I am the empress, you still tell me to run away?

Lin Xuan was a little in awe of this powerful blacksmith proprietress.

Picking up a few swords at random, Lin Xuan tried them out. They were all bronze swords, weighing about 25 to [-] jins, and the scabbards were only [-] to [-] jins.

"Just this one." Lin Xuan picked out one of the swords, "How much is it?"

"Ten gold." The proprietress said.

"it is good."

Lin Xuan took out the purse, paid ten gold, and picked up the sword, which felt a little heavy, but at least from today onwards, he was also a sword bearer.

However, when he gets home, he can take out the bronze sword and replace it with the wooden sword that the system gave him at check-in.

This will make it lighter.

【I'm so smart! 】

"My lord doesn't seem to be satisfied with this sword, why did you choose this sword?"

The proprietress was a little puzzled about Lin Xuan's behavior.

You must know that for all the people of great power, the sword is more important than life, and there are very few people who are as casual as Lin Xuan.

"Oh, this sword is the most convenient, it would be great if it could be lighter."

Lin Xuan said with emotion.

Fighting with a sword is not suitable for him at all, running ahead is the most important thing.

If it wasn't for looking ordinary in the crowd, why would he need to come here to buy such a heavy sword?

"My lord wants a sword that is lighter than this sword?" The proprietress became more and more confused, "My lord knows that the lighter the sword, the easier it is to break. If you are dissatisfied with this sword, we can order a light sword for you." sword!"

Custom light saber?

Lin Xuan nodded: "Okay, I will give you a casting drawing some other day, and you can forge according to the drawing."

I remember that the system has sent two sword casting maps, and it should be good to hand it over to the owner of the iron sword shop to customize a sword.

Casting map?

When the proprietress heard what Lin Xuan said, her eyes suddenly lit up.

You must know that in this era, it is not a famous sword, not a sword used by the military, and there are very few casting drawings handed down.

She can support the entire blacksmith shop here by herself, nothing more than a broken casting map passed down by her ancestors, and now there is a noble person who is willing to directly send the casting map.

Even if she doesn't forge swords according to the method on the forging map in the future, but only uses a little secret method in it, the sword forging technology can still advance by leaps and bounds.

"Thank you sir!"

The proprietress thanked me very excitedly.

Ah this.

Lin Xuan was a little speechless, he asked the proprietress to forge a sword, why did the proprietress express his gratitude to him?

Immediately after he thought about it, he realized that he probably felt that he was generous and took care of the business.

Leaving the blacksmith shop, Lin Xuan continued walking on the streets of the West Market with a sword in hand.

Next he was going to buy a carriage as a means of transportation.

Otherwise, walking a long way to work every day is really terrible.

In addition, if you have a carriage, you have to hire a coachman.

The only tricky thing here is, is there anyone willing to be a coachman for the remnants of the former nobles in Yongle Lane?

Lin Xuan laughed at himself, no matter how you say it, let's see it first.

As we walked, there was a lot of voices in front of us.

A little closer, I heard a wealthy businessman shouting in a loud voice: "...Masters, here is a girl with a sign, take it back to serve tea and water, warm the bed when you grow up, you can do whatever you want, everyone Come take a look, pass by, don't miss it!"

"There are clever children here, take them back to be bookboys, drive cars to cook, and bring glory to the mansion!"

"There are also soldiers from Wei State, men from the grassland, who are good at farming!"

"..."

Just as Lin Xuan stopped and looked over, he saw a disgraced little girl on the stage meeting his gaze...

Chapter 32 You will be called Luo Li from now on

With a shout, someone who looked like a housekeeper soon stepped forward, talked to the boss, and then pulled a string of strong slaves away.

Someone who looked like a jackal stepped forward, pointed at a few clean-looking little girls, paid a bag of money, and took these little girls away.

There was also a rich businessman who looked very rough, walked over, held hands with the boss, made a few gestures on the sleeves, seemed to have negotiated a good price, and asked his subordinates to take away a large number of slaves.

The speed of this transaction was surprising.

The passers-by around the platform also dispersed one after another.

On the left side of the table was a little girl with a disheveled face.

On the right side, there is one and a half legs bandaged, looking very weak, a Wei soldier who will die at any time.

The body of this Wei State soldier looked very strong, but one leg was injured, and there seemed to be no chance of recovery. To the buyer, it was equivalent to a waste that could only eat.

"Boss, I want these two, how much?"

Lin Xuan stepped forward and pointed to the little girl on the stage and the injured Wei soldiers.

"My lord, hello!" Seeing Lin Xuan, the boss immediately trotted over enthusiastically, "My lord, look at the little girl, although she looks a little ugly, she is still very smart to work with, maybe she can do it well." Turning into a white swan. This soldier is a gift... My lord, just hardware, hardware, what do you think?"

"100 knives!"

Lin Xuan said lightly.

"My lord, most of the money we got from selling slaves didn't go into our pockets, how many people..."

The boss quickly whispered that it seemed that Lin Xuan's price was too low.

"90 knives." Lin Xuan smiled, "Or you can keep it and continue to feed them."

"My lord, this business is difficult to do."

The boss glanced at the unsold little girl and Wei Guo soldiers, and his face was a little downcast.

Seeing that Lin Xuan is so young and an official, he still wants to cheat. Didn't everyone say that young masters and adults spend money like water, who would have thought that they would meet such a poor and stingy person?

"80 knives, no, I'm leaving."

Lin Xuan flicked his sleeves, ready to leave.

"My lord, deal! Deal!"

With a smile on his face, the boss handed over the transaction documents to Lin Xuan, and took the money along the way.

80 knives, selling two money-losing goods, still made a lot of money.

"Get two crutches, unchain him, and let him follow me."

Lin Xuan glanced at the chains on the injured Wei soldier's feet and said.

The boss quickly said: "My lord, don't look at him as weak, if you untie it if you don't tame it, I'm afraid it will hurt people."

Lin Xuan waved his hand: "It's okay, tell him that he can live by following me, but everyone has the idea of ​​survival, otherwise, how can I take him back?"

The boss cupped his hands and said, "Yes, yes, my lord."

Seeing that the boss was busy, Lin Xuan looked at the disheveled little girl and pulled the weed off her head: "Wait and watch him, there will be porridge tonight."

Hearing the porridge, the disheveled little girl nodded quickly, almost drooling.

She had been staring at Lin Xuan just now, in fact, she had a little hope, but no matter what, she never thought that Lin Xuan would really buy her.

Just like that, Lin Xuan walked in front, followed by a little girl and a wounded slave on crutches.

If they were allowed to follow back to Yongle Lane like this, there was a high probability that the wounded slave would die.

Fortunately, there is a carriage shop not far ahead.

Lin Xuan didn't know anything about horses, but he remembered the price of horses in the game design. He paid 30 gold and bought a carriage.

The owner of the carriage shop said that if there is any problem with the carriage, he can give a discount for the next repair.

Originally, Lin Xuan wanted the wounded soldier to drive, but after walking so far on crutches, he seemed to have become weaker.

Let such a weak person drive the carriage... At least Lin Xuan dare not ride it.

Therefore, Lin Xuan paid another 15 knives to hire an old man who drove.

The wounded soldier and the driver sat in front of the carriage, and Lin Xuan took the disheveled girl in the carriage.

I have to say that the layout of the carriage is quite good, and the seating is comfortable.

After about 30 minutes, I returned to Yongle Lane.

With such a calculation, it will be much more convenient to commute to Honglu Temple in the future.

……

In the small courtyard, Lin Xuan settled down the wounded soldier and gave him some treatment, which made the wounded soldier of Wei State who had no hope of surviving feel grateful.

When his injury heals, he will be a qualified coachman, and he may be able to use it for running in the future.

Next is this disgraced little girl.

She didn't know what was applied on her face, and she couldn't wash it off with clean water. No wonder she was rejected by the slave traders.

"come over!"

Lin Xuan asked the little girl to come over, touched her face, and frowned slightly.

This greasy state is somewhat similar to oil, and it is easy to understand the reason.

"Master, the things on my face can't be washed off." The little girl was not surprised by Lin Xuan's behavior, and said, "If the master despises my ugliness, you can kick me out."

"Drive out?" Lin Xuan smiled, "Your identity is a slave, if you are let out like this, you will be captured or even killed at any time."

"Master, please don't drive me away!"

Hearing what Lin Xuan said, the little girl's eyes flickered, a little frightened.

Under the grape trellis, Lin Xuan was speechless to the little girl's reaction.When he was in Tiandu West Market, this little girl could keep staring at him, but now she has hidden all kinds of cleverness.

"Well, I won't turn you away. What's your name?"

"Glass."

"Li? Then you will be called Luo Li from now on."

"Thank you master for giving me the name!"

Luo Li, this name sounds very nice, she is very happy.

"Master, the thing on my face was painted on by an old man. He said that no one can remove it."

To be honest, Luo Li didn't want to become so ugly, but if she remained so ugly, she would be stared at by those fat people with disgusting eyes, and would be in unimaginable danger.

Luo Li didn't know the specific danger, but the old man would not lie to her.

The reason why he fixed his eyes on Lin Xuan and asked for help with his eyes was actually the grandfather's advice.

Now Lin Xuan bought her and treated the uncle who had injured his leg. He is a really good person, even in the future...

"As for the things on your face, I'll wash them off for you."

Lin Xuan patted Luo Li's head, turned around and walked into the room.

To be honest, if there were some kind of birthmark on Luo Li's face, he really couldn't help it, but mixed oil like oil would be easy to deal with.

Sometimes, some daily necessities sent by the waste system at check-in seem to be really useful.

"Come and wipe your face and wash it off."

Luo Li let Lin Xuan help her wash her face, feeling puzzled and looking forward to it.

Can the master really wash her face clean?

Chapter 33 The Praying Mantis Catches the Cicada, the Oriole Follows