Interstellar wasteland: I have a pristine planet

Chapter 64

Although five thousand catties was far from Guo Tianlun's request, but there wasn't that much, so it could only make do with it.

"How is the kitchen knife used? It's not for nothing that I gave you the kitchen knife. Please come up with your opinion."

"Hold the grass! If you don't mention it, I will forget it. My wife asked me where this knife came from. It is fast and does not need to be sharpened. She has already recommended it to her relatives."

"I'm not bragging. My kitchen knife can be used for ten years. I can't say whether I need to sharpen the knife in the middle, but it's definitely fast."

It is certain that the kitchen knife is fast, but it is not clear whether it needs to be sharpened in the middle. After all, it is only the third day since this kitchen knife was brought back.

"Where did you get it?"

"It's still the same sentence, don't ask where it came from? If you can sell this knife, I'll give you a wholesale price of twenty."

"Twenty? It's a little expensive. It's only ten or eight yuan for a fight."

"Is that called a kitchen knife? My kitchen knife can be used as an ax to chop firewood. How dare you buy those kitchen knives online?"

Baimang actually chopped firewood with a kitchen knife in Lanmanxing, and it was not cut at 01:30. How can it be brought to the market without hard trials.

He had cut so much wood that the blade was not curled at all.

"Your kitchen knife can still cut firewood?"

"You'll know when you go back and try it. Let me tell you, it's much better than chopping wood with an axe. No matter how difficult it is to chop wood, a kitchen knife cuts it down, just like cutting tofu."

This is true. The most difficult part of splitting firewood is the intersection of branches. The rural people call it a tree boil, and that is the most difficult place to split.

But under Baimang's kitchen knife, no matter where the branches of the firewood meet, just swipe the knife down to ensure that it will be split without a trace of connection.

"If your hatchet can really split firewood, then 20 yuan for your knife is really not expensive."

"The 20 yuan is just the wholesale price for you. You have the final say on how much you sell."

"Okay! Next time, next time I will take a few back home and recommend them to relatives and friends."

After Guo Tianlun left, Yao Yue increased his weight to two thousand catties.

Fortunately, the group of shadows were picking fruit last night, and Baimang gave them a task of [-] jin, otherwise they would go to Lanmangxing again tonight.

After sending them all away, Bai Mang also packed up and prepared to go to the market.

The work at home is done by my father and uncle, so he doesn't have to worry about it at all.

Bai Mang put a few pieces of wood on his electric tricycle, the kind of wood with tree boils, and then rode the electric tricycle to the market in Baitang Town.

Baitang Town is located by the sea, and it is a big town in Tang City.

The market in Baitang Town is the fourth ninth day of the lunar calendar, that is, every fourth ninth day, there are dozens of people in Baitang Town.

Among the rural bazaars in Tangcheng, Baitang Town's bazaar ranks among the top three in terms of scale and transaction volume.

Every market is crowded with people.

Bai Mang came to the market, but didn't look for a place in the market.

The land inside is all land bought by businessmen with money, how much is one meter.

Unless a stall owner doesn't come, you can't even get a needle in.

Bai Mang spread a piece of cloth on the ground next to a group of people selling chickens, ducks, geese and dogs outside the market, and then took out ten of his hatchets and arranged them neatly.

"Young man! Do you sell kitchen knives?"

An old chicken seller next to Baimang asked him.

Isn't this asking knowingly? If you don't sell knives, you will put a bunch of them!

"Yes sir! Selling hatchets!"

"What kind of knife is this?"

"What knife? A kitchen knife!"

"I'm talking about whether your knife is imported from other places or made by yourself. You don't look like local knives. The knives are all black. Yours is white, just like stainless steel knives."

"My relative made this knife, so I'll go to the market to sell it to him." Bai Mang made an excuse casually.

"Then how much do you sell this kitchen knife for?"

"41!"

"Your kitchen knife is not cheap!"

"The knife is good! Naturally, the price is high."

Bai Mang chatted with the old man about nothing, and after seven o'clock, the market began to fill up, so he took out another piece of cloth and spread it beside his stall.

The cloth was written by him last night, and the content on it is: A steel knife is used all over the world, and it will be passed down from generation to generation.

There is also a line of smaller words below: It can be used for 50 years, and it can chop vegetables, meat, bones, and firewood.

Some people are attracted by the content on his cloth.

But it's normal to cut vegetables. If a kitchen knife doesn't cut vegetables, can it kill people?

Chop meat is also normal.

It's a bit mysterious to chop bones.

To chop bones, people generally use a small axe, or buy a thick bone chopping knife, which is a bit of a waste of time to chop bones with this knife.

But in the end, what was the fuss about chopping firewood?Who knows how to chop firewood with a kitchen knife?

Most people smiled when they saw it, but there were always curious people who squatted down to look at Baimang's knife, and some even tried to touch Baimang's kitchen knife.

"First of all, it's best not to touch the blade with your hands. I'm not responsible for cutting your hand. I recorded it with my mobile phone. Don't blame me for not reminding you."

Many elderly people in rural areas are also used to touch the blade horizontally with their hands to determine whether the knife is fast or not.

You cut your hand with a swipe, and you ask Baimang for money later, Baimang will not be responsible.

"Young man! Where did you get this knife?"

Isn't it strange for people nowadays? It's not a good habit to keep asking where the product comes from.

"My relative made it himself, and I will sell it for him."

"Boy! Why is it written on your cloth that you can chop firewood?"

"My knife can be used as an axe."

"Oh! Is it true or not?"

"How can this be fake? Didn't you see that I pulled some firewood on the car? It was a field test for unbelievers."

"Then can you try?"

There is nothing you can't try!
Bai Mang turned around and brought two pieces of firewood, and handed them to the interrogator: "Take a look, is this firewood fake?"

"How could there be fake firewood?"

Since the firewood is not fake, the experiment will begin immediately.

Bai Mang held firewood in his left hand, as if he was holding a carrot in his hand, and picked up a kitchen knife from the stall with his right hand, and started chopping firewood.

It's really like a housewife peeling a radish with a knife.

I saw Baimang's hand holding the knife flying up and down, and the firewood was chopped off piece by piece.

The people squatting in front of his stall were dumbfounded, and even those who walked by his stall were attracted.

Hold the grass!This is not cutting firewood, it's like peeling apples.

Baimang cut more than a dozen knives, and shortened the one-foot-long piece of firewood by half.

He changed another piece of firewood and handed it to the person in front of the stall: "Does anyone want to try it out for himself?"

"Let me try!" A shirtless man emerged from the crowd, and took firewood and a kitchen knife from Baimang.

"I solemnly remind you, don't cut off your own hands, and don't touch others. Everyone move to the side, it's best to stay away from him, don't be touched, touching is a hole."

The people around moved to the side to give this man a space to experiment.

(End of this chapter)