An hour later, Foxy and Donald Duck finished their udon and left with fifty thousand beli under the boss's numb expression.
Large bowls as tall as one person have already been piled up on the table.
It’s not that the boss has never seen something edible, but those are all adults, but Foxy is just a teenager. At first glance, he looks like a child whose noodles have not yet become moldy.
He doesn't look very big for his young age, but his appetite is very arrogant.
And that duck, if the boss hadn't confirmed several times that it was indeed a duck, he would have thought it was someone special pretending to be it.
Are you full?
Walking on the street, Foxy looked at Donald Duck who looked satisfied.
Gawu Gawu.
Donald Duck patted his swollen belly and flashed his big eyes.
Just eat enough.
Then Foxy and Donald Duck started wandering around, but Foxy seemed to be looking for something and kept asking about any nearby weapons stores along the way.
After walking around and crossing several streets, Foxy came to a weapons store with a very special name, selling knives.
Holding his chin in his slippers, Foxy guessed that this was where it was.
Walking into the store, there was a dozing man behind the counter. He was already bald at a young age, but his hair was very thick on both sides, much like Foxy's previously parted hairline.
In addition, this man's nose was very red, like a strawberry, with sleep bubbles forming on the tip of his nose, and his head was swollen bit by bit.
Looking at the various weapons decorated in the store, there are all kinds of weapons including swords, guns, swords and halberds. Although the store is not big, it is well-equipped.
Boom..Boom..
Foxy walked to the counter and knocked on the table, while Donald Duck wandered around the store, staring at a knife and poking it with his flat beak from time to time.
Welcome.
Hearing the noise, Ipponmatsu yawned.
Boss, do you have any good weapons to recommend?
Foxy looked around, looking specifically at the nooks and crannies.
Go ahead, what kind of weapons can a little guy buy?
Although Foxy is taller than him, you can easily tell that he is a little kid just by looking at the childish look on his face that has not yet been completely shed.
How can a businessman push his business to other places? This is my military rank.
Foxy took out his sergeant badge from his pocket and looked at Ipponmatsu with an amused look on his face.
Sergeant?
Ipponmatsu picked up the badge and looked at it, a little surprised.
Is the young man in front of me a marine? Or a sergeant?
It must have been through the back door through connections.
Ipponmatsu began to look down upon him.
Boss, I don’t think your store is very good. You probably don’t have any good weapons!
Foxy ignored Ipponmatsu's disdain and curled his lips with a displeased look on his face.
Who said that? After all, my store has been passed down for 200 years. How can I let you, a brat, look down on me and want to buy good weapons? Do you have money?
Stimulated by Foxy's words, Bensong snorted lightly.
Money is not an issue, the key is do you have good weapons?
Foxy crossed his arms and looked down at Ippon Matsu.
There are definitely good weapons, but do you, a brat, have any money?
Ipponpine is not empty at all.
Money is indispensable for you. Take out the weapon first and let me see it.
Frowning slightly, Ipponmatsu looked at Foxy suspiciously.
Does Major General Flying Squirrel know?
Seeing that there was no pine oil and salt in the book, Foxy had an idea and became arrogant on the spot.
I know that Major General Flying Squirrel came to Rogge Town half a month ago and arrested many pirates.
Ippon Song's expression became solemn.
To be honest, Major General Flying Squirrel and I have an extraordinary relationship, and the weapons I chose this time were prepared for him.
After listening to Foxy's words, Bentatsu showed a real expression, and he knew that the kid in front of him became a sergeant through connections.
How about it? If you have any good weapons or famous swords, bring them out.
Looking like a wealthy man with no shortage of money, Foxy was full of confidence.
You wait.
Ipponmatsu hesitated for a moment, then left the counter and ran towards the backyard. Not long after, he came out with a long box and placed it on the counter with a serious expression.
Xue Zai, the body of the sword is black lacquer, the blade is a small T-shaped sword, and the scabbard is more exquisite and gorgeous. It is one of the fifty skills of the good sword. If I remember correctly, Major General Flying Squirrel is a swordsman. This is my ancestral heritage.
It's a treasure of the store, as long as you can afford the price, I will sell it to you.
Opening the long box, Ipponmatsu took out a long sword, gritted his teeth and looked at Foxy as if he was constipated.
Good knife.
Foxy took the snow and took it out of the scabbard. His hand was cold and shiny, and the sword seemed to have snowflakes on it.
How much.
Fifty million beli.
How much do you say?
Foxy was shocked. If he remembered correctly, twenty years later this guy would have been given to Zoro for free!
Why did you come to him to ask for money? Or fifty million beli?
No counteroffers will be made.
Looking at Foxy, he looked relaxed and serious.
Closing the scabbard, Foxy hesitated.
According to his idea, he doesn't plan to learn swordsmanship. At most, he just cooperates with devil fruits to kill enemies. This does not require advanced swordsmanship, it is as simple as cutting.
And you can give it away if you don’t need it, it’s all a favor.
Can it be less?
Although this knife is not as good as the Great Knife and the Supreme Knife, it is still a good Knife. You must know that there are only fifty of these good Knives in the world.
This is a good and sharp sword. Fifty million Baileys is already the lowest price. I still think it’s a good deal because of Major General Flying Squirrel. If you don’t buy it, forget it.
Close the box and take it back.
Wait, fifty million is just fifty million, but I have a condition.
What conditions?
You can give me another weapon as a gift.
As long as it doesn't exceed one million beli, it's your choice.
Bensong pointed at the dazzling array of weapons in the store.
Don't regret it.
The most important thing in doing business is integrity. Are you insulting me?
Foxy's question made Ippon Matsu glare angrily.
Okay, that's settled. Foxy ignored Ipponson's anger and pointed to the corner, where there were several barrels with some scrapped weapons stuck in them.
I'll choose one among them, do you have any objection?
Don't blame me for taking advantage of you. They are all discarded weapons. They were originally worth 50,000 beli each. If you want to pick out ten or eight at random, I will give them to you.
Ipponmatsu also looked like a real rich man like Foxy before, and money was just a cloud in his eyes.
The corners of his mouth curled up, and Foxy walked over to the scrapped sword and began to rummage through it.
He was not sure if the third generation of Kitetsu was here now, after all, Zoro was found here 20 years later.
At first, Foxy wasn't sure if it was this store. When the boss took out the snow and left, Foxy knew he had found the right store.
But when will so many useless swords be found? Foxy doesn’t have the swordsman talent to match the famous sword Xixi.
Boss, how much do all these scrap swords cost?
Foxy turned to look at Ipponmatsu.
One million. Ippon Song stretched out a finger.
I want them all, and Xue Zou will lend them to me first.