From afar, the sound of knocking could be heard. It was the hot summer season, and hot air surged out of the blacksmith shop.
Two disciples were working half-naked. One of them was using a clamp to pick up a red-hot iron piece and put it on the stone platform.
The other one swung his sledgehammer and smashed it down.
Under the awning outside the blacksmith shop, an old man who was over fifty years old was lying leisurely on a chair. He was holding a small teapot in his hand and humming a tune.
"Shopkeeper Fan, you sure are free.”
Lin Xuan teased.
This old man was quite familiar with him. He would come to the shop every three to five days to get some wine.
"Yo, isn't this Shopkeeper Lin?"
Old Man Fan opened his eyes and saw that it was Lin Xuan. He quickly stood up and said,"Why are you free to come to my place today?
I still have to thank you. A few days ago, Constable Xing returned money from every house. I also got two taels.”
Lin Xuan smiled and said,"That was originally your money, Manager Fan."
I have business today."
"Business?"
Old man Fan rubbed his bald head."Shopkeeper Lin, don't try to trick me. I've always been the one who brings you business.”
"What a business."
Lin Xuan said.
Old man Fan pulled him into the blacksmith shop. There were various kitchen knives on the shelves.
"Shopkeeper Lin, you can choose for yourself. I'll give you the one that you like. I'll give you a 50% discount for two and a 30% discount for three.”
The shopkeeper said.
"Why would I buy a kitchen knife?"
Lin Xuan smiled and took out an ingot of silver and placed it on the table,"This time, I came to ask you to forge two swords for me.”
"What does Shopkeeper Lin want a sword for?"
"I didn't know you practiced kung fu."”
"Heh, Old Fan, you're right. I recently obtained two new weapon manuals and am lacking suitable swords to practice with.”
"In a radius of hundreds of miles, your blacksmithing skills are the best. You're famous far and near."
This is the deposit. If it's less, I'll give it to you. If it's more, you can use it to buy wine.
However, I'll say this first. Don't fool me with defective products.”
Old Fan grinned, revealing his yellow teeth.""I don't have the confidence to forge ten thousand refined swords, but I can forge two thousand refined steel swords for you.
This time, I won't charge you for your work, I'll only charge you the cost price. But after this, Shopkeeper Lin, you have to give me the best Zhuyeqing.”
"No problem."
Lin Xuan nodded.”
"Enough, enough."
Old Fan was grinning from ear to ear.
"When can I come and get it?"
he asked.
"Seven days."
"It just so happens that there isn't much business in the shop recently. I'll start work later."”
Walking out of the blacksmith shop, Lin Xuan's mood was especially comfortable. He bought some meat and vegetables before returning to the restaurant.
There was still a long time before the appearance of Tongfu Inn. Scholar Lu was still in Shangru Inn reciting the name of the scholar. He also casually ate three meals a day, steamed buns and vegetarian dishes.
Sometimes, when he really couldn't stand it anymore, he would give Scholar Lu some food or ask him to come to the restaurant to eat.
It was late in the morning. Just as he finished settling the recent accounts and was about to prepare dinner, he saw the criminal constable walk in.
"Little brother, cook a few good dishes for big brother and two taels of old white wine.”
Old Xing took off his saber and placed it on the table, his face beaming.
"Did something good happen today?"
He was curious.
"What good thing can there be? It's just that I've just received my monthly salary and meal allowance.”
"If you don't pay me, I'll have to come here to freeload," said Old Xing.”
"Welcome."
Lin Xuan smiled.
"Old Xing, you don't have to pay for this meal. I just bought some vegetables and meat.”
Old Xing shook his head." That won't do. Brother, although you have a family background, you're not very rich. You can help me out when you're in trouble, and I'll be grateful. Today, I'm rich, so this meal is on me no matter what."”
"Then you pay for the dishes and I'll pay for the wine.”
Lin Xuan said.
"Hehe, sure, sure."
Old Xing rubbed his hands.”
"No problem."
He opened a jar of Nu 'er Hong and went to the kitchen to stir-fry. In about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, he had made two meat and three vegetables soup.
The two of them started drinking. Fortunately, Xing Yusen did not dare to get drunk during the day.
After the fun, he went to patrol the streets again.
After cleaning up the dishes, Lin Xuan went to the backyard to continue cultivating his martial arts.
Seven days passed in the blink of an eye. As promised, he brought a jar of Zhuyeqing to the blacksmith shop to get a sword from old man Fan.
Old Fan brought him to the backyard of the blacksmith shop and took out a long wooden box.
"Shopkeeper Lin, the sword you want is inside.”
With that, he opened the box.
A sheathed longsword and a sheathed saber lay quietly inside.
"This is your Bamboo Leaf Green."
He put down the wine jar, and Old Fan opened it impatiently. He smelled it, and his face was intoxicated.
"Good wine."
Lin Xuan first took out the long sword. Weng, his palm shook slightly, and the long sword was unsheathed. He felt a cold light flash in front of him, and the sword landed in his hand.
This scene surprised Old Fan slightly, and he thought to himself that he had misjudged.
He originally thought that Lin Xuan was only doing it on a whim and wanted to play with the sword, but with this move just now, Old Fan knew that Lin Xuan had real martial arts.
Lin Xuan did not care about Old Fan's difference. His gaze was now on this Thousand Refined Steel Sword.
The sword was three feet long, and there were patterns of clouds on both sides. It was very exquisite, and it shone brightly under the sun.
Moreover, it was made to look like an antique, looking very old.
"How's my cooking?"
Old Fan asked.
"There's nothing to say."
Lin Xuan praised.
"Watch carefully."
Old Fan pulled out a strand of hair from Lin Xuan's body and placed it on the blade. The strand of hair broke into two and floated down.
When you blow the hair, you can see how sharp it is.
"Good sword."
His eyes were filled with love.
He sheathed his sword and pulled out his saber. It was three feet long, had a thick back and a narrow blade, and was about the width of a thumb. The blade was black, and it was also made of hair.
Putting the sword into the wooden box, Lin Xuan cupped his fists,"Thank you, Manager Fan."
"It's a small matter, but you must be careful when you play. The sword is too sharp, so be careful of accidental injuries.”
Old Fan reminded.
"I woke up."
Lin Xuan nodded and took out ten taels of silver from his body. Ordinary swords in the martial arts world cost two or three taels.
Not to mention these two thousand refined weapons.
In the end, Old Fan was only willing to accept five taels. He didn't insist and left the blacksmith shop with the wooden box.
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