"Boss, you don't do business like this. You pay with one hand and deliver the goods with the other. The money is given to you and I take the goods. There is no reason to buy it back." He Yidao became even more curious about the broken knife in his hand, and
It can be seen from the look of mourning on the shop owner's face that he really doesn't want to sell.
"No, I didn't expect a poor kid like you to be able to shell out so much gold." The shop owner looked sad.
He Yidao's expression suddenly changed, and his voice became a little heavy, "How do you know I'm a child?"
"You're just wearing a curtain hat. Anyone with a bit of vision wouldn't be able to tell that." The boss disagreed.
He Yidao was still confused in his heart. With the curtain hat he was wearing, it would be difficult for even an acquired Dzogchen master to tell that he was a child. It was not that there was anything special about the curtain hat He Yidao was wearing, but that he himself was also
Some processing was done on the curtain cap.
"No matter what, you made a bid and I paid. The money and goods are settled, and we don't owe each other anything." He Yidao turned around and was about to leave.
"Oh, wait." He Yidao was stopped by the shop owner again. He showed a troubled expression, "I will give you two thousand five hundred taels. How about you return this knife to me?"
He Yidao ignored him and continued to leave.
"Two thousand seven hundred taels!"
He Yidao's steps still didn't stop.
"Do you want to know what this knife is called?" the shop owner behind him shouted.
He Yidao stopped because he was really curious about this knife, and he also felt that this knife was a bit mysterious. Whether it was the changes in the knife's element or the boss's behavior, it showed that this knife was really unusual.
He Yidao turned around and returned to the counter.
The shop owner was a little helpless, sighed, slowly walked around the counter, walked to the stool inside the counter and sat down. He casually took a pot of tea from the right hand side. The tea was cold tea, but there was still a faint smell of tea.
fragrant.
He Yidao felt that the tea the boss drank was unusual. Ordinary tea would still have a fragrance after it is cold?
"What kind of tea is this?" He Yidao asked casually.
"Herbal tea." The shop owner said angrily.
I saw the boss taking out another porcelain cup from under the counter. When the tea was more than half full, he handed it to He Yidao, "Would you like to drink it?"
"Free?" He Yidao asked carefully. He was afraid that the cup of tea would take away the knife in his hand, so he had to be careful.
The shop owner naturally saw what He Yidao was thinking. He rolled his eyes, snorted and said, "It's free. I won't cheat the red fish out of your hand with a cup of tea."
He Yidao touched his nose awkwardly, "Is this knife called Red Fish?"
The shop owner got himself another cup of tea, and then took a sip, "I didn't expect you to pick red fish. Alas, it's a big loss. But this is also your fate, and I can't forcefully break your fate, right?"
He Yidao took a sip of tea, and felt the fragrance greeting his taste buds, leaving a rhyme in his teeth, and a refreshing feeling in his throat. After swallowing, he suddenly felt clear-headed, "Good tea!"
He Yidao praised and put down the tea cup. He felt more and more that this tea was not simple, and he felt more and more that the owner of this shop was not simple either.
The shop owner snorted, "I guess you have some eyesight."
The shop owner didn't tell He Yidao what kind of tea it was. After taking a look at He Yidao, he said: "This knife is called Red Fish. I don't know who made it. It's not a world-famous artifact."
"Then what's special about this knife?" He Yidao asked.
"Do you know what kind of mineral this red fish is made of?" the shop owner asked.
He Yidao shook his head. Of course he didn't know the material of the knife, even though he did get a lot of information about the material from his cheap master. But the material of the knife in front of him was the same as ordinary steel, and there was nothing special about it.
"This is an extremely special and extremely precious material called blood red stone."
"Bloodstone? The name is ordinary, what's so special about it?"
The shop owner glanced at He Yidao very unhappily and laughed at his ignorance, "There are blood red stones in the world. I'm afraid you won't be able to find another one. Do you believe it or not?"
He Yidao said nothing, quietly waiting for the shop owner's next words.
"The first characteristic of blood red stone is that it is extremely hard." The shop owner took another sip of tea and continued, "Although blood red stone is not the hardest ore in the world, it ranks among all the ores."
"The second characteristic of blood red stone is that it can eliminate evil spirits. The third characteristic is that it can absorb human blood essence."
"Sucking human essence and blood?" He Yidao looked at the red fish in his hand, but he didn't expect this thing to have such strange characteristics.
"You should know that human essence and blood are the foundation of life and are related to longevity. If the essence and blood is absorbed completely, it will be no different from a mummy. If more than half of the essence and blood is absorbed, it is normal for lifespan to be greatly reduced. This
The red fish looks black and has nothing to do with the red letter, but as long as it sucks blood, it will turn red."
"So, this red fish can be considered an evil thing?" He Yidao asked.
"Evil things? What are evil things? A sword and a knife. If you use it well, it is called a sword. But if you use it badly, isn't it a magic weapon? People can distinguish between good and evil, but utensils cannot." The shop owner looked outside.
, somewhat lost in thought.
"Since this red fish is so precious, why don't you put it away and just throw it away on the shelf?" He Yidao asked.
The shop owner was a little annoyed, "I forgot where I put the knife at first and never remembered it, and then you found it."
"By the way, why is this knife called red fish?" He Yidao asked.
The shop owner suddenly showed a mysterious smile, "Guess?"
He Yidao shook his head. Of course he didn't know, "I don't want to guess."
"Otherwise, you use this knife..."
"In that case, I'll take my leave first." He Yidao interrupted him before he could finish what he was about to say. He handed over and left. He naturally knew that next the boss would think of ways to kill the red fish again.
Buy it back.
A knife like this, made of special material and extremely ugly, is rare. Maybe it will be of great use in the future?
"You kid, it's useless for me to treat you with such good tea..." The shop owner pointed at He Yidao and wanted to scold him.
He Yidao smiled and left directly, no longer entangled with him.
Looking at He Yidao's leaving figure, the shop owner frowned, not looking like he had lost his treasure.
The white clouds in the sky are leisurely, coming and going freely without leaving any trace. Occasionally, white birds fly by in a hurry, just like the hurried people in this world.