When Zhang Fan came out of the secret room, he pulled Xue'er aside and gave a few orders. Then Xue'er took a hundred taels of broken silver and left the store. Zhang Fan came to the weapon rack and took a closer look.

"Little friend, for the sake of your friendship with me, old man, I will rely on you to choose a few weapons from the weapon rack. Beast skin soft armor counts you as one hundred taels of silver, Danding counts you as eighty taels of silver, and sword counts you as seventy taels of silver, how about it?" Seeing this, Zhang Fan also knew that the price was fair, and then selected two pieces of cowhide armor on the weapon shelf, a copper tripod and six three-grade weapons with a knife and two swords, and then said to the old man: "Old man, just these few pieces." The old man smiled like Maitreya Buddha and exclaimed: "Xiaoyou has a good eye, and he actually picked up several of the best weapons in the shop, which is also your fate." In this way, it is difficult for you to take these weapons, so I will give you a large box to carry for you, and when you go out, you can go to the side of the road and hire a carriage to carry the things back. ”

Then Zhang Fan took out a silver ticket worth 1,500 from his arms, handed it over, and said, "Okay, here you are." Then I saw the young man beside the old man walk over at once, and suddenly held the silver ticket in his arms, and then ran to the back room. The old man stood aside, smiling all over his face, and did not speak, obviously accustomed to this qiē.

After a while, the young man came out of the back room. At this time, Zhang Fan also packed all the weapons in a large wooden box, and Xue'er was standing by a somewhat dilapidated carriage outside the door, while talking in a low voice to an old coachman in his sixties.

The young man came to Zhang Fan's side, quickly took out ten taels of broken silver that was ground a little round from the cloth bag, handed it to Zhang Fan, and said, "Here, your change." After speaking, he put the broken silver directly into Zhang Fan's hand, and ran into the back room without looking back. Zhang Fan accepted the broken silver, hugged his fist at the old man and said, "Old man, let's see you next time." After saying that, he turned around and asked Xue'er, "Have you bought all the rice oil?" "Well, okay." Cher replied lightly. Seeing this, Zhang Fan smiled slightly, squatted down, picked up the wooden box, and walked to the carriage outside the door.

The old man came out and said with a smile: "Little friend, go slowly, you are welcome to come again next time." ”

Zhang Fan went out, put the wooden box in the carriage, and then pulled Xue'er into the carriage, and then said to the coachman: "Old man, let's go, go to Zhangjia Village." "Hey, then please sit down, Miss Childe, and I'll be there in a while." The groom in the coarse cloth shirt replied. Then he shouted, "Drive!" and the carriage quickly drove into the avenue and headed for Zhangjia Village.

On the carriage, Zhang Fan saw Xue'er silently staying on the side and didn't speak, and said with a smile: "Xue'er, don't be angry." I have my own measure, and besides, we don't suffer. Money, earned is always used to spend, there is a saying that 'I am born to be useful, and I will come back when my daughter is gone', don't you say?" "Childe, how dare I be angry with you." It's just that seeing you spending lavishly, I think we can spend it slowly, so that we won't be hungry for a few years. Cher blushed and said with some annoyance. "Haha" Zhang Fan couldn't help laughing when he saw Xue'er's face flushing, and asked casually: "You go to the market today, how is the situation?" "Hui Gongzi, the rice that the slave maid bought today is ten wen a catty, which is one penny cheaper than the last time I bought it, and eighty wen a catty of oil, two wen per catty more expensive than before, and twenty wen a catty of salt, which is more than " Hearing Zhang Fan ask, Xue'er replied extremely humbly. Seeing this, Zhang Fan thought to himself: "Why are you so confused? Asking her these things now doesn't add fuel to the fire?" When the driver heard the two talking, he couldn't help but interject coldly: "Yes, I can't live this day, and my family has been out of gas for several months."

Zhang Fan saw that Xue'er was still angry, so he didn't speak, but just looked at the cars and pedestrians on the road through the holes in the carriage.

After a while, Zhang Fan and his entourage finally came to the door of their house, only to hear the groom's "call", and then the carriage stopped firmly in front of the courtyard gate. Zhang Fan jumped out of the carriage, hugged Xue'er down, and then unloaded the wooden box containing weapons, five or six bags of rice, and dozens of catties of oil and salt.

After finishing this, Zhang Fan turned around and found that Xue'er handed a small handful of copper coins to the groom and said, "Thank you old man for sending us back, this hundred wen is your fare." The old coachman exclaimed, "Miss, didn't we say before, this trip will only charge 80 yuan." You gave Lao Er a full twenty wen more?" Xue'er smiled and said: "Old man, the average carriage runs a trip, and you charge 100 wen, although the price I told you before is 80 wen, but you have to go twice the distance back and forth, and this time the things we pull are not light, and the extra 20 wen is a little careful for a little woman." The old groom hurriedly thanked: "Usually the guests see that my car is broken and thin, although I only dare to charge eighty wen, but I have never really gotten eighty wen once! Thank you for the generosity of the young lady, the old man is grateful, if the young lady still comes to hire the old carriage in the future, the old man will come to have a big event" The old man and Xue'er exchanged pleasantries for a while, and then drove the carriage away happily.

Zhang Fan and Xue'er moved all their things to the house, and when they saw that it was not early, they began to cook on the fire.

Half an hour later, Zhang Fan and Xue'er finally brought a few dishes, a soup and two bowls of rice to the table. This dinner was quite hearty, with six or seven dishes such as pickled fish with sauerkraut, boiled greens, stir-fried tofu, stir-fried eggplant, egg soup with pea sprouts, and boar heart. Zhang Fan was in a good mood now, and said to Xue'er while eating a delicious meal: "Xue'er, don't be angry. I don't buy these weapons at all, you don't want to pay a hundred taels of silver for any of the third-grade weapons, if you go to Changrong City, the third-grade weapons may cost two hundred taels or three hundred taels. Although the old man's casting skills are not particularly good, these three-grade weapons and leather armor are enough for us. In a few days, I'm going to take you to the Beast Forest to collect medicine, and I bought them today for our safety. ”

Hearing her son's explanation, Xue'er, who was eating silently on the side, gradually became ruddy, and said in a light tone: "I understand my son's distress. Childe is the master of this family, you can do whatever you want, I am just a little maid, I shouldn't care about your business, it is Xue'er who has exceeded her duty, but Childe, 1,000 taels of silver is enough for us to live in Wanjia Town for ten years"

Zhang Fan understood what she was thinking, and patiently explained: "Xue'er, I understand what you say, and I won't spend money indiscriminately in the future." However, the black iron sword is indeed a divine weapon, but it is not very practical. But being able to buy a divine weapon for 1,000 taels of silver is also our chance. If we can find a way to use the Divine Weapon in the future, wouldn't it make a lot of money? Besides, it can also help us refine our bodies, right?"

Xue'er replied, "I don't have Childe to be thoughtful. It's only a thousand taels of silver!"

Zhang Fan smiled, then looked at the dishes on the table, and said to Xue'er: "Xue'er, the pig's heart is very fragrant, eating it can increase qi and blood, you have to eat more." This tender pea sprout tastes good, come to Cher."

Xue'er was a little annoyed, a little shy, and said with a flushed face: "People know." ”

Then Zhang Fan and the two chatted while eating, and after a while, all the dishes were eaten, and there was still a little rice left in the bowl. The two looked at each other, embarrassed.

Zhang Fan smiled, and said with a reluctant face: "It's really a hearty dinner, which has made me eat." We'll eat like this next time, hehe. ”

After the two of them finished eating the leftovers at the bottom of the bowl, Xue'er cleaned up the table, while Zhang Fan fiddled with the wooden box containing weapons.

Zhang Fan took the black sword out, wiped the dust off the sword with a rag, washed it with water, and then carried the black sword to the table and looked at it carefully.

The black sword was one meter seven or eight long, fifty or sixty centimeters wide, the whole body was dark, the blade was somewhat round, and it looked like a blunt sword. Zhang Fan stretched out his hand and slowly touched the sword body, first from beginning to end, and then from left to right, as if he was playing with the delicate breasts of a black beauty. Sometimes he stared at the black sword, sometimes he closed his eyes and felt silently, and sometimes he paced around the room with his hands behind his back. After a while, Zhang Fan sat down on a chair and took a sip of light green vegetable soup.

Xue'er next to her asked, "Childe, you've been busy for most of the day, have you found anything?"

"This black sword is truly different. I studied it carefully, and found that the whole sword was very smooth, and it was impossible for a layman to forge it. As for the rest, I really don't feel anything, hey!" Zhang Fan replied, "Now it seems that we can't solve this black sword mystery for the time being." Then, Zhang Fan said: "Xue'er, let's go and take a look at those swords and armor." ”

Zhang Fan walked to the wooden box and took out a few things. Then he took out a slightly smaller leather armor and a small fine iron sword, and said to Xue'er, "Xue'er, this is yours." Can you try it?" Zhang Fan also took out the remaining sword, a knife, a tripod and leather armor, tried them again, and said, "Well, it's not bad, it's very suitable." At this time, Xue'er on the side said happily: "Childe, thank you." My leather armor fits well, and my sword is a little heavier, which is not bad. "Oh, that's good. Let's exercise well these days, and then we'll go to the Beast Forest in a few days. From tomorrow onwards, let's practice martial arts and exercise together. Xue'er said happily, "Yes, yes." From tomorrow onwards, I will definitely cultivate hard, and when I wait until the Beast Forest, I can protect my son. ”

Then Zhang Fan and the two talked about their plans for the next few days in detail, and they didn't go to sleep until late at night.