Ghost Slayer Blacksmith's Self-Cultivation

'Udon Noodles' is located in a relatively remote corner of Asakusa Commercial Street. Although the traffic is not booming, there are many repeat customers.

The price of the noodle shop is close to the people, so the business has been pretty good.

"Brother Zhuxiong, you are walking so fast, can you wait for me!"

'Stone Hammer' followed, shouting as they walked.

In fact, Zhuxiong didn't like to walk the right way, but walked back and forth along the alleys of the shop, and then watched him turn into an alley.

"Grumble!"

There were two iron pots and a soup pot on the stove, and the lower fire was burning vigorously.

The lid of the pot seems to be unable to suppress the heat in the pot. The rich soup is constantly bubbling in the pot, and the aroma can already be smelled.

The owner of 'Udon Noodles' is a bit busy at the moment, because he has a variety of types, and the ingredients and soup are also made and sold on the spot.

"Takeo, why are you here? Is everything going well tonight?"

The owner of the noodle shop took a look and saw Zhuxiong walking towards his seat.

It's not that the boss deliberately pays attention to the guests around him, but that Takeo is holding a big sack blatantly, anyone will notice.

"Noodle stall owner, can I take your place tonight, I want to sell something!"

Zhuxiong didn't hide it, and told his thoughts truthfully.

Because when chatting with the noodle stall owner this morning, Zhuxiong learned about it.

The surrounding area of ​​Asakusa is not very safe now, the most important thing is that the group of 'Smiling Coffins' often come to make trouble, and there is a high probability that they come to find a place.

Takeo has no time to pay attention to those guys now, but wants to sell some things to make a little money in the commercial district of Asakusa, but the rigid condition here is that he must have a store.

But there are other ways, that is, with the permission of the store manager, you can set up a stall to sell things in his area. To put it bluntly, the store manager is equivalent to a 'guarantor'.

"Zhuxiong, why are you being polite to me? You can just put it up casually. Anyway, I'll close the stall after I've been busy for a while. After all, these are my regular customers!"

The noodle stall owner had no intention of rejecting Zhuxiong, after all, Zhuxiong was one of his frequent customers.

"There are still a few square tables in my shop that haven't been displayed, if you need them, go get them yourself!"

The noodle stall owner pointed to the facade behind him and asked if he was still playing with the sizzling prawns on the iron plate.

"Noodle shop owner, thank you in advance, when I make money, I will definitely pay you back!"

Takexiong walked to a small open space not far from the noodle shop, even though he kept holding on to the sack, Takexiong didn't feel much tired.

He turned his eyes to 'Stone Hammer' and said: "Brother Stone Hammer, go to the store and find two square tables, I will use them later!"

"Brother Zhuxiong, are you setting up a stall here to sell?"

'Stone Hammer' was stunned for a moment, but according to Zhuxiong's intention, he brought two square tables from the shop and put them together.

"Brother Zhuxiong, what should we do next?"

'Stone Hammer' rubbed his hands and looked at Zhuxiong with great interest. At the moment, he was untying the rope binding the sack, then turned around and said.

"What else can I do, of course I will give it away!"

"Give it away! Brother Zhuxiong, you want to give it away for free for such a big battle, so what money do we make!"

There was a hint of blame in the tone of 'Stone Hammer', and Zhuxiong laughed out loud after hearing this.

"It's just a gift, but I can also make him so willing to pay for it!"

Zhuxiong looked at 'Stone Hammer' with an unbelievable look on his face, and started a demonstration as he spoke.

"Brother, now the noodle stall is holding an event to eat noodles and give away lucky draws. It's all free. I see you just came out of the store. Do you want to draw a prize?"

"Is there something good going on?"

The young man who was stopped by Zhuxiong was a little taken aback, but he didn't hear the shop owner tell him about the lottery draw when he was paying.

"Brother, do you want to draw a lottery? There may be a baby you have dreamed of here!"

Seeing the young man's hesitant look, Zhuxiong continued to ask.

"smoke!"

"No free, no smoking. Anyway, in line with the way of free prostitution, the young man chose the latter. Hearing that there will be a big prize, he really looks eager to try."

"Oh!"

Zhuxiong lifted the big sack behind him with one hand, placed it in front of the young man who drew the lottery, and then motioned the young man to put his hand in the sack and grab one at will.

"Can I ask first, what are the things in this sack, are there any living things or something, and they won't bite people!"

Seeing that the props for the lottery turned out to be a seemingly inconspicuous sack, the young man immediately became frightened, put his hands on the edge of the sack and hewed and hawed.

"If you tell me to do it, you do it. Why are you talking so much nonsense? Hurry up and let me do it!"

'Stone Hammer' looked at Zhuxiong's signal eyes, and immediately booed accordingly.

Although there are not many tourists, there are always a few tourists with strong curiosity who will stop and watch the situation unconsciously.

"what!"

The young man stretched his hand into the sack in a frightened and deceitful manner, fumbled around a few times, and took out something at random.

"Congratulations, this little brother got a cloth bag rabbit doll!"

Seeing this, Zhuxiong immediately announced the name of the prize in the young man's hand. To be honest, he was also quite curious about the treasures in the sack. All in all, the beginning was quite successful.

The young man looked at the rabbit doll in his hand, and he didn't show much joy, but a disgusted expression on his face.

The surface of the doll was a little black, and it looked like it hadn't been washed for a long time. The moment it was taken out, there were faint waves of monsters attacking.

"Bah! What a bad luck!"

The young man threw the rabbit doll that he won in the lottery on the ground, but he didn't intend to leave, instead he said to Zhuxiong.

"What a bad lottery, I want to draw again!"

"Yes, but this lottery draw requires payment!"

Zhu Xiong changed the subject and then explained, and at this moment the crowd gradually gathered around, looking like watching the excitement is not a big deal.

"How much is the lottery? I want to draw again!"

The young man said eagerly, as if his heart had been aroused, without further ado, he took out a one-yuan note from his trouser pocket and slapped it on the square table beside Zhuxiong.

"A dollar?"

'Stone Hammer' stared wide-eyed, brother Zhuxiong really makes people willing to pay, and it's still a round.

You must know that the hard-working performance outside Asakusa last time only earned more than [-] yuan.

PS[Demon Slayer World was in Japan's "Taisho Period" currency 100 qian (coin) equals 1 yuan]
"Brother, you gave too much, I only charge you ten dollars."

There was a faint smile on Zhuxiong's face, which made 'Stone Hammer' always feel that something was wrong.