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Chapter 105: Why did the high-end poetry club become so philistine?(1/2)

rub!

Wang Yuan didn't drag it off, and drew out the Tang sword and handed it to Dahu, asking him to show it directly.

The big tiger slashed two times!

Click!

The oxtail knife was broken into two pieces, and the sixty layers of leather armor were even split into the table!

Swish!

The whole audience calmed down.

Wang Yuan grabbed the Tang sword, turned his wrist to show the damage-free blade!

The big tiger grabbed the broken knife with one hand and the broken armor with the other, showing it from the side.

"Sixty layers of armor piercing and cutting iron like mud is better than a treasure knife, so it is not an exaggeration to call it a magic weapon!"

Most of the literati in the field were not interested in swords and were now staring wide.

The woman in purple, Xue Pan's eyes were silent for a moment, as if she had been stolen by the Tang sword.

Li Sansi was even more confused. He didn't know where the magic weapon blade came from with his brother-in-law!

Bai Feifei's eyes swept over Tang Dao, and finally fell on Wang Yuan, and became very interested.

The words just now shocked her, and now she has gotten such a magic weapon!

This guy always surprises people!

I originally planned to spend some money to recruit him into the Bai family, but now it doesn't work.

Wang Haitian asked, "Brother, what kind of knife is this? What kind of method is it to make it? How come it is so sharp."

Everyone in the field pricked up their ears!

Wang Yuan raised the Tang sword and said, "This sword is called the Polu Sword. It is the world's number one sword-making master. It is made of nine kinds of metals mixed with meteorites from the sky. It took three years to cast three. On the day of the sword, it was raining heavily, lightning and thunder, and with the blood of soldiers of a hundred battles, the great scholars and literary works were pioneering, and they finally achieved the invincible edge."

"No wonder it's so sharp!"

Originally, I was surprised to see that the magic weapon should be built like this!

Dahu tightened his face and held back his smile.

Brother Yuan is so good at making Tang Dao. He made three pieces a day.

Now it’s time for Brother Yuan to say three years!

"I'm invincible, then I'm going to try it!"

Xue Pan pulled out the long sword beside his waist: "My sword is best made by craftsmen in the Ministry of Works. It can break the armor for thirty-six. Come and try your sword."

Bai Feifei's lips slightly picked up.

Xue Pan wanted this knife, but he was afraid of being trapped, so he had to experiment with it himself.

"Try it!"

Wang Yuan raised his eyebrows and said, "But if you cut off your sword, I will not be responsible for compensation."

Xue Pan raised his sword and slashed: "You don't have to pay!"

Wang Yuan turned sideways, threw the Tang sword to Dahu, and retreated aside.

Dangdangdangdangdangdang!

The sound of swords and swords interception sounded rapidly!

Click!

The sword in Xue Pan's hand was broken into two pieces, and the Tang sword in the big tiger was unharmed!

hiss!

The audience sucked in air!

Bai Feifei's eyes shine brightly.

Even the sword that breaks the armor and thirty-six can be cut off, and the Breaking Sword is useless to destroy the enemy's sword.

This knife can be used as a family heirloom!

"Hahaha!"

After throwing the ground and breaking the sword, Xue Pan laughed happily: "Mr. Mingtan, I've given this sword to me, so I'll give it a price!"

“…”

Wang Yuan hasn't spoken yet!

Bai Feifei also stood up: "Mr. Mingtan, I am interested in this sword and I want to compete."

Xue Pan's eyes sank, but after a glance at Bai Feifei, he gritted his teeth and fell silent!

Mr. Luan Qing also stood up: "Brother Mingtan, my brother also likes this sword and wants to buy it and pass it on to future generations!"

"Mr. Mingtan, I also want to fight for this sword!"

Some scholars from major clans also stood up to express their opinions!

Such magical weapons and blades are worth the money whether they buy heirlooms or give gifts.

Even Yang Wanli, who hated Wang Yuan, also winked at a juren, who also stood up and expressed his intention to buy it!

For a moment, more than a dozen people expressed their intention to buy Tang Dao!

"Thank you to everyone's love, but there are many people and few soldiers, only those with higher prices can get it!"

This reaction made Wang Yuan very satisfied. As expected, he was going to pick the right place to sell his knife!

A picketer took the lead in speaking: "One thousand taels of gold!"

On the market, ordinary swords are not worth a lot of money, but precious swords can be sold for hundreds or thousands of taels of silver, and the value of a magic weapon can be at least ten times higher.

"One thousand five hundred taels of gold!"

"Two thousand taels of gold!"

"Two thousand five hundred taels of gold!"

...

"Five thousand taels of gold!"

Mr. Luan Qing made a bid and the market calmed down.

Five thousand taels of gold and fifty thousand taels of silver, many big families can take it out.

But not many people dare to compete with Mr. Luan Qing, so they must give it a favor.

Many people were confused under Dinglong Platform!

"In previous years, the students stood up one by one and recited their poems!"

"Yes, why didn't there be any movement this year? Instead, I called the price!"

"How can such an elegant poetry festival become so philanthropic!"

"What the hell happened above!"

A group of people raised their necks, looked at the platform, guessing what was going on!

Commander Xue Pan clasped his fists and said, "Mr. Luan Qing, late-life is a military position. He needs a magic weapon to protect his body. He cannot give in. Eight thousand taels of gold."

Swish!

Many picketers sucked in the air!

He is worthy of being a noble family, and he adds 3,000 taels of gold at a time without blinking.

Mr. Luan Qing chuckled and nodded without saying a word!

Bai Feifei raised his eyebrows: "Ten thousand taels of gold!"

Xue Pan turned around and turned around: "You..."

"Don't worry, the magic weapon is not a soldier!"

Bai Feifei raised his eyebrows and pointed: "If you don't rob me of this, I won't rob me of you."

When Xue Pan saw the tiger's back, there were two magic weapons, he frowned and sat down.

Bai Feifei grabbed Tang Dao, but threw it to the woman in purple without even looking at it. He took out a stack of golden paper from his sleeve, clicked ten pieces and handed them over.

"This is?"

Wang Yuan was confused: I had only seen silver in my predecessor, but I had never seen this thing.

Hu Mengying whispered: "This is a gold banknote, which is a joint hairstyle of paper banknotes by many wealthy salt merchants and silk merchants in Guzhou and Qianzhou. This piece of gold is worth 1,000 taels. It can be exchanged in the money houses of Daye City, which is convenient for large-scale transactions and can be exchanged in the county town. Many families like to ask for it, no problem!"

"oh!"

Wang Yuan then felt relieved to take the matter.
To be continued...
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