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The next day, Zhu Chengli put the carriage on early. Zhu Lin, Zheng Jiu and others, the www.biquge.info of the pen "Fun", went to the market in a carriage. On the street, people come and go, and it is very lively. There are a few people who look like Japanese people on TV, carrying Japanese knives. Walking on the street with great strength.

When Zhu Lin saw a candy seller, he asked Zheng Jiu to buy one and come back. Looking at the sugar man in his hand, think about his youth in his previous life. Now it's time to start over as a teenager again. But this is much more tiring than the boyhood of the previous life. Zhu Lin didn't eat the sugar man, handed the sugar man to Zheng Jiu and let Zheng Jiu eat it. The two let go back and forth, and later broke it in half. Walking all the way, Zheng Jiu introduced Zhu Lin to the road, which was a coppersmith shop that helped us make well shells. That's the blacksmith shop that makes things for us. Walking to the blacksmith shop, Zhu Lin asked Zhu Chengli to stop the car. Then a few people walked into the blacksmith's shop.

"Yo, isn't this Zhu Ye and Zheng Ye, what kind of wind blew you here, is there anything you need to build?" The owner of the blacksmith shop said. The boss is black and strong. Zhu Chengli and Zheng Jiu were very embarrassed to say this! Zhu Lin was still beside him.

"We just accompany our little master to take a look, this is our little master. Zhu Chengli said and pointed at Zhu Lin.

"Oh, look up for a long time, this is the famous young master Zhu in the east of the city!

"No, I'll just take a look." Zhu Lin said as he walked towards the blacksmith's stove. There are a couple of good pressurized well shells over there. And a bunch of sponge ingots. There are several swords hanging from the walls. Several blacksmiths are hammering a blank on the iron felt. Look at the shape should be made of a kind of farming tool. Several tall, muscular blacksmiths had dark faces and muscles. Sweating like rain, there was a "bang". There were also a few pieces of rough iron burning in the furnace.

"Boss, what kind of carbon do you use in this stove, and what is this for?, the boss has a good business, and there are several well shells, you see we have no business to do, come to the boss to see, is there any business for us to do!". Zhu Lin said as he spoke.

The blacksmith shop owner stood aside awkwardly and explained: "These well shells are all custom-made by others, not by ourselves, so we will make some money." We mainly build agricultural tools and some iron tools. If someone else comes and brings a sample, we will make some hard-earned money. Please rest assured that Young Master Zhu is this. The pattern you have made here is 100% not leaked by us."

Zhu Chengli said: "Which family did this here." It's not our home, I've been building something with you since the beginning. Other blacksmiths pulled me, and I didn't go to anyone else. You see how you can do that. I actually got it myself. In the future, you won't let me build things with you."

"Hey, Zhu Ye and Little Master Zhu, we really didn't do it ourselves, I can swear to the sky about this. If we sell it ourselves. There are five thunderstorms in the sky, and you can't die well. It's just that who did it, this is so small that I can't tell you, Master Zhu, you also know that our craftsmen's life is not easy." The owner of the blacksmith shop swore by it.

"Okay, let's come, and it's not for Xingshi to ask for sin. Just take a look. Excuse me, boss, you might build a sword here?" Zhu Lin asked. When he said the sword, Zheng Jiu's eyes lit up.

"This ......".

"You don't have to be afraid, I'm just asking". Zhu Lin said.

"You also know that the imperial court prohibits the creation of weapons without permission, and this little one is powerless." The blacksmith shop owner said there, wiping his sweat.

Zhu Chengli walked over and explained to Zhu Lin. In addition to farming tools and the like, you can craft them. The construction of knives within one foot has been reported by the government. It is forbidden to build knives larger than one foot, and it is strictly forbidden to possess knives larger than one foot by private individuals. Violators will be fined and confiscated. The heavier ones are raiding their homes and exterminating their families. Privately crafting bows, crossbows, long knives, straight knives, spearheads, and armor. If caught. The light one was exiled for three thousand miles. In the heavyest, the whole family went into the artisan camp to be slaves and maids to the artisan households.

Zhu Lin smacked his tongue after hearing this. Damn, it's inhumane! Build a knife of more than a foot to wipe out the family. This, a little too much. Private ownership is not yet allowed. When the thieves come, they will be able to resist with their teeth and sticks and stones. It's no wonder that so loose rogues can attack the city.

Zhu Lin just saw someone straddle the knife on the street. Zhu Chengli explained. That's a Japanese man, who can carry a knife. As long as it is not a person under the rule of the Dahua Dynasty. You can bring knives. This is fucking bullshit. What bullshit prescribes. Their own people are not allowed to carry knives, but outsiders are allowed to carry knives. Could it be that when we are fighting, we stick out our heads and let people cut them? Outsiders can use knives, but we are breaking the law if we use knives. This fucking world.

"Boss, you really can't build it?". Zhu Lin asked again.

"This... Forget it, for the sake of Master Zhu taking care of our business, and for the sake of Young Master Zhu. Come with me. A few of you are smart. Inform the shop in front of you to put the door panel on the upper half, Zheng Ye, you are optimistic about your carriage. Don't lose anything." After arrangement. The owner of the blacksmith shop took Zhu Lin and Zhu Chengli to the backyard.

Walk to the small transept in the backyard. The blacksmith shop owner pushed the door open, and a musty smell came out, and I don't know how long it hadn't opened.

Walking into the ear room, the light is blind. The blacksmith shop owner took out a fire breaker and lit an oil lamp. Then in the remote corner of the ear room, groped for a while. The black grunt, Zhu Lin didn't see it very clearly. After a few fumbles. The blacksmith shop owner pushed a wall hard, and the wall moved slowly. Zhu Chengli went up and pushed the wall open, and there was a secret room inside. Wait for the blacksmith owner to light the light in the secret room. Said "Please." ”

Zhu Lin walked into the secret room with his little hands behind his back and took a look. Stunned. I saw all kinds of swords hanging on the wall of the secret room. There are Western-style and Chinese-style. Various. It's almost possible to do a sword exhibition. There were also several wooden boxes piled on the side. There are actually two bows. Zhu Chengli was similar, and his eyes widened. Only the owner of the blacksmith shop was there smirking.

"How do these things sell. Boss, by the way, I haven't asked for a name yet."

"Young Master Zhu, polite, free of your surname Mo, the third oldest in the family. People shouted Mo San. The big name Mo Qi, it's okay to shout the little Mo San".

"Boss Mo, how do you sell these things?".

"Look at what, the sword is more expensive. Knives, give me five taels of silver and I'll sell them. The sword depends on what the little master wants." Mo San replied.

At this time, Zhu Lin walked to the wall as if he was enchanted. Reaching out and touching it is probably the most chilling of these swords. The scabbard has rotted, and the spike has fallen off. Zhu Lin took it in his hand and pulled it out violently. I saw that the sword was rusty. The blade is gone. It's a rusty sword.

But Zhu Lin seemed to feel that the sword was speaking to him. "Pick me, choose me. I won't regret it." Zhu Lin was stunned. How is it possible, the sword can speak.

Zhu Lin inserted the sword into the scabbard, turned around and asked Mo San: "How to sell this sword, I want it."

Zhu Chengli saw it and said, "Young Master, why did you choose such a sword, it's all rotten."

Mo San smiled heartily: "Master Zhu, you don't understand as little master." Although the appearance of this sword is decayed, the body of the sword is not decayed, and it is still very sharp when you go back and sharpen it. Little master, I also got this sword many years ago. It's not worth three melons and two dates. Forget it, the sword is sent to someone who is destined. It's all about Mo San to send the little master."

"No money, that's not good. So be it. Uncle Zhu, you choose a few knives and bring them back. It's also good to keep it for self-defense." Zhu Lin was embarrassed to take other people's things for nothing. asked Zhu Chengli to pick up a few knives and bring them back. Zhu Lin personally picked a straight knife for Zhu Yi, with a handle and a knife body about half a zhang long, a blood groove on the knife body, and a serrated tooth on the back of the knife. A knife with a unique shape.

After settling the money, he received a total of thirty taels. Mo San carefully wrapped a few knives and Zhu Lin's sword and put them in the wooden box. Then close the door to the chamber. He called out to the two boys and carried the box and put it on the carriage. Zhu Lin and Mo San took their leave.

"Young Master Zhu, where are you going, aren't you going home?" Mo San asked.

"Let's go to the human market to find a few maids and wives to serve the little master." Zhu Chengli sat in the carriage and said.

"Then what else is going to the market, go to the south of the city, a bucket of rice can be exchanged for a yellow flower girl, I went to see it yesterday."

Mo San shouted there. Zhu Lin scolded secretly, paralyzed, can't you see that the master is still a child? But he said, "Well, thank you Boss Mo, goodbye!"

Before the carriage moved forward to the human market, it was nearly noon. Zhu Lin and the others ate some soup together, and the taste was indeed delicious. Asked the boss: "Why is this soup so delicious?"

The boss replied, "It's called soup." Zhu Lin smiled and didn't speak. Zheng Jiu said beside him: "What kind of soup is it, how can you do this business." The boss replied: It's called soup. Zhu Lin hurriedly pulled Zheng Jiu away. People have already told you, this is called "what soup".

Eat dry and wipe clean, walk into the market, there are not many people. Only a few tooth guys are there to brag and fart. Zhu Lin then drove Zhu Chengli to ask one of the tooth people, and the tooth man replied: "The human city has moved out of the city, what kind of master does this lord want, the villain can find it for you." Zhu Chengli came back and said that to Zhu Lin. Zhu Lin wanted to go to the fat man to talk about the land. Or get out of town.

At the south gate of Sicheng, Zhu Chengli drove the carriage into the city gate cave. Zhu Lin looked at it, yo, he is still an acquaintance. It turned out that a few of the guards were still the ones who had just entered the city that day. A few of the pawns were still there, checking on the people who had entered the gates. A pawn saw Zhu Chengli slowly coming over with a carriage. Just wanted to ask, I saw Zheng Jiu sitting leisurely in the car and talking and laughing with Zhu Lin. The pawn remembered Zheng Jiu's face. As soon as he opened his mouth, he asked: "Zheng Jiuye, where are you going?

"No, accompany my little master to buy two maids. Come, this is our little master's reward for you, take it and buy some tea to drink." Zheng Jiu took out a large silver ingot of five taels from his arms and threw it to the pawn. The pawn grabbed it with one hand and put it in his arms, and said, "Zheng Jiuye and the little young master go slowly, if it is late to return to the city, I will ask the little ones to leave the door for Zheng Jiuye." Zheng Jiu hugged a punch in the carriage, which was considered a return gift.