Chapter 4: Lift your hijab
"Haha, ten thousand!"
Su Yuan didn't care about Lao Li's sad end, and hurriedly came to the computer to check the balance, and sure enough, 12,000 was in hand, cool.
After two experiments, it finally proved that the swordsmanship is awesome, and it is simply a nirvana-like artifact!
Hurry to the third booth, select a sword with one loss of three, press it all again, and get 36,000.
In the fourth game, Su Yuan deliberately pressed six thousand on a sword that must be lost, and today he has won three games in a row, and the computer must have a record, be careful to sail the ship of ten thousand years, and lose once and keep a low profile.
In the fifth game, one loses two, directly pressing 30,000, giving people a feeling of being ruined, and it is 60,000 yuan.
In the sixth game, he pressed 20,000 and lost.
The seventh game pressed 40,000, one lost three, and the profit was 120,000.
In the eighth game, wait and see what happens, and don't bet.
In the ninth game, he pressed 30,000 and deliberately lost.
"The last one, how to operate?" Su Yuan already had ninety thousand in his hand, and he had never made so much money. In just a few hours, from the 2,000 who entered the door, all the way to the current 90,000, it is unbelievable to say.
This is still the result of deliberately low-key, and he also thought about being ruthless, directly betting a few times, and directly winning 500,000.
But the risk is too great, Doujian Pavilion must have a deep background if it can be so high-profile, and he will have to mix in Longquan in the future, it is impossible to run away after winning, and it is better to keep a low profile in the long run.
"There are still nine days, don't rush for a while, leave first. ”
Su Yuan transferred today's money into the bank card and left immediately, there are still nine days left after the end of the mission, and today has proven the power of swordsmanship, and it is better to fight steadily for the sake of safety.
Back to the rental house, take a cold shower, look at yourself in the mirror, and say firmly: "Lao Tzu also has today!"
I really want to find a friend to get drunk, but unfortunately I came to Longquan alone, without any friends, I called my mother to report my safety, and promised to go home after half a year without being famous, which is to reassure my parents.
After ordering a table of good wine and food, after a hearty meal, lie down in bed with a full meal and plan the next step.
Tomorrow I will try my luck in Laomiao Street? A thought flashed through his mind, and he jumped up suddenly, yes, now that he has money in his hand, he may be able to make a big deal with a small amount.
The next morning, I went out and came to Longquan Old Temple Street, which is a local scenic spot, there are many tourists, there are many shops dealing in swords on both sides of the street, and there are thousands or even tens of thousands of swords on both sides of the street, specializing in pitting outsiders.
There is an old street in the back, with a long history, and many locals set up stalls every day, and the jargon is called shoveling the ground.
Longquan is the sword forging capital that has been inherited for thousands of years, and no one knows how many swords have been forged in total, which must be astronomical.
Therefore, all dynasties have sword inheritance, profound heritage, many local people see business opportunities, go to the countryside to buy unearthed goods at a low price, pay attention to the simple renovation and polishing, shoddy.
Later, it was even more straightforward, and it was sold directly with rust, which was called an ancient sword, which was original and deceived outsiders who did not know how to do it.
Today's goal for Su Yuan is here, I have read a lot of novels, the protagonists are all making a fortune by picking up leaks, and they also have gold fingers, although they can't identify antiques, but a good sword in Longquan is a treasure, try your luck.
There are not many people today, there are only a dozen stalls in the old street, and there are dozens of swords in the sparse place, Su Yuan looked at it while walking, and after a few times, he became more and more proficient in swordsmanship, and at a glance, eight or nine were not far from ten.
"It's all rubbish!"
The more I look at it, the more angry I become, what kind of thing is this? Not to mention the baby, even my own level is not as good!
Looking at the last two stalls in front of me, today is empty-handed, and it really depends on luck to pick up the leak, otherwise even if there is a gold finger, it will be in vain.
No way, time is pressing, if you can't go to the store again, after all, there are more shurikens in the business, in case you meet a good sword, you have to take it at the most expensive point.
Disappointed to the last stall, the stall owner is a middle-aged man, playing games with his mobile phone, there are few tourists today, and he has no confidence to shout.
"Huh, this is ......."
Su Yuan's eyes suddenly lit up, and he hurriedly stepped forward and squatted down, first picked up the middle sword, looked at it casually, then picked up another one, and finally picked up a naked sword that didn't even have a scabbard.
"How do you sell it?"
The middle-aged man was playing the game, so he quickly looked up, he was in his early twenties, and he was a foreigner when he heard the accent, and said casually: "Five hundred and one, choose whatever you want." ”
Su Yuan saw that this was the case, and he didn't bother to pretend, so he bargained directly: "This sword doesn't even have a sheath, take it for three hundred, or you can find the scabbard for five hundred." ”
The middle-aged man raised his head again in his busy schedule and looked at the rusty sword in Su Yuan's hand, even he couldn't remember how long this garbage had been pressed in his hand, so he hurriedly said, "Take it for three hundred!"
Su Yuan didn't say a word, threw down three hundred, and turned to leave. Go straight home, quickly get a basin of water, and start cleaning the sword.
"Haha, that's true!" carefully sharpened the blade with a grinding stone little by little, and soon the original rusty blade of the sword slowly revealed, floating in cold light, extremely sharp.
"Rust is a master!"
Su Yuan was very excited, what seemed to outsiders to be a rusty garbage sword actually exuded a rich yellow light in his eyes!
Yes, it's yellow light!
White is strong, yellow is tough, gold is strong, and good sword is also.
According to the standard of swordsmanship, the white light is the general color, and the upper one is the yellow light, which should be a high-quality sword, as for the more advanced golden light, it is estimated that they are all divine weapons, rare treasures.
I really didn't expect to be able to pick up a yellow light sword in the stall, Su Yuan polished it carefully, and finally cleaned up all the rusty color on the surface, and then looked at the sword blade, like a clear spring, the cold light of the forest was shining and frosty, and the snow was clear and dazzling!
100 steel!
Flowing water!
Looking closely at the surface of the sword, it seems to float in the light, flowing with the spine of the sword to the edge of the sword, and finally converging on the tip of the sword.
It is a blazing furnace, and the melting iron is very young. Wu is the spine, Ouye is the battalion. Fan Jingfeng to excite the air, flying light in view of the heavenly court. The shrine is in Taiyi, which is a dream and psychic.
Then the stone of the five directions is sharpened, and the soil of the yellow is chiseled. The circle scene is fixed in order to fix the ring, and the image is made by thinking about it. The flowers are full of flowers, and the green is shining.
The land cuts the rhino leather, and the water breaks the dragon boat. Tap the float and the blade is like a trickle!
At that time, Cao Cao paid a lot of money to invite skilled craftsmen to build peerless magic soldiers, and after three years, Cao Zhi got a sharp blade, was ecstatic, and wrote down the famous sentence through the ages: Treasure Knife Fu.
The patterned steel cuts the iron, cuts the gold and breaks the jade, and the other blades come into contact with it, sharpening the iron like clay, which is not the imagination in martial arts novels, but a living reality.