Drunk old voice

calm waves

In the fourth year of Yuanyou, summer is coming to an end.Mu Feng took Ding Yi to the West Market to order clothes for the next season. They have been cooperating for several years, and both parties have a tacit understanding, and the matter was settled quickly.So while it was still early, I sneaked a stroll around the busiest market in Jinling City.

The shops in Dongshi are extravagant and expensive, which are not affordable for ordinary people.In contrast, in the West Market, you can buy everything you need for your daily needs, from rice, noodles, grains, oils to needles and threads. Every day from the opening to the closing of the market, it is always bustling and bustling, full of human fireworks.

Walk slowly along the way, looking at one shop after another, and small stalls one by one.Maybe every woman loves shopping by nature, and Mu Feng can't resist the temptation of all kinds of gadgets.Even the bad girl still bought a handful of silk threads of various colors, not to mention other things.But half a block away, Ding Yi was full of bits and pieces, but still silently accompanied Mu Feng to pick and choose, and gave serious opinions.

Mu Feng took a bamboo basket in front of a stall, and wanted to ask Ding Yi for his opinion. He turned around and saw Ding Yi dodging the carriage and frantically holding the things in his hands. Mu Feng couldn't help but smile knowingly.

Seeing Mu Feng smiling brightly, Ding Yi picked up the good things, smiled foolishly, and followed briskly.It is a rare opportunity to do nothing but kill time. It is a new experience for Ding Yi who practiced martial arts since he was a child and dare not slack off for a moment. It is trivial but peaceful.

Mu Feng showed what he had in his hand, and asked Ding Yi: "This bamboo basket is finely woven, do you think it is better to be square or round?"

Ding Yi looked at it and said, "The round one looks good, but the square one is cheaper to use."

"Then buy this round one." Mu Feng happily went to pay.

Ding Yi thinks, no matter what he has experienced, Mu Feng's heart is the same as that of an ordinary innocent girl, and appearance determines everything.

Seeing that the things in Ding Yi's arms were very messy, Mu Feng arranged them one by one and put them in the bamboo basket he just bought, and finally pushed them to Ding Yi to let him continue to hold them.Seeing that all the things I bought were my own, I asked, "Is there anything you want to buy? Let's go and have a look."

"Let's go buy a dagger. The original one has been rolled and the blade has not been replaced." Ding Yi felt sweet in his heart that he and Mu Feng had become us.

"Then go find a blacksmith shop." Mu Feng didn't know much about weapons, and was a little puzzled, "There are still shops that sell swords."

Ding Yi smiled, "Daliang Shangwu has a specialty sword, but most of them are inlaid with gold and treasures, which is not practical. There is a blacksmith shop, and Ah Jia and the others often go to it. The quality is high and the price is fair."

"Then what are you waiting for, let's go."

The two turned into a side road, and there was a small shop not far away. There was a pair of scissors painted on the front of the door, and the word "blacksmith" was written on it, which was completely unremarkable.

Ding Yi looked at Mu Feng's confused expression, and said, "It doesn't look like much, but it's really good."

"How can I doubt what you said, but I have never been to a blacksmith shop, and I find it interesting, how this iron is made, have you seen it?" Turning to look at Ding Yi.

"The blacksmith is in the back, don't look good, let's take a look at the finished product in the front."

"Also."

The two entered the store, and the small place was clear at a glance.Ding Yi called out "Shopkeeper", and a young man walked out, wearing a simple short brown.As soon as he looked up and saw Mu Feng, the young man's cheeks blushed, he hurriedly straightened his clothes and asked, "What do you want?"

"Dagger." Ding Yi replied.

"Okay, I just made a good one, let's take a look." The young man said, and brought many daggers over.He picked out one and handed it to Ding Yi, and introduced: "I use Ningwu's iron material, tempered nine times, you can see the lines on the blade, it's tough and sharp."

Ding Yi took it over and looked at the sky. There were faint water ripples on the double blades. He knocked on the horseshoe beside him, and there was an echo. It was indeed a good weapon. "That's right, what's the asking price?"

Mu Feng glanced at it, but couldn't see the way at all, so he casually took a palm-sized one to play with.

"This one is the best, and it costs five pennies."

Ding Yi weighed the dagger repeatedly, and finally put it down, "It's expensive, do you have two pennies?"

Mu Feng heard it from the side, and seeing the love in Ding Yi's lingering eyes, he said, "Just buy this one, and I'll pay for it."

Ding Yi hesitated, "Do you still have money, I borrowed it." In fact, Mu Feng had already used a lot of his savings to recover from his injuries, and the two of them have supported each other in the past few years.

"Of course I have, so why borrow it? I'm going to run an errand for me." Wuguan money is not cheap, but Mu Feng has been in charge for three or four years and he can't have a surplus, and he doesn't want to save anything. The money is not for spending.

"Then thank you, the boss." Ding Yi was also refreshed.He took the small dagger in Mu Feng's hand, it was of good quality, but it was too small and lacked lethality, but it was suitable for Mu Feng to use. "You have taken a fancy to this, and you have a good eye. Why don't you buy it too, and I'll pay for it."

"It's good luck. It's best to take it with you. What can you do with this size? Peeling fruit is not as good as a knife." Even though I said this, I still asked: "How much is this worth?"

The young man couldn't figure out the relationship between the two in front of him, and began to guess that they were a couple, but now he heard the conversation that they were not.All in all, the business is likely to be successful, with a lot of money, and he replied with a smile, "This is the same craftsmanship, although the size is small, there is a lot of work available, and it is always five hundred dollars."

"Look at the price people want. This style is almost unsalable, and it's useless if the workmanship is good." Mu Feng looked straight at the young man and said.

The young man's face turned even redder, but he refused to budge, "My family has always been honest, and I don't bargain. If you don't like it, just don't buy it."

No wonder the business is so-so, too untactful, Mu Feng turned around and asked Ding Yi, "I don't understand and don't know how to use it, do you think it's worth it?"

"worth."

"Then you pay."

So Ding Yi counted out five hundred coins, took the small dagger, and asked for another one tomorrow when he brought enough money.The two went to the leather shop to get a dagger sheath, and then rented a carriage to go back.

On the way, Mu Feng asked: "Why did you buy me a dagger?"

"Self-defense is also good," Ding Yi replied.

Mu Feng compared the length with his hands and said, "I'm afraid it's just a decoration."

"Do you know that some parts of the human body are particularly fragile, not to mention this dagger is sharp, if used well, it may not be fatal." Ding Yi explained.

"That's the secret cast of the pearl. Why don't you keep it."

Ding Yi shook his head and refused, "I'll teach you, put it in your boots with you from now on, so you can feel more at ease when I'm not around."

Mu Feng's heart warmed up, and he didn't overwhelm himself with too many skills, "Just learn. I don't have any foundation at all."

"You can take your time."

Anything can be slow if given long enough.