Volume 1: The Rise of the Western Regions Chapter 96: The Master
Zhao Rang's list was so detailed that even Yuan Mingkong was amazed after reading it. It was obviously his first time back to the Western Regions, but it was as if he had been away for several years and he had considered everything.
After finishing writing, Zhao Rang removed the paperweight, held a corner, dried the ink on it, and prepared to hand it to Ximen Dazhuang.
"Hey! Wait!"
Zhao Rang suddenly remembered something again, put the paper on the table again, and added the words "five body smocks" at the bottom of the list.
After Yuan Mingkong saw it, he smiled and said:
"You forgot your smock!"
Zhao Rang has always had the habit of wearing a smock, but he himself didn't know why. After thinking about it carefully, it seems that he didn't have this habit when he was at home. Later when he went out to travel, he felt that the smock was really convenient. It can cover both sides.
It can protect you from wind and rain, and can also hide the knife hanging from your waist, which can often bring unexpected results!
"You need to tell the clerk about the smock specifically. The material must be strong, but breathable, and not too heavy, otherwise it will be uncomfortable to wear on your shoulders. In addition, the stitching must be dense, preferably with two lines inside and outside. If not, you can
Buy it first, and then find a tailor shop to have it altered, it’s quick and won’t waste time.”
After Zhao Rang finished explaining, he saw Ximen Dazhuang's eyes widened and he remained motionless, looking at him blankly.
"What's up?"
Zhao Rang wiped his face subconsciously.
Usually when this happens, there is something dirty on his face.
"It's nothing, I just feel that Brother Rang, you...are suddenly different!"
Zhao Rang asked:
"What's different?"
Ximen Dazhuang frowned and thought seriously for a while, then shook his head and replied:
"It's hard to tell."
"Hard to say……"
"Forget it, it's better not to say anything!"
Zhao Rang was a little anxious. Is this kid drawing circles with me? He said these three words upside down, but he still managed to get it right for the occasion!
It wasn't until Ximen Dazhuang walked out of the house to arrange the things on the list that Zhao Rang slapped his forehead and realized that he had missed one of the most critical things - a knife!
His Huanshou sword has been completely scrapped. He borrowed Ye Sanniang's sword before, but he always felt that it was not the right taste. When he swung the sword, there seemed to be a gap between the palm and the handle, and he could not fully exert his cultivation strength.
and the sophistication of the moves.
"I'm going out to buy a knife!"
Zhao Rang said and hurriedly prepared to go out.
But as soon as he took two steps, he stopped, turned to look at Yuan Mingkong, and asked with an embarrassed look:
"Um...do you have any money? I have no money!"
Yuan Mingkong burst into a series of extremely hearty laughter, which shook the beams so much that the dust fell down.
Ye Sanniang and Yuan Kexin, who were chatting quietly aside, were startled by his laughter and hurried over to ask what happened.
Yuan Mingkong laughed so hard that he was out of breath. He put his hands on his waist and said:
"He asked me to borrow money!"
"What are you borrowing money for?"
Yuan Kexin asked.
"Borrow money to buy a knife!"
Borrowing money is not a ridiculous thing, nor is buying a sword. The reason why Yuan Mingkong laughed like this was because of Zhao Rang's identity. As the most powerful swordsman family in the northern realm of Dawei, their son actually fell to this
The point where you need to borrow money to buy a knife when you go out.
Even a storybook legend would not dare to write such a thing, otherwise the storyteller's place would be smashed!
Zhao Rang himself didn't know anything.
There is a story about a heroic man who has so many pennies throughout the ages. A founding marshal of the previous dynasty sold horses on the street because he had no money. In comparison, borrowing money to buy a knife was nothing.
Maybe he is a member of the royal family and has a different brain than ordinary people, so he finds it so ridiculous.
"Here, take it!"
Although the laughter of the two brothers and sisters was not malicious, it still made Zhao Rang a little embarrassed.
Just then, the landlady threw an exquisite purse.
The purse was scented with jasmine, just like the smell in her own house in Yangguan at that time.
The fragrance of jasmine is quiet and elegant, but also extremely long-lasting. It is not as strong as other fragrances, such as osmanthus. Zhao Rang also likes jasmine very much. He put two pots in the room where he visited most often. One time at home
The servants neglected to take care of the pot, and one pot died. Zhao Rang lost his temper. Later, the housekeeper arranged for a boy to take care of the remaining pot of jasmine. He loosened the soil, fertilized, and watered the remaining pot of jasmine.
He didn't dare to neglect water. Before Zhao Rang left home, the main branch of this pot of jasmine was already as thick as a baby's arm, turning the flower into a tree!
Seeing that Zhao Rang liked this purse very much, Ye Sanniang said to him:
"This one I'm using is already a bit old! After a few days, I'll be done with this. I'll have some free time and make a new one for you!"
Zhao Rang asked in surprise:
"Can you still do embroidery?"
The purse in the hand is well-proportioned and dense. There are three-color threads twisted into one embroidery on the front and back, which is extremely exquisite. Even a professional embroiderer would have to spend a lot of effort to complete a purse like this.
"No, I can only kill people!"
Ye Sanniang was annoyed by Zhao Rang's words. She pulled out her scimitar with a slightly upward tip and said coldly!
"Thank you, boss lady, I will pay you back in the future!"
After saying that, Zhao Rang's body flew out like a swallow.
There is a corner door in the cross-yard where you can go out directly, but Zhao Rang suddenly wanted to go around to the front to see if the bank was operating normally after it reopened. He had an idea after seeing it, and waited for Ximen Dazhuang to prepare everything on the list.
You can talk to him about the management rights of this semicolon.
If you want to go to the front counter, you have to go through the corridor in the courtyard, or pass by the door of the kitchen. There is still an hour before lunch, and the cook should be preparing, so Zhao Rang decided to take a new route.
I have to say that this branch of Tongbao Bank is really big. The innermost courtyard wall is already close to the mountain wall. But looking at the smoothness of the mountain wall, it is definitely not formed naturally and must be polished manually.
OK, this means that when it was originally built, a lot of distance was dug into the mountain.
There are two cooks in the kitchen, and the others are little girls who are helpers. These girls are basically children from poor families. They have no energy to work, let alone study, so they were sold out by their parents early. They will live and die in the future.
Destiny depends entirely on fate. On weekdays, they help the cook. After finishing their work, they eat some leftovers to fill their stomachs, and then go back to the house to sleep.
Fortunately, Tongbao Bank has no shortage of money, so the meals are excellent, and each meal has no less than four dishes, so even the leftovers are enough for these little girls who don't have much appetite.
From this point of view, it turned out to be a good thing to be sold in by my parents! At least I could eat, sleep well, and have clothes to wear!
A long way away, Zhao Rang saw three little girls washing dishes and chopsticks in the yard, while the other two were washing rice.
In addition to the clerks, there are many guards in the semicolon, so the amount of meat, vegetables, rice and noodles consumed every day is also extremely staggering. There are not enough manpower to do it.
Seeing Zhao Rang coming, the little girls looked at him intently, then screamed and ran away.
Although Zhao Rang has never been to the kitchen, he is "reputable" in the semicolon! Those guys and guards spread rumors, and the rumors became more and more outrageous. In the end, Shen Liushu's death and the Zhong family class were bloodbathed , it was all blamed on Zhao Rang. So these little girls now regarded Zhao Rang as the world-destroying ghost king of the underworld. When they saw him coming, they immediately had only one thought in their mind, run away!
Fortunately, one of the two chefs is a veteran chef who has seen the world. He has been cooking in the branch of Tongbao Bank for twenty years. The guards, guards and even the shopkeepers who come and go are all old and young. I heard outside The little girls were noisy, so they quickly came out to check with their kitchen knives in hand.
He also knew that things were not going well in the semicolon recently. If something really happened, it would still take a lot of effort for the guards to arrive, so it was better to hold the kitchen knife firmly by himself.
When he saw it was Zhao Rang, the master's face turned pale...
How could this murderous evil star sneak into the kitchen?
In wealthy families, cooks like them, no matter how good the food they cook, are just servants. Young masters in these wealthy families are taught that "a gentleman stays away from the kitchen" and will never come to the kitchen on weekdays.
"Big...big lord!"
The old master stammered and threw the knife aside.
Facing Zhao Rang, even holding ten kitchen knives in his hands was of no avail.
"ah?"
No one had ever called Zhao Rang "sir" before, and he couldn't react for a while.
As a result, the old master thought that Zhao Rang was angry, so he knelt down and kowtowed as if pounding garlic, and soon a big bruise appeared on his forehead!
Zhao Rang didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Just when the master knocked down again with great force, he rushed up and reached out to hold his forehead.
I haven't reached the fourth level yet, so I can't express my energy. If I want to be like Ye Sanniang, who can make Ximen Dazhuang fall over with a wave of his hand, it's even more impossible.
"I'm not an adult. I grew up eating. I don't eat people. Master, don't be afraid. Get up and talk!"
The old master nodded blankly, and Zhao Rang took his arm and lifted him up.
"Sir, what are you doing here?"
The old master tried his best to communicate with all the polite words and literary words he knew, but what he said was totally wrong and completely inconsistent... I guess what he wanted to say was what Guiqian was.
Zhao Rang heard that he took the initiative to ask, and thought that maybe they could still have a normal chat. Now Shen Liushu is dead, and the deputy shopkeeper is also dead. Although Ye Sanniang has been to Chagan Toluogai before, this place has changed a lot. If he wants to buy a knife, he has to find someone who is familiar with this area and ask for details.
Those guys in the semicolon are too frivolous. Zhao Rang is very cautious about life-threatening matters such as knives. He must find a reliable and honest person to inquire. The cook in front of him, who has been cooking for so many years, That's the best candidate.
Unlike the guys at the stalls, who socialize politely with other businessmen all day long, and because of professional reasons, he has to go out for shopping every day, so he has a detailed and true understanding of Chagan Toluogai, which will definitely have some influence on Zhao Rang's purchase of knives. helped.