Chapter 15: First Encounter with Wood

The century-old iron shop is in the Eastern District. This shop is not large, but its craftsmanship is undeniably excellent. It is said that the owner's ancestors for eight generations were all artisans, so this skill is naturally beyond reproach. Seeing Jun Jun Zijin looked around and thought that calling this place an iron shop was less accurate than calling it a weapon shop; inside, besides being filled with ironware of all sizes, there were even more various kinds of weapons.

Seeing Jun Jun Zijin was filled with awe; the wisdom of the ancients was truly remarkable! These weapons could be described as exquisite and surpassing nature itself. If that were the case, making a wheelchair should be no problem.

Seeing Jun Jun Zijin found the owner, presented the blueprint, and gave detailed instructions on how to proceed. The owner's eyes lit up; this Miss was actually capable of drawing such exquisite hidden weapons. He emphasized repeatedly that he could definitely do a good job, as if he feared Seeing Jun Jun Zijin would take the blueprint back.

Where did it look like a hidden weapon? Seeing Jun Jun Zijin silently complained but did not explain, only instructing when she should come to pick it up.

Immediately after, she took out the blueprint for the wheelchair. This time, the owner's eyes did not light up; instead, they went blank:

"This... what is this thing?" the owner asked, his voice trembling slightly.

"A wheelchair." Seeing Jun Jun Zijin answered concisely.

"This... is this really for people to sit on?" the owner still could not believe it; such an ingenious design had never been seen before.

Seeing Jun Jun Zijin nodded.

"May I take a look?" the owner asked cautiously, as if she were holding some rare treasure.

Seeing Jun Jun Zijin nodded again and handed the blueprint to the owner.

The owner held the blueprint in his trembling hands, examining it carefully as if it were a priceless treasure. The more he looked, the more shocked he became; such a complex and ingenious structure made even this old blacksmith bow in admiration.

"Can you make it?" Seeing Jun Jun Zijin asked hesitantly.

The owner looked at the Miss before him with a sincere expression, his eyes flashing with confidence and expectation. He bowed slightly and said firmly yet gently:

"Miss, to be honest, in this vast Jingcheng, if even I cannot accomplish this task, then I am afraid there truly is no second person who can! As long as you are willing to let me try, regardless of the final result, I will not charge you a single coin. Do you think this is acceptable?"

After speaking, he stood there quietly, waiting for the Miss's response, his heart full of the desire to receive this opportunity.

Seeing Jun Jun Zijin thought for a moment, nodded in agreement; there was no other choice.

Seeing Jun Jun Zijin explained the principles and operation methods of the braking system and the brake system to the owner in detail, emphasizing the importance of safety repeatedly.

The owner listened attentively, asking questions from time to time to ensure complete understanding.

Seeing Jun Jun Zijin also reminded the owner to pay attention to material selection and processing precision to ensure the quality and comfort of the wheelchair.

This wheelchair was prepared for her grandmother... no, for her grandmother; absolutely no carelessness was allowed. Yes, in her heart, her grandmother was the only relative she had in this world.

After giving instructions, Seeing Jun Jun Zijin only agreed on the time for pickup and did not pay a deposit; she was not the type to be pretentious, although she was considered wealthy now.

Seeing Jun Jun Zijin was about to leave with relief when suddenly, a low and magnetic voice from behind called out to her: "Miss, please wait!"

The voice was not loud, yet it seemed to possess an invisible magic that made Seeing Jun Jun Zijin stop in her tracks involuntarily.

Seeing Jun Jun Zijin turned around to look. In an instant, she felt as if struck by lightning; she could feel that for a moment, her heart stopped beating. She stared blankly at the man in splendid robes, her eyes stinging, and softly called out, "Wood... Lei..."

This person appeared to be just over twenty years old, yet his every gesture and movement could not hide the innate nobility and elegance he possessed. He had sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, and beneath his high, straight nose, his thin lips were pressed together lightly; he was a younger version of Lei! His facial features were actually very similar to those of Lei, her husband in her past life. "Wood" was her teasing nickname for him.

The younger version of Lei smiled and walked up to Seeing Jun Jun Zijin, who was staring blankly at him. His eyes revealed curiosity as he asked:

"Miss, my name is Quan Quan Aoyu. Why did you just call me 'Lei'?"

"Wood? How could he say that!" Bai Yu, the guard beside him, silently cursed in his heart.

That was right; he did not bear the surname Mu, but Quan, a surname reserved only for the Emperor Tianqi imperial family.

He was not Lei... Seeing Jun Jun Zijin came to her senses and said lightly:

"You look very much like someone I know."

In the past, if a Miss had said such a thing to him, he would have regarded it as a means of getting close and ignored it. However, this time, for some reason, he did not have that thought. Quan Quan Aoyu subconsciously felt that behind these words, there seemed to be a story hidden.

"Oh? Is that so? Then it is truly fate." Quan Quan Aoyu's lips curled up slightly as he asked:

"May I ask how the Miss is addressed?"

Bai Yu, the guard beside him, was so shocked he almost dropped his jaw; his master, Little Little Xizi, when had he ever smiled?

"Seeing Jun Jun Zijin." Seeing Jun Jun Zijin answered. Didn't this person know that his single smile could blind a Miss?

"Seeing Jun Jun Zijin... what a good name." he praised.

"Did you draw this blueprint?" he asked softly. Since he entered the door and saw this exquisite blueprint, he had been standing still for a long time.

Seeing Jun Jun Zijin nodded slightly. Originally, she did not want to pay much attention, but she could not resist this face that looked so much like Lei.

Quan Quan Aoyu continued to ask:

"Miss..."

Seeing Jun Jun Zijin interrupted him: "Young Master Mu, I have other matters; I take my leave!" She really should go; if she let this "Wood" keep asking, it would never end.

"Bold! Do you know who you are speaking to? How dare you be so rude!" Bai Yu could no longer hold back; when had his master ever received such cold treatment?

Bai Yu was about to say something else when he heard Quan Quan Aoyu's cold voice:

"Go back and receive ten military cane strokes yourself."

"..." Bai Yu wore a look of grievance.

Seeing Jun Jun Zijin was amused by Bai Yu's aggrieved expression, chuckled softly, turned around, and left.

"Master, she, she laughed at me!"

"Twenty military cane strokes."

"..."