wind and rain scissors shop

Chapter 172 II 37. Scraping Flesh Healing
The Mongolian man turned his head to look at Tian Erya, and said angrily, "Could it be that you have a solution?"

Tian Erya took out a pair of small U-shaped scissors: "Would you like to try it?"

The Mongolian man doubted: "Its blade is so thin, can it cut the wire?"

"Anyway, there is no other good way, and there is no harm in trying."

The Mongolian man nodded: "You are right, cut it for me!"

Tian Erya said it easily, but her heart was full of fear, she took the scissors and passed through the wire ring that was attached to the flesh, and cut it hard, with a click, the wire snapped.

The Mongolian man was so happy that he tore off two pieces of wire and laughed loudly: "It's finally broken."

Tian Erya breathed a sigh of relief: "Why did you wrap the wire around your hands?"

"I'm going to repair the yurt today, and I wrapped this piece of wire around my hand in the middle, but I couldn't untie it. Young man, thanks to you, your scissors are pretty good, where did you buy them?"

"I forged it myself."

The Mongolian man's eyes widened: "Are you a blacksmith?"

Tian Erya put away the scissors: "Yes."

"Can you show me the scissors again?"

Tian Erya handed over the scissors.

The Mongolian man looked back and forth: "Your scissors are the same as our Mongolian women's needlework scissors. There is nothing unusual. When opening and closing, sometimes fingers are caught, and usually they only cut a thread, and they can't cut felt cloth. How could it be?" Can you cut the wire?"

"The trick is in the edge of the scissors."

"Your ones are indeed different from others. How much are these scissors?"

Tian Erya is as good as others: "Ninety essays."

"So expensive?" The Mongolian man hesitated, looking back and forth, a little reluctant to put it down, "If I buy a lot, can you make it cheaper?"

"How much do you want?"

"1000."

Tian Erya gasped: "So much?"

The Mongolian man shook his head: "Not many. If the price is cheap enough, I would like to order another [-]."

"Twenty thousand?" Tian Erya almost fainted. "What do you need so many scissors for?"

"Sell it!"

"There are not many people in this place. Who are you selling to when you buy so many scissors?"

The Mongolian man smiled: "Look at my attire, and you should know that I am from the grassland. When the Naadam Conference in our grassland is held, people from all directions gather, at most tens of thousands of people. As long as the things are good, you don't have to worry about selling them." goods."

Tian Erya regretted: "I really want to take your business, but I can't forge so many scissors by myself, and I don't have that much capital to purchase iron and carbon, and hire blacksmiths."

"How many scissors can you forge now?"

"Including the ones in hand, about a hundred."

"I want them all," said the Mongolian man. "Do you have ring-handled scissors?"

Tian Erya nodded: "There are more than 100."

"I took it all too."

Tian Erya was so excited that she almost fainted. Just as she was about to raise the price, the Mongolian man yelled, "Boy, where are you going?" He also rushed out.When she reacted slowly and was at a loss, she saw the owner of the pharmacy walking out, so she hurried out with her.

Wu Xiangrong was looking around on the street, when he suddenly saw a fat man with a big belly in a Mongolian robe rushing out, he punched him, dodged quickly, and took a closer look: "Altai, what's your skill in sneak attack?"

"Stop talking nonsense. Take your life!" Altai punched hard and fast.

Without flinching, Wu Xiangrong rushed forward to fight.

His guard drew a knife to help, but was stopped by a Mongolian with a knife on the road, and the two sides also began to fight.

Tian Erya saw them fighting in the street and overturning all the things of the nearby vendors, feeling very helpless.She stretched her neck, hoping that they would finish the fight quickly, for fear of losing the business.

Both Wu Xiangrong and Altai wanted to beat each other to the ground, and they were merciless. They broke into the shop from the street and kicked over a lot of things.

The owner of the pharmacy saw the medicine cabinet fell to the ground, and the herbs were scattered, and shouted distressedly: "Stop beating, please stop quickly."

Wu Xiangrong and Altai ignored it, and still beat and kicked me.

Tian Erya's eyes were dazzled, seeing that one of them kicked the charcoal basin away, and the fiery red charcoal splashed in all directions and fell to the ground.The two of them wrestled together and fell onto the burning coals.She rushed over and pushed them away forcefully, wondering if he fell to the ground, her calf pressed against the carbon, the pungent, burning and scorched meat smell spread immediately, she grinned in pain.

Wu Xiangrong and Altai stopped at the same time and rushed in front of her, not knowing what to do.

It was the pharmacy owner who reacted quickly, and directly poured a bucket of water with ice slag on Tian Erya's legs.One hot and one cold until Tian Erya grinned.

Altai started to pull Tian Erya's pants: "Let me see how the injury is doing?"

Tian Erya broke into a cold sweat from the pain, dragged her legs, and dodged his hands.

"It's all old men, what are you afraid of?"

Wu Xiangrong pushed him away: "She's a girl."

Altai was dumbfounded: "Huh?"

Wu Xiangrong picked up Tian Erya and asked the pharmacy owner, "Is there any room inside?"

"Yes. Come with me." The pharmacy owner hurriedly told the staff to take the scald medicine and the medicine box, and led them into the inner room.

Altai also wanted to enter, but was pushed out by Wu Xiangrong, angry: "I just want to see how she is hurt, her leg is hurt, it's not somewhere else, let's see what's wrong."

"Men and women don't accept each other. If a man sees her as a girl, she will be gossiped about other places other than her face and hands."

"You Han people have a lot of real things, but we Mongolians don't care about trivial matters."

Wu Xiangrong cast a glance at him, he had no intention of arguing with him, his face was full of remorse.

The boy came out with a pale face, and just as Altai was about to speak, he heard Tian Erya's lung-piercing cry from inside.

Wu Xiangrong grabbed the buddy and asked, "Is she all right?"

"How could it be all right? The flesh is all burnt, and the wound the size of a palm is black. You have to use a knife to scrape off the scalded part little by little, and then apply medicine."

Wu Xiangrong's shoulders slumped, and Altai punched the wall with his fist.

Tian Erya endured the pain of scraping and peeling the flesh, and when the pharmacy owner finished treating the wound, she fainted from the pain.

The owner of the pharmacy wiped his sweat and saw Altai and Wu Xiangrong waiting anxiously at the door, and said, "The wound has been treated, so I have to rest and rest. I can't get out of bed for ten days and a half months."

Altai scratched his head: "Is she really a woman?"

"Yes. She fainted from the pain just now. I haven't had time to ask her about her situation. I will ask her after she wakes up and send her back to her residence. "

Wu Xiangrong said: "Her name is Tian Erya, she is my friend. I will take care of her."

The pharmacy owner said: "So you know this girl, so please take her back to her place..."

Altai hurriedly said: "I can also take care of her..."

"You take care of me! You are clumsy and you will hurt her." Wu Xiangrong had already asked the guards to rent a carriage, picked up Tian Erya, and went straight back to the barracks.

(End of this chapter)