"If you don't listen to their nonsense, these medicines will be sold to whoever comes to buy them. If there are too many people buying medicines in a few days and the supply exceeds demand, then we will raise the price a little." Zhao Zhengdao.
"You're still raising the price? I'm surprised that this elixir is sold at this price." Ma An took a breath of air.
"Qibao County is a small place, so the price of the Tiger Strength Yang Pill is about the same. If you take this pill to the imperial city 'Longlin City' and sell it, the price will definitely increase several times." Zhao Zheng said.
After that, he felt longing for it. This Longlin City is the imperial city of the Great Yan Kingdom and the core of the entire country. There are countless talents and masters in the city, and it is extremely exciting. When he came to this world, he could not go to other cities, but
This Longlin City must be visited no matter what.
"The gap between the rich and the poor is really too big. This pill is enough for the poor to last for several years, but the rich just opened their mouths and ate it." Ma An couldn't help but sigh.
"The wine and meat of the rich family stinks, and there are frozen bones on the road. It has been like this since ancient times. There is nothing we can do." Zhao Zheng didn't take it seriously and did not discuss this topic in depth.
Ma An then reported the sales situation in the past few days to Zhao Zheng in detail, and presented the account book to Zhao Zheng, explaining each item. In the account book, it was recorded in detail who the medicine was sold to and how much money was received.
In addition to the income, the account book also records the outgoings, such as Ma An's family's daily expenses and the money spent on buying clothes.
Ma An sells medicine for Zhao Zheng, and he is doing a big business. It is not enough to wear shabby clothes. The family has already ordered several new sets of clothes from a tailor and put them on. Now it seems that their family is definitely a wealthy family.
Zhao Zheng finished checking the accounts, took away the money Ma An had earned in the past few days, and left a small part for Ma An as expenses, and then left. Ma An still has more than 20 pills in hand, and some
It's enough to sell for a while, but it's still enough to sell for a while.
After leaving Fu'an Inn, Zhao Zheng did not go home directly, but walked to the south of the city, planning to go to Mu Yihe's blacksmith shop to ask if his sword was cast. It has been a long time since he last went to the blacksmith shop.
It had just been two months, and the deadline he had agreed with Mu Yihe had already expired.
He doesn't know how to wield a weapon yet, but he's not too eager to get this sword. The sword technique is very complicated and requires a lot of hard work to learn. He hasn't even laid the foundation of Luo Yanbu yet, so he can't be greedy for more.
, and then transfer to swordsmanship. Only after he obtains the "Nine Meridians and Six Elements Sutra" will he start to study the powerful swordsmanship recorded in it. In this short period of time, he only needs to master a few basic moves with the sword.
For example... something like that.
However, speaking of it, it is not completely useless after he gets this sword. Among the dungeons he can unlock, there is a dungeon called "Wild Boar Forest". In this dungeon, there is a certain chance of finding "Tempered Body".
The spiritual fruit "fruit" can strengthen the root and bones after being eaten, which is extremely useful.
To enter the Wild Boar Forest dungeon, the minimum requirement is level 15, and you need to carry a weapon. Zhao Zheng is now a second-level heavenly warrior. It is more than enough to enter this dungeon. If it is equipped with a sharp blade, it will be even more powerful.
Although his bones are good, he is still far away from a true martial arts genius. The reason why he can grow so quickly is actually all relying on the help of the dungeon function, rather than his own talent. If he can obtain the Body Tempering Fruit,
Improving his base a little would help him a lot.
Mu Yihe's blacksmith shop is located in the south of the city. It is neither close nor far. Zhao Zheng reached the place within a short walk.
Zhao Zheng had already been here twice. He greeted him in a familiar manner, entered the house, and exchanged polite greetings with Mu Yihe.
Mu Yihe has a withdrawn personality and likes to go straight to the point. After chatting for a few words, he took the initiative and said: "You came at the right time. The sword has been forged. Come to the small door and I will hand the sword to you."
"Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Mu." Zhao Zhengzheng looked happy and strode to the iron gate.
Mu Yihe tinkered in the house for a while, then opened the small door under the iron door and handed out a light blue broad sword.
This sword is as wide as a palm, much wider than an ordinary sword, and more than a finger thick. The middle part is high, and the sides are sloping, giving people a particularly thick and solid feeling. On the scabbard, there are some ancient patterns carved on it.
It doesn't have too many decorations, and it really shouldn't be too fancy for a heavy sword like this.
The whole body of this sword is made of metal, even the scabbard and sword grille are no exception. Only two parts are not made of metal, one is for the rope hanging around the waist, and the other is wrapped around the hilt to prevent slipping.
white kohlrabi.
Zhao Zheng took the sword and weighed it for a moment. He felt that it weighed less than twenty kilograms and was much lighter than the previous meteorite. He pulled the sword out of its sheath and heard a scoff and a sharp flash.
He opened his eyes, and a small half of the silver-white sword blade was exposed.
The sword body is as smooth as a mirror and is polished very smoothly. Not even a single flaw can be found. It can almost be used as a mirror. In terms of color, the sword body looks silvery white at first glance, but if you look closely, you will find that it is faintly transparent.
Cyan, it can be seen that the mineral materials used in the sword blade and scabbard are the same, both are the meteorite.
"That piece of 'meteorite' is dark, but I didn't expect it to become so bright and shiny after being made into a weapon." Zhao Zheng was very satisfied with the appearance of the sword and praised it greatly.
"You can't make a weapon without cutting jade, and the same goes for this ore. I used more than ten processes to forge your meteorite. It has eliminated the junk and retained the essence, and it has been sublimated. It is no longer that black stone. This piece of meteorite is no longer a black stone.
The material of the sword is very good, and I forged it carefully, and the finished product is quite satisfactory. According to my judgment, this sword can definitely be considered a high-grade sword, and it can be considered a top-grade sword." Mu Yihe's words were plain, but still revealing.
He was obviously proud. It was obvious that forging weapons was the only pride in his life.
Although low-grade weapons may sound low, they can already surpass ordinary weapons. Most of the weapons cannot reach a certain grade at all, and it is even more difficult for blacksmiths to detect them.
Zhao Zheng knew the grades of weapons and was already very satisfied with the result. He straightened up, pulled out the sword completely, and stood to watch. His heroic face was reflected on the sword body, with bright eyebrows and clear nose.
It can be seen that although the thing in his hand is a dead object, it gives people a sense of life and spirituality. No wonder the sword is respected as the King of Hundreds of Weapons.
"Even if I am a layman, I can tell that this sword is of high quality and is not an ordinary thing. It can be seen that Mr. Mu must have spent a lot of effort on this sword. I am very grateful. I just don't know the mechanism of this sword.
Where? How can I take out the 'spikes' hidden in the scabbard?" Zhao Zheng asked curiously. The key point of this sword is precisely the spurs in the sword body, otherwise there would be no need to make it so thick. After all,
Swordsmanship has always been light and agile, not a heavy weapon.
"There is a mechanism on the side of the sword hilt. As long as you press it hard, the spike will pop out. The force of the ejection is not very strong. You can just hold the sword with your fingers.
The blade of the sword, and then try to take out the 'long spike'." Mu Yihe replied.
Zhao Zheng did as he was told, put down the scabbard, held the blade of the sword with his fingers, and then searched for the hilt. Sure enough, he felt that there was a loose part on the hilt near the thumb. Without saying anything, he
Pressing the switch hard, there was a clanging sound, and the entire sword hilt was completely separated from the sword grid. With a downward pull, a finger-thick and about forty centimeters long spur came out from the sword body. The bottom of the spur
It is thicker and becomes thinner toward the front. There are three blood grooves on it. You can feel the lethality of this thing just by looking at it.
Zhao Zheng held the blade of the sword without letting go, retracted the hand holding the military thorn, and stabbed forward. There was a sharp sound that broke through the air, and turned into a silver light. It can be imagined that if this shot penetrated into the human body,
, what kind of consequences will there be? Zhao was staring at the thorns that were thrust out, his eyes stern, and after a while, he gradually softened and returned to normal.
"What should I name this sword?" Zhao Zheng's words sounded like a question, but also like he was talking to himself.
"According to my experience, when warriors name weapons, they are often very arbitrary and do not listen to other people's suggestions at all. Even if I provide you with several names, you will not use them. So, you should take your time.
Think about it." Mu Yihe said lightly, it seems that he has been rejected a lot in this regard.
"Well, this sword will be inseparable from me in the future, so it would be better for me to give it a name myself." Zhao Zheng looked at the sword blades and spurs on his left and right hands, and thought about the naming issue. This sword body has a hidden murderous intention, and it is named after him.
The name must revolve around this characteristic.
Hidden killing sword?
No, such a name is too obvious. Others will guess that there may be something weird in this sword. You can't do this kind of thing that exposes the method.
Dragon Hidden Sword?
No, it's too tacky. Names like dragon, snake, etc. are all bad.
Zhao Zheng thought about it and realized that the spur inside the sword was not used in normal times. It could only be used when he was in deep danger. Those moments were often life-and-death fights. It's not what I want from you.
Life means you want my life. Life is so short, it’s just one life.
"Yes, let's call this sword 'One Life Sword'." Zhao Zheng formally named the sword with a mechanism, combined it into one again, and held it in his hand. Now it has a name.
After that, the light on the surface of the sword seemed to be even more dazzling.
