, Yu Moqing pulled Shuihe to go and go stroll elsewhere.

At this time, the girl who set up a stall walked up to Yu Moqing, knelt down, and thrust: "Today, thanks to the young master's rescue. Otherwise, the young woman really doesn't know what to do. The young woman has no choice but to repay her. If the young master doesn't dislike her, the young woman is willing to be a cow and a horse for her!"

Yu Moqing quickly helped her up and replied, "This is a small matter. I'm just going to go with the flow. Girls don't have to thank you. If you have a thin lower body, it's enough to have a small servant. Girls should continue to manage their own business." Yu Moqing has never liked to establish any relationship, not to mention that she feels more at ease than having her own career than to be a cow or a horse. She never asks for gratitude and thanks.

Shuihe also praised her lady: "Miss, my young master has always been helpful and unrequited. The girl will be more careful in the future."

Yu Moqing pulled Shui He and turned around before the girl could respond.

As he walked, Yu Moqing remembered the self-defense weapon he had thought about last night, so he stopped and asked: "Shuihe, is there a store for building weapons here?"

Although Shuihe was wondering why Miss suddenly asked about this, she still answered seriously: "Weapons? I don't know about weapons, but I know there is a blacksmith shop at the intersection of Qian Street. But... why did the young master suddenly want to shoot weapons?"

Yu Moqing replied: "Shuihe, you see, it is because I have nothing to defend myself that I am often bullied. I have to find a place to attack weapons so that I can protect myself in the future." She thought that what Shuihe knew was enough for blacksmith shops. I am afraid that I can't make guns and ammunition in this era. Iron must be the pre-installed material for making weapons.

Shui He blinked and said in surprise: "But...but, there is a backyard in the mansion. Our warehouse has never been short of these." Then he thought that the lady had serious amnesia and said patiently, "The guards at home are equipped with weapons, and the rest are empty there. When the young master was a child, he went in to play with a few things. However, those weapons were too heavy, which made the young master unhappy, so he never went in again. If the young master wants to defend himself, he can increase the number of guards. Why bother to find any self-defense weapons? The sword has no eyes and the young master is thin. What if he hurts himself?"

Yu Moqing replied: "It turns out...Shuihe, don't worry, it's just that I'm a little interested in weapons. I haven't thought of taking swords and swords. I just want to go and take a look. Let's lead the way." Thinking about Shuihe's concern for her, what she said was reasonable. She also knew that the best way to protect herself is to strengthen herself rather than rely on external forces. However, Yu Moqing first came to another world and her body was still in the recovery period. It would take at least two or three years to reach the level of this world. Her roots were not yet firm, and she just woke up and found that she was a weak woman pushed into the water. The most urgent thing was to find a self-defense tool.

Shuihe nodded and led Yu Moqing to the front. After a while, he arrived at an inconspicuous shop at the intersection.

The store's store was not big, and there was a large "iron" printed on the curtain hanging on the top of the door. The curtain was probably affected by the iron making tools and was stained with black stains, making it look a little worn. There were also some used bamboo chairs and debris at the door, which did not make people want to enter at all.

Seeing that Yu Moqing had the intention of stopping, Shuihe said, "Young Master, don't look at the dirty storefront of this shop. This is the number one blacksmith shop in the capital, nicknamed Yipin Jin. The boss here has never been known, but only knows that the iron slayers here are superb skills and all the weapons they create are excellent. Someone once spent a lot of money to ask the boss here to transfer the shop, but everyone knows the result, and naturally there is no result. However, Yipin Jin also has its own rules. No matter what weapon it is used, there is only one, and it will never be remade."

Yu Moqing thought to himself that the boss is business-minded, and things are expensive, which seems interesting. He walked in and saw a counter inside, and a kind-hearted old man sitting, lowering his head, as if he was doing the accounting. On the table next to him were all kinds of weapons and various iron-like shapes with clear price marks. The curtains on the back door drifted up with the wind passing in, and he vaguely saw two large stoves in the backyard, which were burning vigorously. Several strong men were knocking and beating inside, and they could hear the mellow sound of iron-shots.

The old man seemed to hear the footsteps, slowly raised his head and said, "I wonder if this young master wants to make iron tools or weapons?" It turns out that he is also doing ordinary business here.

Yu Moqing clasped his fists and said modestly: "Oh, I have been confused recently and want to find weapons to defend myself. However, I am an outsider. I also ask the boss to recommend it."

The old man walked out of the counter and walked a little hard. It turned out that the old man was leaning on a crutch. He walked to the table and bowed to Yu Moqing: "I am not the master, but only the person who is responsible for receiving guests and keeping accounts. The young master called me Mr. Xu." Then he pointed to the table and signaled, "This is the weapon provided to the guest officials in the shop. Some were molds designed by the guest officials, and some were what the shop thought of. Seeing that the young master was still thin, it would be more appropriate to choose some small objects. Look at this, called the "Meteor Hook", which is light and easy to carry, and easy to defend yourself; or this "Santian Scattered", the embroidery needle is as thin as a cow's hair, which can be seen by the eyes of a human being. It is extremely sharp and light; and this... I wonder which type of guest officials like?"

Yu Moqing sighed inwardly: Oh, no matter how good these are, of course they are not as useful as the bullets I used to use. She thought for a while and said, "Then, if I take out the drawings and Mr. Xu see, can I create them? How long will it take? What is the reward?"

Mr. Xu stroked his beard and said, "The first-grade gold has never failed. As long as it is what the guest official wants, there is nothing we cannot make. The more refined the drawings of the guest official, the more satisfied you will be. The first-grade gold has always been efficient, and the seven days is the maximum period. If you cannot get what the guest official thinks in seven days, the guest official can ask for compensation. This reward depends on our boss's mood." After that, Mr. Xu smiled meaningfully.

"Boss is in the mood?" Yu Moqing was puzzled, meaning that if the boss is in a good mood, he can not pay? There will be pies falling from the sky. However, Yu Moqing doesn't care about these things. She never greed for any cheap things without paying. This gold price was unexpected. If she could really create what she thought, it would have really helped.

She nodded and smiled at Mr. Xu, saying, "Don't worry, Mr. Xu, I will send the drawings on another day. I hope that the first-grade gold is as rumored. If I can satisfy my uncle, I will come here in person and give me a considerable reward to express my gratitude. Then I will say goodbye today."
Chapter completed!