Tong Zhihuan swallowed. To be honest, he was a little afraid of this gentleman.
Chen Changsheng couldn't help but sigh when he saw his vigilant look.
It seems that I have brought some psychological shadow to this child.
"Master Immortal, I, I can..."
Tong Zhihuan originally wanted to say leave, but then he thought about it and wanted to stay.
I'm scared, but the person in front of me is the real god.
"Huh?" Chen Changsheng blinked.
Tong Zhihuan laughed dryly and said, "No, it's nothing..."
Chen Changsheng said: "It's fate that I met you twice. It just so happens that Chen is planning to buy something in the shop. Why don't you show me the way?"
"lead the way?"
"Um."
Tong Zhihuan was a little reluctant, but he didn't dare to refuse the immortal master's request, so he walked in front to lead him.
"Master Immortal, what do you want to buy?"
"Small objects, small objects that can hold things, similar to bamboo tubes. Also, don't call me Master God, it sounds awkward. If you like, just call me Mr. Chen."
"Mr. Chen."
"Um."
Tong Zhihuan took Chen Changsheng to some shops selling small items, but most of the shops selling small items were expensive because many of them were antiques or famous items.
"My guest, you have really good taste. This pen basket was made by Zhang Qiuwen, a scholar from the previous dynasty..."
Chen Changsheng interrupted the shopkeeper and asked, "How much does this pen basket cost?"
"Five taels of silver."
Chen Changsheng paused after hearing this. He was interested in it, but the price was really a bit expensive.
He put down the pen basket and said, "Let me take a look again."
"Sir, you can take less."
"No."
"My guest, four liang! Three liang, my guest..."
Chen Changsheng walked out of the door without any nostalgia.
Let alone three taels, he can't even afford one tael now.
"Go to the next store?" Tong Zhihuan asked.
Chen Changsheng nodded and said: "The next one."
Tong Zhihuan nodded and continued walking forward.
After visiting several stores in a row, Chen Changsheng found a few that he liked, but after asking about the price, he lost his mind.
Expensive, one is more expensive than the other.
Chen Changsheng couldn't help but sigh in his heart. He thought it would be better to make one himself and waste the money.
Tong Zhihuan seemed to see his helplessness and said, "Sir, are you short of money?"
Chen Changsheng did not hide it, but said: "Indeed, I can't even get out a tael of silver now."
Tong Zhihuan thought for a moment and asked, "Then, do you want to continue shopping?"
Chen Changsheng sighed and said, "No more shopping..."
As he was talking, he suddenly heard a clanking sound.
"Ding!"
"Ding!"
As soon as he turned around, Chen Changsheng saw a blacksmith in the blacksmith shop opposite the door, pounding the iron blank with a hammer, sparks flying everywhere.
Chen Changsheng's eyes lit up and he suddenly had an idea.
Tong Zhihuan followed Chen Changsheng's gaze and asked, "Sir, do you want to find a blacksmith to strike one?"
Chen Changsheng shook his head and said with a smile: "I have other ideas, you come with me."
Tong Zhihuan nodded and followed Chen Changsheng to the blacksmith shop.
The blacksmith couldn't stop hammering. When he saw Chen Changsheng, the sweating blacksmith took time out and said, "Wait a moment until I finish hammering this piece of iron."
"Not urgent."
About a quarter of an hour passed.
The blacksmith threw the iron embryo into the furnace for forging again. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and came to Chen Changsheng.
Only then did he notice the extraordinary temperament of the gentleman in front of him.
"Do you want to buy weapons?" the blacksmith asked.
Chen Changsheng shook his head and said, "I would like to ask you to help me forge a sword."
"Easy to say."
The blacksmith said: "It depends on what material you want to use. If it is blue steel, you can get it for five taels of silver."
"Five taels..."
After hearing this, Chen Changsheng began to think.
Tong Zhihuan knew that it looked like he was going to die again, but he had some doubts in his heart. Didn't he want to buy items at the beginning? Why did he want to make a sword now?
Seeing the gentleman's hesitation, the blacksmith said: "Five taels is still the minimum, maybe a little more."
After hearing this, Chen Changsheng said: "Is there anything with a lower price?"
The blacksmith shook his head and said no more.
"All right……"
Chen Changsheng thought for a moment, then looked at Tong Zhihuan and said, "Chen, can I borrow some money from you?"
"ah?"
Tong Zhihuan paused and said, "Sir, I didn't bring much."
He took out the money bag and found out that there were only a few grains of silver in it.
Chen Changsheng picked up his hand, weighed it, and said, "Chen will pay you back when the time comes."
"It's okay, sir, just take it and use it."
Tong Zhihuan thought to himself: How dare he ask this immortal master to pay him back?
Chen Changsheng mixed the two piles of silver together, looked at the blacksmith and said: "Chen came out today and brought out less money. The total of these silvers is only about one or two and a half. I will put the silver here with you first, and then I will come to get the sword."
, and then give you the rest, what do you think?"
The blacksmith weighed it and confirmed that it was about one or two halves.
He hesitated for a moment and said: "That's okay. Logically speaking, I should charge you two taels as compensation, but one or two and a half is fine. It will take about half a month to make the sword. Just bring the silver to pick it up."
Chen Changsheng breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Thank you very much."
He then added: "In addition, I have another request."
"That's what you say."
Chen Changsheng stretched out his hand and twisted the roots of his hair. With a slight movement of his fingertips, about a hundred hairs fell off and fell into his hands.
Chen Changsheng said: "Put this hair into the sword embryo."
"ah?"
The blacksmith was stunned for a moment, "This...but this hair will turn into ashes when exposed to fire. I'm afraid..."
"Just hit him." Chen Changsheng said with a smile.
The blacksmith opened his mouth and said, "I'll try."
Although he didn't understand why he had to put his hair into it, he had been working for so many years and met a lot of weird people, so his reaction was not very big.
He asked again: "How long is the sword body? And the hilt, where are these?"
"Sword body..."
Chen Changsheng thought for a moment and said, "Three feet three."
"Then I guess more materials will be used, which will probably be more expensive."
"I will make up for it when the time comes."
After receiving the answer, the blacksmith agreed to make the sword.
After making the decision, Chen Changsheng took Tong Zhihan and left the blacksmith shop.
Walking on the road.
Tong Zhihuan asked: "Why do you want to forge swords again, sir?"
Chen Changsheng smiled and said: "Because we happen to be short of a weapon."
Tong Zhihuan blinked and asked, "Do you still want to buy the storage items?"
"Isn't it already decided?"
"ah?"
"The stuff it contains is Chen's hair."
"Pretend to have hair?"
"good."
Tong Zhihuan scratched his head, not quite understanding.
Use a sword to hold your hair?
So he asked again: "But, Master Immortal, shouldn't you use an immortal sword? Can a sword made of any iron be used by you?"
Chen Changsheng smiled and said: "Who said that ordinary iron cannot be used to make immortal swords?"