Even if the Wang family jewelry store is not ranked first in Liuli Lane, no one dares to say that it is second.

Gold, silver, jewelry, rare and exotic objects, those from the south of the heavens, the north of the sea, the Great Liao of the Great Song Dynasty, and even from the Great Food Country, are piled up innumerable. In such a place, it is natural to pay attention to safety.

Day and night, there are always at least 10 kung fu players in the store. They are famous or secret, guarding the shop.

Tonight, the number of guards doubled. Because the proprietor came to the store to see a knife.

"This is the Nine Turns Xuanyuan Slash?" Wang Qiao, the proprietor, looked at the treasure knife in front of him and stared at it for a long time before asking, "Mazi, tell me about the situation at that time." ”

Wang Mazi hurriedly told the story of what happened during the day in detail.

He knew that although the owner was not very old, he did not have the leap of young people, but was old and serious. At the age of twenty, he took over the jewelry store, and now five years have passed, and the Wang family's jewelry store has jumped from the middle of Liuli Lane to the top two existences, which can be said to be all Wang Qiao's ability.

Although the shopkeeper Wang is twice as old as Wang Qiao, he admires this young owner very much. The vision and wrist are much stronger than the ability to immerse themselves in for decades. Sure enough, he is worthy of the descendants of the Sanhuai royal family.

After listening to Wang Mazi, Wang Qiao nodded slightly, and then picked up the treasure knife.

Don't be in a hurry to look at the knife first, Wang Qiao first look at the scabbard.

The scabbard is pitch black and tough. It is not as cold and stiff as the copper and iron scabbard, nor is it as soft and rotten as the cowhide scabbard has been used for a long time. Even the sharkskin scabbard is unsightly compared to the scabbard of this knife.

The scabbard looks indescribably beautiful. Wang Qiao felt it, but he couldn't say it.

This is the difference between industrial and handmade products.

Each of the industrialized commodities is massive, and modern people are surrounded by countless industrial products whenever and wherever they are. It's not unusual to get used to it.

Wang Qiaoke has never seen an industrialized product, but at his level, he instinctively vaguely feels that this knife is not ordinary just from the scabbard.

Ren Xiaoxiao didn't recognize this. In the eyes of Ren Qi Niangzi, Patek Philippe is good, it is good, and she doesn't care if it's good, and she won't get to the bottom of it. As long as it's good, it's enough.

Wang Qiao could feel the beauty in it, but he couldn't tell where the beauty of this knife was. He had never encountered such a situation when he was so old.

There are four Wang Qiao brothers, he is the youngest and smartest, but he doesn't like to be an official. Although his knowledge far surpassed that of his three elder brothers, he did not go to the imperial examination. I had to drink and beautie, and BMW knives. Today, I heard that the shopkeeper Wang had a peerless knife, so he rushed over as soon as the banquet was over.

I didn't expect this knife to give him a better feeling than the best expectations. The unsheathed knife had already shocked him.

With Wang Qiao's knowledge, he couldn't say how he felt in the face of the scabbard, which was the first time in his life.

He was more curious about knives.

The scabbard has a buckle, Wang Qiao observed for a moment, and with a snap of his fingers, the buckle opened.

Shopkeeper Wang nodded repeatedly. He learned to open the buckle after watching Wang Tai's operation. Shao Dongjia is really not an ordinary person, he is simply born to know.

The knife was unsheathed, but the weird and curved shape did not surprise Wang Qiao too much.

Wang Qiao is able to write, but he is better at martial arts and has made many friends in the army. He heard that when the Western Army faced Tibet, some soldiers had seen unreasonably curved knives, and they might think that it might be as if they were in front of them.

Although Wang Qiao was not too surprised by the curvature, he was shocked by the color of the knife.

It was as black as ink, with only a cold light on the edge of the blade.

Wang Qiao's status is respected, and the descendants of the prince of Sanhuai, even the current emperor is also favored by the Wang family. With this identity, he can naturally read all the world's treasures. Don't dare to say anything else, at least there are a few knives in Bianliang City, and he has seen them. Even he himself has a collection of several treasure knives.

But Wang Qiao had never seen a black knife. The steel of these years is all white, how can there be black steel.

Wang Qiao couldn't help but put his fingers on the knife surface and rubbed them for a moment, raised them to look at his fingertips, and there was not a single black spot.

It's not the ink that I smeared on. It really blends in with the blade.

What kind of craft is this? He was sure that the knife was still steel, but the steel mouth felt weird. It is also an existence that he has never been exposed to.

Whether the knife is good or not depends on the profit. Wang Qiao tore off a piece of hair casually, put it on the edge of the blade, blew it gently, and broke it into two sections.

It seems that the people who are good at knives in the world are all of the same mind. It's the same as Wang Tai's operation.

Blow-out broken blades. Good knives.

"Whistle stick!" Wang Qiao commanded casually.

From the people naturally understand the meaning of the young owner. Immediately someone came with a whistle stick, holding it in front of him with both hands.

Wang Qiao swung out a knife, as if cutting tofu, and he barely felt the slightest barrier on his hand, and the whistle stick was broken into two sections.

What a good knife.

He wasn't as careful as Wang Tai. A knife is good, but how can it be proven good if it's not used to cut something?

This is also a huge difference in status. Wang Tai has only happened to get such a time-lapse knife by chance because he met Qin Mu all his life, and of course he has to take care of it like an eyeball.

Wang Qiao's net worth status is not something that Wang Tai can get. Naturally, Wang Qiao will not be as cautious as Wang Tai, and he is eager to provide for it.

No matter how good the knife is, isn't it the same as not having one?

With a knife, Wang Qiao thoroughly felt the excellence of this knife.

Sharpness is natural, the key is to hold it very, very comfortable in your hand, just like holding a beautiful woman's wrist, almost effortlessly, but you can do whatever you want.

He didn't know about the development of ergonomics in later generations, so he naturally just thought that the knife was good.

"Good knives! What a knife! ”

Seeing the joy of hunting, it is normal for people to be happy. At the moment, such a peerless sword, he doesn't need to look around, he just ran to Wang Qiao's eyes, where can he let it go.

I heard that the man only mortgaged 6,400 yuan, Wang Qiao almost spit out him and spoil things! Is there anyone more blind? More than 6,000 yuan were mortgaged? For himself, he refused to sell 600,000 yuan.

Wang Qiao listened to Wang Mazi talk about the details, so he put the knife into the sheath, and used the nylon velcro not very skillfully, tying the knife to his calf.

Wang Mazi was a little panicked.

He asked the young owner to take a look and please the young owner, but he didn't let him take it. Looking at this posture, the young owner seems to feel that the knife is his own. What can I do?

Although the status of the Wang family is respected, it can't be robbed for no reason. The original owner didn't sell the knife, it was just a mortgage.

"Shaodong," Wang Mazi had to speak: "This knife ......"

"How?" Wang Qiao was a little strange.

"He was mortgaged, not sold to us." Wang Mazi had to remind him.

"Nine turns Xuanyuan slash, hehe, how can that guy be matched." Wang Qiao snorted coldly: "A servant of a countryman actually mortgaged the treasure knife for six thousand yuan. It's ridiculous and pitiful. ”

"......" Wang Mazixin said, no matter how ridiculous people are, you can't rob it, I just let you see it.

"Give him as much money as he wants."

Money, what a big problem. Everyone in the world is troubled by it. Lock four is no exception.

Jia Hongxian opened to accept bets, the amount of bets exceeded his expectations, although he did not intend to compensate at all, but on the surface, there must be enough compensation for the principal, and gamblers must also verify the capital, otherwise why believe you? This will cost seventy or eighty thousand, where to find it?

He can make up up to 30,000 yuan in cash, and it seems that he will have to go to the warehouse tomorrow.

Tomorrow's business will be talked about tomorrow, and there will be business tonight.

"Liu Yidao," Suo Sijo got up and walked out the door: "Follow me." ”

A muscular man dodged out of the corner of the room and silently followed behind Suo Shijo.

In the dark, his eyes stared coldly at the back of Suo Sijo, and there was an indescribable indifference, not knowing what he was thinking.

When he came to the door, Suo Sijo stopped, and without looking back, he commanded: "As usual, go, remember not to hurt people." ”

Liu Yidao seemed to have known that the lock four would be like this. He didn't speak, he walked straight past Suo Sijo, walked out of the courtyard gate, turned the corner, and disappeared into the crowd.

The lock was about four to see that there was no one outside the door, so he quickly took off his mask and hurried away.

Tokyo Bianliang is a city where there is no night. When Ren Xiaoxiao came to this prosperous place, she naturally refused to waste time sitting in the store, but she caused such a big incident during the day, and she had to explain it clearly to the shopkeeper Ren, and she couldn't let the shopkeeper Ren not know anything.

As soon as it was delayed, it was evening, and the shopkeeper Ren wanted to set up dinner, but Ren Xiaoxiao simply refused.

What's the point of eating at home, it's natural to go to the street to have fun.

Qin Mu also wanted to see the night in Bianliang.

So Ren Xiaoxiao was about to go out. Unexpectedly, he met Jia Hongxian at the door.

Jia Hongxian carried a small bamboo basket in his hand, and several delicate packages were placed in it.

"Sister Xiaoxiao, what a coincidence." Jia Hongxian greeted first.

"Sister Red Line, who are you?" Ren Xiaoxiao didn't expect to meet the only acquaintance, and she was very happy. After all, the women in the whole capital can afford her alone. In the afternoon, in order to get Qin Mu's gambling money, Jia Hongxian followed Ren Xiaoxiao to Ren's fruit store, but she didn't expect her to come over again in the evening.

"I came to see you." After speaking, he couldn't help but say that he handed over the basket: "A few thin gifts, not a tribute, but they are all carefully selected by my sister, and my sister should not laugh at the slave family." ”

"Where, where, my sister bothered." Ren Xiaoxiao took the basket and hurriedly stretched out her hand and asked, "Sit inside, sister." ”

Jia Hongxian seemed to be about to take a step, but stopped again, shook his head and said, "I still don't want to." It seems that my sister is going shopping, which does not hinder my sister's interest. But ......"

Speaking of this, Jia Hongxian took a few steps closer, arrived in front of Ren Xiaoxiao, and said in a low voice: "Although Bianliang City is where the Jingshi is located, it is not ** alive at night. If you don't think your sister is presumptuous, just listen to your sister's words. ”

"What?" Ren Xiaoxiao was curious.

"Sister's watch, it's better to take it off and keep it at home. If you say it, my sister shouldn't talk too much, but the day after tomorrow, I will have to compare treasures with the Wang family's jewelry, if there is an accident, don't say anything else, even my sister's face is dull. ”

When Ren Xiaoxiao heard it, it really made sense. She is not familiar with life in Bianliang City, if the watch is stolen by the thief, how can she care about the shame of the child, and the inside will make her cry to death.

This sister is so good.

"My sister is so right."

"Where, it's just that I've lived in Bianliang for a long time." Jia Hongxian smiled very well, which made people completely defenseless: "It's better to be like this, sister, go back and put away your watch, sister, I'll be the host, and I'll take you to have a good time tonight." ”

It is naturally much more convenient to have locals to lead the way. Ren Xiaoxiao didn't wait for Wang Tai to object, and hurriedly agreed.

It's good to have a sister like that. I can be regarded as having someone in the capital. If you don't spin around, wouldn't it be a cow chewing peonies. Even though Wang Tai is familiar with the capital, can he know the preferences of women? It's better for Sister Red Line to lead the way.

The night is darker, but the streets are brighter.

Bianliang City, the city that never sleeps, with countless lanterns and torches, a faction of singing and dancing.