The Southern Song Dynasty began with the apprenticeship of Huang Shang

Chapter 47
In the short time, all kinds of dishes were brought up, including Dongpo pork, beggar's chicken, and so on.

Before Yang Chengye could speak, Niu Mang couldn't wait to eat, as if he had been hungry for three days.

After drinking and eating, Yang Chengye called the waiter in the shop and asked him to open a room for him to stay with Niu Mang.

After entering the room, Niu Mang lay lazily on the bed and fell asleep.

Yang Chengye put down his burden and left the room. He planned to go shopping again, to see if he could buy a long sword that was handy. He couldn't practice Dragon City swordsmanship with tree branches every time.

The area around Jiangsu and Zhejiang was called the Yue State in the Spring and Autumn Period. The Yue State produced skilled craftsmen, especially swordsmiths. Ou Yezi and Mo Xie were the top swordsmiths in the Yue State.

During the Song Dynasty, although the literati flourished and the warriors fell, many literati would hang a long sword around their waists as an ornament.

Yang Chengye walked through the streets, avoided the crowds, and found a slightly larger weapons shop called "Jiange".

Yang Chengye walked into the shop and saw all kinds of swords of different lengths hanging on the walls of the shop, the scabbards were exquisitely decorated and the tassels were elegant.

There were also people browsing the swords in the store, and the boss greeted them with a smile.

The boss is a slightly fat, slightly shrewd middle-aged man.

When the boss saw Yang Chengye's half-grown child walking in, he curled his lips in disdain, and said to the waiter, "Go and greet the guests."

At the same time, he whispered in the buddy's ear: "Take care of him, don't be a thief again."

The clerk promised, came to Yang Chengye, raised his eyebrows, and asked bluntly: "What do you want to buy?"

Yang Chengye was slightly angry, and said lightly: "Just take a look!"

Suddenly, Yang Chengye saw a slightly worn-out sword placed in the corner of the counter, so he pointed to the sword and said, "Take that sword out and have a look."

The man glanced at the sword, and found that it was a broken sword that had been left unattended for an unknown period of time. He rolled his eyes and said, "That sword is the treasure of our store, and it is priceless."

Yang Chengye knew that this guy was despising him, and he was upset, so he snorted coldly: "Shouldn't you just say a broken sword? It has become a treasure in the store, show it to me."

The buddy didn't answer, but slowly took out the broken sword slowly.

Yang Chengye took the broken sword and felt that his hand was slightly heavy. Before he drew the sword, there was a chill in his palm, and he thought to himself: "Could it be a good sword?"

Yang Chengye didn't know much about swords, he just wanted to find a handy one to use.

Yang Chengye looked at the sword carefully, and found that the scabbard was ordinary, covered with rust, and there was a little moss on the hilt.

Immediately after Yang Chengye drew his sword out of its sheath, a gust of cold air rushed over his face, making his cheeks ache, and he said inwardly: "Good sword!"

But the cold air was only fleeting, and no one except Yang Chengye noticed it.

When Yang Chengye came back to his senses, he saw that the blade was also mottled and rusted, it must have been wiped by no one for a long time.

Yang Chengye returned the sword to its sheath, and asked the clerk, "How much silver is this sword?"

The guy's eyes lit up. This sword has been in the store for many years, and no one has ever cared about it. Even the boss said it was a broken sword. If it can be sold, it will be sold. It doesn't matter if it can't be sold. It's just picked up from the countryside. .

Now that the kid in front of him wants to buy it, if he can sell it, he can even sell it at a high price. Presumably the boss will give him a few more rewards if he is happy!
Thinking of this, the guy's attitude turned 180 degrees, and he said with a smile: "Young master, this sword is the treasure of our store, it was handed down by our boss' ancestors, and it is also the swordsmith Ou Yezi's sword." The work of Fengshan was originally not for sale, if you want to buy it, you can pay 500 taels of silver!"

Seeing Yang Chengye frowning, the waiter continued to whisper: "Young master, please don't say anything. Our boss priced this sword at 800 taels. I just quoted you the lowest price because of your kindness!"

Yang Chengye looked at the broken sword, curled his lips, and said: "We are all in the same industry, so you don't have to quote such a high price."

Hearing this, the guy's face changed, and he said in a bad tone: "Coming together? Are you also a sword seller?"

Yang Chengye shook his head and said, "I am a robber!"

"what?"

Hearing Yang Chengye's words, the man's voice increased by [-] decibels.

"Robbery? Don't you even look at this place? You came here to rob?"

The man's yelling alarmed everyone in the store, including the boss.

"Who, who robbed?"

The boss rushed over quickly and asked the buddy.

"He, he said he was a robber!"

The buddy pointed at Yang Chengye and said to the boss.

At this time, everyone in the store gathered around, looking at Yang Chengye's young age, he didn't look like he was here to rob.

The boss's expression changed, and he asked Yang Chengye: "Do you want to rob our shop?"

"You don't even look at this place, the guests who come here are either rich or expensive, be careful that you can't get out of this door!"

Yang Chengye spread his hands and said, "Where did I say I was a robber?"

"I just said that your store was robbed, but such a broken sword is still called the treasure of the store, and dare to charge a high price of 500 taels of silver. What is it if it is not robbed?"

After hearing Yang Chengye's words, everyone understood that they had misunderstood Yang Chengye after arguing for a long time, and their expressions immediately relaxed.

And the boss probably understood that it was his buddy who deliberately sold the sword at a high price in order to get more rewards, and immediately glared at the buddy, who shrank his neck and took two steps back.

The boss coughed dryly and said: "Master, as the saying goes, there is no benevolence and righteousness in buying and selling. This sword is indeed an ancestral item of my family, and it is also the treasure of my Jiange."

"The guy offered a price of 500 taels. If you can't afford it, then don't buy it. Why export it to hurt people?"

Yang Chengye said indifferently: "I want this sword sincerely, so don't use those high-sounding excuses to prevaricate me, just quote a real price."

"this…………"

The boss hesitated. This broken sword has been in the store for seven or eight years, and no one cares about it. Now that someone has seen it, he is eager to sell it, but the words have been spoken, so how can he change his words?

"Let me see what kind of sword is worth 500 taels of silver."

At this moment, a crisp voice sounded, and then a young and beautiful woman in a red tights, red boots, a sword hanging from her waist, and a red cloak pushed everyone away and walked in.

Seeing the person coming, the owner's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly said with a smile: "So it's Ms. Han, you can come to the shop, it really makes the shop flourish!"

The woman glanced at Yang Chengye, and asked the boss: "What kind of sword can sell for 500 taels of silver, let me have a look."

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