Bao Jinhou dared to say it, and he opened his mouth and said something that made Lou Gui and Lou Zhen laugh out loud.
Lou Zhen said sarcastically without mercy: "My brother can make a hundred kilograms, can you handle it?"
"If you can fight it, I can take it." Bo Jinhou puffed out his chest and refused to be outdone. In the eyes of the blacksmith brothers, he felt like he was getting angry.
"Although it takes a lot of time to make this weapon, it is not difficult. You are the first business to open today. I will give you a few cents of profit. I will give you a hundred taels of silver and half of the deposit will be paid first."
Lou Gui is not as serious as Lou Zhen. Maybe it is because he is a few years older and he also knows that people should not be judged by their appearance. Although he is rough and rough, he is also a person with a delicate mind. When people make fun of themselves, Lou Gui is quite considerate.
"One hundred taels? Why don't you go and grab it!" Ye Sangeng has not had much idea about money since he was a child. This is equivalent to a hundred taels of silver that can support an ordinary people's family of three for six or seven years. For him, It was just a number. On the contrary, Bo Jinhou shouted and felt that this person was no longer doing shady business but a blatant robbery.
"If it's too expensive, don't ask us to do it." Lou Zhen looked as proud as if he had won a round. It looked like he and Bo Jinhou were about the same age. A few words can be used as a comparison between winner and loser.
Lou Zhen said this quite confidently. He also knew about Lixia City. Not to mention Lixia City, he knew that even within a radius of a hundred miles, he would not be able to find anyone who could forge weapons. Two families.
Bo Jinhou really didn't know how to answer his words, and he was scratching his head for a while, not knowing what to do.
"As long as the quality is high, it doesn't matter if you have more or less money." As he spoke, he took out a banknote in the middle of the night and was about to hand it to Lou Gui, but Bo Jinhou stretched out his hand to stop him.
Bo Jinhou has an honest heart and no worries. In his opinion, it costs money to learn from a teacher, just like a school in the city. During the holidays, you can see some students carrying pork. I drank some good wine and ran to my husband's house. He felt that he was being generous enough by not asking him for money when he taught him kung fu in the middle of the night, so he was absolutely embarrassed to use other people's money for the weapons.
But Bo Jinhou really couldn't accept Fang Xiong's outrageous asking price. In the past few years, he only paid a dozen or twenty taels of silver a year to deliver goods to the Song family. Let alone a hundred taels, it was just the deposit of fifty taels. I'm afraid I won't be able to get it together.
"What's wrong?" He saw Bo Jinhou blocking him in the middle of the night. Of course, he didn't know what Xiao Jiujiu was thinking about.
"I can pay for it myself." Bo Jinhou said it reluctantly. After all, he really couldn't afford so much money at the moment.
Ye San was clearer. He was so smart that he could guess a thing or two when he saw Bo Jinhou like this. Of course, he could also guess Bo Jinhou's current situation based on his tone, and then he smiled and said: "I'll pay it first, and we'll wait for it later." I just want you to return it to me."
Ye San Geng said it so naturally, even if Bao Jinhou is a weakling, he can understand that this is someone who has found a way for him to step down, so that he will not lose face in front of outsiders.
Sometimes just one sentence can make people feel close to you or disgust them.
A kind word warms you for three winters, but a bad word hurts you for six months.
This is just the way to control people. It is probably the result of constant contact since childhood. Unconsciously, some of Ye San Geng's behaviors are as scheming as those of her elder sister.
Lou Zhen took the one hundred taels of silver notes from his hand at midnight. It was probably the first time in his life that he had seen such an amount. He looked over it several times. He didn't look as if he had just opened his eyes, but rather as if he was distinguishing the true from the false.
Ye Sangen was generous and said: "I paid one yuan, no need to worry about it as a deposit."
On the contrary, Lou Gui cupped his fists and asked, "May I ask for your name?" Lou Gui finally showed some respect in his tone from the moment he entered the door. In his opinion, in the entire Lixia City, it was only a handful who could make a hundred taels without any ambiguity. Count, but the person in front of me is really nervous.
In the middle of the night, he discovered that in the past few years, he had brought his sister along with him. On the contrary, he had been asked his name the most times in this small Lixia City. If it hadn't been mentioned repeatedly these few times, he really wished he could. Forget about that surname that can make others silent in the Great Zhou Dynasty.
"I live in the south lane of the county and have lived in Tianran for a while. If you are afraid that the banknote is fake, you can go to Tiantianju to find the boss. He knows where I am." Ye Sangeng said in detail, which attracted people Lou Gui was stunned. "Oh it's you?!"
"Recognize me?" Ye Sangen asked in surprise, but then he was relieved. After all, that incident happened a few days ago, and it is understandable that it was circulated at that time.
Lou Zhen pointed at Midnight, hesitating in his words, "Aren't you the one who beat the Yang family's son-in-law to a pulp?"
In the middle of the night, he tilted his head and thought about it. He and Han Kunpeng didn't seem to have been entangled for a long time that day. How could there be such a version of "falling flowers and flowing water"?
Little did they know that among the spectators there were some eloquent people, and the three of them added fuel to the rumor like a tiger. The version of "Luo Hua Liu Shui" was actually the most common version. What was even more so was that it was so miraculous that it was said three times a night. The three-hundred-round battle with Han Kunpeng had no winner or loser. In the end, the two of them stopped at the same time and made an appointment to fight another day before ending the battle. The plot of the battle was described as if they were actually involved in it. If he heard this version in the middle of the night, he would probably be rewarded with some money to persuade him to become a storyteller.
Some people even raised questions. It only took Han Kunpeng a short time to go up and down the stairs, and he didn't hear too many loud battle sounds. Why did he fight for 300 rounds? The busybody who was as talkative as a storyteller said: Masters' moves are a matter of breath and moment, and the details inside are not something ordinary people can understand.
But Zhenzhen’s mouth is like two skins, and both opening and closing are dramas.
Bo Jinhou has followed the convoy to the Song family to collect goods since the first day of the new year. In the past few days, he has been thinking about avenging his aunt. Today is the first time that he heard that Ye Sangeng, who was going to teach him martial arts, also talked to Han Youyu's brother Han Kunpeng had a relationship.
"Is there such a thing?" Bo Jinhou asked in surprise. In his opinion, if Han Youyu could subdue him in one fell swoop, then Han Youyu's brother should be more powerful, and Ye Sangeng actually beat Han Kunpeng to a pulp. It seemed that Ye Sangeng was really powerful.
Bo Jinhou suddenly thought of his sister's expression when she introduced her younger brother last night. He felt that if he had a younger brother who could be so powerful, he would certainly be so proud to introduce him to others.
Ye San never thought about what Bo Jinhou was thinking at this time. He just thought that he didn't want Bo Jinhou to know too much about the relationship between his siblings and the Han brothers. He took advantage of Lou Zhen's words and said with a smile: "Old grudges from the past." That’s all.”
Bao Jinhou's words in the middle of the night made people admire him even more. The understatement seemed to Bao Jinhou to be as calm and gentle as a peerless master, which made people admire him. This was really unintentional and firm. Bo Jinhou wanted to learn martial arts from him.
Lou Gui's eyes had some unfathomable meaning, he glanced at the third watch of the night, and said: "It's the second quarter of the night, just come and get it after the second hour of the morning." After saying that, he turned around and told Lou Zhen, "Start the fire. .”
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At three o'clock in the morning, a purple-robed Taoist priest walked in through the city gate that was opened at the beginning of the morning. He wore a Ziwu bun on his head, his waist was inserted into the board, and he put a fly whisk in his hand on the crook of his left arm. His appearance was slim and his age could not be seen. I think it was because they were hiding in the wild. All those who cultivate the Dao look so old that others cannot tell.
The purple-robed Taoist walked steadily and unhurriedly. Every few steps he would grab someone and say "Infinite Heavenly Lord" before asking where he wanted to go. He asked several people like this but didn't seem to get the answer he wanted.
Among the pedestrians going in and out of the city, there were also some good-hearted people who were wondering why this outstanding Taoist priest was not dressed like a deceitful wandering sorcerer. Xian Wendao's job was not good and he changed his career to become a charlatan?
After all, he still has little knowledge. Not to mention that the Taoist priest in purple doesn't look like a liar. If someone really knows his Taoist robe and the position of the Ziwu hairpin, he will know that this person is definitely one person in Taoism and less than ten thousand people. The place above that is like a lecturer is a title bestowed by the current Holy One. Not to mention being charlatans, even among the famous Taoists of Dragon and Tiger in Wudang Qingcheng, there are only a few people who can wear Taoist robes of this color.
The purple-robed Taoist asked questions as he walked. The passers-by on the road seemed to shy away from his questions. After all, they still didn’t know the identity of the Taoist. If he really told him where he was going, if the Taoist went and caused trouble, he himself would suffer unprovoked disasters. ?
The Taoist priest was not in a hurry and walked forward slowly without any waves. When he thought about it, if one person couldn't ask the question, he would ask two people. If two people couldn't ask the question, he would ask three people. If he couldn't ask the question in one day, he would ask for two days. If he couldn't ask the question in two days, he would ask for three days and four days. Someone would eventually tell him. , there will eventually be a time to ask.
What's more, Lixia City is only so big, you can find it just by looking around.
Don't force it, let it take its course, maybe that's what he asked.
The purple-robed Taoist still walked forward unhurriedly, following the main road in the city.
At the first moment, a woman wearing a malan robe walked into the city gate. Except for the different colors of her clothes, she was dressed the same as a purple-robed Taoist priest. Her age could not be determined from her appearance. After all, the flowers in the mountains were blooming without Jiazi. People like them don't care if the cold comes or the summer comes.
First, she raised her head and looked at the soldiers guarding the city wall. The lady in blue seemed to give up her plan of going up to inquire after some thought, and then walked along the main road in the city. Her steps were hurried, and her eyes were wandering around. She must have been there. Find someone.
The lady in blue didn't ask around like the purple-robed Taoist priest who had just entered the city not long ago. She just focused on searching for herself. During the process, she hurriedly stood firm and supported the pedestrians she bumped into, and then hurriedly said "Immeasurable Heavenly Lord" and continued. Go ahead and search.
It seemed like a child had lost his beloved toy. If his eyebrows hadn't been slightly furrowed to suppress his red eyes, he would have burst into tears the next moment.
After all, he saw the person he was looking for through several shops, stalls, and groups of passers-by.
Holding a fly whisk in hand, he was dressed in purple clothes that became more and more radiant under the warm late winter sun. The ivory white jade wat at his waist also shone brightly.
Nv Guan Lan let out a long breath and seemed to let go of the huge stone in her heart. She even let go of the hand holding the reins.
People like them, who have seen through life and death and cut off the world, shed two lines of pure tears. Just across those people, on the street, the lady in blue shouted: "Zhang Jiutian, aren't you afraid that I can't find you?" Got it!"
Zhang Jiutian is the younger brother of Zhang Jiuding, the current head of Wudang.
The imperial lecturer of the Forbidden City, the sutra reciter of the Heaven Sacrifice Ceremony, and the person in charge of the Luotian Jiao.
This purple-clothed Taoist priest, who had several identities but was even more prominent than his own disciples, still turned around unhurriedly and laughed dumbly, "Why are you crying?"
After saying these four words, Zhang Jiutian still raised his legs and stepped forward unhurriedly. The distance of seven to eight feet was reduced to a fist when Zhang Jiutian finished speaking. It seemed that the passers-by between the two people did not exist at all.
The Taoist priest in purple raised his hand to brush away the water droplets hanging on the cheeks of the girl in blue, and grinned.
"You ride faster, and I will leave a little earlier, because I am afraid that you have to walk with me. I traveled all day yesterday, and I was afraid that you would be tired, so I didn't wake you up. Don't cry, you are such a big man."
The lady in blue smiled brightly, she didn't need to captivate the country or the city, but in the eyes of the purple-robed Taoist priest, she was even happier than the first time she heard the master ask her to go to that circle.
I said you are the Tao I want to ask, how could you just casually throw away the secrets you have cultivated over the past few lives?
