Before saying goodbye to Zhu Chijing, Wuling asked him which bookbox in Fufeng Town was selling well. After leaving, he went straight to the shop that sold the bookbox.

Because he only stayed in Fufeng Town for one night and left tomorrow, Wuling only remembered what Zhu Chijing said about the Feng Shui Bureau, and didn't pay much attention to it.

Without many detours, Wuling quickly found the shop Zhu Chijing said.

The name of the shop is Prime Minister's Belly.

"Good name!"

Wu Ling couldn't help but admire.

The bookcase is compared to the prime minister's belly, which can be loaded on a ship, to indicate that the bookbox sold by the shop is not large but can be loaded.

Maybe it's because I've been famous for a long time, and there are a lot of people in the store at the moment. However, most of them came to see, and the people who generally bought bookboxes were travelers who traveled far away. Either people who are about to travel far away from Fufeng Town, or tourists who have traveled far to Fufeng Town.

Wuling is the latter.

Moreover, the prime minister's belly only sells three bookcases a day. Therefore, many tourists who travel to Fufeng Town can only look at it, but they can't buy it if they want to.

Without Zhu Chijing's introduction, Wuling would have come alone, and most of them would have to return empty-handed.

There are three types of bookcases: wooden boxes, bamboo boxes and rattan boxes.

After some hesitation, Wu Ling finally bought a bamboo box.

With Zhu Chijing's introduction, the shopkeeper only received ten taels of silver from Wuling for the bookcase that originally bought more than 30 taels of silver.

Out of the prime minister's belly, Wu Ling carried the bookcase on his back.

Although there is already a spiritual ring, everything can be loaded into it, which is simple and convenient, but the spiritual pleasure brought by the bookcase is far from being comparable to the spiritual ring.

For Wu Ling, the spirit ring is just a tool to store things.

Although his dream is to be the best swordsman in the world, Wu Ling has never forgotten his identity as a scholar.

Only carry a wine sword to go far, that is too marketable.

It's not that Wu Ling thinks it's bad, but Wu Ling thinks it's better than this.

For example, add poetry!

Traveling far with poetry and wine, visiting sages and discussing swords, there is not only the atmosphere of the rivers and lakes in the market, but also the bookish atmosphere of the readers, so that it can be called the romance of the world.

If it is an ordinary person, it is natural to add a beauty to be considered romantic.

And he already has!

His fiancée, Zhao Fengya, is the empress of Zhao and ranks fourth on the rouge list. Even if the national color is stunning, is there a better beauty in the world than this?

Wu Ling carried the bookcase on his back, intending to find a shop that sold sword cases. There were many people on the street, and Wu Ling was not in a hurry to take out the pen, ink, paper, inkstone and books and put them in the bookbox, so as not to be seen by people with spiritual rings and attract the prying eyes of people with other thoughts.

Although Fufeng Town is a cultural mecca, there are also thieves who steal things, but the thieves among the scholars like to say that this kind of behavior is borrowing.

Compared to the bookstore, it is indeed more difficult to find a shop that sells sword boxes in Fufeng Town.

Wuling searched for a long time before he saw the sword box for sale in an inconspicuous corner in an ironsmithing shop.

For most scholars, although they also practice swords, for them, the sword is more of a decorative function than the jade belt around the waist, so as long as there is a sword, it is fine. It doesn't matter if the edge is sharp or not, as long as the condition is good enough.

Since Fufeng Town is a cultural mecca, the significance of the sword here is more than this.

As for the sword case where the sword was stored and stored, it can be imagined that the situation in this place is as follows.

The blacksmith is a very simple ironsmithing shop, half of which is the iron-striking casting area, and half of the finished products are placed on the shelves.

Wu Ling walked to the door of the blacksmith shop, and before he could enter, a wave of heat rushed towards him.

At this moment, there were two shirtless and strong men at the casting table of the shop, one holding a pair of tongs to grip the red-hot iron and tumbling, and the other holding a sledgehammer and being in charge of beating. The two never spoke, but they cooperated seamlessly.

And in the finished product of the store, a lean old man is inlaying gems on the hilt and eyebrows of the sword.

Wu Ling could see at a glance that the inlaid gems were not precious gems, but ordinary stones polished from colored stones picked up in the river, or some low-priced jade.

Wu Ling fixed his eyes on the finished products that had been made on the shelves.

In terms of appearance alone, the swords on the shelves are no different from those dignitaries, just as gorgeous and good-looking.

Wu Ling didn't rush to buy the sword box, but came to the shelf and said to the old man with gems: "Old man, the sword on the shelf should be able to be pulled out and seen, right?"

The old man grinned and said, "What's wrong with this, just look at it, childe!"

Wu Ling nodded and took a handful.

The sword is a common three-foot sword, but the weight is a bit light. From the hilt to the scabbard, there is a row of gemstones, of different colors, but they all have one characteristic, that is, they are polished to an unusually bright light.

Wu Ling stretched out his hand to hold the hilt of the sword, the raised gem, the top hand was very uncomfortable, and he couldn't hold it at all.

Wu Ling pulled out his sword, and a dazzling light came, so bright that Wu Ling quickly closed his eyes.

"Good guys!"

Wu Ling couldn't help but exclaim, and then smiled at the old man behind him: "Old man, your sword is as sharp as Tianyao!"

The old man smiled and said: "The body of the sword is like the human body! A scholar should be like the sun of the sky, dispel the darkness and dirt of the world with light, walk in front of the people, and guide the way of the future for the people." ”

Wu Ling was stunned, then laughed, and quipped: "Uncle, your sword should be very popular in Fufeng Town and sell very well, otherwise Fufeng Town would not have so many champions who walk in front of the people and guide the future path for the people." ”

The old man was stunned for a moment, then laughed, shook his head and said, "There is a small shop, and I can only barely support my family." ”

Ordinary scholars spend most of their money on pen, ink, paper, and inkstones, and rarely have spare money to buy swords to wear. Anyone who has a little money will go to a sword-forging holy place with a bit of fame to build.

Only those who love vanity will buy such swords to satisfy their vanity.

Readers, love face, pay attention to appearance.

But there are not as many such people as the first two after all.

Selling this kind of sword has never been able to make money like pen, ink, paper, and inkstone.

Wu Ling only glanced at the sword body, then lost interest and put the sword back into its scabbard.

A sword with no blades, and light and thin, there is nothing to look at. Even in Wu Ling's view, these swords were just decorations with sword watches.

However, everyone has a love for beauty, and it is understandable that those who buy these swords.

The old man saw Wu Ling's thoughts and said, "Childe wants to buy a more practical sword?"

Wu Ling shook his head and said, "I'm just curious to come in and take a look, and buy a sword box by the way." It's just that my husband, your sword box is a little small!"

The sword box in the store is not less, but really few.

There is only a miserable one there, and there is no preparation for even the reference of people, so that people can choose well, giving people the feeling that they are buying a sword and giving a sword box.

The old man said: "Childe really has a vision, and he can see the most valuable thing in the small shop at a glance! This sword box has been in the small shop for more than 30 years, and it was inadvertently obtained in a blessed place when my father was still in the world, and it has always been the heirloom of our family, and it is the treasure of the town store in the small shop, and I am not willing to sell it! I see you, Childe, with a good demeanor, like a shocking guest who occasionally fell into the world, and is not stained with dust and ......smoke."

As the old man spoke, he neatly removed the sword box hanging on the wall, then swept the dust with both hands and held it in front of Wuling.

Wu Ling was so bitterly laughed by the old man's mouthful that he couldn't laugh bitterly, so that he had it, and he could sell things with his mouth alone, and there was no illusion that things were good or bad.

Wu Ling interrupted the old man's words and said, "I said, old man, you can't just rely on your mouth to sell things! Whether the things are good or not, and whether they are worth the money, experts can see at a glance." ”

The old man's face was not red, his heart was not beating, and he said: "This is not to see that Gongzi is extraordinary, and he didn't hold back for a while, and he felt it! ”

Wu Ling joked and said: "With the eloquence of the old man, it is really condescending to stay in the blacksmith shop and not to show off his talent at the storytelling desk in the Hidden City of the Rain Country!"

The old man grinned, showed a mouthful of big yellow teeth, and said: "I am old, and I can't even manage a small blacksmith shop, how dare I go to the hall of elegance." ”

There are two unique Shenyin City in the rain country, which are waiting for the king's landing and the storyteller, which are vulgar and elegant, and crown the world.

Every time the storyteller starts to speak, there must be thousands of empty alleys in Shenyin City, and they all gather in front of the stage with tables and chairs.

The people who can talk about it are all famous people.

If Fufeng Town is the most famous cultural holy place in Kyushu, and every reader wants to come here to study, then the storytelling platform in Shenyin City is a stage for every reader to go up and show their talents after learning something.

Wu Ling said solemnly: "There is a precedence in hearing the Tao, and there is a specialization in the art industry! Maybe the old man is suitable for storytelling?"

"A lot of people say that, maybe with my temperament, it's really suitable!"

The old man put the sword box aside, ignoring the dust in his hand, and rubbed his cheeks, as if he took Wuling's words seriously.

Before the old man could fantasize, he was stopped by the younger of the two men who were striking the iron, "Daddy, don't fantasize about it! You really want to go to the storytelling platform in the rain country, first cut off the relationship with our brothers, and then say, our brother has not married a daughter-in-law yet, you are not afraid of being ashamed, we are afraid!"

His father gave the nickname Saliva Chen.

It is a well-known chatter in the vicinity of their blacksmith's shop, chattering endlessly, up to state affairs, down to trivial things such as hens laying eggs, they can say anything, and they seem to know astronomy and geography.

Because of this, the people around him like to tease him, if he is on the storytelling platform of Shenyin City, he will definitely win the applause of the whole house.

Others don't know, but the brothers don't know yet.

His dad is just blowing with his mouth, how can he really learn.

If there is a little truth, he would have already told the matchmaker for the two brothers, and it would not be so old that the two brothers would not marry a daughter-in-law yet!

Hearing Xiao'er's words, saliva Chen became angry and scolded: "Your brothers can't find a daughter-in-law, can you blame your father and me? Is it that when you were born, you didn't bring you a mouth, or did you not bring a handle? I don't blame you for not being able to marry a daughter-in-law, it's good to embarrass Lao Tzu." Look at your cowardice, it's strange that you can find your daughter-in-law!"

The brothers were dumbfounded by the saliva.

Wu Ling raised his hand and gave Saliva Chen a thumbs up.

Of course, Wu Ling didn't dare to stretch his hand too long, but secretly put it in front of him, so as not to see the two men behind him.

The saliva Chen stopped and signaled that it was a trivial matter, and there was no need to be surprised.

Wu Ling picked up the sword box and looked at it, spread the five fingers of his outstretched hand, and said, "Old man, for the sake of you and me, how about selling me the number of sword boxes?"

Saliva Chen waved his hand and said generously: "Okay! Fifty taels will sell you!"

Wu Ling's mouth was open, and what he was about to say came to an abrupt end.

Seeing the awe-inspiring appearance of saliva Chen Dayi just now, Wu Ling thought that the other party would sell the sword box to him according to his expectation of five taels of silver, so they were ready to boast about saliva Chen Lai, who would have thought that saliva Chen waved his hand and came to fifty taels.

For the saliva Chen's cheek, as well as the ability to climb up the pole, Wu Ling had to admire.

Saliva Chen Yi changed his title and said: "Little brother, for the sake of our face at first sight, plus the demeanor and temperament of the little brother are indeed the same as this sword box, it can be described as a sword hero, very compatible, brother, I sold it to you so cheaply! A few days ago, someone gave me one hundred and twenty taels, and I didn't sell it." ”

"It's not for me to say, just his obscene, thin and sickly appearance, I won't sell him a thousand taels. I did it not for anything else, but because his temperament was really not good. You say, with his temperament, carry out my family's heirloom, if people ask where to buy the sword box, and then tell my store, wouldn't it be a shame for me!"

Taking advantage of Wuling's suddenness, Chen said a lot of saliva.

Saliva Chen patted Wu Ling's shoulder, "And little brother, you are angry, the sword box is in you, you are stained with light, if it weren't for the bad business of the small iron shop, and the poor people have not had rice to boil the pot recently, and there are two older sons who are not angry and have not married wives, and they still need a large amount of dowry money, I really want to give the sword box to the little brother." ”

Looking at what Chen said, Wu Ling almost wanted to write a long story about what kind of sadness and sorrow, in order to show his old man's sympathy.

Wu Ling shook his head and lamented: "My husband is good at everything, but it's a pity that his vision is a little worse!"

Drool Chen asked, "What do you say?"

Wu Ling flicked his sleeves, spread his hands and said, "Does my husband think that I am a person with fifty taels of silver?"

Saliva Chen nodded and said: "With the temperament of a little brother, you can know at a glance that you are either rich or expensive, and you look like the kind of person who carries a few thousand taels with you, how can you look like a person who lacks fifty taels." Not to mention anything else, the purple gold and red mask on the little brother's face alone is worth at least a thousand taels of silver. ”

Chen's words made Wuling stunned for a while.

Rich or expensive?

He has always thought that in the eyes of others, he is the kind of bookish and energetic reader. I didn't expect the deviation to be so big, and I became a rich child who looked like a rich person in the eyes of others.

Wu Ling said quietly: "So my husband, your vision is a little worse." ”

Wu Ling opened his palm again and said, "This sword box should be made of peach wood, and there is also wood incense, and the completion time should not exceed a year, and it is not worth much." Let's do this, a fixed price, five taels of silver! If you think you can, then sell me the sword box!"

Saliva Chen raised four fingers and said, "Forty taels, this is my ......"

Wu Ling shook his head and said, "Five taels of silver is the price I can accept!"

Seeing that saliva Chen was still hesitating, Wu Ling pretended to turn around and leave.

Saliva Chen said with a pity on his face: "Since the little brother likes it so much, then I will sell it to you at a loss!

It's obviously earned, but he can still keep his face blushing and his heart beating, and it's a pity to pretend to be selling at a loss, which is why an old profiteer who has been trading for many years can do it so quietly.

Wu Ling took out the money he earned from reading "Hanging Sword Order" today, and after giving saliva to Chen Wuliang, he took the sword box and went to the store.

After Wuling left, the two sons of Saliva Chen surrounded him and said, "Dad, divide my brother and sister a little!"

"Get out!"

Saliva Chen slapped away the two people who came up, and said: "The dowry of the two of you, I have already given you the number of gifts in Fufeng Town, and the income of the store in the future will be divided into two for me and two for each of your brothers!"

"Dad, you're so old, what do you need money for?"

"I can't find hope in you brothers, so I have to save my own money and have some fun. ”

"Dad, you don't really want to go to Shenyin City, do you?"

Saliva Chen, or Chen Mingchao, he looked at the back of Wuling leaving, and said with a serious expression: "Why not?"