“I want to find something suitable for gifts…”

Cao Wei had just opened his head, and the blond man opposite him had already reached over with interest and began to ask questions.

"Is it for a friend? A man or a woman?"

“Is there any difference?”

"certainly."

Answering Cao Wei's question in a positive tone, the blonde man pointed to the wall opposite him while showing a hearty smile.

"If you are giving a gift to a man, then I suggest you look at the knives and armor."

"From the traditional Chinese Han sword to the Japanese samurai sword, from Southeast Asia to the Robo sword in Africa, including the curved blade sword in ancient Egypt, the bronze dagger sword used by ancient Greece and Romans, the medieval knight sword in Europe, and the formal sword used by noble duels in the past. It can be said that as long as it is a cold weapon that exists in this world, I have it here. Even if it doesn't have it now, it doesn't matter. As long as you are willing to wait, I can create it!"

"Believe me, this is a man's romance, a gift that no man can refuse. Unless his androgens are no longer secreted, I don't think there is a man who can reject these works of art that symbolizes violence and has historical precipitation."

"artwork?"

Cao Wei walked forward and casually took out a short knife with a rib-like appearance. The short knife had a texture like a crack in a pine tree, and the blade was ground into a snow-white shape, eroding patterns on the knife like waves.

With a gentle wipe of your fingers, your skin was immediately cut. Even if you don’t have the legendary level of cutting gold and jade, it almost seemed like a haircut.

"Such sharp cold weapons, do you think they are works of art?"

"Of course. Every weapon here is carefully studied and then copied bit by bit. For example, you said that your ribs were created by me based on the skills of Neon. From the perspective of modern metallurgy, I don't think my works have any problems and will not be worse than those so-called master's works. So, is there any problem to say that they are works of art?"

Big Jones answered in a natural tone. Cao Wei was immediately surprised when he heard what he said.

"You said these are your works? Do you forge weapons?"

"Look at what you said! Who do you look down on?"

Although he speaks fluent Cantonese, Big Jones still maintains the usual Westerner's temper.

So after rolling his eyes, he pointed his nose with his thumb without hesitation, and then his mouth was grinning, revealing a sharp mouth of teeth from his unkempt beard.

"I am a PhD in Metallurgy from the University of Tennessee at Knoxville. My family has been engaged in the blacksmith since the 16th century. My feelings for the family have been growing up by fire and anvil since childhood, but my feelings for the family have penetrated into my bone marrow. Shortly after I obtained my doctorate, I obtained the qualification of a senior knife maker from the American Forging Knife Association. This is almost the highest honor for a knife maker."

"It's not that I brag. If you don't look at the so-called ancient craftsmanship, you can't find anyone in Xiangjiang who can beat me in metallurgical forging!"

"Oh, this is really unexpected?"

After changing to a imitation Tang-style large horizontal sword, Cao Wei shook it off twice, and then suddenly slashed the long sword down like a train.

This is to test the format and center of gravity of the knife. For a person like him who has been practicing martial arts for many years, it is almost clear whether a knife has any problems as soon as he gets started.

Because the essence of national martial arts lies in combat. Although each martial arts has its own strengths, no matter which one is, as long as you touch the familiar weapon, you must be familiar with it as soon as you start to think about it, just like using your fingers.

Cao Wei practiced the Four Symbol Fist by himself. In addition to the basic skills of fisting and kicking, the rest of these Four Symbol Fist is almost all above one knife and one shot.

The knife is a Miao knife. Strictly speaking, it should be a two-handed sword in the Ming Dynasty, which is a big gun, and a long soldier that is about 100 feet long. Although the Tang sword is shorter than the Miao knife, it is not a problem for Cao Wei. With a simple vertical chop, Cao Wei also stroked the back of the knife and began to praise him without hesitation.

"What a center of gravity, you won't drag it down if you cut it, and you will be sent or received by your heart. Boss Jones's skills are really amazing!"

"Just call me Big Jones." Looking at Cao Weilu's skills, Big Jones immediately shone in his eyes. "Cao Sheng, have you practiced Kung Fu?"

"Fortunately, I have practiced for a few years!"

"Are you interested in learning? To be honest, I am very interested in Kung Fu. I am also a veteran martial arts enthusiast. In the United States, I have studied in Bruce Lee's gym, and I am still a karate black belt. I think we must have a lot of common language..."

Big Jones was very determined and interested. It was obviously a sign of joy when he saw the hunt. But Cao Wei was completely unconscious at this moment, and just waved his hand very perfunctorily.

"Next time, it will definitely be next time."

"Tsk...that's a shame."

After all, Big Jones still remembers his store duties, so he doesn't want to take Cao Wei, a customer, to have one on the spot.

But looking at his eagerness to try, Cao Wei was a little doubtful whether he would find an opportunity to turn his back on him and launch a sneak attack on him.

Don’t underestimate these martial arts madmen. Their brain circuits are different from those of ordinary people. Cao Wei knew this, so he immediately changed the topic.

"Big Jones, do you accept customization here?"

"Customized? Are you talking about customizing this cold weapon?"

After looking at Cao Wei, Big Jones wiped his beard on his hand, and then nodded decisively.

"Of course. But there is a prerequisite..."

"First of all, I won't make that fancy thing. I won't do stupid things that carve a huge decoration on the sword grid of a sword, which completely shifts the center of gravity of this cold weapon."

"In addition, if you make your request, I will also propose my plan. Generally speaking, as a professional knife maker, I will make certain additions and decreases on your basic requirements, but based on my professional principles, it will definitely be a better choice. You can refuse, but if you don't agree, I'm embarrassed. I won't just waste my skills."

“Very reasonable and acceptable.”

Cao Wei nodded, not thinking there was anything wrong with Big Jones' statement.

This is the craftsman spirit that was once boasted in later generations. Of course, it is not the craftsman spirit that needs to drink a sip of toilet water after brushing the toilet, but the attitude of a craftsman having enough confidence in his works and absolutely responsible.

With this attitude, as long as what he says is not a singular singularity, what he handed over must be a satisfactory work.

This can be seen from the swords placed in the store. It is because of this that Cao Wei is willing to discuss this business with confidence.

"Cao Sheng is indeed a trained and sensible person. Unlike the young people nowadays, he knows how to mess around."

Haha, Big Jones was obviously happy for Cao Wei's trust. But soon, he raised his eyebrows and said something like this.

"There is another point...that is the price. Cao Sheng, I have to explain it in advance. I will ask me to customize the refrigeration weapon, the price is quite expensive."

“How expensive?”

"It depends on what your requirements are. If your requirements are high enough and the materials required are expensive enough, a luxuriously decorated refined weapon that is hundreds of thousands of dollars will be casual. Of course, this price is generally not enough."

"But it's not that cheap. You can't even pay for my labor costs as soon as I open the furnace. So the minimum price is 3,000 US dollars, or 20,000 Hong Kong dollars. This is the minimum limit I can accept. If you don't even want to pay this money, then I suggest you don't think about customization. Just pick a handy bargain from my store."

To be honest, Big Jones was a little worried about Cao Wei's financial resources.

Because to be honest, those who practice martial arts may not be rich. When he was in the United States, he had seen many martial arts schools that were so poor that they could not even afford the rent.

If you say that they don’t have real skills, it may not be possible. But they are just doing so miserably. If you want to talk about the reason, you can only say that this era has no place to use their skills.

In ancient times, you could join the army by practicing martial arts, but you really gained a fame immediately. But now, it is better to teach dancing to make money than to open a martial arts school.

Times have changed, and there is no room for martial arts practitioners to play.

Unless you have a way to enter the violent organs of those countries, your martial arts will not have much room to play.

After all, only a few people can become masters like Bruce Lee and become international movie stars. Most martial arts practitioners are not so decent at all, and they just barely wander around food and clothing.

Big Jones knew this, so he said so clearly. He didn't look good on both sides of his face. This is also a little bit of human nature he learned over the years in Xiangjiang.

This is just not very common to Cao Wei.

"Don't worry. As long as you can meet my requirements, you won't be missing a penny."

Seeing that Cao Wei's words didn't look fake, Big Jones shrugged simply.

"Okay. Since you are so persistent, I naturally have no reason not to do the business delivered to you. Tell me, what do you want to customize and how to customize it."

"I want to customize one seedling knife according to my current size."

"Is it the way in "Xinyou Sword Technique" and "Single Sword Technique Selection"? I have done this. Well, according to your body proportions, a long sword can be made into five feet, which is 155 cm to 160 cm in length, while a short sword can be made into three feet and six inches, which is almost 120 cm."

He took a pen and ruler and measured Cao Wei's height and wingspan slightly. Big Jones recorded the data very professionally and put forward further requirements.
Chapter completed!