The first thing Zhao Guanren did when he went out was to buy an outfit. Without the feeling of swinging underwear, it was like running naked on the road. Unfortunately, there were no tight underwear in this era, so he could only buy a pair of shorts. Cloth boots and socks were also necessary.
, I wanted to buy cowhide boots but couldn’t afford them.
"Master! You are truly a talented person..."
Yu Niang bit her red lips and her eyes were full of little stars. Zhao Guanren was wearing a long gown with dark patterns and a black belt around his waist. The Zhuangzi hat was also replaced by a black Confucian scarf to pretend to be a cultural person. As for the short hair, it is easy to explain.
He just said that he drank too much and his hair was burned by the fire.
"Let's go! Go shopping..."
Zhao Guanren also bought Yu Niang a new skirt and a bellyband, waving a white paper fan in a showy manner, the two of them walked around and bought a lot of food and drink. Yu Niang was also very easy to be satisfied, and she was almost celebrating the New Year.
Just as happy.
"Yu Niang! You wait for me outside, I'll buy a pack of cigarettes..."
Zhao Guanren waved his paper fan and came to the center of the county. The Bian family's oil fire was spread out at the most conspicuous intersection. Next door was their sword shop and tea shop.
Along the street there are mostly second-floor shops with big fronts, but opposite there is a larger and more luxurious shop, which is the Xie family's Bailutang sword shop and teahouse. The Lun family's wealth is definitely far greater than that of the Bian family.
"Your Majesty! What would you like to order..."
As soon as Zhao Guanren walked into the oil and fire shop, the waiter greeted him enthusiastically, but he almost thought he had entered a supply and marketing cooperative, because not only did he see cigarette matches and lighters, but he also saw a glass counter and a large piece of glass
mirror.
"Let me take a look first..."
Zhao Guanren walked to the counter. The glass workmanship was very poor and the products were distorted inside. There was no large plate of glass. The largest one was just two pieces of A4 paper, separated by wooden shelves. But with glass, it was already awesome.
Crossed.
‘Nah! We all have windproof pressurized kerosene lamps, the level is very high...’
Zhao Guanren browsed the counter with his hands behind his back. There were cigarettes, matches, kerosene, candles and kerosene lamps. Kerosene lighters were also displayed separately, padded with red silk, with more than 20 styles, and there was even a pure gold treasure.
, but the cheapest one costs eight taels of silver.
"Bring me two packs of each kind of cigarette..."
Zhao Guanren took out the broken silver and threw it on the counter. The waiter brought him six packs of cigarettes. The cigarettes were all wrapped in oil paper. The front and back of Hongta Mountain and Hongmei were all pasted with a layer of cardboard pictures, but
Just a few words are written on the big cheap front door.
"Uh~ don't you have a cigarette butt..."
Zhao Guanren was dumbfounded when he opened it. The cigarettes did not have filters, but the waiter actually held out a large box of cigarette holders, including ones made of jade, nanmu, and horn. He smiled and said: "Your Majesty! Jade shows your identity, and horns."
Which one do you want? "
'Damn! The price/performance ratio is amazing. If he wasn't a time traveler, I would eat him...'
Zhao Guanren cursed inwardly in annoyance. Due to the lack of money, he had to choose a horn cigarette holder. There was a copper ring on the cigarette holder. The cigarette was inserted just right so that it wouldn't fall off. However, he was an old smoker and lit one.
After that, he almost died on the spot.
"I'll go! It's so exciting..."
Zhao Guanren felt like he was getting drunk instantly. The strength of this Hongtashan stick was comparable to smoking three sticks in a row, and it didn’t have any flavor. It was relatively mellow. When he changed to a mid-range red plum stick worth fifty yuan, he found that this taste was more suitable for him.
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"Master..."
Yuniang suddenly ran in crying, and the things she bought were gone. She pointed outside and cried: "The Bian family's aunt said that I stole their money, took away all the things you just bought, and beat you."
Give me a few slaps, ugh~"
"Damn it! I haven't even gone to find them yet, but they are here..."
Zhao Guanren walked out aggressively. Several maids were following a young woman, holding the things they had just bought in their hands. They stood in front of the Bian family sword shop and talked to the shopkeeper. They looked at the shopkeeper respectfully.
With a respectful attitude, a young woman should be a little steward.
"Oh~ I'm looking for support from your master, but it's still reasonable for you to steal money..."
The young woman looked at Zhao Guanren with disdain, Yu Niang was crying behind him, and there were naturally a large group of strong men in the sword shop. Zhao Guanren would definitely not get good results if he caused trouble.
"Little lady! Can you take charge..."
Zhao Guanren stepped forward with a smile and said: "Those of us who have studied are not as knowledgeable as shrews, but today I am going to discuss a big deal with your Bian family. If you can say hello on behalf of Bian Xianglan, I, Zhang, will turn around and leave immediately."
people!"
"Master Zhang San, right..."
The young woman sneered and said: "Lantai County is such a big place. Who doesn't know the situation in your family? Don't pretend to be fat here. As long as you can afford ten Xuanzi knives today, I will
Make the decision for our eldest lady, I will only charge you 80%!"
"Okay! This is what you said, 20% off, right..."
Zhao Guanren walked into the sword shop with his hands behind his back, and the shopkeeper immediately greeted him with a smile. Any fool knows that even with a 20% discount, there is a lot of profit, and the servants of the merchant's house are also very shrewd.
The Xuanzi sword is the best sword that common people can own. The cheapest one costs more than 20 taels of silver, which is equivalent to the annual income of most people. Not everyone can afford it.
"How much does this sword cost..."
Zhao Guanren walked to the sword stand in the middle and took out a white sheath sword. When he pulled it out, he saw that it was a good Xuan-level sword.
"Master!"
The shopkeeper came over and cupped his fists and said with a smile: "You really have good taste. This white jade black armor sword cuts iron like mud and is impervious to water vapor. However, it only costs fifty taels of silver to be tattooed on one handle. It is really a good product for killing people and stealing goods, and is a good product for home defense."
!”
"Dang~"
Zhao Guanren flicked the sword skillfully, shook his head and said: "The first-class low-end is not worthy of its name, but this scabbard is well made, so be it! I only buy scabbards, five hundred pairs, how much does it cost?"
"Ah? Why did you just buy the scabbard..."
"You don't care what I do, I can't just go home and use it as firewood..."
Zhao Guanren looked at him angrily, and the shopkeeper counted it on his fingers and said: "This python skin scabbard is our unique craft. If you hadn't bought so many in one go, I would definitely not sell it at a low price. You can just sell it at a low price."
Give me fifteen taels!"
"Oh, I forgot the hilt of the sword. What if I add five hundred sword hilts..."
Zhao Guanren flicked the hilt of the sword in his hand again, and the shopkeeper frowned and said, "Young Master, are you just looking for fun with me? How can this sword be sold open? If you really want to buy it, five hundred pairs of scabbards and hilts, twenty-five
Two pairs, totaling twelve thousand five hundred taels!"
"Hahaha……"
The young woman and the maids burst into laughter, and the young woman even said sarcastically: "Why are you so pretentious? Are you someone who can afford ten thousand taels? I don't think you can even afford five hundred taels!"
"Come, come, come! Fellow villagers, come and bear witness to me..."
Zhao Guanren walked to the steps outside the door and started shouting for a while. After the melon-eaters gathered around, Zhao Guanren raised his sword and said loudly: "The shopkeeper of the Bian family said that this Xuanjia sword has fifty liangs per handle and is discounted at 20%."
Sold to me cheaply, right or wrong?"
"Yes, yes! What happened..."
The shopkeeper's discovery was a bit ominous, but he couldn't think of anything wrong, but Zhao Guanren said again: "I want to buy five hundred pairs of scabbards and hilts like this. How much did you just say for a pair?"
"Twenty-five taels, but the price is still negotiable..."
The shopkeeper thought he thought the price was too high, but Zhao Guanren laughed and said: "No! I think the price is very fair, but after deducting the cost of the scabbard and hilt, the blade is worth twenty-five taels per sword. At 20% off, it's 25 taels."
Twelve handles, I want five hundred handles, but I don’t want the sheath handle!”
"you……"
The shopkeeper's eyes suddenly widened and he almost took a bite when he looked at the five fingers raised by Zhao Guanren.
Old blood spurted out.
"What?"
Zhao Guanren ridiculed: "I will customize five hundred sword blades, and I will assemble the scabbard and handle myself when I go back. Can't you do it? Your pretense clearly states that you can customize swords of various sizes. Don't you, the Bian family, pay attention to credibility? In full view of everyone
Do you want to cheat too?"
"Lao Gao! How much does this sword cost..."
The young woman hurriedly pulled the shopkeeper to the side, and the shopkeeper said anxiously: "The price of materials is already more than twenty taels. If we add wages, we still have to pay for five hundred sticks. This traitor is really hateful. He is clearly trying to extort money!"
"
"Don't worry! I don't think he can afford the money at all..."
The young woman patted him calmly, walked back to the door and said with a smile: "Young master, you are joking. The most important thing for our Bian family is reputation. We always spit on each other and nail it. Not to mention ten thousand taels of silver, even one hundred thousand taels."
You're lying, sir, please pay me, I'll accept the exchange for ten thousand taels!"
"Wait a minute! I'm going to the bank, no! I'm going to get the money..."
Zhao Guanren took out a bag of large qianmen from his sleeve pocket and distributed it to the onlookers with a smile. Then, under the shocked gaze of the young woman, he walked into the Xie family sword shop and murmured to the shopkeeper who was watching the excitement. The shopkeeper immediately
Have a good laugh.
"No! This little thief, this little thief..."
The young woman pointed at Zhao Guanren and her eyes turned red. Soon she saw Zhao Guanren pushing a wheelbarrow out with two heavy boxes of silver on it. She pushed it in front of the young woman and said with a smile: "Shopkeeper! The silver is here for you, five hundred handles."
Where is the Xuanjia Sword?"
"You, you, you, shameless..."
The young woman cursed angrily, while the shopkeeper's face was ashen, uglier than his own mother's death.
"Come and see..."
The guys from the Xie family shouted from the opposite side: "The Bian family's shop is cheating and refusing to admit its debt. The Bian family is shameless. Everyone, come and see!"
"Bah~ You are an untrustworthy person! Go back on your word! What the hell..."
The melon-eaters who had taken the cigarettes also scorned them, but a carriage suddenly stopped, and a heroic woman in a blue dress shot out of the carriage. She jumped up the steps holding a long blue sheath sword and said loudly: "Who said
We are going back on our word, Lao Gao! Pay it forward!"
"Hehe~ Miss Bian! I almost didn't recognize it. I'm so polite..."
Zhao Guanren hugged his fists with a smile. He almost didn't recognize Bian Xianglan when she put on her clothes, but she was dressed more like a heroine than a female boss in charge of the business.
"Master, don't blame me..."
Bian Xianglan was also quite wealthy. He returned the courtesy and said with a smile: "My servant does not understand etiquette and has disturbed the young master. Please come with me to the next door for a cup of tea. Xianglan will personally apologize to you. I will definitely give you the sword in full!"
"It doesn't matter! Just admit it..."
Zhao Guanren bowed his hands to the melon-eaters and took Yu Niang into the tea shop next door.
"You wait outside..."
Bian Xianglan glanced at Yu Niang coldly and took Zhao Guanren directly into the back hall. Unexpectedly, there was a "swish" sound and a long sword was placed on his neck.
"Do you really think I don't dare to kill you..."
Bian Xianglan glared at Zhao Guanren fiercely, her sword not moving at all.
"Dare! Is there anything you, Bian Laosi, dare not do..."
Zhao Guanren smiled nonchalantly and said: "Yesterday I agreed to let me go, but in the end, I sent someone to ambush me. You are a renegade little bitch. If I don't show you some color, you really think I'm a fool, so hurry up and kill me."
Please kill me so that everyone will know that your Bian family runs a black shop!"
"you……"
Bian Xianglan raised his sword in anger and wanted to stab it, but the silver teeth were broken and he could not stab it. However, Zhao Guanren took out a small bamboo tube, poured out a roll of drawing paper from it, and slowly smiled and said:
"Miss Bian! Please see how my painting is. Is it beautiful?"