Loud noises came from all directions, pulling Zhang Fan back from his thoughts.
"Walk."
With a slight curve in the corner of his mouth, Zhang Fan looked at Ouyang Xian'er and said, "Let's go around."
Ouyang Xian'er came back to her senses, a smile appeared on her face, and she followed Zhang Fan towards the street.
Liuyun City may be just a small country, but the streets really feel lively and lively to Wang Lin.
Looking back and forth, Zhang Fan, who was wearing a white robe, completely integrated into the atmosphere.
When passing by a stall selling weapons, Zhang Fan stopped, his expression showed a slight fluctuation, and his eyes fell on the stall.
"What kind of weapons do you want, little brother? I have everything here, and they are all top-notch."
The stall owner is a middle-aged man with a medium build, naturally curly hair, slightly dark skin, a kind face, and looks honest and honest, but his small eyes twinkle from time to time.
"Let me see."
Zhang Fan glanced at the man and understood in his heart that this man was definitely the kind of person who looked simple and honest but was shrewd on the inside.
Zhang Fan's black eyes fell on the stall and he started scanning.
The weapons on the stall were arranged very neatly, including knives, guns, swords... all kinds of weapons existed, as well as some girls' trinkets. Those trinkets were directly ignored by him, and his eyes fell on a row.
On top of the sword.
His favorite thing is the sword!
The lightness of the sword, the sharpness of the sword, and the speed of the sword all fascinated him!
His eyes slowly drifted, and finally fell on a long sword.
The long sword is covered by a golden scabbard. The scabbard has complex patterns and a very unique artistic style. The hilt is very delicate. There is a green gem inlaid at the end of the hilt, which looks gorgeous.
Show your royal style!
Spreading his right hand, Zhang Fan grabbed the sword and settled it in his hand. It weighed about half a kilogram, and it felt good in the hand.
"Qiang!"
With a crisp sound, Zhang Fan pulled out the sword directly, and a sharp aura suddenly swept out from the sword body.
"This sword is very good."
Zhang Fan took a serious look at the sword and found that the length of the sword was about 65 centimeters and the width of the sword was 6 centimeters. It was slightly larger than the sword in his previous life, but this was not enough to show anything.
Because the sword requires a suitable fit, Zhang Fan raised the sword with his right hand and instantly stabbed out a sword flower, breathing fierce energy like a python.
"sulfuric acid!"
After a sword flower was completed, Zhang Fan's movement was instantly retracted, a graceful arc appeared, and the sword was directly inserted into the scabbard.
The movements are extremely graceful and clean.
Zhang Fan raised his brows slightly, with a look of surprise in his eyes. This craftsmanship is definitely of the highest level. The sword and scabbard get along harmoniously and complement each other without any lag.
"Boss, how much does this sword cost?" Zhang Fan felt that this sword was quite good, and it was also a good choice to be used as a temporary weapon.
The stall owner had a smile on his face: "My little brother has good eyesight, and he actually picked the best sword here at a glance. But this little brother is a bit unfamiliar. I will take care of you for the first time. This sword costs 5,000 yuan."
I’ll sell you gold coins.”
"Five thousand?" Zhang Fan's eyebrows trembled slightly, he looked at Ouyang Xian'er and said, "How many gold coins do we have?"
"Master, there are only more than a thousand."
Ouyang Xian'er was startled by the boss's words. When she heard Zhang Fan's words, she whispered: "How about I go back and ask for some more?"
Shaking his head gently, Zhang Fan glanced at the boss, shook his head slightly, and said, "What a pity." After saying that, he put down his sword.
"What do you mean little brother?"
Seeing Zhang Fan put down his sword and shook his head with a regretful expression, the stall owner couldn't help but ask.
"This sword must have been used by someone else."
Zhang Fan's mouth curved slightly. Although the sword was well decorated, it was still hard to escape his expert swordsman's eyes. The hilt, scabbard, and even the sword itself could not see anything, but the sword contained
The killing intent is not for nothing, this sword must have been left behind by the previous owner.
After Zhang Fan finished speaking, the stall owner's expression stiffened slightly, and then he chuckled and said, "Brother, are you kidding me? This sword is the latest one."
"Boss, you are not kind." Zhang Fan sighed, but when he said this sentence, his tone was obviously higher.
The stall owner looked even more embarrassed after hearing this, because Zhang Fan's voice was very loud, and many people around him heard it and looked over.
"Little brother, please lower your voice."
A wry smile appeared on the face of the stall owner: "Okay, I admit, this sword is indeed not new, but this sword has been well protected by the previous owner..."
"That's second-hand, too."
"But he doesn't have any wear and tear...!"
"That's second-hand, too." Zhang Fan shrugged, and his voice came out softly from his mouth.
"Okay." The stall owner's wry smile deepened, and he gave Zhang Fan a strange look, a little depressed. How did Zhang Fan see that he was really depressed? Zhang Fan's eyesight is too good.
.
"How about I make it cheaper for my little brother, four thousand gold coins?"
"Too high." Zhang Fan shook his head gently.
"Three thousand!" The stall owner gritted his teeth, but Zhang Fan was still greeted with a shake of his head.
"Okay, how much do you plan to pay, little brother?" The stall owner was really defeated by Zhang Fan. How could there be such a smart person?
"A maximum of one thousand and two." Zhang Fan looked at the stall owner with a relaxed expression, with a hint of a scumbag.
"Little brother, this... this is a bit too low." The stall owner couldn't help but smile bitterly.
"Is it low?" Zhang Fan shrugged and said, "I don't feel low. This is second-hand goods. You sell second-hand goods first-hand. Boss, you are really unkind."
When Zhang Fan spoke later, his tone obviously became louder again.
"Okay." The stall owner had a bitter look on his face. If Wang Lin kept shouting like this, he might not be able to continue his business, so he finally nodded and agreed.
"Xian'er, take the money." Zhang Fan looked at Ouyang Xian'er, who was slightly stunned, with a smile.
Ouyang Xian'er came back to her senses, nodded quickly, took out a kit from her body, and then poured it directly into the palm of her hand, twelve amethyst coins, and some scattered gold coins.
One amethyst coin is equivalent to one hundred gold coins, and twelve amethyst coins are exactly one thousand, two hundred gold coins.
When the stall owner took it, he glanced at Wang Lin, looked at his happy look, and couldn't help but said: "I didn't expect you to be smarter than me."
There was a hint of loneliness in the corner of Zhang Fan's mouth, and he nodded gently and said: "Thank you, boss. I will definitely come to visit you often in the future."
"Hmm." The stall owner glanced at the twelve amethyst coins in his hand, and his wry smile deepened. He never expected that he would encounter such a weird art today. He really didn't know how the other party could see this sword.
Came from the doorway.
Waving his hand towards the stall owner, Zhang Fan held the sword in his right hand. His whole heart seemed to have become calmer. His expression slowly returned to calm, but there was a trace of chilling air between his brows. These are the essence of his bones.
, but when these were reflected on his young face, he looked out of place.
"Master, you are so awesome."
Ouyang Xian'er raised her little face and looked at Wang Lin with admiration. She never thought that something worth more than 5,000 gold coins would be priced at this price by Zhang Fan.
Hearing Ouyang Xian'er's praise, Zhang Fan couldn't help but have a smile on his calm face. He glanced at the sword in his hand and said, "You must grasp the boss's mentality when buying things. Only in this way can you get what you want."
price."
"Master, what if I only have five hundred gold coins with me?" A sly smile appeared on his handsome face.
"Ahem, then there is really no other way." Zhang Fan's expression fluctuated and he said: "Everyone has his own bottom line. If it's five hundred gold coins, the boss will definitely not sell it, even if you have another
There are many strategies, but they are still vulnerable in the face of interests."
Ouyang Xian'er nodded in understanding, pulled Zhang Fan's arm and jumped like a cheerful butterfly.
"Hey, isn't this the eldest son of the Feng family?" A contemptuous voice came over.
Zhang Fan looked up and saw two men wearing Chinese robes who were similar to his current body and age not far away from him, looking at him with disdain and a hint of arrogance in their eyebrows.
Memories surged, and the identity information of the two men also appeared in Zhang Fan's mind.
One is named Zhang Tingfei, a descendant of the Zhang family, another large family in Liuyun Kingdom, and the other is named Qinling, a descendant of the Qin family.
Ouyang Xian'er stopped, hugged Wang Lin's arm tightly, blocked Zhang Fan's body with her small body, looked at the two people with a pair of beautiful and bright eyes and said: "You... what are you going to do?
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The two men glanced at Ouyang Xian'er, and a glimmer of light appeared in their eyes.
"It is said that there is a maid in the Feng family who is particularly pretty. I'm afraid she is you." One of the men licked his lips and spoke softly.
Ouyang Xian'er's expression tightened, her big eyes full of vigilance, but her small body still stood firmly in front of Zhang Fan, but she didn't notice Zhang Fan who was being protected behind her.
A cold light appeared, and the thumb of the right hand holding the sword was lightly stuck on the scabbard.
"Hey."
The man glanced at Ouyang Xian'er again and saw that her curvy figure, although slightly green, was filled with a comfortable youthful atmosphere.
The man chuckled and said directly: "The Feng family is almost a declining family. If it weren't for Feng Batian's existence, I'm afraid it would have been extinct long ago. What's the point of staying there? Why don't you serve me in the future? My brother will definitely
Let you eat delicious food, drink spicy food, and live a happy life."