I'm bound to the divine medicine system

Chapter 118 The Gao Clan Blacksmith
It's a step late, what should I do with the young master's lunch today?His scalp began to tingle.

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After entering the gate of the county seat, Mu Qingyi said to Yu Rui, who was driving outside: "Brother Yu, do you know a good blacksmith shop?"

Yu Rui thought she was going to buy kitchen knives and pans, so he smiled and said, "I really know a family with very good craftsmanship. They specialize in making some replacement weapons for the yamen."

Mu Qingyi's eyes lit up, and she thought that there might be fine steel in such a blacksmith's shop.There are very few fine steels in ordinary blacksmith shops, and only blacksmith shops that specialize in making weapons can have this rare item.

If she came to the door by herself, the boss probably wouldn't even talk to her. With Yu Rui around, she would be able to win some favor.

However, she was thinking too much.

With Yu Rui around, he couldn't win any favor.

"Little girl, do you know that a dagger made from a piece of fine steel is much sharper than a dagger made from fine iron?"

"Do you know how many wealthy families can't afford a dagger made of fine steel?"

"You still want to use fine steel for making small scissors? Not to mention Yu Rui's intercession, even the king of heaven and Lao Tzu will not win."

Obviously, this is a blacksmith with ideas and personality.

Regardless of what Yu Rui said, if you don't hit, you don't hit.

The heroine who saved more than a dozen children, and the master of painting were all missed.

Yu Rui was finally defeated, turned around and said to Mu Qingyi, "He's a brainless person, it's useless to say anything. How about using refined iron?"

Mu Qingyi frowned and shook her head.

No matter how refined the iron is, it will rust, so where can it be used to make utensils such as scalpels and needle holders, isn't that harmful?

Yu Rui sighed, and said to Mu Qingyi: "How about this, let me ask someone to see if I can get some fine steel."

Mu Qingyi frowned slightly, and thanked Yu Rui: "Thank you, Brother Yu, if it can be done, there will be a big thank you."

Yu Rui waved his hand with a hearty smile, "I can't thank you enough, you saved so many children and helped our county government solve such a big case, you are the benefactor of all of us, what is this trivial matter!"

"Then I'll make a meal for Brother Yu myself." Mu Qingyi also smiled.

Qingwen's face turned cold, and he glared at Yu Rui unkindly, Feng Er came yesterday, is Yu Rui coming again today?Can you still let him have a good meal?
Qingxi also frowned, her originally indifferent eyes were stained with emotion, she seemed a little unhappy.

Yu Rui smiled and waved his hands, "No need, your hand! You can't use it for these rough jobs, you should write and draw more."

The ice and snow on Qingwen's face melted instantly, um, very interesting.

The displeasure in Qingxi's eyes disappeared in a flash.

Several people were about to leave the blacksmith's shop, when a woman with a big belly walked slowly towards the blacksmith's shop with a food box, walking very slowly, as if she couldn't walk anymore.

The woman's stomach is very big, bigger than that of ordinary pregnant women, but her body is very slender, which looks quite weird.

With a "snap", the food box fell to the ground, and the woman seemed unable to stand up, and sat down a little bit.

Hearing the voice, the senior blacksmith looked back, and when he saw the woman, his pupils narrowed sharply, he dropped the hammer in his hand, and rushed to the woman, "Yunniang, what's wrong with you?"

"It hurts, it hurts so much!" The woman's face was pale, sweat was profuse on her forehead, and her body was trembling constantly.

Seeing something wrong, Mu Qingyi walked over quickly, and reached out to grasp the woman's wrist without saying a word.

Gao Blacksmith was taken aback, "What are you doing?"

Mu Qingyi withdrew her hand, and said in a deep voice, "Your fetus is gasping, and you are about to give birth, so hurry up and send it to the medical office."

(End of this chapter)