Chapter 14: Flute Making (1)
In the early morning, the sun had just risen, and the warm sunlight was slanting down, and the houses on both sides of the street stood half-shaded and half-bright.
Xiao Jiu put on his only bright light blue shirt prepared by the previous people's teeth, carried a dozen catties of silver in his hand, and walked slowly.
Because the volume of fifty catties of silver is really huge, Xiao Jiu only symbolically brought a little silver, and not to mention the purchasing power of silver in this Anyang City, few people can see it.
As Xiao Jiu walked forward, he observed the shops on both sides of the street that had just opened their doors, and there were all kinds of goods. Clothing, jewelry, food, suppliesγγγγγγ
The shopkeeper in the store, seeing Xiao Jiu who went to the street so early, as if he wanted to buy something, was happy at first, and then saw the bag on Xiao Jiu's right hand revealing the shape of an obvious silver ingot, and his expression became indifferent.
The streets are sparsely populated with pedestrians, and there is hardly any trading. Xiao Jiu stopped before passing by the inn where he stayed when he first entered the city. Look at the hanging sign. Word by word: "Li Family Inn!" β
It turned out to be an inn opened by the Li family!
Everyone in the Li family is literate. Xiao Jiu is an exception, and after a month, he will be able to get to know some of the plaques on the lintels that he often comes into contact with and his own name. Generally illiterate.
Shifting his gaze, to Xiao Jiu's surprise, under the corner of the wall on the left outside the inn door that was connected to another shop, a beggar appeared rarely.
The beggar was thin and dirty, with his hair disheveled over his face, and he sat there with his hands and legs crossed. A feeling out of place in this world.
Xiao Jiu's heart was slightly touched by that kind of 'incompatibility', took out a silver ingot from the bag and threw it in front of the beggar, and said, "Take it for a meal, with strength, maybe tomorrow will be different!" β
The beggar raised his head slightly, glanced at Xiao Jiu with cloudy eyes, and lowered it again.
Xiao Jiu didn't care anymore, raised his feet and went forward to find his destination.
After walking through the long street and along the main road, when Xiao Jiu reached the wide three-way intersection, there were already many people on the street. There are those who are in a hurry, and there are those who choose carefully, and the sound of bargaining is also sounding everywhere.
Xiao Jiu stood at the stone monument at the intersection, and felt a little dazed for a moment. Then he came to his senses again and looked at the three stone tablets standing in the three directions. On my side is the word 'Li', the one next to the city gate should have the word 'Fang' written on it, and the one facing the city gate should be the word 'Pan'.
After understanding this month, Xiao Jiu knew that Anyang City was mainly composed of three immortal cultivation families, and this three-point road was the dividing line between the three families. It's just that I heard that the Li family is slightly stronger in comparison, and I don't know if this statement is accurate.
Xiao Jiu came back to his senses, and silently recited the address of the destination in his heart: No. 9 Li 2nd Street. It should be the second street that came from the city gate and belonged to the Li family.
Move your feet as you like!
Xiao Jiu came to the number plate with the same name as his own name and thought: This should be 'Nine'. When my eyes fell on the lintel of the small shop in front of me, there were two characters I didn't recognize.
There was indeed an old man in gray in the shop, and the style of the clothes was somewhat similar to the clothes of the subordinates when he went to work.
The old man was sitting on the small bench inside, holding two unknown tools in his hands, knocking on each other, and ignoring Xiao Jiu, who had been standing in front of the door for a while.
The sound of the knock was unusually crisp and pleasant. Like a clear spring flowing through the heart, the body is lightened. A pleasant smile climbed up Xiao Jiu's face, and under the reflection of the sun, it was like a natural luminous body, emitting a moist shimmer.
The old man finally looked up.
"Girl, you've been standing in front of the old shop for so long, are you going to buy something?" The voice that came was not a little old age, but only a little bit of vicissitudes.
Xiao Jiu came back to his senses and walked into the store with a smile on his eyebrows, showing a vivid and intelligent temperament but also subtle and restrained.
"Uncle, dare to ask if this is 'Li Ji'?"
"It's written on the lintel, don't you see it, it's a lot of questions." The old man blew his beard and said with some dissatisfaction.
"Thank you for informing me, I am not satisfied with you for saying that the little woman still can't read a few words, please forgive me."
"Oh? Can there still be illiterate people in Anyang City? The old man asked in surprise, looking at Xiao Jiu's face slightly astringent, and without waiting for Xiao Jiu to answer, he said, "Say, what do you want to buy here in Lao Jiu?" β
Xiao Jiu's gaze swept around the store, and finally landed on the shelves standing against the wall in the store.
This shelf is not big, and there are more than 20 things randomly placed on it, each of which is different, and most of the things Xiao Jiu can't see what they are. However, I soon saw the same cutter as Master Huang's. Turning to the old man, he asked, "Can I buy this knife?" β
"Yes!" The old man said casually.
Didn't you say that this old man's things were hard to buy? Xiao Jiu was puzzled.
I thought again: But don't be a sky-high price, teasing her.
Then he asked, "How much silver does it cost, and I may not be able to pay too much?" β
"Oh? And how much silver do you have? The old man asked, squinting.
Ask her how much silver she has? Do you not pay as much money as you have? She didn't have much money with her! Yesterday, after listening to Master Ren and them talk about the difficulty of finding this old man to buy something, he dispelled the idea of being able to buy a knife, and today he came here to try his luck at the request of Master Huang, and on the other hand, he also wanted to take a look at what kind of strange method this Li Ji is.
Pressing the thoughts in his heart, Xiao Jiu simply lifted the money bag in front of him and motioned to the old man: "That's all I have on me." β
"Then you can put the silver aside, and take a holster over there and take it away." The old man's hand swayed casually, and then he lowered his head again to study the tool in his hand.
Xiao Jiu looked at the various styles of holsters hanging with nails next to the shelf, chose the one that was similar in shape to the knife, put on the knife and walked towards the door.
It's as simple as that? One hundred taels of silver is enough, which is a very small amount in terms of her perception of Anyang City. Thinking about the music that the old man knocked out when he first entered the door and the smelting technique that Master Ren said.
Xiao Jiu stood by the door and hesitated.
"Little girl, what else is wrong with you?" The old man looked at Xiao Jiu, who was blocking the light at the door of his shop, and his tone began to become impatient.
When Xiao Jiu heard this, he finally walked back and asked, "Uncle, I heard that you are dexterous, and ordinary things are not difficult for you, right?" β
The old man looked at Xiao Jiu who walked back in front of him for a while, and suddenly said with a joke: "Hehe, look at the little girl like this, do you want to help you refine things?" You little girl has a fate with the old man, so the old man will listen to you. β
Xiao Jiu was a little suspicious, and he didn't know how the old man defined the fate.
So he didn't think much about it, and talked to the old man about what he wanted:
"Uncle, the sound of your percussion before I entered the door was very pleasant, so I suddenly thought of asking him to refine a musical instrument for me. I wonder if the old man can agree? β