This armory has been here for a long time, and no one has come to steal weapons, probably because it is hidden and difficult to be discovered, or for some other reason, in short, except for the decay of the houses, the weapons are still there.

Ye Duhong borrowed a cart, and the two of them took out the weapons in the armory, and the weapons were loaded into a cart. Ye Duhong pulled the cart, and Wufa pushed it behind. They walked along a potholed dirt road to a scrap yard, where a woman stood upright, her notebook clutched tightly in her hand, and she was so careful about settling accounts.

"Ah, come and see how much I can give with this iron?" Ye Duhong said.

"Now the price of iron is cheap, a pound of iron is eight cents. The woman said.

"It's too cheap, and if it's eight cents, I'm definitely not going to sell it. Ye Duhong said.

"Yes, you give eight cents too little, and this iron should be twenty cents a pound. "Enlightened Fa said.

"Twenty cents, you can really say it, if I collect your iron for twenty cents, then I will pay for death, and I will pay for the scarlet pimple, and the eight cents I said is enough to mean it." The woman insisted on eight cents, and said without concessions.

"I won't say twenty cents, how about fifteen cents, I won't rub shoulders with you, let's take fifteen cents. Ye Duhong said.

"Now in this troubled world, the war is fierce, and it is not easy to sell this iron when it is collected, I will add two cents to you, ten cents, you can sell it if you can, if you can't sell it, you can find another place." The woman said this.

"Let's look elsewhere, the price she gave was too low. Wufa said.

Ye Duhong pulled the cart, Wufa pushed behind, and they passed through an alley and arrived in front of the blacksmith shop.

Standing outside the blacksmith shop, you can see the fire shaking in the blacksmith shop, sparks rising everywhere, and the blacksmith picks up a sledgehammer to smash the iron, and the sound shakes the earth. After entering, it was hot inside, and you could see all kinds of iron parts everywhere, including hoes, sickles, swords, etc.

"Master, do you want iron?" Ye Duhong asked the master who struck iron.

"What iron, take it and see. The master blacksmith said.

"A lot of iron, you can help me take a look and give a price. Ye Duhong said.

The blacksmith followed Ye Duhong out, looked at a cart of weapons, and laughed.

"These irons are good, well, I'll give you a pound and thirteen cents. The blacksmith bared his white teeth and smiled.

"Twenty cents is okay?" Ye Duhong hopes to sell for twenty cents a catty.

"I can't give so much, now that I'm fighting, many industries are in a recession, and people everywhere are panicking, it's good to be able to give you thirteen cents a pound." The blacksmith said.

"This child is small, and it's not easy, take care of it, give twenty cents a pound. Wufa said.

"What I'm talking about is the honest price, it really can't be higher, and I can't take it if it's too high. The blacksmith said.

Ye Duhong pulled the cart, and Wufa pushed behind, they wanted to sell this iron for twenty cents a catty, to be honest, such a price is difficult to find.

Ye Duhong and Wufa appeared at the door of the weapon shop with a cart of weapons, Ye Duhong went in to talk to the boss, and the boss learned that Ye Duhong wanted to sell weapons, so he followed Ye Duhong out.

"These weapons of mine are all left to me by my father, this is his inheritance to me, I want to sell them, you can give a price. Ye Duhong said.

"Well, I can only give you fifteen cents a pound, do you think it's okay?" said the boss.

"Aren't you a weapon shop, I'm also a weapon, a weapon is so expensive, do you think you can accept it as a weapon?"

"Yes, it's not easy for children, so you can do a favor. Wufa said.

"Do you want me to pay a high price for these weapons? Alas, no, during the war years, it was not easy to make money, and the price I gave you was high enough, okay, no, I can't do it. The boss said.

Ye Duhong insisted on selling it for a high price, but the price given by the boss Ye Duhong couldn't accept it, so he pulled up the cart again, and Wufa pushed it behind.

"Do you think I can sell what I want to sell today?" said Ye Duhong.

"I don't know. I don't know if you can sell what you want to sell. Wufa said.

The two walked all the way and said, came to a big slope, pulled the car to the middle of the slope, Ye Duhong was tired, he was tired, he put down the car, sat aside to rest, the wheel of the car with two pages of bricks to the top. Wufa also sat next to Ye Duhong, and he was tired of pushing the cart.

"Alas, this car of weapons, if all are new, you will make a fortune, but these weapons have been used, they are second-hand, second-hand is not valuable, many places are not good to want, and they want to collect scrap iron. Wufa said.

"When I was in the lonely city, I was quite rich, but all that money was left to Su Yu, and she was in the small mountain. I didn't bring any money when I went back to Guyu Town, and I didn't pay for the boat. Oh, I really want to sell all this weapon, if only it could be sold for twenty cents a catty, they give it too low, and I can't get by. Ye Duhong said.

While the two were talking, the cart rolled over two pages of bricks, rolled down, and the cart full of weapons sped down the high slope, and fell into the river below, which was extremely deep, and the car sank rapidly and sank to the bottom of the river.

Ye Duhong was stunned, he shouted, but it was useless to shout again, the car and weapons were sunk.

"Oh, this unlucky one, what's going on, I didn't sell the weapons, but they all lost them, the weapons are gone, even the car is gone, the car is borrowed by me, I have to pay it back, oops, I don't have a penny now." Ye Duhong said with some sadness.

"Don't worry, let's find a way, I still have some money, I can help you, and I'll find a way to find you an errand to do in Guyu Town to earn some money." Wufa said.

Seeing that Ye Duhong was having trouble, Wu Fa had to take Ye Duhong to eat something, one was to fill their stomachs, and the other was to send their inner boredom. The two came to the rather lively street, where a lot of food is sold, including tomato and egg noodles, refined specialty hemp flowers, soybean milk, fragrant and tender barbecue buns, fried dough sticks, vegetarian buns, green onion cakes, small buns, white buns, meat buns, red bean porridge, sauce cakes, baked cakes, pies, bean paste cakes, bean paste buns, vegetable dumplings, roast leg buns, pure milk, snails, braised crucian carp in tin foil, as well as oil and wheat vegetables, tin foil roasted pigeons, sharp peppers, vegetable rolls, enoki mushrooms, barley black rice porridge, stick buns, zongzi, oranges, bananas, watermelons, strawberries, pineapples, Pot boy sheep scorpion, prawns, millet porridge, drunken white wine, Ye Duhong and Wufa bought some favorite meals, sat on a small stool on the side of the road to eat and drink, and forgot for a while that a cart of weapons fell into the river.

Both Wufa and Ye Duhong chewed heavily, as if after eating this meal, all the boredom would disappear.