Panlong Restaurant really lives up to its reputation, all kinds of dishes are burned with good color and fragrance, and the special drunken immortal brew has a mellow fragrance and a long aftertaste.

Yang Can drank a lot of wine, but he didn't drink much, and stopped drinking after getting slightly drunk.

"Hu'er and I both want to worship you as a teacher, please fulfill it. Yang Qianshan and Yang Hu made a gesture to bow down.

Yang Can waved his hand: "As long as you believe in me, it's okay to teach you to practice, and you don't need to apprentice first." ”

Yang Qianshan and Yang Hu were overjoyed.

"My parents have always wanted me to get ahead, and their greatest wish is to see me admitted to the martial arts program. It's a pity that year after year, I always let them down, and my father didn't wait for him to pass away, which is the biggest regret of my life. My mother is now old, her blood is lacking, and her body is weak, and I am afraid of her...... I'm afraid she won't be able to wait a few years. ”

As Yang Qianshan spoke, he unconsciously moved his feelings, and cried in front of Yang Can, with old tears.

Yang Can sighed in his heart, people who practice martial arts, the first thing is to be characteristic, followed by hard work and talent, Yang Qianshan is a person of filial piety, worthy of teaching.

When the three of them went downstairs, they saw a large group of people watching around the gambling appointment, marveling at Yang Can's courage and admiring Yang Can's astonishment of those two words.

Sword Workshop.

The ability to make weapons is second to none in Panlong Town, and the fees are also extremely high.

Yang Can stepped into the sword workshop.

"I want to make a spear. Yang Can looked around and spoke.

"We have ready-made spears here, there are many categories, do you want to take a look at them first?" The person in charge of the reception was an old man, and his bearing was very calm.

"No need, just show me the material. Yang Can shook his head.

"Okay, I don't know if you want it to be metal or wood. The old man said.

"Wooden. Yang Can said without thinking, Tai Chi emphasizes not showing its edge, and it is best not to be accompanied by the murder weapon in daily life.

The old man's eyes showed a look of disappointment, he always thought that the person who used the wooden gun was less sharp.

Under the guidance of the old man, Yang Can came to a room, which was densely packed with wooden blocks of various materials.

"This is ash, willow, juniper, purple banyan, cedar ......"

The old man kept introducing the names of the trees, obviously very experienced.

For most of the wooden blocks, Yang Can only glanced at them, then shook his head, only a few wooden blocks, he touched them with his hand, and then gave up.

"There is no suitable one. Yang Can had a disappointed look on his face.

The old man couldn't help but be angry, thinking that Yang Can was entertaining him, and with his years of experience, he couldn't draw such arbitrary conclusions.

"Is there anything else?" asked Yang Can casually.

"Yes, yes, but it's very valuable. The old man said with a little displeasure.

Judging from Yang Can's dress, he doesn't look like a rich man, so the old man said so.

"Take me to see it. Yang Can said.

This is a quiet room, noble and elegant.

There are only dozens of kinds of wood in it, and each one of them is very precious.

Yang Can swept it at a glance, and fell in love with a kind of wood, which was a dark black wood, which was inconspicuous from the outside.

Yang Can stepped forward, stretched out his hand, touched it carefully, weighed it with his hand, and nodded with satisfaction: "That's it." ”

"This wood is called Tiemu, born in Xizhou, with excellent elasticity, extremely heavy, without super arm strength, it can't move at all ......"

The old man carefully introduced that he had good intentions, but he was afraid that Yang Can would spend a lot of money to buy it and abandon it.

"I need to be eight feet. ”

Yang Can interrupted the old man's words, what he fancied had always been at any cost.

"Ironwood grows very slowly, and the price is extremely high, one foot and eight feet, and if you come to make a gun, let me calculate, well, a thousand taels of silver in total. ”

The old man had words in his mouth and quickly gave the price.

"In addition, if you want to make a gun, due to the different armorers, it is divided into a variety of prices, and the best armory, the process cost alone will cost five hundred taels. However, I can vouch for the best guns he made in the entire town of Panlong. ”

Seeing that Yang Can was very sincere, the old man was very enthusiastic about introducing.

"What if I do it myself?" asked Yang Can.

"Venerable is also a weaponry?" said the old man with a suspicious gaze, staring at Yang Can.

It's no wonder that the old man, Yang Can is too young, and there is no trace of an armorer all over his body.

"How much silver does it cost to borrow your best armory room for guns?" Yang Can asked rhetorically.

"It's only a hundred taels, but if the tool is damaged, you have to compensate according to the price. The old man said.

The two negotiated everything and made a deal.

Yang Can took a piece of iron and wood and walked into the armory room.

The old man's face showed a look of surprise, and Tiemu was very heavy, but looking at Yang Can's appearance, he didn't care at all.

Faced with a dazzling array of tools, Yang Can was very surprised, even though it was not a precision instrument, it was much more clever than traditional production tools.

Yang Can will inevitably be a little clumsy when he uses these tools for the first time, but after a short period of adaptation, especially after the old man's explanation, his techniques are becoming more and more proficient.

When the old man first looked at Yang Can's performance, he was like a novice, and he inevitably showed disdain, but later he became more and more surprised.

Yang Can's hand seemed particularly stable, especially his strong technique, which made the old man breathtaking.

The old man watched a rough and uneven piece of wood being constantly sharpened, grinded, scraped, and rubbed by Yang Can, and finally formed a spear.

Yang Can even cut out the head of the gun together, only in this way can the integrity of the gun be guaranteed.

The old man followed Yang Can in, originally wanting to look at Yang Can, for fear that he would break the tools.

But after seeing it, the old man didn't blink his eyes, and he was really shocked.

This strength is really not small, even if Yang Can uses skill, but the matching degree with the body is still too low, and it is inevitable to use clumsy force.

By the time the spear was formed, the clothes on Yang Can's body were soaked with sweat, which was a rare phenomenon.

The spear lay quietly on the table, like a sleeping oolong, exuding a pleasant sheen.

Yang Can held the gun in his hand, and suddenly a familiar feeling spread throughout his body, and this gun seemed to have become an extension of his arm.

Buzzing.

The spear suddenly trembled, and made a sound similar to the chirping of a fly, which was continuous and distinct.

"Weapon sonority, it turned out to be weapon sonority, the old man can hear it with his own ears, this life is not in vain. ”

The old man's face changed drastically, and his voice began to tremble.

As an old production artist, the old man has been immersed in the production of weapons all his life, although the craftsmanship is not high, but his vision is quite broad.

But he had lived for such an age, and he had only heard of it, and he had never heard of it with his own ears.

The weapon can be self-sonic, which means that this weapon has spirituality, and compared with ordinary weapons, the lethality is doubled, and the price is many times more.

Yang Can made the spear himself, just to create a sense of affinity with the spear, but he didn't expect it to cause the spear to fire itself, but he didn't expect it.

"It seems that from now on, we will have to keep a low profile. ”

Yang Can knew the danger of this world, and couldn't help but be secretly vigilant in his heart.

"Childe's surname, you must not tell this kind of vision of weapons, otherwise, if it is known by people with bad intentions, it may cause death. ”

The old man said kindly.

"Xiao Ke's surname is Yang. Thank you for the reminder. Yang Can thanked the old man for his kindness.

"It's one thousand and one hundred taels of silver, right? I only brought one thousand taels of silver, and the remaining one hundred taels can someone go with me to get it, and I will pay for the journey." ”

Yang Can didn't expect weapons to be so expensive, and he actually spent all his savings, causing his plans to change.

"Why bother, I have a piece of sandalwood here, to make a sword, if the son is willing to shoot, then a hundred taels of silver will be exempted. The old man said with a stir in his heart.

"A mere hundred taels of silver, but it's not worth my hands. On top of that, I'm going to pick a set of bows and arrows for free. ”

Yang Can said indifferently.

The old man was stunned, and only after a while did he grit his teeth and say, "Okay." As long as the sword is satisfying, the bow and arrow are up to you. ”

Yang Can glanced at the old man, and looked at the kind of spirit he showed, he obviously had a certain amount of power in the Sword Workshop.

The old man gave an order, and soon a piece of sandalwood was sent over.

"This sandalwood is to be made into a woman's sword. The old man explained carefully.

Yang Can didn't talk the slightest nonsense, took the sandalwood, examined it carefully, and began to make it.

All in one go, flowing water.

As if by magic, Yang Can's hand kept waving, and after stopping, a sandalwood sword appeared in front of the old man.

"It's amazing how fast it is, so quality. ”

Seeing that it was so fast, the old man was afraid that Yang Can would damage the sandalwood, but when he took the sword in his hand and looked at it carefully, with his years of experience, he couldn't find the slightest flaw.

A faint sandalwood fragrance came from the sandalwood sword, refreshing people's hearts, and just smelling it made people feel refreshed.

"Alas, I'm really reluctant to give away this sword, but it's a pity that this piece of sandalwood is too unique and rare, otherwise, I will find someone to make another one, steal the beams and change the pillars, and keep this sword. The old man held the sword in his hand and said reluctantly.

"Young Master Yang, if you are willing to work in the Sword Workshop, I will definitely advise the master to provide the best salary. The old man said earnestly.

"I can't do that, making weapons is just a hobby. Yang Can smiled and shook his head.

"That's a pity, it's a pity, with your talent, you will make a name for yourself in the weapons world in the future. The old man looked sorry.

Yang Can smiled indifferently, he can only practice Tai Chi in the future, and everything else is a side branch and an embellishment in life.

The old man wanted to ask Yang Can to practice a set of marksmanship, but Yang Can refused with a smile, how could Tai Chi gun skills be easily displayed.

In the weapons showroom, Yang Can selected a horn bow with a range of about 800 meters and a value of 300 taels of silver.