The person who just offered 5,000 to buy Pippi was a young man. He was dressed in brand-name clothes, with a thick gold chain hanging around his neck and a Rolex Submariner on his wrist. At first glance, he looked like a rich second generation.
He was unhappy with Zuo Yi's rejection and thought like others that Zuo Yi was exaggerating his own worth. However, he did not increase the price and instead asked about the price of the golden sword.
His face was half-smiling, and his tone was frivolous, obviously without any sincerity.
Zuo Yi replied calmly: "One million for one handful, two million for two handfuls."
His voice was not loud, but the nearby onlookers could hear it clearly, and there was an uproar.
"Two million?"
"Oh my God, did I hear that right?"
"Are you crazy about being poor?"
"Two million? Haha, it's so funny!"
"Today is an eye-opener."
"Hahaha!"
The second rich man burst out laughing, leaning forward and back until tears came out: "Two million, hahaha, I'm laughing so hard!"
Zuo Yi's expression didn't change, as if he didn't hear the ridicule from the other party at all.
Do elephants need to care about the clamor of ants?
Not needed at all.
Bao'er puffed up his cheeks and secretly said to Pippi: "This is a bad guy!"
Pippi nodded: "Bad guy, bad guy!"
The rich man, who was labeled a bad guy by the little girl, finally had enough laughter. He wiped his tears and reached out to grab the golden sword: "It looks good, let me see how it is worth two million!"
However, his hand was blocked by Zuo Yi: "My sword is very sharp, don't touch it if you are not a professional swordsman."
With the sharpness of the inch-gold sword, it is easy to hurt your hands by scratching like this, and you may even cut off your fingers accidentally!
Zuo Yi tried to dissuade him in good faith, but his words happened to hit the sore spot of this rich man.
The other party's face turned red instantly, he retracted his hand and said bitterly: "You are awesome!"
Angrily, he turned around and separated from the crowd of onlookers, and actually walked away.
Zuo Yi guessed that the matter was not over yet, but he didn't care at all and continued to show off his golden swords.
However, he did not let Pippi continue shouting, so as not to attract more people to watch - which would affect the order.
There was no excitement anymore, and many of the onlookers dispersed immediately, but there were still some people lingering in front of Zuo Yi's stall, pointing at Inch Gold Sword or Pipi.
Zuo Yi sat on the stool and took out a pack of Oreos and gave it to the little girl: "Let's have some snacks."
He has a space ring in his hand. It is really not too convenient to access items in daily life. As long as he is careful not to be discovered by others, it is not difficult to play Doraemon.
Baoer took the Oreo and said sweetly: "Thank you, Dad."
She picked up an Oreo and handed it to Zuo Yi: "Dad, you eat it too."
"Yeah."
Zuo Yi opened his mouth to bite it and said vaguely: "Thank you, Bao'er."
Baoer giggled.
Pippi jumped on her shoulder: "Baoer, Baoer, I want it too!"
Baoer tilted his head and asked: "Pippi, can you eat Oreos?"
Pippi boasted: "I can eat anything I can!"
Bao'er was doubtful: "Okay."
So she gave the second Oreo to Pippi, who stretched out her paws to grab it, and actually made a difficult posture like a golden rooster standing on its own, and started pecking happily.
The third piece was given to Tektronix, the fourth piece was given to Tektronix, the fifth piece was given to Tektronix, and the sixth piece was given to Tektronix...
In the blink of an eye, there was only the last piece left in Bao'er's hand - she couldn't feed it faster than Tae, the foodie!
Zuo Yi wanted to laugh just looking at it.
"Brother..."
At this time, the migrant worker man from the stall next door sneaked his head over and asked Zuo Yi in a low voice: "Why don't you leave?"
Zuo Yi wondered: "My rental time has not come yet, why do I have to leave?"
The migrant worker man looked around and continued in a low voice: "I saw that guy just now. He is not easy to mess with. I advise you to close the stall and leave quickly to avoid being smashed."
"Smashing the stall?"
Zuo Yi was surprised: "If he dares to cause trouble here and destroy other people's stalls, then the market management office and security will not care?"
The migrant worker swallowed his saliva and explained: "It's not really about smashing it, but it's about making you lose face and continuing to hang around here. It's going to be very troublesome anyway, ah!"
His expression suddenly changed, he retracted his head and said, "Here we come!"
The migrant worker man immediately sat upright and looked straight away, pretending to have nothing to do with Zuo Yi.
Zuo Yi turned around and saw a group of people coming towards him. The rich man was among them!
The rich man's eyes met Zuo Yi's, and he immediately showed an expression that said, "You're dead."
Zuo Yi ignored him and glanced quickly past the group of people.
Walking at the front was a tall man with sword-shaped eyebrows and sharp eyes. He was wearing a navy blue sword uniform and a long sword at his waist. Both his appearance and temperament gave people a sense of standing out from the crowd.
Feel.
Zuo Yi easily judged that this was a high-level professional swordsman!
The Daxia Martial Arts Alliance stipulates that professional swordsmen can freely buy and sell regulated kaifeng swords after applying for a sword-holding license. However, if you want to wear a kaifeng sword in public, you need to apply for a separate sword license.
It is not easy to apply for a sword certificate. Zuo Yi has a sword certificate but does not have a sword certificate.
A real professional swordsman must wear an open-edged sword, and those with a non-edged sword are called cosplay.
The momentum that this tall man exudes when he walks is very much like an unsheathed sword, with a sharp aura that makes others instinctively move out of the way for him.
Without years of immersion in kendo, I would never be able to cultivate such a temperament!
Following the tall man were an elegant middle-aged man and a pretty girl. The latter looked at the tall man with admiring eyes from time to time, and it was obvious that all her feelings were placed on the other person.
The second rich man was one step behind, walking with a few followers and heading straight for Zuo Yi's stall.
"Elder brother..."
When the group of people arrived in front of Zuo Yi's stall, the rich man immediately shouted: "This is it!"
Zuo Yi folded his arms and sat watching how the other party performed.
The tall man looked at the two golden swords crossed on the wooden box with great interest. He asked: "Boss, are you selling these two swords for two million?"
Zuo Yi nodded: "That's right."
The tall man asked again: "Can I get started?"
Zuo Yi stretched out his hand and said, "Please."
"Thanks."
The tall man bowed slightly politely, reached out and picked up an inch-gold sword, and held it in his hand.
The movements are very skillful and standard.
Holding the sword in his hand, he constantly adjusted the angle of his grip, and then looked at the sword from different directions.
The tip of the sword, the body of the sword, the edge of the sword, the hilt of the sword, and finally his finger flicked on the spine of the sword.
"It's a good sword..."
The tall man nodded and said, "But without the mark of a famous person, isn't one million too expensive?"
A high-quality sword made by a famous master must have an inscription mark on it. A considerable part of the value of a famous sword must be reflected in this mark, just like a brand logo.
Zuo Yi's two-edged swords originally had marks, but they were directly erased by him during the transformation process.
Theoretically, the value has dropped significantly.
Zuo Yi said: "My sword is very sharp and it is worth the price."
"How sharp?"
The middle-aged man smiled and interjected: "No matter how sharp it is, it's not worth a million, right?"
He looked at Zuo Yi with disdain, obviously treating Zuo Yi as a sensationalist.
"Ignorance is not your fault..."
Zuo Yi's words made the other party change his expression. He pointed to the sword on the tall man and said, "Let's put it this way, it is easier to cut this sword with my sword than to cut vegetables."
Zuo Yi spoke so lightly that others almost exploded when they heard it!
Too crazy, isn’t it?
The pretty girl who was following the tall man immediately jumped out and said angrily: "What a loud tone. Do you know how much my senior brother's sword is worth? Do you know which famous master forged it?"
"I have no idea."
Zuo Yi shook his head honestly and said, "But it's not important."
"Then let's fight swords!"
The pretty girl was so angry that she said, "Elder brother, let him see the power of your Qingfeng sword!"
The tall man was a little embarrassed and said hesitantly: "Isn't this bad?"
He was actually encouraged to come here by the rich man.
But he is not the kind of person who is very arrogant and does not tolerate being cut short. He also cherishes his sword very much and is really reluctant to use it to compete with Zuo Yi's sword.
Sword fighting is a sword-to-sword competition, the most direct collision between sword edge and sword edge!
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