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Yuan Xi walked out of the back kitchen unhurriedly with a charcoal basin in his hand, and walked up the stairs one level at a time. As soon as he reached the upper level, he met Chu Mu's figure anxiously hovering at the door of No. [-] room.

Chu Mu was startled when he saw him coming up, "Why are you?"

Yuan Xi stepped forward with a smile on his face, "The business in Lanyuelou is booming, and there is no manpower in the kitchen, so I asked me to help deliver it."

"I'm so rude, thank you, young master." Chu Mu hurriedly reached out to pick it up, but the man took a step back, and he was a little puzzled for a moment.

"Shopkeeper, yesterday I agreed with you to have lunch at a quarter past noon, and now it's three quarters noon and no lunch has been delivered to the room. My master has a good temper and doesn't care about others, but it's your fault for talking about it." Yuan Xi has followed Ye Hui for so many years, and even though he speaks sternly, he still looks good. After all, it is not him and Ye Meng who are at fault, and his backs are straight.

"Oh, what a neglect, young master, don't be angry. I'll go down and instruct the kitchen to deliver food to Master Ye immediately." Chu Mu's back trembled, and he immediately apologized.

Yuan Xi snorted, and waited for him to go down to explain, but Chu Mu took two steps and then withdrew his feet, took the charcoal basin in his hand and smiled reluctantly, "Young master, wait a little longer, let me put the things away." Send it to your master."

Watching Chu Mu enter Room No. [-] in Tianzi, the door was not closed, Yuan Xi stretched his neck and looked in, but there was no one there, so he bravely took two steps inside, the surrounding windows were still open, he went to In front of another door that was pushed open, he became curious when he saw a flat road leading directly to the attic on the top. As soon as his front foot stepped out, the surrounding scenery changed. He immediately retracted his foot, and everything returned to normal.

Chu Mu came back in a short while, seeing Yuanxi standing in the corridor without any expression of joy or anger, he quickly lost his smile, and took him downstairs to the kitchen to pick out a bunch of good dishes and personally escorted him to Ye Meng.

After sending Chu Mu away, Yuan Xi whispered to Ye Meng while laying out vegetables, "Fourth owner, the younger one just went upstairs."

Ye Meng raised his eyebrows, "What are you doing on the roof of other people's buildings? Don't annoy the owner of Lanyue Building."

"Hey, I understand. I didn't go in, so I looked outside, but I didn't see anyone." Yuan Xi quickly explained with a smile, "The inside of the room is very mysterious, and when you take a step, there is a haze in front of your eyes. I didn’t dare to go any further, so I came back.”

The time for lunch has been delayed, and Ye Meng is not in a hurry, so he told Yuan Xi a story in a leisurely manner, "I've heard people in the rivers and lakes mention that the attic of Lanyue Tower is full of people. There are many Jiangyang thieves who tried to force their way in but failed, instead they were tied tightly and turned away to the government, and the Yuelou Building has the support of the Yangzhou government for this matter."

Yuan Xi couldn't help being curious, "What kind of formation is so powerful that no one can walk in?"

"Those who haven't been there don't know. Those who have passed by are locked in prisons. Some words are listened to and believed, and three people become tigers. Most of them are rumors. Lanyue Tower collects all the treasures of the world, so some protective measures are necessary. If it were in the past, let the master thief Liu, who was so clever and empty-handed, break in, I'm afraid it would be worse."

"I don't think anyone in Lanyuelou knows martial arts. How can such a big Zhenbaohui be suppressed? Could it be that there is also a formation underneath?"

Ye Meng pondered for a while, "I can't see it, if I let my elder brother come, maybe I can find something."

In the attic, Jing Shu lay on the table and coughed intermittently. The plain white handkerchief was stained bleakly by the blue blood gushing from the corners of her lips. She threw the bloody handkerchief into the charcoal basin, and the handkerchief quickly turned black. It lit up a little bit from the edge.

After Chu Mu took care of things downstairs and returned to the attic, he heard a violent cough from a distance, he hurried up and knocked on the door, "Girl, are you okay?"

The door was locked from the inside, and no one else could get in, so Chu Mu could only ask outside, "Would you like to ask a doctor for you, or send a message for Mr. Leng Yu to come back?"

The room was quiet, and it took a long time for there to be any movement. The wheelchair slid to the door, and the door opened, and there was a smell of burning coal in the room. Jing Shu's face was very pale, "I'm fine, you cook for me according to the prescription last time." Once the medicine comes, I will rest for a while."

Chu Mu hurriedly went down to decoct the medicine. When the medicine was ready, he happened to meet Ye Meng and Yuan Xi, the master and servant, who were going downstairs for a walk. Seeing him carrying the medicine up, he asked with concern: "But your master's health not good?"

"My boss is also suffering from old problems. He usually speaks with a hoarse voice, and coughs badly when he is short of breath. Please feel free to do it yourself, the younger one has to go to deliver medicine to the boss. The hospitality is not good enough."

"Excuse me, let's go." Ye Meng arched his hands and watched Chu Mu hurried upstairs.

Yuan Xi, who was next to him, was a little puzzled, "Strange, just now their people asked me to bring charcoal fire to the attic, and the full pot thought it was for burning something. If the old man has a cough, he would need so much charcoal fire to choke on himself." What are you doing by yourself?"

But after thinking about it, he came up with an idea: "Si Zhuangzhu, if the old man's health is not good, why don't we go back and ask Sheng Shenzhen for a walk to cure the old man's illness, maybe it is worth the meteorite iron. After all, health is priceless."

Ye Meng thought about it carefully and felt that it was not unreasonable. When asking someone to treat a patient, he still needs to get the consent of the master. He found Chu Mu and told him about it. When the latter heard that Ye Meng wanted to invite a doctor to treat Jing Shu Immediately overjoyed, he hurriedly went up to the attic to convey the news, and then went downstairs angrily and politely declined Ye Meng's proposal.

"The owner said that she had been treated by Sheng Shenzhen for her illness, and there was no solution, and even the medicine king of Ten Thousand Flowers Valley couldn't help it. She said that she thanked the four masters for their kindness, and she appreciated it."

Ye Meng felt a little regretful, "Then your boss should pay more attention to your health and take good care of your illness."

"Thank you, Master Ye, for your concern."

When Chu Mu went to do his own thing, Ye Meng was still immersed in the worry of what to exchange for Meteorite, but when he turned around, he saw Yuan Xi looking thoughtful, "What are you thinking, kid?"

"Fourth owner, don't you think that the owner of Lanyue Tower is quite powerful? Back then, when the eldest lady was dying, the three owners personally came to the door and took the invitation card of Hidden Sword Villa to invite people to the villa. But the owner of the Lanyue Tower casually mentioned the names of Shengshenzhen and Yaowang, so the background must be not small."

Ye Mengzhao felt that he had a lot of background after such a comparison, but Yuan Xi was surprised again: "No, Mr. Sheng has been living in Tibetan Sword for 20 years. When did you ask for a doctor?"

"Maybe it was 20 years ago. The old man was getting old, maybe it was a problem when he was young." Ye Meng sighed.

It only takes one day to go from Yangzhou to Hangzhou County, and two days to go back and forth, but the messenger did not arrive until noon on the third day, accompanied by the most senior swordsmith in the sword mound.After Ye Hui received the news, he saw Ye Meng talking about the piece of meteorite in the letter, and the excitement seemed to overflow from the lines.

He turned his head and told Ye Yingyi that he was afraid that his younger brother would be deceived.Ye Ying was puzzled, so she heard Ye Hui read the content of Ye Meng's letter passionately, as if she could see the appearance of the fourth brother writing vigorously, she smiled, "Maybe the fourth brother really found something good, the second brother If you are worried, then send a master from the sword hut to have a look."

Jing Shu was startled when she learned that the second person from the Ye family came back, and then she was slightly relieved when she heard Chu Mu say that she was a master over half a hundred years old. All the masters who have been nested in the sword cottage for many years have been invited out.

Chu Mu led the sword-casting master to look at the meteorite iron again, this time for a longer time. He watched the sword-casting master carefully observe the texture of the meteorite iron with a small mirror in the sunlight, and then Borrowed a small hammer and wrapped it in a cloth and tapped it lightly, which made his forehead twitch. Thinking of Jing Shu's attitude that she didn't want to keep the stone at all, she kept urging them not to bother and just take it away. .

"This is indeed an extremely rare piece of meteorite. If it's forging a sword, you can't use an ordinary method. The thousand-year-old iron in the hands of the master of the village needs extremely high smelting temperature, and this piece of meteorite needs to be more particular. "

Ye Meng stepped forward and asked: "Some time ago, the juniors were experimenting with Dashi technology in the sword hut. The temperature and duration of their sword casting and the tempering process are very different from those in the Central Plains. According to Mr. Yi, if this iron is tempered and polished with foreign sword casting techniques, it will be fine. Will it work?"

"It's... hard to say." The swordsmith pondered for a while, and said: "Meteorite is extremely resistant, you can try it."

The two discussed for a while, and it took a while to realize that Chu Mu was still waiting by the side, so they handed over their hands and apologized on the spot, "I kept the shopkeeper waiting for a long time."

Chu Mu politely returned the gift, "Master Ye, have you thought about what to exchange for this piece of meteorite?"

Ye Meng was at a loss for words, to be honest, he still didn't think about it, the arrival of the swordsmith strengthened his determination to want this piece of meteorite, "Ye Mou is just carrying some vulgar things, I don't know what requirements your master has, although Proposed."

"The boss has already explained that as long as it is suitable, Master Ye can take this piece of meteorite away." Chu Mu looked at Ye Meng's hesitation and felt a little headache for Jingshu, for fear that he would go home again if he said another sentence discuss.

"This..." Ye Meng thought for a while, and said: "This item is precious, and Ye can't think of it for a while. I wonder if your boss can give me a chance to discuss it in detail. The Ye family also wants to get acquainted with this friend."

This puts Chu Mu in a difficult situation. He handles every business in Lanyuelou, and Jing Shu never shows up in person. "The owner has never seen any outsiders. I'm afraid..."

Ye Meng bowed earnestly, "I would also like to ask the shopkeeper to report that Ye Si from Jiangnan Hidden Sword would like to see him."

"Oh, Master Ye, wait a moment."

In the attic, Jing Shu listened to what Chu Mu conveyed, her expression was a little sluggish, but she unexpectedly agreed to go downstairs to see her, facing Chu Mu's shocked gaze, she also had no choice but to say, "Meteor iron is precious, The Fourth Villa Master feels uneasy, if I personally persuade him, he will probably be able to accept it."

This is definitely the first time that Lanyuelou persuaded customers to trade something casually, and if it spreads, it will make a big noise.

Jingshu took out the silver mask hidden in the box. The metal was attached to her face and she could no longer feel the slightest coldness. She shook off the pair of thin chains that covered her wrists with her long sleeves, pressed both hands on the armrest, and Chu Mu Push the wheelchair and go down.

The author has something to say: I saw a joke in the space today, saying that the author will put away the blades sent by the readers, and then... put them neatly into the text?

As an author, I think I see hope hhh

Give it all, let it all go, the old lady is going downstairs [Groundhog calls]