After looking at it, Lin Feng was originally very disappointed. Hearing the young shopkeeper say that there was a better one in the back room, he couldn't help but be careless.
There are more than ten swords hanging on the wall of the back room, including seven or eight knives of different lengths and shapes. Lin Feng took them one by one and looked at them, and finally chose a three-foot-long knife with a long and narrow body, a thick back, a thin blade, and a deep blood groove. The handle was long, suitable for chopping with one or both hands.
Lin Feng held the knife in both hands and cut vertically and horizontally. Feeling very satisfied, he asked the young shopkeeper: "Shopkeeper, the shape of this knife suits me very well. What's the price? Is it made of fine iron?"
"Of course it is made of very good iron, no bargaining, just one tael of silver." The young shopkeeper said, patting his chest.
"Since the store has the same price, I won't bargain, but I want to try the quality of the knife edge." Lin Feng said cheerfully, and made a request by the way.
For Lin Feng, the best quality knives he has seen so far are the twelve throwing knives given by Bu Ying. Lin Feng liked it very much, so he took out a throwing knife and said to the young shopkeeper: "Use this flying knife of mine." Let’s check the knife. If there’s nothing wrong with it, I’ll take the knife.”
"It's easy to say. Just test it. The swords of our Xu Ji Blacksmith Shop are quite famous in Qixing Shifang." The young shopkeeper was full of confidence.
Lin Feng is not polite, a knife costs one tael of silver, it must be worth the money. Lin Feng used iron pliers to secure the flying knife, held the long knife with both hands, and used all his strength to strike down.
Seeing Lin Feng being so serious, the young shopkeeper had a look of disdain on his face. He waited to see Lin Feng's joke and smashed the flying knife with his long knife.
There was a loud "clang" sound, and a big gap opened in the long knife.
"Ah..., this..." The young shopkeeper's eyes widened, and his mouth was open enough to put a duck egg in.
"The quality of your knife is not good enough. Look at the gap in the long knife." Lin Feng was very dissatisfied. He knew that Bu Ying's flying knife was made of black iron by a master forging swords. It can cut gold and jade and is extremely sharp. , not something that ordinary people can create.
"Brother, you're here to kick some ass, right?" The young shopkeeper thought for a moment and then said out of nowhere. In his opinion, Lin Feng did not buy the sword sincerely, but used a magic weapon to test his own sword and came here to provoke him.
"Shopkeeper, what do you mean? Why didn't I come here sincerely to buy the knife?" Lin Feng felt that he had been wronged, and started arguing with the young shopkeeper.
A burst of noise in the house spread outside, and the old man and the middle-aged man hurriedly stopped working and rushed to the back room. I saw the young shopkeeper pulling Lin Feng's clothes and asking him to pay. There was a long knife with a big gap on the table on the table.
"What's going on?" the old man asked after separating the two.
"Grandpa, this guy is here to play a game." The young shopkeeper said to the old man.
"Don't talk nonsense. It was you who said your swords were of good quality and asked me to test them casually." Lin Feng explained with an aggrieved look.
The middle-aged man picked up the long knife, looked at it carefully, and then handed it to the old man. The old man took it and looked at it for a while and said: "What kind of weapon did the little brother use to test it? Please bring it to me to see!"
"Old man, this is my weapon. I tried it with this throwing knife." Lin Feng took out a throwing knife from his waist, handed it to the old man with both hands, and explained: "I'm not here to cause trouble, I just want to buy a knife like My throwing knife is such a hard and sharp long knife.”
"What a good knife, I admire you!" The old man watched the flying knife for a long time and said sincerely, completely ignoring the angry look on Lin Feng's face by the young shopkeeper next to him.
The middle-aged man also came closer to take a closer look, and said with a look of approval and admiration: "Little brother, your flying knife is a magic weapon. It cannot be made at our level, and the blacksmith shop in Qixing Shifang should also make it." Don’t come out.”
"Little brother, where did you get your flying knife?" the old man asked humbly.
"A friend gave it to me. It's very easy to use, but I don't have a weapon yet, so I want to buy a long knife." Lin Feng explained.
"The long knife broke. It's because of our limited skills. We can't blame others." The old man taught the young shopkeeper a lesson.
"Got it, Grandpa!"
"Little brother, listen to my advice. The long knives in our store are of high quality and are enough for your use. After all, magic weapons like your flying knife are rare." The old man gave advice.
"Okay, I broke this knife. I'm really sorry. I'll just buy this one. I really like the shape of this knife, and there is only a small chip, which doesn't affect my use!" Lin Feng replied modestly. road.
"This is the only knife of this form. Just like it. I'll let my son repair the gap later. I'll give you a 50% discount on this knife. Five hundred copper coins. It's like making a friend!" The old man continued as he put the long knife into its sheath and handed it to Lin Feng.
"Okay, thank you so much!" Lin Feng was overjoyed and hurriedly took the long knife with both hands.
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After repairing the gap, he left the blacksmith shop. Lin Feng carried a long knife on his back and wandered around the market. There was a stall selling beef skewers on the roadside. Lin Feng bought ten skewers and ate them while walking.
"Oh, it's Lin Feng, you're shopping too!" A surprised shout came from behind.
Lin Feng looked back and saw that it was the little girl Rongrong from Long Yuan Martial Arts Hall, looking at him in surprise.
"It's Miss Rongrong. Do you want barbecue skewers?" Lin Feng was very happy to see an acquaintance and handed over two beef skewers.
"I'm not young, Che. You said you wanted to treat me to dinner last time, so just eat this!" Rongrong looked at the oily meat skewers and curled her lips in dissatisfaction: "Why haven't you come to the martial arts hall recently? Woolen cloth?"
"I'm a little busy these days. How about this? You can eat whatever you want today? Take me there." Lin Feng rarely came to Qixing Market, so he was generous and promised.
"I don't, I'll treat you to dinner today!" Miss Rongrong happily refused.
"Did you find money?" Lin Feng was very surprised, and there were still people rushing to pay for the treat.
"No, hehe, I got paid yesterday. This is the first time I've received a salary, hehe." The little girl said generously, looking like she had been taken advantage of.
"That's not good. I agreed to treat you to dinner." Lin Feng hurriedly refused. It was too shameful for the little girl to spend money to treat him to dinner.
"Okay, I'll give in, you treat me, I'll pay for it!" Miss Rongrong waved her hand, not allowing Lin Feng to object.
"This is a bit too unreasonable!" Lin Feng struggled for a moment.
"Let's go, let's go eat mushroom hot pot, hee hee!" Rongrong pulled Lin Feng and left.
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"Waiter, let's have a beauty mushroom clear soup hot pot, as well as lotus root slices, yam, shiitake mushrooms, fungus, fat beef rolls, steamed cakes..." Miss Rongrong found a table by the window and said to the waiter: "Yes. Yes, there are two bowls of sour plum soup."
"Okay, what else do you want?" The waiter wiped the table with a rag.
"Lin Feng, what else do you want?" Rongrong asked.
"You can order whatever you want, I'm not picky about food." Lin Feng looked at the domineering look of little girl Rongrong, which was very cute.
"Boys should eat more meat, waiter, let's have another plate of mountain venison, one plate of pheasant meat, one plate of mutton..."
"Rong Rong, don't order it. It's too much and I can't eat it." Lin Feng hurriedly explained.
"What are you afraid of? This girl has plenty of money."
Soon, the mushroom hot pot and a lot of ingredients were served. Seeing this, Lin Feng stopped being polite and started eating and drinking.
"I have to say, the hot pot here is really delicious." Lin Feng praised while eating.
"You don't have to tell me, I am such a person, how can the place I choose not be delicious!" Rongrong ate the mushrooms in small bites. When she saw Lin Feng eating meat, she covered her mouth and laughed softly.
"Rongrong is so amazing."
"right!"
Lin Feng himself had a large appetite, so he was still full, so he had to slow down and sit down to enjoy the beautiful scenery outside the window.
"Hey, isn't this Mr. Tan? Why is he here at Shifang?" Suddenly, Lin Feng saw a familiar figure, Bu Ying's subordinate Lao Tan.
