Legend of the Giants of the Imperial Palace

"There are so many broken etiquettes, eat when you are hungry." Shirou picked up the chopsticks, picked up the vegetables, and ate.

Due to the lack of materials, the oil is also squeezed from wild boars, so Shirou can only use pork to make various dishes, such as fried pork, pork liver and lean meat soup, etc. After all, wild boars are not domestic pigs and have little fat. some.

"Yes Yes!"

After eating, Ah Xie and Ah Zhu were ready to go to bed.It was getting dark after all.

After learning about the recent political and military situation from the two, and asking about some news, Shirou didn't find the reason why Alaya sent him here.

Generally speaking, asking him to do something means that someone is going crazy and disrupting the course of history.

But Shirou felt that it was calm and no one was doing anything.

Shirou did not give up and asked for a while, and the two of them were about to tell when their wives were going to give birth before Shirou let them go.

"It seems that there is nothing wrong? Who is the subordinate of the two of you?" Shirou asked casually.

"We are samurai under Yagyu Tanimamori-sama." Sanada Izo said proudly.

Only then did Shirou remember that the powerful swordsman these days seems to have such a name.

"Well, what are you doing here?"

"We came here to observe the situation. According to rumors, there are many strange phenomena in the vicinity, such as these demons and ghosts. Then we will investigate whether there is a tendency of human rebellion in the vicinity. After all, the Shimabara Rebellion has passed not long ago. .” Sanada Izo answered Shirou’s question honestly.

There are more ghosts, so write this down first, this is consistent with what A Xie said, maybe it has something to do with abnormalities.

After all, this is the seventeenth century, the Heian period, so there should be newspapers, right?

"Yes, there are, but it's a bit expensive." Izo Sanada replied, "There are newspapers in Dirt City."

Shirou patted his thigh: "Okay, buy me a newspaper tomorrow."

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Finally back to the dormitory. . . . .

Chapter 5 Transaction Completed

"Buy a newspaper?" Sanada looked puzzled.

Nagahide Muto immediately rejected Shirou's request: "Grandpa, we also have tasks. If we do as you say, we will be punished."

But Shirou wasn't too worried. Facing the samurai, couldn't Shirou intimidate or lure?

What is a samurai?What is the standard equipment of a samurai?

Knife of course!A good knife is his second life for an excellent samurai, which is as precious as a modern male sports car.

And he, Wei Gong, ah no, Qianzi Muromasa is just a knife maker, just making a knife, what's the problem?

"Of course there is a reward." Shirou showed a smile, "Speaking of it, I still have a little experience with the old man forging the knife. But, for a month, you have to buy me a newspaper. The request is not much, once every seven days , Go and buy me a seven-day supply at a time."

Sanada Izo's heart was suddenly raised, and he felt that Shirou's words were not aimless, and any remarks with a little experience were all bullshit.

Who dares to say that without a word or two of modesty?

Then do it better than anyone else.

But Izo Sanada was still hesitant. He didn't know whether the knife Shirou was going to forge was worth his life to cut corners. He bought it every seven days, and it took one day to go back and forth.

More than one full day of absenteeism each week——

Yagyu Tanimamori would personally behead him if he found out that he was cutting corners.

Sanada Izo was so tangled up that his eyebrows were knit together.

When Muto Nagahide heard what Shirou said, he sneered: "Grandpa, although you are very good, forging knives is not suitable for you, is it?"

The implication is that your ability to fight has nothing to do with how well you forge swords.

But Shirou likes such an honest child, especially he gave Shirou a step to show him his level.He hadn't been able to strongly recommend his own knife just now, and it was always suspected that Wang Po was selling melons and boasting.But being questioned by others and then he comes to show his level is different.

"As the saying goes, a doctor who doesn't read magical girls is not a good magician."

"What do you mean?" Nagahide Muto couldn't understand Shirou's language at all, and felt that they were not communicating on the same channel at all.

"It means that if you don't even have a side job, life will be too monotonous and not colorful at all. And forging knives..."

"It's your side job?" Nagahide Muto evaluated Shirou's level of forging swords. Such a powerful person is not bad even if he is a side job forging swords, right?

Shirou rolled his eyes at him: "Although it's a side job, the ranking is still a bit higher than the status of a samurai."

"Then what is your main business?"

"Poet. For example, there is a poet who wrote a sentence well, Gou..."

"dog?"

"Gou is not my property, even if I don't take any of it. Haven't even read the articles of the Song Dynasty poet Su Shi on the other side? Children, read more." Shi Lang said earnestly and patted him on the shoulder.

It's time to show off.

Taking Muto Nagahide's sword casually, Shirou glanced at it: "Have you never killed anyone with this sword?"

"Eh, eh? This, this..." Nagahide Muto muttered in embarrassment, obviously Shirou told the truth that it was embarrassing that a samurai had never killed anyone.

"The knifesmith's instinct allows the old man to know that you have never killed anyone just by looking at the knife."