One Thousand and Twenty-Four: The lion opens his mouth when buying a sword

One Thousand and Twenty-Four: The lion opens his mouth when buying a sword

More than a month later.

"boom……"

Yan Wan moved around a bit. Although the gauze was still wrapped around his back, the injury was almost healed. However, Xingzai is still seriously injured, but he can slowly get out of bed and take a few steps.

"Hey, hey, you've gone too far."

Xing Zai gnawed on the chicken leg and watched Yan Wan jumping up and down in the room. A few veins appeared on his forehead. Is this guy showing off?

Yan Wan sat on the edge of the bed, snatched the bowl of meat from his hand, held the chicken wing in his mouth and asked, "By the way, the place you mentioned that day, what is Yuan Sha Tang, where is it?"

"I won't tell you." Xingzai rolled his eyes, stuffed the chicken leg in his mouth, and snatched the other leg from the bowl with his other hand when Yan Wan wasn't paying attention.

"Pooh……"

Xingzi thought he had succeeded, but unexpectedly, Yanwan went even further and spat Xingzi directly on the drumstick.

With his diaphragm turning green, Yan Wan proudly stuffed the chicken legs into his mouth, threw him an empty bowl, and strode out of the ward. Leaving behind a vague sentence: "Don't tell me? I'll ask."

"ask?"

Xingzi spat and hummed: "Without me following you, even if you find it, you won't be able to buy the sword."

After going around and around and asking many people, Yan Wan finally found Zhai Yuantang, which is located at the end of the alley and has a brand name the size of a palm.

"The boss sells swords?" Yan Wan shouted as soon as he entered the door.

The old man who was sitting in the yard and slowly sipping tea couldn't help but spit out the tea when he heard this. He stood up angrily and glared at Yan Wan: "You are a bitch, get out of here."

"..." When Yan Wan saw this, he knew that he had said the wrong thing. He rolled his eyes, coughed and said seriously: "Don't be angry, boss, I'm here to do your business."

"Business?"

The old man muttered, his eyes looked over him, and finally fell on his hand. "Why did you buy the sword?"

"Treasure." Yan Wan's eyes flickered, but he didn't tell the truth.

"Turn left when you go out. The store at the entrance of the alley has everything." The old man patted his thigh and pointed to the door.

Yan Wang laughed dumbly. "Interesting, if I want to do business with you, are there any restrictions? I was introduced by Xingzi..."

"Axing?"

After a while, the old man slowly sat back down with his hands behind his back, and shouted into the room: "Yaya, take him to choose a sword."

Not long after, a beautiful woman wearing white training clothes with a slim waist and long legs came out of the room and waved to Yan Wan: "What kind of sword do you want?"

"Han Sword." Yan Wan had always thought that swords were only divided into weights and lengths, but after activating the specialization, he suddenly realized the huge information.

For example, the Yuanyang Sword, the Dragon and Phoenix Sword, the Zhichen Sword, etc. These swords not only have very different appearances, but also have ever-changing techniques.

Compared with these, the 'Basic Sword Technique - Han Sword' he lit up is a relatively rigid sword, not the so-called combination of rigidity and softness of traditional swords.

Han swords are divided into long, medium and short swords. The dagger is about 5070 centimeters. The sword body is slightly wider and the spine is slightly thin. It is mostly used for stabbing and cutting. The middle sword is about twenty centimeters longer than the short sword.

Long swords are generally about 1.1 meters in length, and are mostly used in battlefield battles, mostly for stabbing, cutting, and striking. Their usage methods tend to be long swords with double-edged edges.

Even though his memory contained information about these things, when Yan Wan followed Ya Ya into the house and saw the dazzling array of swords placed on the counter, he still couldn't help but secretly clicked his tongue.

"These are ordinary swords. There are relatively few Han swords because the process of casting such swords is too complicated."

Yaya strolled leisurely in the courtyard, following Yan Wan's gaze from time to time, softly introducing these swords: "And, the most important thing is that there are too few people who use Han swords. In ancient times, these swords were used by soldiers to kill enemies in battle. of."

Walking to another room, Yan Wan saw the sword in the middle at the top at a glance.

The sword box is like ink, with the blade hidden inside, and there are dragon patterns on the surface.

The sword has a willow head and tail, a dragon in the grid, and a straight body.

Zhonghe Fangzheng has no sword or sword.

(Jianjuan: zhi, the jade nose that fixes the sword on the waist.)

(Jianju: bi, the decoration at the end of the scabbard.)

"Doesn't it look good?" Yaya followed his gaze and said with a chuckle: "This is the most satisfying work of my grandfather's life. It took three years of hard work to cast it completely. It is modeled after the legendary The style of a dragon-colored sword.”

"Longcai Sword?" Yan Wan raised his eyebrows.

Yaya nodded and explained: "Dragon Cai was cast by Emperor Ming of the Han Dynasty. It was completed in the first year of Yongping and was in the shape of a dragon. Later, it was said that it was sunk into the Luoshui River and disappeared."

"I want this." Yan Wan pointed at the sword and smiled.

"impossible."

Yaya rolled her eyes and flatly refused: "Grandpa only agreed to sell you a sword for Xingzi's sake. This Longcai is our family heirloom and cannot be sold. Look at these swords. Sword."

Yan Wan stopped talking. He just said casually that he bought the sword just to practice. It is pure nonsense to rely on it to do things. As a young man in the new era, he prefers guns.

What Xing Zai said before while patting his chest was probably bragging. Would he sell someone else's family heirloom to you just because of Xing Zai's face? This is no joke.

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Yan Wang looked at the three swords in front of him and picked the longer one. When he tried, he took out the sword and found that it was a rare six-sided Han sword, not the common eight-sided or four-sided Han sword.

In fact, in terms of quality, metal tempering technology has improved so much in this era, so there is no difference whether it has eight sides, six sides or four sides.

The reason why many people deliberately make the Eight-sided Han Sword is largely just for the sake of retro. The ancient eight-sided Han sword had eight sides cut out to make the sword stronger because the metal quality was not up to standard.

"Thirty thousand." Yaya arched her eyebrows and narrowed her big eyes.

"How many?"

Yan Wu's hand trembled, and he immediately threw the sword on the table and looked at her dumbfounded: "Say it again."

What is the concept of thirty thousand in this era?

For ordinary office workers, more than a thousand yuan a month is considered very powerful. If you have the connections, you can even build a villa in a remote place with 30,000 yuan.

After learning about the prices of goods in this world, Yan Wan once slapped himself hard because the rent of the house he was looking for was not actually cheap, he just thought it was cheaper.

This era is not 2018, where prices are skyrocketing, wages are stagnant, house prices are skyrocketing, and betrothal gifts are exploding.

Yan Huan shook his head and sighed: "At thirty thousand yuan, not many people can afford even the Xuanyuan Sword."

"You know Xingzi, and you're not a decent person."

Before Yaya could answer, suddenly the old man came over from outside and said slowly with his hands behind his back: "Well, if you do something for me, I will give you this sword. How about it?"

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