Du Chengfeng, who has read some books, will naturally not put all his eggs in one basket.
Although he did entrust the Yang family to help him search for weapons, it does not mean that he completely trusts the Yang family. Especially when it comes to things like strength improvement, it is better to keep the channels in his own hands.
And after looking for Carpenter Li, he actually asked for some solutions.
"I also heard this before when I was buying an ax plane. At the big market in Ji Town, some people would set up stalls in the corner to sell veteran blades... But you can't buy those things. I heard that they are all Those who have killed people, but whoever buys those weapons back, will not get into trouble. God knows why someone would set up a stall like this, can they make money?"
Du Chengfeng still remembers what Carpenter Li said at that time.
The news was not very accurate, more akin to country folk tales. Even Li Carpenter himself was not sure of the authenticity of this incident, but from what Du Chengfeng heard, it was very likely that it was true.
Although Du Chengfeng didn't know much about the world he was currently living in, he was already quite familiar with things like the evil spirit of weapons - this thing would affect people's minds, and the more people they killed, the more likely they would be. If there are more, the impact will be higher. So the question is, will there be some smart people who think of throwing the weapon out before the evil spirit completely enters the body?
There are still similar examples. When he was polishing that unlucky scimitar before, the unlucky blacksmith he saw was one of them. In the subsequent sharpening process, he saw many similar examples.
Facts have proved that everyone is not a fool. Now that we know that the evil spirit is accumulated on the weapon, can we just throw the weapon away?
But this kind of talk is like the big principles in those books. Everyone knows that it is right and they can understand it when they are learning it. But when it is really your turn to do it... it is still a bit difficult after all.
There is no other reason, the main reason is the value of the weapon.
A weapon is worth a lot of money, and a handy weapon is even more expensive. Even if these weapons have been contaminated with the evil spirit of swordsmanship and become extremely dangerous, not everyone can be so cruel as to throw away this valuable property.
Unless a sufficient price is given.
Even if you just cash it in at half the price, you can get a new knife after scraping together the money. What's more, these weapons that are contaminated with the evil spirit of weapons may not really reach the point where they need half the price before anyone will take them.
Although the evil spirit of weapons is indeed dangerous, it is only for ordinary people. There are always people who collect these things, such as soldiers who are responsible for fighting. They will take these weapons back to the grinders in the military camp to help them. Polished. Or maybe some warriors who are not affected by the evil aura of swords can actually enhance their combat power with an evil sharp blade.
And now, there is the third type, that is, Du Chengfeng, who has to sharpen his sword and fight at the same time.
Whether it's an opportunity to sharpen his sword or an improvement in combat power, he wants it all.
If there is demand, there will naturally be a market. Therefore, in Carpenter Li's eyes, this kind of business where he loses money and makes a profit, in Du Chengfeng's judgment, it is a feasible and good business.
As for the supply issue...
Jizhou is originally on the border of Nanchen and the place where the Four Wars were fought. The people are strong and fierce. Although they don't go to the point of drawing swords against each other over a disagreement, people usually don't leave any overnight grudges after forming a feud.
This kind of place may be short of money, it may be short of food, it may be short of teachers to teach children how to read, but it will never be short of weapons that can kill people.
"So, brother."
Du Chengfeng hugged Carpenter Li's shoulders.
"Do you know when this big market in Ji Town opens?"
"It's open today."
Feeling the weight of gold and silver in his arms, and looking at the big hand on his shoulder, Carpenter Li finally sighed.
"Although it may be a little late to go now, brother Du, you have to be anxious. I will drive you there right now."
"Then thank you, brother."
Hearing that Carpenter Li even wanted to drive him there himself, Du Chengfeng couldn't help but clasped his fists and raised his hands.
However, after Carpenter Li drove out the carriage carrying goods, Du Chengfeng still took over the riding whip. This was naturally because he was itchy and wanted to try his skills. After all, he had never driven a large animal like a horse. ——Fortunately, after sharpening the swords of those barbarians, now he has become a real Mobei warrior at least in terms of knowledge reserve. His understanding of horses allows him to easily control the draft horses in front of him and drive up the cart. Come like a fish in water.
This couldn't help but make Li Carpenter, who was sitting in the car, marvel and even praise Du Chengfeng's current craftsmanship. Even if he was driving cars for those wealthy families, he might not be more than enough.
Just hearing Carpenter Li's compliment, Du Chengfeng shook his head slightly.
Perhaps in Carpenter Li's view, and even in the eyes of most people, driving a car for a wealthy family was a lucrative job.
But for him, it would be more enjoyable to drive for his brother.
The cart kept going all the way, and soon arrived at Ji Town under the guidance of Li Carpenter. Du Chengfeng also opened his eyes for the first time in the city - although in his eyes, Ji Town did not seem to be the same as Yangjiabao. The difference is big. It’s just that the Wubao standing in the city is bigger and has the appearance of a city defense, and there are also a lot more buildings and people around it. Perhaps in Li Carpenter’s eyes, this is already quite good. It was a big city, but in Du Chengfeng's view, it still looked a little desolate.
Even compared to the Ji Town in Fatty Yang's memory, it was inferior.
At least at that time, Ji Town still had the most basic appearance of a city.
"The market usually opens on the south side of the town. We just need to go through the town."
In Jizhen, only the garrison soldiers were qualified to gallop, so Li Carpenter also waved Du Chengfeng out of the car, and the two of them led the draft horses forward.
"But Brother Du, you have to pay attention to one thing. This Ji Town is different from Yangjiapu. In Yangjiapu, everyone was a local, and whoever did something bad would be known immediately. But here in Ji Town, people If you talk too much, even if someone deceives you with bad intentions, if you come back and look for it the next day, that person will have disappeared long ago."
Speaking of this, Carpenter Li couldn't help but feel a little sad, as if he was recalling some unbearable past events.
But Du Chengfeng didn't care much about this.
He could understand Carpenter Li's nagging concern, but at how old he was, it was impossible for those swindlers to hide it from him. Even if he was unlucky enough to be deceived, his current wrestling skills would be enough to defeat him. The opponent was beaten till his excrement and urine flowed out.
Just like now, even without turning around, he had already felt that there was a hand, about to pull at the corner of his clothes.
"Is there a problem?"
Du Chengfeng turned around suddenly, staring at the figure in front of him.
"What do you want to do?"
"I, I, I, I..."
The figure wrapped in thick clothes seemed to be frightened by Du Chengfeng, and for a while he couldn't say a complete sentence.
"I, I, I... I wanted to come over and ask."
"Ask? What to ask?"
Seeing that this man was hiding his head and covering his face and acting suspiciously, Du Chengfeng quietly adjusted his posture and was ready to smash him to the ground.
"What do you want to ask me?"
"I, I, I, I just wanted to ask."
While saying this, the figure wrapped in thick clothes opened his clothes.
"Uncle, do you want a knife?"
"……knife?"
Du Chengfeng couldn't help but shrink his pupils.
Inside the open clothes of the man in front of me, there were clearly more than a dozen sharp, gleaming blades hanging!
Every knife was stained with dried blood and a hint of cold evil aura.
These dozen or so knives have actually killed people.
