The sky was overcast, but the snow was not falling heavily and the wind was not strong, so there were still many people watching the excitement on the streets.

The fish shop No. 103 in Blackstone District suddenly caught fire last night. Fortunately, it started snowing in the middle of the night, so the fire was better contained and did not spread in large areas.

Jiang Xilin hid in the crowd. He felt that he was the most innocent among the melon-eating people present. Others were more or less thinking about taking advantage of the opportunity to get some bargains.

After all, it is a fish shop, so even if you pick up a fish and take it back to improve the food, it would be great.

Jiang Xilin looked at it for a while, sighed, "It's so cruel," then stood up his collar, put his hands in his pockets, and quietly left the scene.

The ingredients at home were gone again. This time he went out mainly to purchase ingredients. But while purchasing, he suddenly thought of No. 103 Fish Store, and wanted to come over and buy some aquatic products to improve the nutritional structure.

Given the current situation of fish shop No. 103, it was obviously a waste of time, so he had no choice but to buy a hairtail fish from the nearby fish shop.

While carrying hairtail, Jiangxi Lin discovered that kitchenware was also a problem. There was only one soup pot at home, which could not satisfy the stomach needs of the foodie citizens of the big foodie empire.

"You can find a blacksmith shop to customize some kitchen utensils."

Jiangxi Lin touched his chin, and there was still some money in his pocket. In this life, there was no old man, no young man, he was alone, alone, without friends, and he didn't have to think too much like in the previous life.

Steel is not very precious in this world shrouded in ice and snow, supported by science, technology and mysticism, especially since Dongting City is also one of the most important steel and raw coal producing areas in the kingdom.

Jiangxi Lin asked all the way and finally found the hammer and blacksmith shop that everyone said.

The shop is at the junction of Blackstone District and Water Tower Square.

When Jiangxi Lin was still far away, he saw the water towers standing in the distance.

It looks like big mushrooms growing on the ground.

The Hammersmith Shop is located under one of the large water towers, and the environment around it is different from other places.

Because of the high temperature of the charcoal stove, no snow can be seen for nearly fifty meters around, only the mud after the snow melts and is mixed with the soil.

Under the scaffolding made of steel pipes, a greasy middle-aged man wearing a black sweatshirt with arms as thick as a Jiangxi forest man was holding a small carving knife and carving patterns on the mold.

On the eaves above and to the right of his head, a small gray flag embroidered with a hammer was swaying from time to time in the snow.

Jiangxi Lin stood not far away with his head covered with white snow:

Why does the embroidery on this flag look inexplicably familiar?

He reached back into his pocket, took out the hammer-shaped iron piece, and compared it with the embroidery on the flag. They were almost the same.

Holding the iron piece in his hand, Jiang Xilin took a few steps forward, then slightly lowered his pace.

"I am definitely being watched now. I can't just come forward rashly. Moreover, I don't rule out that the other party is another informant sent by the Kingdom's Night Knights to test me."

With this thought, he put the hand holding the small iron piece back into his pocket.

"First find a reason to get in touch with him, explore his background, and at the same time paralyze the group of privileged people who are monitoring you."

Approaching the blacksmith shop, Jiang Xilin looked down at his muddy shoes, raised his feet and shook them twice, and complained to the middle-aged uncle whose arms were thicker than his waist:

"Boss, have you ever thought about repairing this road? The mud will really affect business."

Hearing Jiang Xilin's voice, the middle-aged man who was as strong as King Kong raised his head and said,

"what are you looking for?"

His face was expressionless and his tone was cold.

Jiangxi Lin: "Uh..."

Isn't this kind of uncle in novels always a kind of gentle and honest person with a pretty loli in his heart? How come he has become a cold and cool male god in his setting?

"I don't have geese for sale here. If you want to buy geese, go look for them under the No. 43 Water Tower."

The uncle continued to say coolly.

Jiangxi Lin: This uncle is a bit interesting.

"I don't want to buy a goose. I want to buy a set of kitchen utensils."

"Okay, first pay a deposit of ten copper buckles, and you can pick up the kitchen utensils tomorrow morning."

"The kitchen utensils I want are different from others."

"What's different? What new styles of kitchen utensils can there be? Besides, I've never seen any type of kitchen utensils."

"Hey, you're talking so much that I can't go on. Why don't you take a look at my drawings first?"

"Bring it to me and see."

The blacksmith uncle put down the carving knife in his hand.

Jiangxi Lin handed over the roll of cloth that he had already prepared in his pocket.

The blacksmith uncle stretched out his hand to take it, shook it open and grinned.

"Ouch!"

Seeing the other party's reaction, Jiang Xilin felt inexplicably dismayed.

"Is this trick okay?"

"It's a new trick I've never seen before. It's ten copper buttons. I'll pick it up tomorrow morning."

Jiangxi Lin:……

This is a ruthless person who doesn't know how to chat at all.

After paying ten copper buckles in advance, Jiang Xilin decisively turned around and left.

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Puff, puff, puff...

In the slightly dark room, an owl with pure white fur hung on a metal crossbar and flapped its wings twice.

Reva Kanter held a steaming glass of water in both hands and sat opposite the blond bearded man.

"He first went to fish shop No. 103, looked at it for a while and then bought a hairtail fish,"

The blond bearded man raised his hand and gently shook the ashes from his cigarette.

"Finally, he made a set of kitchen utensils at the Hammersmith Shop in Water Tower Square. It is worth mentioning that the kitchen utensils were designed by him himself."

"Kitchenware designed by myself? It's quite interesting."

Reva Kanter shook the water glass in his hand,

"What do you think of him?"

The blond bearded man took a puff of his cigar and was silent for a while.

"There's nothing about him that looks like a homeless man except his body."

Reva Kanter also fell silent after hearing this.

This is also the issue he has been thinking about the most recently. To be honest, the feeling Jiangxi Lin gave him was so special. There was no mess or caution like other wanderers.

He seems to have his own rhythm. Although everything is in his hands now, he still has the illusion that everything is not under his control.

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It was almost eight o'clock in the evening, and the snowflakes were falling, and they seemed to be getting bigger and bigger.

No. 37, Baishi District, the coals in the fireplace burned red.

A tall and slender woman with dark skin and plump and sexy lips was wearing a thick square scarf, standing in front of the oriel window, looking at the street scene with snow falling outside the window.

On both sides of the clean and tidy streets, phlogiston lamps cast a faint yellow light and fell on the snow, giving the entire street a warm color.

Pedestrians wearing coats and hats hurried on the streets, leaving dense footprints and creating a busy scene together with the carriages passing by.

"Mom, when will dad come back?"

A six or seven-year-old dark-skinned boy ran over, hugged the woman's thigh, raised his head and asked.

The woman lowered her head and gently touched the boy's head, showing a forced smile.

"Dad has been too busy at work recently. He will come back when he is done."

"I will eat fish fillets with dipping sauce and black fish soup then."

"Okay, when dad comes back, mom will cook it for you."

As the woman said this, the ominous premonition in her heart became stronger and stronger. It had been nearly half a month. In the past, she only went home once every three or four days at most. Could he...

Jingle bells, jingle bells...

The doorbell downstairs suddenly rang. The woman left her son alone, ran downstairs quickly, and opened the door.

A man wearing a black trench coat, with a strong build and a hideous scar on his face stood at the door like a stone statue.

When the woman saw this figure, she was stunned for a moment, then she couldn't help covering her face and crying with joy.
Chapter completed!