Xiao Lian saw that A Niu stopped what she was doing and opened her mouth towards her, and immediately took off the cotton balls stuffed in her ears, and got up and walked out the door after hearing clearly.

Mi Xia heard the knocking sound in the small courtyard stop and was hesitating whether to go in, when she saw a ten-year-old yellow-haired girl poking her head out timidly.

It was Xiaolian's first time out of the village, that is, the first time she saw so many people walking on the street in this Jingqi County. She poked her head out and saw a man with messy long hair tied up on his shoulders, wearing a The barbarian, who could no longer see the color of the leather armor, also screamed out in fright.

"what happened?"

Hearing Ah Niu's voice behind her, Xiao Lian's heart also settled down.

"Does the customer want to buy a knife?"

At this time, Misha also took advantage of the limited daylight to look at the simple plaque nailed to the door, with three big characters written on it, blacksmith shop.

Both A Niu and Xiao Lian didn't know how to read, but A Niu had a good memory, so he went outside the city and split a square board, and engraved it according to the characters of other people's houses, which generally meant the same thing.

"Little girl, I want to buy a knife."

As soon as Xiaolian heard this, a bright smile appeared on her face.

In the past few days, her money was like running water, only seeing out but not in, but she was so worried, if this continued, even eating would be a problem, and today I finally saw a guest.

Misha walked into the yard, and first looked around for a week based on his years of experience in going out to fight.

The clean and tidy small courtyard is quite similar to the civilian residences of the Southerners, except that a small half of the courtyard is occupied by a straw shed, and the most striking thing about the stoves and utensils placed in it is naturally that the hammer is being put down. that big guy.

so high

This was Misha's first impression. There were never many burly men in the Southern army, but ordinary people were of average height, probably because they couldn't usually eat meat.

The person standing by the stove in front of him was a head taller than him, but he was a little too thin.

With another glance, the disappointment on Misha's face could hardly be concealed.

There are a few kitchen knives on the shelf at the front, and they all look ugly. As for the long knives that can be used on the battlefield, there is no one.

"Forget it, go to those blood-sucking quartermasters tonight and see if you can spend some money to get a recycled waste knife from them. It's blunt, but it's better than empty hands."

Ah Niu naturally saw the disappointment of the guest, and said directly when he was about to turn around and leave.

"My guest, don't rush away. These kitchen knives I have are not ordinary goods. You might as well take a look and talk. If you have any needs, just ask them. On-site processing is not impossible."

Seeing the big man coming out of the shop, Mi Xia's eyes lit up.

His steps are steady, his shoulders don't move, he is a practicing family.

Since the other party has said it all, it doesn't hurt to see for yourself.

Mi Xia walked to the wooden platform, and the outermost ones were ordinary kitchen knives. Although it was getting late at this time, his vicious eyes could still see their materials immediately.

Looking back, when he saw the three kitchen knives at the back, he couldn't help screaming.

"what"

Under the swaying firelight, the slightly thicker kitchen knife reflected a layer of ripples like a holy lake, and against the backdrop of the night, there was a feeling of ripples.

At this time, Xiao Lian was also attracted by the light reflected from the blade.

On weekdays, I knew that the patterns of the three first-made kitchen knives were good-looking, but they were too heavy, so I didn't pay much attention to them. Moreover, if there were no guests who went to the backyard early today, how could they find the blades in the night? strange.

"Good iron."

The barbarian swordsmen like Misha who come out to live a life like their own love knives like their lives. Although they don't know how to forge knives by themselves, they always know something.

Although I can't see how these peculiar patterns are forged, such patterns can only appear after a long period of beating.

At this moment, Misha finally became more cautious, carefully holding one of the kitchen knives and lifting it up.

So heavy, this was Misha's first reaction, but a smile rose on his face. The better the material of a good iron, the harder it will be, and naturally the heavier it will be.

This time I came to the right place, even if I didn't find a weapon that I could use, I definitely made money from the material of this kitchen knife. This is something that even rich people can't buy.

Only the generals of the Southern Dynasties can afford weapons of this material, and the craftsmen and techniques for forging those weapons are their own vital secrets.

After shaking his wrist lightly, the smile on Misha's face has turned into surprise.

stable

Misha thought about all the words, and only this is the most suitable for this kitchen knife.

The ratio of the handle to the blade fits very well, so that the hand does not need to use too much force to maintain the balance of the blade when shaking the kitchen knife.

The real and final test of a craftsman is the adjustment of the coordination of the entire blade.

This thing cannot be taught, even the best master can teach all the best forging skills to his apprentices, but the sense of control over power comes from talent.

Of course, if it is a master whose strength has reached the peak, such small things are naturally not a problem.

But will a master of this strength come to play a kitchen knife?

My original weapon was bought from an elder in the barbarian tribe after I sold most of my family savings. Although the material was not very good, the feeling of handiness helped me kill many enemies.

After reacting, Misha changed the kitchen knife in his left hand to his left hand, and picked up another one, feeling the same, come again...

Xiao Lian looked at this tough-looking customer from the side. When she first ignored the few kitchen knives that were still usable, she already felt that the deal was lost. A piece of shit to die for.

At this time, he was still stroking back and forth fondly, as if he saw some unworldly treasure.

Ah Niu was justified but a little bit pleased to see a customer who knows the goods like his work so much, and at the same time confirmed the authenticity of the subconscious information.

After being happy for a while, Misha's excitement slowly returned to normal, and he patted his head when he realized it.

Why am I so happy, no matter how good a kitchen knife is, it's still a kitchen knife, you can't go to the battlefield with a kitchen knife!

Although there is a saying that one inch is long and one inch is strong, and one inch is short and one inch is dangerous.

But in the chaotic scene of the battlefield, there is always only one truth to follow.

At the same level, it is always better to be bigger and longer.

At this time A Niu spoke.

"This customer is happy and sad to see what you need. As long as the price is right, everything is easy to talk about."

After hearing this, Misha turned around and began to look at this big man who was a little too thin.

I came across these three knives made of such a material today. I have to take them away no matter what. Even if they can’t be used here, they will definitely make a profit even if they sell them. Maybe the weapon issue can be solved by the way, but such a good material is in vain. It would be a pity to send it away.

After a second thought, Misha could only tell the truth and see if the blacksmith who made these three strange kitchen knives could do something about it.

After listening to the other party's needs, A Niu was silent for a while, and then stretched out his hand.

Seeing the other party's movements, Mi Xia was stunned for a moment, and then he reacted and stretched out his hand to shake it.

"Five taels of gold is fixed. Tonight I will forge two of the kitchen knives into the weapons you need. If you come to pick them up tomorrow, you will pay five taels of gold. If you are not satisfied, you will return them all."

Misha only felt the warmth in his hands, and saw that the big man on the opposite side was already walking towards the railway with two kitchen knives.

"Master"

His heart twitched violently, but then his heart ached.

I have been working hard for two years, I don't know how many heads I have cut off, I don't know how many sharp arrows I have saved my life, and at this time, half of my savings will be taken away.

"Snapped"

This fairly burly man groped his chest with his hands, and patted the five golden barley seeds neatly on the wooden platform, turned and left.

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