Chapter 32: The Black Sword
One Twenty Pope Gold Shields for the Finest Iron Sword, one Fifteen Pope Gold Shields for the Medium Fine Iron Sword, one Fifteen Pope Gold Shields for Iron Machete, and one Twenty Pope Gold Shields for the Iron Chain Hammer......
The weapon shop was full of dazzling eyes, and Chen Rui was dazzled to see it. However, the price is also ridiculously expensive. The high-grade fine iron sword costs twenty pope gold shields! Why don't you grab it!
Chen Rui picked up a high-grade fine iron sword from the weapon rack and gestured in his hand. The workmanship is good, but not as good as the sword in Smit Lee's hand. It looks like Smit Lee's sword must have been made to order. Chen Rui pursed his lips, thinking that the little white face was good at cheating money. Although Chen Rui can be long, but because of his low stature, coupled with his dull personality, of course, there are reasons why he passed the test too late. So far, no female teacher has tried to maintain him.
By the way, passing the Xuan Qi test is a very attractive condition for the female teachers of Tzu Chi Hall, because they can concentrate the Xuan Qi on the palms of their hands after using the Xuan Qi, and it is said that this massage is very comfortable. In particular, experienced masters like Smit Lee can be retracted freely, which is very attractive to female instructors.
Chen Rui also saw nunchucks, priced at five papal gold shields. It's not expensive, but he already has it.
"Young man, which weapon did you like and take it down?" the salesman in the store was very enthusiastic. Most of the salespeople are relatives of the instructors, and after selling things, there will be a certain commission. Therefore, compared to the instructors, most of them are more kind and patient to the students who come to buy weapons.
Chen Rui picked one of the inferior fine iron swords, and it seemed that the workmanship was okay. With a few waves, he shook his head. This sword was too light for a quenching mid-level martial artist like him, and it lacked a feel.
Chen Rui chose a slightly larger one. But the workmanship of this sword is not good, the body is a little slanted, and there are two or three gaps in the blade. This sword won't break with a single slash, Chen Rui thought to himself.
Chen Rui won two games and earned ten Pope Gold Shields, plus the five Pope Gold Shields that Grizzly Bear compensated and the three that Abby gave him, Chen Rui now has about eighteen Pope Gold Shields, which can buy a medium-fine iron sword.
But Chen Rui has to go out, so he needs other things besides a sword. Yu Si and the tents, boots, food and other items he mentioned, Chen Rui made a preliminary calculation, and the worst and worst would cost at least five Pope Golden Shields. The dust mask, in particular, is even more expensive. The better ones also need five papal gold shields. Although the difference is only a Pope's golden shield, according to Chen Rui's understanding, the dust mask of Ru Poor cannot completely prevent the invasion of wind and sand, and after a long time, you will get a strange lung disease. One by one, the alveoli in the lungs decay. When the time comes, let alone cultivation, even the strength to walk will be lost. Therefore, the mercenaries who went out on missions all chose high-grade Three Aimer brand dust masks, which were worth five Pope's gold shields.
Seeing that Chen Rui always chose not to buy, the salesman became impatient, but he still asked kindly, "Young man, do you have any special requirements for weapons? This sword is relatively modest in all aspects, and although there are no additional skills, it is well-made and sharp. Suitable for beginner mercenaries. ”
"But it's a bit expensive and I don't have that much money. Chen Rui was a little embarrassed and said with a red face.
"Then you choose this fish scale sword, although it is an inferior fine iron sword, but the workmanship is okay, and the blade is also sharp. The salesman continued.
Chen Rui frowned, this fish scale sword is not enough, it may be suitable for a girl to use, but it is too light for him. "I want a heavier sword, the others don't really care. Chen Rui said.
The salesman thought for a moment, suddenly his eyes lit up, and he snapped his fingers, "This has a sword, it should be able to meet your requirements." Follow me. ”
The salesman took Chen Rui to the back warehouse, he rummaged through a pair of miscellaneous items, and finally pulled out a black stick, "What do you think of this?"
Chen Rui took the "stick" and blew off the floating dust on it, revealing a black sword. The weight of the sword is real, and Chen Rui feels heavy in his hand. But there is a problem, there is no blade.
Chen Rui turned around and asked suspiciously, "Is this a sword?" ”
The salesman's face was slightly red, and he put his empty fist to his mouth and coughed twice, "En, in fact, this sword is still good." It's big enough and heavy enough, but maybe the craftsman didn't come to finish it for some reason, so the blade wasn't sharp enough. You find a craftsman to help you open a blade, and keeping it is a good sword. I won't take much from you, because if it's not finished, even if it's eight Pope's gold shields. It's already cheap. ”
Chen Rui looked at the sword carefully. The salesman brought him a rag and asked him to wipe off the thick black grease that had accumulated on the sword.
The blade was still black, and it didn't reflect white light in the light like other fine iron swords. This sword is like an ebony tree, if it weren't for the sound of "dangdang" and the heavy weight of Chen Rui hitting the ground with it, I really thought it was made of wood.
Chen Rui pulled Kerry aside, "Brother." What do you think of this sword?"
Kerry scratched his head, "Big brother, although I cultivate Tuxuan Qi, I only create some hairpins, brooches and other trinkets to cheat girls out of money. This is the first time I have seen this sword. ”
"Don't you know how to make knives?" asked Chenrui.
"There is a big difference between a knife and a sword. Kerry looked a little helpless.
"Then can you make a sword?" Chen Rui asked the key question.
"I guess so. I have whetstones. But it's hard to say if it's sharp. Kerry replied.
Chen Rui nodded, as long as he could open the blade. Now that I'm short of money, it's more pleasing to the eye. "Seven papal golden shields. Chen Rui said to the salesman.
"Little brother, eight Popal Golden Shields are already cheap. You see, the worst fine iron sword would require ten Pope's gold shields to buy. The salesman persisted.
"But you're not a sword at all, you found it out of the garbage, and if I don't buy it, no one will want it." Chen Rui said.
"Okay. That's seven papal golden shields. For the sake of being a newbie, I sold it to you. When you get rich in the future, you must take care of my business. "The salesman simply arrived, probably because he also thought that if he didn't buy it, he would throw it away as garbage.
The salesman quickly put the sword in a case. "Do you need a scabbard? This sword doesn't have a scabbard. The salesman asked.
Chen Rui felt that his head was too big. "How can there be a sword without a scabbard?"
"But it really doesn't. Well, there are a variety of styles of scabbards to choose from, and I'll give you a 20% discount. The salesman took Chenrui to the side where the weapon aids were placed.
Fortunately, the price of ordinary scabbards is not expensive, and Chen Rui spent six royal silver coins to buy an extended version of the scabbard, and only then did he reluctantly insert the sword into it. To be honest, this sword is made of a lot of materials, and it is an inch longer than an ordinary high-grade fine iron sword. If the craftsman who made this sword had cut it, it would have been a good sword.
Time passed quickly, and after Chen Rui left the weapon shop with the sword, he went to other food stores, equipment stores, etc., and by the time he had bought all the items, the sun had already set.
When Chen Rui left the weapons shop, Kerry returned to his own workshop early with the black sword in order to buy time, and he wanted to use his own craftsmanship to build a good sword for Chen Rui.
But when he picked up the sword and sharpened it on the whetstone, he realized that his wish could not be fulfilled.
The next morning, it was dawning. Chen Rui was still asleep when he heard a knock on the door outside the house. Chen Rui's mood became excited, it must be Kerry, he sent the sword.
It was indeed Kerry standing outside the door, his eyes red at this time, apparently from staying up late last night.
"Come in, Kerry. Tired you like this, you're really my buddy. Tatsurui felt guilty when he saw Kerry's bloodshot eyes.
"I'm sorry, Chenrui. I can't cut this sword for you. Kerry was filled with guilt.
"Yes. Why? Don't worry. Take your time. Chen Rui took out the sword from the scabbard and found that the two sides of the sword were still the same as yesterday, paused and had no edge.
Kerry sighed, "I've been grinding on the whetstone for a long time. But it didn't grind off at all. The material of this sword is very peculiar, unlike any metal we talked about in Tzu Chi chemistry class. ”