The bad emperor of Tang Dynasty

After a few quarters of an hour of strolling around the bustling blacksmithing and forging area, Guo Nuan proposed to Father Zhang to visit the finished weapon warehouse.

Father Zhang is not only a skilled old iron craftsman, but also an important old man in the Guanzhong Merchant Gang.The strong old man looked at the group of three people casually with his intelligent eyes, and he estimated who came. This is an extraordinary distinguished guest who is different from ordinary buyers.

First of all, look at the school boy in his teens. He is neatly tailored in black inlaid brocade clothes. Although he is young, his servants behave in accordance with the etiquette norms. A quality personal servant.

As for the fat man, he looks like a countryman Lu Fu, but after careful observation, this fat man talks casually with the young master in charge, without distinction, he is probably very capable, probably a personal bodyguard.

Especially when Father Zhang accidentally saw Guo Nuan, who was dressed in a fine attire, raised his hand and caught a glimpse of the sparkle of gold inlaid with precious stones.Oh, Guo Nuan didn't expect that the golden dagger hidden in his sleeve for self-defense would be seen by Zhang Lao.

"My lord, please, please, this way please!"

Father Zhang hurriedly and respectfully led Guo Nuan and the others to the storehouse in the East University courtyard. Father Zhang felt turbulent and shocked, and said inwardly, "Uh, that...that's right, it's a pure gold and precious stone dagger. It's extravagant." ... Which noble family is this son from?With such a prodigal family, who would be willing to fight with a pure gold knife inlaid with colorful gemstones, it's too fucking extravagant.

Actually, Father Zhang wronged Mr. Guo, who has always been simple and frugal. The pure gold dagger was a picked-up property.

Well, seeing that Guo Nuan is very interested in the weapons and weapons in this blacksmith shop, Father Zhang decided today to dig out all the treasures that have been kept at the bottom of the box for decades.

This is a big customer with great potential. As a businessman, Father Zhang thinks that he must use his best iron products to win the favor of customers, otherwise he may not look down on him.

Father Zhang carried a large bunch of keys, and the four of them entered the wing room with heavy locks, and in a blink of an eye they arrived at the underground warehouse. Seven or eight oil lamps in the corner were lit, and the dark underground cellar suddenly lit up.

Looking around, the rows of wooden weapon racks in front of the wall are full of beautiful things, and there are eighteen types of weapons.

"Young master, our store has a complete range of goods, including long weapons, such as daggers, spears, spears, sticks, sticks, and less popular ones, such as shovels, scorpions, pestles, rods, sticks, palladium, handles, as long as you can think of weapons. You can buy everything here, haha, even those antique weapons from the dynasties before the Jin Dynasty, such as ax, halberd, lance, fork, 镋, and scythe, we can produce them."

"Oh! I didn't expect your shop's weapon culture to be extensive and profound. There are so many varieties of long weapons alone." Guo Nuan and the other three wandered around a row of weapon racks, and they all smacked their tongues in praise.

"Hehe, without bragging, Zhang's Dongshan shop has been open for more than 170 years. My husband took over as the No. 11 shopkeeper of the family. It is well-deserved as the number one blacksmith shop in the Guan."

Father Zhang spoke with incomparable pride, Guo Nuan and the other three faced the excellent weapons placed on the weapon rack, and they once again calmly raised expressions of approval.

"Of course, short weapons, such as swords, knives, whips, knives, hooks, sickles, hammers, chains, rulers, crutches, whistle sticks, rings, and wheels, are produced in our blacksmith shop as well."

While talking, Mr. Zhang picked up a three-foot-seven-inch beheading steel broadsword from the weapon rack, and performed a set of powerful and powerful sword skills.

In the not-so-large underground cellar, Father Zhang wields the sword calmly and exquisitely, sometimes his movements are slow, and sometimes his strength bursts out. Suddenly, he turned around and twitched his tail, and with a chop, he slammed into the wind, and with a stab, he pierced through the back of the paper. It was obvious that Guo Nuan and the others had mouths so long that they could fit a big duck egg.

Ah Fu murmured in amazement: "Oh my god! Young master, look, this... Father Zhang's knife tip is five feet away from the paper stake target where the knife was tested. In the blink of an eye, the big knife Falsely chopping down, the blade danced in an instant and burst into a strong wind, that...fucking penetrated three pieces of good-quality mulberry paper!" Well, Ah Fu, who has never liked to say rude words, marveled and subconsciously swears.

Guo Nuan rubbed his eyes. As the master, he was much calmer than the book boy, and his mouth squirmed silently, but his heart was already bursting with excitement: "Quack, this saber technique is fierce, and the saber is also fierce. Brother Luo with immeasurable saber skills, I never thought there would be a Lian Jiazi who could rival him, and besides, the man in front of him is an old man in his fifties! How powerful is this?" As for the fat man next to him, he also looked admiring.

Father Zhang had expected the amazement of the audience. He didn't stop at all. After landing, he used a move to cut in. The steel knife seemed like a dragon flying out of the sea, and the thunderbolt trembled. It broke at the sound, click, click, cut off the neck simply...

"Damn, it's like cutting a white radish. It's so neat that it can be used as a stool. There's not even a wooden burr." The fat man stretched out his hand to caress the smooth incision, and was surprised again. knife!"

Father Zhang is going all out today. Guo Nuan is a very honored guest in his eyes. The old man is getting old, and he doesn't care about the hidden dangers of occupational diseases that he has left behind for decades. , Osteoporosis, or the risk of Shenma high blood pressure bursting blood vessels.

I saw Mr. Zhang showing off all his skills. He used all kinds of martial arts to show the exquisiteness of all kinds of weapons in his blacksmith shop. "Haha, youngsters, the old man's performance is not over yet!"

With a powerful roar, the old man's power remained the same as before, and the eyes of the third boy shone brightly.

Quickly pushing the knife wrist to turn the handle of the ring head, the steel knife was thrown into the weapon rack accurately after being fiddled with for a while.Father Zhang jumped up and down like a kite in shock. He quickly spun around the weapon rack, and at some point there was another sword in his hand.

"Clang!" There was a crisp and pleasant sound of the sword being drawn, and the sword was drawn at high speed, and the sword would kill. "Sword, pay attention to pulling, piercing, wiping, belting, and pulling. Every style must be flexible and powerful! Of course, good swordsmanship must be matched with a good sword made by Dongshan Blacksmith!" Zhang Lao still had the energy to open his mouth during the sword dance. sell ads.

The sword style slid across the air again and again smoothly, playing a series of soft and gentle sword sounds, and the sword flowers danced wildly for a while.The sword technique used by Father Zhang released an incomparably fierce and domineering aura, but now dexterity has become the main theme of the sword.

Slowly, Father Zhang retracted the sword, and Guo Nuan and the others saw clearly that it was a slightly curved blade sword. The right hand turned back instantly, and the left hand brushed the back of the sword, and the sword was sheathed, silently.

"Puff, puff, puff!" The three of Guo Nuan turned around, and the sandbags hanging from the wooden beams on the ceiling of the three cellars in the corner gushed out, and the sand flowed down from the sacks piercing the sword holes, spreading all over the place. .

"Uh... the lethality of this sword... and the effect of delay, high, really high." Guo Nuan was speechless.

"Haha, I haven't practiced family skills for a long time. How about, why don't you try other things. For example, the Mo Dao equipped by the imperial guards in the palace, the long spear of Shuofang Army, the commander of the frontier fortress Guo, and the old man's blacksmith shop have made treasures and can also be played. few times."

Put away the sword, Zhang Lao said without blushing after a series of intense exercises.

"Hehe, Mr. Zhang is super skilled in martial arts, and the weapons made by your shop are actually very powerful, high-quality, and extremely sharp. Guo Nuan opened his eyes today, it's not bad."

The smiling Guo Nuan and the three stood together in a row and gave thumbs up in admiration.