Volume 1: Looking Northwest, Shooting the Sirius Chapter 53: Border Town Part 1
Chai Tiannuo was certain that the illusion he just saw was definitely caused by the Minghong Giant Blade.
This huge weapon that seems to be destroyed, if not preserved, it is a divine artifact!
"Uncle, how do you sell charcoal?"
He rushed to the side of the carbon car in a few steps. Chai Tiannuo couldn't help swallowing and spitting as he looked at Ming Hong flying up and down.
"Da Lang, do you want to buy charcoal, or do you want to buy this knife in my hand?"
The sixty-year-old man stopped what he was doing, picked up a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his face, and asked with a smile.
Chai Tiannuo grinned, yes, someone had seen through it, but the title of "Da Lang" was really unpleasant.
"I want to buy a knife, but is this really a knife?"
I can't blame Chai Tiannuo for saying this. The handle of the knife held by both hands was intact, and the knife guard was not damaged, but the broad and thick blade was directly deformed. It was better to say that it was a knife than a large flat iron block.
"A Taoist priest who came out of seclusion once saw this. He said it was an ancient sword, and it was named Minghong. It's a real antique, and it's very valuable!"
The charcoal seller grinned and said that he also felt that the Taoist with the bare-butt disciple was unreliable, so he hesitated when he said this.
Bare-butt apprentice, why is this description so familiar?
Chaitino couldn't help scratching his belly, then stopped talking nonsense and said directly to the old man:
"Uncle, I'm not here for free. You tell me the price. As long as I can afford it, I'll take it!"
Seeing Chaitino being so decisive, the old man hesitated a little:
"Dalang, I'm quite old and I don't want to lie to others."
"This Minghong is absolutely extraordinary. The porcelain is astonishingly solid. It has been more than ten years since I picked it up in the mountains. No matter how much I use it, it has not been damaged at all."
When Chai Tiannuo heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up, this was perfect for him!
Because of his great strength, many good knives were destroyed in his hands, and the strength of the porcelain was astonishing. This was what he wanted.
"But there's a flaw with it, and it can't be remade."
The old man smiled bitterly, looked at the confused Chai Tiannuo and explained:
"Some people have bought it at a high price before, but they returned it within a few days."
"This Minghong is not soft no matter how hard it is burned. Someone once took it to Longshan City and finally returned it after half a month of tossing. If it is true, there is nothing he can do."
So outrageous?
Chaitino was amazed. How did the knife melt?
Looking at the extremely ugly Ming Hong, Chai Tiannuo finally nodded:
"Whether it can be reforged or not, I want this Minghong. Sir, just give me your price!"
The charcoal seller hesitated for a long time and slowly stretched out a finger. Chai Tiannuo thought about it and nodded decisively:
"No problem, do you want a banknote or a silver ingot for one thousand taels?"
"If you want silver ingots, I'll ask Yi Cheng to help exchange it!"
"Are you crazy?!"
The charcoal seller and Chai Man'er exclaimed in unison. Before Chai Man'er could say anything else, the charcoal seller said in shock:
"Is there something wrong with your brain? How can an iron piece be worth a thousand taels of silver? I'm talking about ten taels, okay?"
"One thousand taels, that's it. Come with me to the inn to get the money!"
Chaitino waved his hand to stop the two of them from talking, and walked towards the inn with the charcoal seller.
"I said Da Lang, think about it again, think about it again, I only need ten taels, one thousand taels is too much!"
"Yes, young master, our money is not brought by the strong wind. How can anyone raise the price on their own when buying something?"
After entering the inn, the old man tried to persuade him, and Chai Man'er even lost his face. That was a thousand taels of silver, and a big man could pile it up into a mountain.
Chai Tiannuo ignored their nagging and went directly to the postman to explain his needs. The postmaster looked at him in surprise, tried to persuade him a few words, and finally let the postman run out with the banknotes.
Not long after, the postman walked in with a big bag on his back and a heavy layer of oily sweat on his forehead.
"Master, please don't say any more. This is a nine hundred tael of silver notes. In your pocket are fifty taels of silver ingots and fifty strings of large coins."
"It will be better to change it in advance to avoid getting into trouble. It will be better to use a carbon truck to take it away later."
"If you need it in the future, you can take the banknote and ask Master Yi to exchange it for you."
Chai Tiannuo spoke so carefully that it took the charcoal seller a long time to interrupt:
"Dalang, that Minghong is really not worth the price!"
“I think it’s worth it!”
After some persuasion, the charcoal seller was finally sent away. Chai Tiannuo looked at Chai Man'er who was about to cry and said seriously:
"Man'er, believe me. To me, that Minghong is a priceless treasure. It's worth a thousand taels of silver to the uncle!"
Chai Man'er thought for a while, smiled and nodded.
The young master is the master, and I feel happy when I think about how he can treat me with such a serious attitude.
"Master, what are you going to do?"
Seeing Chai Tiannuo walking outside the house, the little girl hurriedly said, "One trip out is worth a thousand taels of silver. If we go out a few more times, it won't be a waste of money."
"If you buy a whetstone, you won't believe in that evil!"
Not long after, Chaitino came back carrying a huge stone half a man's height.
He believed what the charcoal seller said. In his previous life, there were metals with high melting points that could not be melted and forged by ordinary heating methods.
In this case, I will use stupid methods to grind it bit by bit. As long as I work hard, I don’t believe that you can’t grind an iron pestle into a needle!
"Man'er poured some water for the young master. He's not going anywhere today. I don't believe he can drive this big piece of iron!"
"..."
The sound of sharpening the knife continued until sunset. Chai Tiannuo, who was sitting shirtless in the courtyard, was speechless. For most of the day, the whetstone was worn by himself. Minghong Datie Pianzi
Nothing has changed at all.
"Young Master, let's stop grinding. My shoulders are almost exhausted."
Chai Man'er said with a sad face that he spent most of the day just carrying water, and the meat and vegetables he had so easily replenished at noon were all in vain.
"Good baby, good baby, hahahaha!"
Chaitino, who was originally depressed, suddenly laughed loudly, which startled the little girl.
Chai Man'er pulled his arm worriedly:
"Master, I know it hurts you to spend a thousand taels to buy an iron lump, but we still have a lot of money, so don't get crazy!"
"Qiu is so crazy, I am so happy!"
Chaitino showed a heartfelt smile on his face. Seeing that the little girl didn't understand, he explained:
"I was a little annoyed before, but then I thought about it. Whether it has a front or not, it doesn't mean much to me!"
"With my strength, the big iron lump is probably more lethal than a sword. I can definitely use it as a trump card!"
Seeing that Chaitino was really happy, the little girl felt relieved.
"Master, why are you going?"
Seeing Chai Tiannuo put on his clothes and ran out, Chai Man'er had a headache and shouted, "Why can't the young master sit still for a while?"
"Ask a blacksmith to add a long handle. It can be used as a dual-use weapon. It can be a powerful weapon for charging into battle!"
"...a great weapon for charging into the formation and killing the big iron lump!"
After rubbing his belly, Chai Man'er went to the inn to order food first. He added some money and must have boiled mutton and crisp green leafy vegetables.
Early on the third day, after picking up the spare parts from the blacksmith shop, Chaitino galloped forward. After such a long delay, it was time to report to the border town.