After sensing Qin Yao's gaze, Zhang Tiezhu not only took no offense, but smiled warmly instead. "Little Lord Qin, are you interested in this crude trade of mine?"
Qin Yao was genuinely quite interested.
With the Grind Emperor System in his possession, he was the kind of person for whom too many skills were never a burden.
Even those "chicken-rib" skills that were barely useful—so long as he awakened and leveled them up, he could at least earn a few System Coupons!
"Yes, I find it quite interesting. I don't think it's crude at all. On the contrary, it's full of a sense of strength!"
As he said this, Qin Yao perfectly played up a frail scholar's yearning for strength.
" Ding! Skill "Acting" Proficiency +1 "
The youth's attitude greatly pleased the old blacksmith.
So he said, "I'm honored that Little Lord Qin thinks so highly of it. This old man will keep forging, and you can watch from the side for now.
"If your hands start itching, you can give it a try yourself!"
Qin Yao's eyes lit up. "That would be wonderful!"
Don't be fooled by how agreeable the old blacksmith was being right now.
If Qin Yao had been anyone else, Zhang Tiezhu would never have allowed him to watch blacksmithing, not even if it killed him.
As the old saying went, this was the livelihood passed from sons to sons, never to daughters!
Cases of teaching an apprentice only to starve the master were not uncommon either.
Zhang Tiezhu was honest, but he was no fool. How could he possibly do such a thing?
However, when it came to Qin Yao, the old blacksmith had no guard up at all.
After all, the man was a proper "scholar" with an identity plaque.
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