Daqin: Inheriting the Sword Saint and being read by Zulong

Chapter 246 A piece of broken copper and rotten iron, Qin Banliang

"This kid is a fool at all, right? Think we are here to sell swords?"

"This kid is really ignorant. He must be the stupid son of a wealthy businessman. He thinks he is a genius in business. When he saw someone carrying a sword into Xianyang, he thought it was a sword seller."

"This kid, I laughed out my stomach. How ignorant is this kid?"

"What's more, doing sword business in Xianyang? How is this different from courting death? This kid must be a fool."

Everyone laughed, and the tense atmosphere suddenly eased a lot.

In the suburbs of Xianyang tomorrow, we don't know what will happen, so everyone is a little worried.

Seeing the boy's cute appearance at this moment, they all laughed heartily.

However, at this moment, the young man smiled gently, and walked over to those gangsters.

then.

"Do you want to sell your swords? I can pay a very high price."

That appearance was respectful and polite, which definitely didn't look like teasing or joking.

Immediately, those gangsters laughed even more happily.

"This kid is really here to buy swords. I almost thought he was the thirteenth son pretending to come here on purpose to tease us."

"That's right! I almost had the same idea just now. I've heard that the thirteenth son doesn't play cards according to common sense. He does things very weirdly, and people can't figure it out anyway."

"But now it seems that we are worrying too much. The thirteenth son is insidious and cunning, but the person in front of him has a simple face. It is absolutely impossible for the thirteenth son or the person sent by the thirteenth son."

"He really came here to buy a sword. Look at his pocket, it's heavy. It seems to contain..."

No one noticed that the corners of the boy's eyes twitched slightly.

[Nimma!Who do you look down on?What is insidious and cunning? 】

【I'm called witty, extremely clever, extremely intelligent...】

"Get out! Don't disturb the good spirits of the old men, we still have to drink. If you want to buy a sword, go out of Xianyang and pass Sanshilipu, then go all the way north, and you can find the blacksmith's shop in less than three days."

At this moment, a scarred face rolled his eyes and said impatiently.

"Thank you for your advice, brother, I'll go right away."

The young man nodded respectfully, then turned around and left, causing another burst of ridicule.

Identification is completed.

This kid is indeed a fool.

He will believe whatever others say.

"It's really strange. Some people say that there are many sword merchants here. And they all carry swords, which is a bit troublesome..."

"I have brought so much gold, how can I get to Shisanlipu?"

The boy muttered as he walked, then reached out and patted his pocket.

clap clap.

The sound of gold colliding with each other suddenly sounded in the pocket. The sound was so pleasant, although it was very small, it instantly covered all the sounds.

The hall was silent again.

The eyes of all the gangsters lit up, and their gazes involuntarily fell on the place where the sound was made just now, and they saw that the kid's pockets were bulging.

Moreover, the opening of the pocket actually emitted a golden light.

Really gold?
"Little brother, come here."

The impatience on the scarred face instantly turned into a smiling face, trying to make himself look like a monk.

"What advice do you have?" The boy raised his brows, hehe, he was fooled after all.

"You want to buy a sword? How much do you plan to pay?"

The scarred face said with a smile, but it was full of malicious intentions.

"That depends on the quality of the sword."

The young man said lightly, "If it's a magic weapon, I don't have enough of it in my pocket. But if it's scrap metal or something, then the price will naturally be greatly reduced."

"Then how much is my long sword worth?"

With a snap, Scarface slapped his long sword on the table, and he looked at the boy playfully.

The young man looked down at the long sword, and saw that the long sword was very gorgeous, and the scabbard was dotted with various pearls and agates, shining brightly.

"Okay! Deal! One piece of broken copper and rotten iron, one piece of Qin Banliang!"

As he said that, the young man directly took out a Qin Banliang from his pocket, put it on the table, and then unceremoniously went to get the long sword.

Puff!
Scarface almost spit out a mouthful of old wine, and one was the long sword he was holding, with an angry face: "What are you kidding? This is called scrap metal? Although my long sword is not as good as the top ten The sword, but it is also from the hands of a famous craftsman, and it is only worth a Qin Banliang? Are you kidding me?"

"Brother, you are a little out of character. If it is an ordinary long sword, it is naturally worth tens of thousands, but although your long sword is gorgeously decorated, all the decorations on it are broken of."

"Besides, if I guess correctly, the long sword is also broken in the scabbard. Isn't that just a piece of scrap metal?"

The boy said solemnly.

"Hahaha! This kid is really stupid!"

"This long sword looks expensive, but he only produced one Qin Banliang? It looks like a profiteer."

"I didn't expect him to look stupid and cute, but he turned out to be a complete profiteer. Sure enough, there is no business without profiteering, and no business without profiteering."

"Hehe, if you can buy a long sword at this price, then there is really something wrong with it."

The gangsters around were immediately happy.

They naturally understood in their hearts that it was impossible for any one of them to sell their saber or knives to others, unless the price offered by the other party far exceeded expectations.

Even so, you have to weigh whether your practice of selling your own saber and knives will arouse the contempt of other gangsters.

When Scarface said that he would sell his long sword just now, he was obviously teasing that idiot.

But he never expected that the boy would only give him one Qin Banliang.

Immediately, everyone burst out laughing.

Scarface's complexion was a little gloomy, and then he sneered: "Don't joke around here, you kid, go do what you should do. How could my long sword be broken? I'll let you see my long sword today. The edge of the sword."

He deliberately showed off his magic weapon, so he pulled out the long sword in an instant.

He is confident that just relying on the sharpness of this long sword, he can directly scare the opponent into the urine.

Unexpectedly, at the moment when the long sword was unsheathed.

with a snap.

A broken sword fell directly to the ground.

The audience was silent for an instant, everyone was slightly surprised, and then laughed again.

"I'll go! Is it really a broken sword?"

(End of this chapter)