Zhao Chuanxin glanced at her, his arm moved as fast as lightning, and no one could see what he had done.

Zhao Chuanxin turned around to find his apprentice: "Let's go, let's buy a kitchen knife." ”

When they left, Po was still standing in place in a daze.

Cao Zhengxing's shop is in Zhangmei Lane, not far from here.

Above the head of the shop, there is a big-character signboard of "Cao Zhengxing knife shop", which is magnificent at first glance.

Entering the store, there is a standing sign next to the counter, which reads: Pure steel fire, genuine, ash roll, package and change!

In the whole of Hankou, the only one who dares to shout this kind of slogan is Cao Zhengxing's knife shop.

After entering the store, Zhao Yixian stepped forward as usual like a landlord and old wealth: "Man, look at the kitchen knife." ”

The tone was as if he had a lot of money.

The guy stepped forward happily: "Guest officer, this row of knives has just come out of the workshop in Hongyi Lane. Rigidity and softness, sharp edge, cutting ginger without silk, cutting meat without tendons, chopping bones without rolling mouth, the end is a good knife......"

Zhao Chuanxin took a look, the black blade, the silver shining blade, the front is narrow and the back is wide, the front is cut and the back is cut.

In later life, he had actually seen this kind of knife.

However, it doesn't look as thick as the row of knives on the counter, and some traces of hand-made are clearly visible in these knives.

This thing can be regarded as a man's speed bump, and Zhao Chuanxin observed it with relish.

Zhao Chuanxin suddenly saw a long knife standing in the corner, covering it with sundries, and only a handle was exposed.

Zhao Chuanxin pointed there and said, "Man, take out that long knife and take a look." ”

The guy glanced at it, his face full of embarrassment: "This ...... You read it wrong, it's a short knife. ”

Nowadays, the Qing court prohibits civilians from carrying firearms, and the control of swords has been loosened, but sharp weapons still cannot be easily displayed.

Zhao Chuanxin smiled: "If you don't show it to me, I'll report it to the official and say that you have a murder weapon." ”

"......" The guy was speechless, so he had to take out the knife and put it on the counter: "Hurry up and look, I'll put it back when I'm done." ”

The scabbard is made of solid wood, wrapped in a layer of black shark skin, and the sheath is inlaid with four copper hoops and decorated with gilt openwork carved floral sheaths.

It's very exquisitely made.

It's just that the length is exaggerated, it should be one meter and five long.

The oval blade with a small fold edge is rectangular in cross-section and trapezoidal on the sides.

Add a spacer to the tail of the knife stem and rivet it at the tail of the knife hand.

The handle is long and needs to be held in both hands.

The guy just wanted to take the knife back, but Zhao Chuanxin took the lead in lifting the knife.

"Bang Chang", the finger buckle two inches of the blade appeared, and a wisp of cold light arrived first.

Zhao Chuanxin saw the beautiful flowing water pattern of the knife blade, and his eyes couldn't help but light up.

Once, he always wanted to try iron-making, but unfortunately, the iron-striking equipment was too expensive, and secondly, there was a lack of suitable venues, so it was delayed.

He was interested in cold weapons.

He pumped out hard, and the guy hurriedly said, "Oh, be careful, don't break it......"

"Blanching, so afraid of spoilage, this is made for use?" Zhao Chuanxin disagreed, and directly pulled out the knife.

Benjamin Goldberg and Zhao Yixian hurriedly walked away, but the knife was too long.

There are at least four catties of knives, and Zhao Chuanxin can easily handle them with one hand.

Don't underestimate four catties, your hands can chop for a long time, they are all Newton's younger brothers-awesome!

If you want to say anything about seventy or eighty pounds of Qinglong Yanyue Knife, it can only be hehe. Zhao Chuanxin's physique, he didn't dare to say that he was carrying a knife of seventy or eighty pounds to come and go like the wind on the battlefield.

He flicked the blade of the knife with a crisp clang.

Zhao Chuanxin immediately said: "How much is this knife, I want it." ”

The guy was stunned for a moment, and then hesitated: "This ...... We, Cao Zhengxing, do not sell such weapons. ”

Zhao Chuanxin put the scabbard on the counter and inserted the knife back: "That's okay, I'll give it back to you." ”

The guy hesitated again: "Although it is not sold, this knife is special, someone paid a fixed price, but it was not taken after the expiration date, and it is not impossible to sell it." ”

The appearance of standing and standing looks very philistine.

Zhao Chuanxin took out five oceans: "Okay, then I'll buy it." ”

The guy shook his head like a rattle: "The guest officer said that he laughed, this knife is from a famous master, not to mention five oceans, even if it is fifty yuan, it can't be bought." ”

During the Kangxi period, a waist knife cost 2-5 taels of silver. But in fact, things like knives did not rise much with the price of goods, because firearms appeared. If it rises too hard, with that money, it is better to buy a fast gun.

The guy couldn't buy fifty yuan when he opened his mouth, Zhao Chuanxin was furious, and slapped the counter suddenly: "Okay, you Diao Min, a shop that makes kitchen knives, what kind of master can you be considered to be a master of making Miao knives?" Instead of questioning your professionalism, you kick your nose in the face? ”

The guy was startled, and then said: "The guest officer can't say this, this knife is sandwiched steel, and it is not easy to build." And this knife is not our Cao Zhengxing's handiwork, but entrusted to build, the cost is really expensive. ”

Zhao Chuanxin was not happy when he heard it: "Even the monks are cheating, you are morally corrupt, you have nightmares at night, you are the scum of the world, you must be very bad when you grow up at a young age without learning and skills, you behave despicably and you will have sores when the weather is cold, you ......"

After listening to Zhao Chuanxin's insults for a long time, the guy's brain was buzzing: "Okay, okay, guest officer, we have something to discuss, and the gentleman doesn't move his mouth......"

Zhao Chuanxin stretched his arms and rolled up his sleeves: "Okay, ten oceans, I want it." ”

The guy secretly calculated, plus the deposit and ten oceans, at least he would not lose money.

This is a special era, the end of cold weapons, and the rise of firearms. Wealthy high-rollers collect celebrity calligraphy and paintings, and they won't look at this knife more; The poor people, or those who run the rivers and lakes, want to have no money; Those real bandit bullies who have the money to buy fast guns directly.

This knife can't be disposed of for a long time, and the status is very embarrassing, so I can barely sell it, and I can get ten oceans, and the total turnover of their store is only seventy or eighty taels of silver a day.

Seeing that he couldn't fool Zhao Chuanxin, the guy gritted his teeth and stomped his feet: "It's sold." ”

Zhao Chuanxin picked out a few more kitchen knives, asked the guy to wipe a fraction, and paid the bill together, before leaving.

When he went out, Zhao Yixian wiped the cold sweat on his forehead: "Zhao Shenxian is really a good bargainer." ”

He still wants to be the uncle, but unfortunately Zhao Chuanxin won't spend more money at all, and it has nothing to do with him.

After shopping, Zhao Chuanxin laughed and scolded angrily, and he was a money-saving expert, and he didn't spend a lot of money to buy all the famous objects.

I also bought a hairpin for dry rice, don't dangle it on my head, dry rice hates it very much.

But what satisfied him the most was the Miao knife.

Most men like to fiddle with these hot and cold weapons.

Zhao Chuanxin said contentedly: "Okay, what you lose has to make up for something, let's have a meal and go to Hu Yuanwai's house to wait for news, life is really lonely." ”

Why do you say what is lacking and what is made up?

At the wharf, Ah Bao was stunned for a while, looking at the sweaty workers on the wharf, she sighed, minus a little bit of the majesty of the year, and eliminated the arrogance of several layers of Taihu Lake standing on the bow of the boat to ridicule the private people, and there was less stubbornness in her heart.

She sighed faintly and said to herself, "Maybe I should take a second look at this landscape." ”

But instead of buying a ferry ticket, he went to a ready-to-wear shop to buy a change of clothes and skirts, and inquired about a cheap inn to live in.

When she touched the money, she found that there was an extra hard object on her body.

took it out and took a look, and found that it was the Lin Bai bayonet that Zhao Chuanxin had disassembled from the rifle he had patrolled in France last night.

In the gap of the four-edged blade, there were dried black-brown bloodstains.

Po was stunned.

Immediately, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

The lewd monk shouted and shouted to kill the murderous gods, and finally left her a knife to defend herself.

……

Zhao Chuanxin and his entourage returned to the Hu family's house, and after knocking on the door, the porter saw them go and returned, and said in his heart, why the hell are you still on the Hu family?

But he didn't dare to make a mistake, so he obediently put a few people in.

Zhao Chuanxin asked, "Are Boss Hu and his grandfather back?" ”

The porter shook his head, and then said with some arrogance: "I haven't come back, I must have been left by Sheng Zuotang to eat, my lord ......"

Before the was finished, Zhao Chuanxin took someone inside, and muttered: "There are still leftovers at home, what kind of food to eat outside, it's really ......"

Concierge: "......"

Back in the room, Zhao Chuanxin immediately lay down, took out the Miao knife and held it in his arms, and before it was rare, he took out the "Old God Codex".

For several days, only today can I be free.

The funeral is a trouble, Zhao Chuanxin doesn't know how to deal with it, and he is also avoiding turning the book intentionally or unintentionally during this time.

While coiling the Miao knife, he opened the "Old God Codex".

[The voice of the mourning spirit is urgent: Where have you been, why has it been so long?] 】

Zhao Chuanxin was stunned again.

There is something strange about the flow of time within the Old Gods Codex.

Replenishing physical strength may be the moment when "I" am unconscious, even if Zhao Chuanxin closes the "Old God Codex", time is still flowing.

However, when "I" is conscious and Zhao Chuanxin closes the Old God Codex, time will stop.

Therefore, the time in the "Old God Codex" has something to do with Zhao Chuanxin and "me".

Zhao Chuanxin wrote:

[I asked: How long has it been?] 】

[The mourning complains: You haven't been there for six days.] 】

Zhao Chuanxin secretly calculated. The last time he opened the "Old God Codex", he was still in Runzhou.

Runzhou took a boat and went to Zhenjiang Mansion along the canal, which took half a day, but stayed overnight. The next day, we set off by boat and stayed in Nanjing along the Yangtze River for a day. Nanjing to Chizhou stopped for a day. Chizhou to Jiujiang stopped for a day. Finally, we arrived at Hankow.

plus the night in Runzhou, exactly six days.

Zhao Chuanxin was shocked.

"My" time has stopped, but the time of mourning is actually the same as Zhao Chuanxin?

Is this little creature from ancient times so powerful that it ignores the time constraints of the Old God's Codex?

Zhao Chuanxin held it for the time being and wrote:

[I said: The old gods have fallen into an endless sleep, you can leave the ancestral spirit peak with me.] 】

[The mourning spirit panicked and said: No, the old gods will eventually wake up.] 】

Zhao Chuanxin can't let "me" accompany the mourning spirit under the ancestral spirit peak forever, and "I" have to go back to hand in the task, so he has a tough attitude:

[I said: You must come with me, there is no way out of staying here.] 】

[The air falls silent.] 】

After a long time, the mourning spirit said, "I think of the place where you are." 】

Zhao Chuanxin: "......"

When you come, when you see Lao Tzu's appearance, guess if you will kill Lao Tzu in a fit of rage?

Zhao Chuanxin wrote:

[I said: I can't bring you here.] 】

[The mourner said happily: I have thought of a way. 】

Zhao Chuanxin: "......"

He involuntarily clenched the scabbard of the Miao knife......

[I asked: What way?] 】

[The mourning spirit answers: I have met many people over the long years. Someone once told me that if you gather all nine old sacred altars, you can break the void. All I have to do is seal myself in the body of a hairy ball, and I can travel to the world you are in. 】

Zhao Chuanxin's eyes rolled and wrote:

[I asked: What would happen to you if you sealed yourself in a hair ball? 】

[The mourner's voice is a little low: I will only have the energy that Mao Tuanzi can hold, very little.] My lifespan will become the same as that of Mao Tuanzi, and I will only live for 200 years. 】

Zhao Chuanxin was relieved.

If the mourning spirit really comes to Earth, Zhao Chuanxin hopes that he can at least handle it at will, instead of being manipulated by it.

His false comfort:

[I said: Don't panic, I can only live for a maximum of one or two hundred years.] 】

[The mourner's tone became cheerful again: Really? That's great. 】

Scald......

And the mourning spirit said, "In that case, let us set out." 】

Zhao Chuanxin thought he was going to recover his strength.

However......

[I was about to take a step, when suddenly I was lifted up by an invisible force and my feet lifted off the ground. No matter how much I struggle, it won't help. 】

[The mourning voice rings in my ears: He is walking too slowly, let me help him, he just needs to point the way.] 】

[I pointed in the direction, and there was a flower in front of me, and my cheeks were scratched by the branches and leaves, and I don't know how many small wounds were cut. 】

Zhao Chuanxin secretly music.

This is to the clan of the forest spirit elf, and "my" blood bar must not be scraped off in half?

[I hurriedly said: Avoid the branches and leaves, otherwise I won't reach the end, I'll go first!] 】

[It turned out to be at least two or three days away, but before evening, we had already arrived at the forest elf land. 】

[The beetle patriarch received me. 】

[The beetle clan patriarch said in surprise: Fearless Pioneer, I didn't expect that you really completed the task. Your heroic deeds will be heard throughout the Shadowforest and Middle-earth. 】

[I got the Berserk Armor as a reward.] 】

(End of chapter)