"Today's knife has no white discharge. It is simply a sharp blade that can cut iron like mud. It not only killed this poisonous snake, but also took its blood. I didn't expect it to be of such great use." Zhou Yunzhen held his forehead. Celebrate.
What he didn't know was that what he was holding was not an ordinary folding fruit knife commonly seen in the world.
Zhou Yunzhen took a look at it and found that it was as sharp as autumn frost, breathtaking and emitting a dazzling cold light.
It turned out that he had never felt this way before, he just thought it was just an ordinary folding fruit knife.
After all, it is still a discarded thing from the world.
He accidentally picked it up on the bus when he was going shopping and riding back to school when he was in college. At that time, he shouted, "Whose fruit knife is this?"
No one answered, and everyone looked indifferent.
It's just a fruit knife. The person who lost it may have already gotten off the car.
No one who doesn’t get off the car looks down on it. Who doesn’t have a satisfying knife for peeling fruits and cutting watermelons at home?
What's more, this knife is not long, it's just flat and thick. It can't cut watermelon smoothly, and it can't do everything to the end, so what's the use?
Zhou Yunzhen shouted three times in a row, but no one paid attention.
Just when he was at a loss, an old man riding in the car spoke, "Young man, it's useless for you to shout. I'm afraid the owner of this knife has already got off the car. No one else lacks a fruit knife. You No one will claim you even if you shout at the top of your lungs."
"What should we do?" Zhou Yunzhen looked confused.
"This knife seems to be destined for you. The red powder is given to the beautiful woman, and the sword is given to the strong man. I think you are not a creature of the pond, so just keep this knife for yourself. It will always come in handy in the future."
Zhou Yunzhen had no choice but to keep it for himself.
Unexpectedly, this seemingly ordinary folding knife would shine and come in handy today.
The "green snake with swollen neck and head" that makes people talk about it turning into a tiger is actually vulnerable to a blow in front of it. In an instant, its head is missing, and it becomes a ghost under the knife.
In fact, this fruit knife is really no ordinary thing.
Despite its humble appearance, it is actually the internationally famous Nichols "Damascus" fruit knife. It is made of fine steel. It has been quenched at thousands of degrees high temperature and forged with ice at zero-degree temperatures. It has super toughness and is extremely sharp. It can cut iron like mud and blow hair. Broken hair.
Today, Zhou Yunzhen finally realized its value and saw its power.
"What kind of knife is this? No, what kind of fruit knife is it?" Mr. Yang also asked with interest in the knife.
"What kind of knife?" Does Zhou Yunzhen know? However, judging from its outstanding performance just now, it is not an exaggeration to call it cutting iron like clay.
Zhou Yunzhen immediately replied, "Is it? It's called a trowel."
"Tontrowel?"
"Yes. Isn't this made of mud?" Mr. Yang obviously misunderstood.
"No, it means cutting iron like clay."
"Appropriately, it deserves this title." Mr. Yang laughed.
Old man Luo beside him was also amazed.
Seeing that Mr. Yang was playing with it and couldn't put it down, Zhou Yunzhen was a little reluctant to give it up. He asked tentatively, "Mr. Yang, do you like it? If you really like it, I can bear the pain and give it to you."
"How much?"
"I said you can reluctantly part with your love and give it away. For those who know the goods, it is a treasure. For those who do not know the goods, it is just a piece of grass."
"A gentleman does not take away people's love. Just?"
"Just what?"
"Are you just saying that I am a knowledgeable person? Or a person who is ignorant?" Mr. Yang seemed to be careless and asked with a sly expression.
"Of course you know the goods, otherwise you wouldn't be able to put it down and regard it as a treasure."
Yang Lao twitched his beard and smiled broadly, "I said it's worth 20,000 yuan, do you believe it?"
"Twenty thousand?" Zhou Yunzhen was stunned. He was completely stunned. In the 1990s, twenty thousand was a huge sum of money that he could not imagine.
At that time, as long as a person had ten thousand yuan in his pocket, he would be arrogant and walk down the street. Everyone in the "ten thousand yuan household" would be envious and jealous.
Did he suddenly become a "household worth twice ten thousand yuan"?
"No, it's just a knife. It's just a little sharper and can cut fruit faster. What happened today is just that my hands and feet are a little agile and my reaction is a little faster. Even so, it's still half a beat late."
"Otherwise you wouldn't have been bitten by this poisonous snake."
"I can kill it alive even with a dull knife in my hand. The craziest time is when it kills itself."
Zhou Yunzhen had actually seen the clues that Mr. Yang was actually a drunkard who didn't care about drinking.
For Zhou Yunzhen, he already understood that Mr. Yang's focus was not on the sword, and he was not very interested in the sword.
The so-called praise is just an excuse to buy a knife.
Besides, for an octogenarian who is far away from the sky and close to the earth, carrying a fruit knife with him, not to mention the inconvenience of practicing Tai Chi, will become a laughing stock and become a joke even if others know about it.
Mr. Yang's true intention is just a kind of gratitude to him for risking his own life to save him. He leaves no trace behind and allows himself to accept his generous reward with peace of mind.
But is Mr. Yang going too far in doing this? He didn't think that being bitten by this poisonous snake was serious, and even thought it was completely innocuous.
So why does he pay so much? It should be noted that with the purchasing power of 20,000 yuan, you can buy a house now.
And also made this payment to buy a sharp fruit knife? In fact, it is to prevent yourself from having a psychological burden.
Zhou Yunzhen was lost in thought for a while and couldn't come up with an answer. It was incredible.
Of course he would not ask directly. Zhou Yunzhen asked in a roundabout way, "Mr. Yang, I will not sell this knife, but if you like it, I can give it to you without taking any money."
"Actually, I don't like to dance with knives or sticks. Today was not by chance, and I wouldn't have brought this folding fruit knife with me."
Mr. Yang was also unambiguous and answered directly: "I don't want it as a gift. Don't do to others what you don't want others to do to you."
Zhou Yunzhen thought to himself, as expected, Mr. Yang didn't care about the knife. The knife was just a cover.
"Mr. Yang, open the skylight and tell the truth. You are a drunkard who is not interested in drinking. You are not very interested in this knife. It can even be said that you are not interested. But?" Zhou Yunzhen suddenly went straight to the point.
Mr. Yang was shocked. This young man was not simple. He had misjudged him, and he could actually read his own thoughts.
"Then tell me what it is?" Mr. Yang was eager to know what Zhou Yunzhen was thinking.
"Borrow a knife to repay a favor, no, buy a knife to repay a favor!"
Mr. Yang was stunned for a moment, and then he chuckled, "Repay the favor? Is it because you risked your life to save someone just now? But even if you have this behavior, it actually doesn't matter to me, and it's even dispensable. .”
"Because I was not fatally injured. The poisonous snake you mentioned just bit me and left tooth marks."
"I don't feel any physical discomfort until now. On the contrary, I feel that my blood vessels are smooth and my whole body feels refreshed."
"Mr. Yang, this is exactly what I want to ask. If that's the case, why should you give me such a generous reward?"
