Chapter 117 Tattoo Knife
Chapter 117: Hundred Pattern Knife (What kind of treasure is this)
"How much is it?"
Chen Ping'an squatted down and pointed at a palm-sized piece of black parchment on the stall and said.
"this?"
The grey-clothed man's voice was hoarse. I don't know if it was intentional or just natural.
"Ten taels of silver."
"Ten taels?" Chen Pingan smiled.
I picked up a palm-sized piece of leather paper from the stall. This piece of leather paper was cold to the touch, and seemed to be made of some special material, completely different from the touch of sheepskin or cowhide.
On the drawing, there are lines drawn.
Chen Ping'an examined it carefully and found that it seemed to be a treasure map.
It's a pity that the parchment is incomplete and half of it is missing.
"It's just a piece of parchment, and you dare to ask for ten taels for it!?"
Although he is not short of ten taels of silver now, he is not a sucker either, Chen Pingan bargained.
"One tael of silver, I'll buy it!"
The gray-clothed man looked up at Chen Pingan. Just when Chen Pingan thought that the other party was going to express his dissatisfaction, he heard a hoarse voice in front of him.
"make a deal!"
Ok?
Chen Ping'an was stunned and the corner of his mouth twitched.
Has he been cheated?
I started bargaining with a 10% discount, but I still got less.
How can this be justified?
However, the price had already been agreed upon, and Chen Pingan did not go back on his word.
It’s only about one or two taels of silver.
This parchment is special, it would be nice to have it as a collection.
One hand pays the other hand receives the goods, and both the money and the goods are settled.
Before leaving, Chen Pingan asked the man in gray where the parchment came from.
The other party didn't say much, just said that it was found on the mountain, and he didn't know whether it was true or not.
Chen Pingan didn't take it seriously. He put away the drawings and left.
In the black market, in addition to the regular stalls, there are also many temporary vendors walking around soliciting business.
"A sharp blade for self-defense. Would you like to know more about it?"
A thin man with a black cloth wrapped around his head came up mysteriously and tried to sell Chen Pingan. He tore open one side of his clothes, which was covered with daggers and short blades, making it a bright sight.
"No need."
Chen Pingan smiled and waved his hand.
To be honest, these so-called self-defense blades are of little significance to him.
With his current martial arts proficiency, every move he made had immense power. His hand knife was far more powerful than an ordinary dagger or short blade.
"When you go out, there are dangers everywhere. It is very necessary to buy a dagger for self-defense."
The thin man wanted to continue selling.
Chen Pingan smiled and turned to leave.
"you"
A trace of annoyance flashed across the thin man's face wrapped in black cloth.
But before he could do anything else, he saw a sturdy young man following Chen Pingan closely.
"A follower?"
A hint of doubt flashed through the thin man's mind.
Watching the two people walking out of the black market, he followed them out of curiosity.
When he approached the exit of the black market, he was stunned.
He saw a large group of people standing outside the black market, with swords on their waists, looking majestic and powerful.
When these people saw the young man coming out, they all made way and greeted him.
Seeing this scene, the thin man's mind suddenly became clear, and he dispelled the unrealistic thoughts in his mind.
In this scene outside the black market, not only thin men can be seen, but also some men with malicious intentions.
These people originally saw Chen Ping'an as a novice, thinking whether they could follow him out to get some benefits. But they never expected that when they followed him out excitedly, they would see such a scene.
Why do you need to wear a mask with so many guards around?
Fortunately fortunately
Some people secretly rejoiced. Watching Chen Pingan and others leave, the man outside the black market didn't say anything after all.
"We are not responsible for safety when you leave the black market. You bear all the risks yourself."
Among the people following this young man, some were at a level of martial arts that was not inferior to his. With so many people around, who would dare to jump out and seek death?
When Chen Ping'an returned home, Chen Erya was reading a book in the room, and Shaoyao was standing beside her prettily.
The little girl was reading very seriously and quietly.
It wasn't until Chen Ping'an walked into the room that the little girl reacted.
"Brother is back."
The little girl jumped up and down, no longer showing any of the calmness she had just had when she was reading.
"Son."
Shaoyao bowed respectfully and greeted.
"Ah."
Chen Pingan nodded.
"It's so late and you're still not asleep!"
"Wait for brother." Chen Erya narrowed her eyes. "There's nothing to do during the day anyway, so it doesn't matter if it's later. Besides, today is brother's big day."
The little girl still sticks to him as always.
Chen Ping'an walked to the side of the little girl and happened to see the title of the book on the table.
"Six Strategies".
This is a book about how to govern a country and strengthen it, and it is extremely profound.
Can the little girl understand?
"Do you understand?" Chen Pingan asked.
"I don't really understand it. I don't understand many parts." The little girl was a little distressed, but soon her expression became cheerful.
“But I think it’s quite interesting.”
Looking at Chen Erya's genuine love, Chen Pingan thought to himself.
It's time to send the little girl to school.
There were schools in Nanquan Lane, but the level was very average. He felt it was not appropriate for a little girl to go to these schools.
"Let's go to the South City Alley some other day."
Chen Pingan made up his mind.
The brother and sister talked for a while as they did in the past, and then went to sleep.
Now that there are more rooms in the house, the two of them started sleeping in separate rooms.
On the second day of his mission, near noon, Chen Pingan received a gift from the Nancheng Town Pacification Office.
The gift was given by Mu Wanjun as a gift for his coming of age.
I have to say that Mu Wanjun is really generous and her every move is lavish.
The gift was a sword with hundreds of patterns, which had been forged through a thousand hammerings and made from a hundred forgings of steel.
It is a top-quality fine iron blade, reaching the level of a sharp blade.
The Daqian Dynasty was founded on military power, and every aspect was divided into detailed categories. Just like martial arts, weapons also had different levels.
The farm tools such as hoes and sickles used by ordinary farmers are not considered weapons.
The most basic weapons are those made in ordinary blacksmith shops, and are of the lowest quality.
Going up are the fine weapons made by skilled blacksmiths with great effort.
The weapons used by normal police officers are of this level of fine quality.
The sharp blade was even higher in specification than the finest weapons. It was a true martial arts blade that could withstand the weight even if one's blood and energy burst out and wielded it with all their strength.
The Hundred Pattern Knife that Mu Wanjun gave was a sharp blade.
In the entire Nanquanlixiang Zhenfu Division, only Tian Fuliang possesses one.
Sharp blades can be divided into ordinary and fine ones.
As for the fine sharp blade, that is the legendary treasure.
Treasure weapons, as the name implies, are precious weapons. Even the most inferior treasure weapons, even ordinary internal energy masters are not qualified to obtain them.
(End of this chapter)