The tall man's hesitation made the pretty girl feel embarrassed. She stamped her feet and yelled: "What are you afraid of!"
She actually knew that her senior brother was usually decisive in his actions and was by no means the kind of indecisive person. He only loved Qingfeng Sword as much as his life and always carried it with him.
Now if he is asked to take it out and fight with Zuo Yi's sword, it is normal for him to be reluctant to part with it.
But in the pretty girl's opinion, with the quality of the Qingfeng Sword, isn't it easy to deal with something like this?
The tall man smiled bitterly and said, "Junior sister..."
"That's good."
Zuo Yi didn't have the patience to watch the drama between his senior brother and his junior sister, so he reached out and took the inch-gold sword from the tall man's hand.
He said: "Let me try it for you."
As the sword left his hand, the tall man's expression became condensed, and his pupils instantly contracted.
For a swordsman, the sword is like a kitchen knife in the hands of a chef or a hammer in the hands of a blacksmith. It is the most familiar and familiar thing. Strong swordsmen even regard the sword as a part of their body, like an arm.
Refers to being in control.
Although this inch-gold sword had just come into his hands and was not as familiar as the Qingfeng sword, Zuo Yi took it directly from his hand so lightly, which immediately set off a storm in his heart!
Although the tall man was unprepared, he was a strong swordsman in the eighth rank. If this scene fell into the eyes of an expert, at least half of his face would be lost.
Fortunately, no one, whether it was the middle-aged man, the pretty girl, or the onlookers nearby, could see Zuo Yi's skill, and his face was naturally saved.
The tall man looked at Zuo Yi with alert and suspicious eyes!
However, Zuo Yi didn't pay attention to the other person's eyes at all. He reached out and waved to the migrant worker in the next stall: "Boss, please bring me two bronzes from last week."
When the rich second man came over with his senior brother and junior sister to make trouble, the migrant worker man had been secretly watching the fun and sighing in his heart that Zuo Yi was going to be unlucky today.
Unexpectedly, Zuo Yi actually asked him for a bronze ware, which immediately made him panic: "Ah? Bronze ware, what last week? What you said, this is an antique from the Shang and Zhou Dynasties. I just came from the construction site...ah!"
Being stared at by so many people, this normally eloquent old man became incoherent.
The onlookers burst into laughter, which made the atmosphere more relaxed and lively.
Who doesn’t know who!
With the stuff he put on the table, saying it was from last week is a bit excessive, but last week or the week before last is really about the same, and it can only fool those pure novices.
The migrant worker man's face turned red with laughter. He had never been so embarrassed.
Zuo Yi also smiled: "Just bring two here and I'll give you a thousand yuan, that's about it, right?"
"Enough is enough."
The migrant worker man quickly picked two "Shang and Zhou" bronzes and sent them to Zuo Yi's stall.
The goods he sells are all wholesale from small workshops and then processed and aged by himself. The cost is two to three hundred at most. Zuo Yi gave him one thousand yuan, which was considered very kind.
However, the materials used in the two bronze vessels are still quite solid, otherwise they would be too light to fool even Xiaobai.
Zuo Yi held the sword in his hand and said to the tall man and the pretty girl: "You guys watch carefully."
The golden sword fell at the same time as his words, and cut into one of the bronze vessels.
I saw a flash of sword light, and the small bronze cauldron split into two halves silently and fell to the left and right on the table. The fracture was as smooth as a flat mirror, and shone with the unique light of metal under the light!
The onlookers were silent.
Many people looked at each other with a look of horror in their eyes.
Zuo Yi was not satisfied after dividing the small bronze cauldron into two halves. He raised his sword again and continued to cut the corpse into eight pieces.
It’s really easier than chopping vegetables!
The pretty girl looked at it with dull eyes. Although she really didn't want to admit it, the tall man's famous sword Qingfeng could never do it to such an extent. It could really cut iron like clay.
She suddenly thought of something, pointed at the migrant worker man next to her who was looking up and shouted loudly: "It's you, you two must have colluded, right?"
Everyone looked at the migrant worker man again.
"What?"
The migrant worker man looked confused and subconsciously pointed to his nose: "Am I colluding with him? You are really..."
Brother Dali has been traveling around the world since he was a child. He has done a lot of deceitful things. He is laughed out loud if he is called a good person, and he is not qualified if he is said to be a bad guy. He has learned his lesson and been jailed, but it is rare for him to be wronged like this.
The conscience of heaven and earth!
He wanted to yell, but he didn't dare.
Wanting to plead guilty, Zuo Yi had already handed the inch-gold sword to the tall man: "Come and try."
The tall man took the inch-gold sword with a solemn expression and swung the sword towards another intact bronze furnace.
Without any accident, the bronze furnace was easily cut in half.
The tall man put away his sword and carefully observed the area where the blade had been struck. There was no damage at all!
He fell silent.
Seeing such a scene, the pretty girl who pointed at the migrant worker man and scolded him also closed her mouth.
Zuo Yi glanced at her lightly and said: "Ignorance is not scary. What is scary is pretending to understand even if you don't understand."
The girl's face suddenly turned red, and even the middle-aged man just now blushed and looked stern.
The tall man took a deep breath, held the sword horizontally with his left hand, and handed it back to Zuo Yi with both hands.
"Your Excellency's sword is worthy of its name and is definitely worth millions. I'll sit down and look at the sky to make you laugh!"
He had to admit that Zuo Yi's golden sword was just as powerful as his Qingfeng sword. Fortunately, there was no sword fight just now.
Otherwise, there is a high probability that his Qingfeng Sword will suffer a big loss!
Zuo Yi took it and said with a smile: "You're welcome."
This man has an upright character, and in the world of Sadeya, he must be in the same camp.
So he had a better impression of this senior brother.
After returning the golden sword to Zuo Yi, the tall man looked at the migrant worker man again, bowed and said, "I'm really sorry, my junior sister shouldn't have said that just now, I apologize to you on her behalf!"
The migrant worker man waved his hands hurriedly: "No, no, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter..."
He was even more panicked than before, because he knew who the other party was, and his heart was trembling.
"Elder brother..."
The pretty girl's eyes were red, she took the tall man's arm and lowered her head.
She was arrogant and could not apologize to the other party even if she had wronged her, so the tall man apologized on her behalf.
She wanted to cry.
At this time, the rich man who was the culprit of the incident had retreated into the crowd and did not dare to say a word.
The tall man smiled and told his companion: "Give this boss 10,000 yuan. We bought these two bronzes. The extra money is an apology."
His companion immediately took out a stack of banknotes and handed them to the migrant worker man.
"How embarrassing is this!"
The migrant worker man suddenly laughed so hard that his eyes narrowed into two slits, and he said he was embarrassed, but his hands still firmly grasped the thick stack of banknotes honestly.
Make a lot of money!
Zuo Yi didn't stop him, but he used his mobile phone to scan the payment code on the male migrant worker's stall and paid 1,000 yuan.
No matter how much money the other party gives to the migrant worker man, it will not prevent him from fulfilling his promise.
This is not about Zuo Yi being stupid, but about faith!
"Oh, I'm so sorry."
Get rich, get rich, really get rich today. The migrant worker man smiled so hard that his mouth was crooked, making people want to punch him just looking at him.
"What a pity."
The tall man took a deep look at Zuo Yi, then looked at the inch-gold sword that was placed on the wooden box again, and sighed.
The sword is definitely a good sword!
It's a pity that it's too expensive and he can't afford it. It's a pity that he is best at using long swords, not bladed swords.
"Big Brother."
The pretty girl understood what he was thinking and immediately said: "If you like it, I will use these two swords..."
She wanted to buy the Inch Gold Sword and give it to her senior brother to make up for the guilt in her heart.
"I bought these two swords!"
However, before she could finish her words, a loud voice suddenly came from beside her.
The pretty girl who was interrupted raised her eyebrows in anger and turned her head to look fiercely in the direction of the sound.
Let’s see who dares to cut her hair!
All I saw was a strong and sturdy woman with a strong back and a round waist... standing out from the crowd.
She stood in front of Zuo Yi's stall and said with great enthusiasm: "Two million, right? I bought it!"
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