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Chapter 58 Buying a Sword

Xingzhou Prefecture.

It is a mansion below Xuanfu Town.

There are quite a lot of people inside.

The shops on both sides include rice shops, cloth shops, wine shops, pawn shops, weapons shops, etc.

There are vendors walking around the streets and alleys.

"I've sold candied haws, I've sold candied haws." The vendor who walked candied haws attracted the attention of the children using rattles.

"I'm repairing the pot, I'm repairing the pot." The old man who repaired the pot shouted in a unique voice.

"Grind scissors--" The vendor who grinded scissors shouted without being outdone.

He Xuan walked in Xingzhou Prefecture with his hands behind his back.

There are many weapons of all sizes in Xingzhou Prefecture.

However, according to those who are under his command, there are only three companies with high level, and there are only two companies who are good at making swords. One is the Zhao Weapons and the other is the Hundred Refining Weapons. These two companies have their own advantages.

What He Xuan saw first was the Zhao Weapons Store. This weapon shop does not cover a large area and has basically no decoration. There is a shirtless man in the weapons shop, Zhao Menghu, the owner of the Zhao Weapons Store. Zhao Menghu has a few strength in nature and is also very particular about building weapons. He is a good player in training.

There are also several of his young disciples in the weapons business.

After He Xuan came in, Zhao Menghu had no head and continued to look at a knife in his hand, looking very carefully.

A disciple of Zhao Menghu said, "You want weapons to be chosen by your own guests. If you want to create special weapons, you can also report them. If we can create them, we will help you build them. But you will pay a deposit before creating weapons."

"I understand, I'll take a look first." He Xuan nodded and looked at the weapon.

Regarding the choice of weapons, He Xuan still prefers to choose a sword.

First, if you have the primary sword technique of stabbing Liu, you can increase your speed by one point. If you don’t use a sword, you will not be able to use this sword technique.

Second, your physical strength is 4.15. If you use heavy weapons, it is easy to consume almost the same physical strength. Use a sword and a sword to save your physical strength.

He Xuan ignored other weapons in the weapon business and looked at the sword directly.

There are not many swords here, only a dozen.

After all, swords are never mainstream on the battlefield.

These dozen swords have short swords about two feet short and long swords about four feet long.

He Xuan stroked his hand on the sword, feeling the cold light on the sword jumping. It seemed that these were all good swords.

"The sword doesn't have a name?"

"The master said that swords can kill people enough, and there is no need for names." Wang Menghu's apprentice said awkwardly.

"It's the same principle as it is." He Xuan nodded.

"But this sword is not long enough, are there any longer swords?" He Xuan said.

Wang Menghu was finally attracted by it. His eyes were staring at He Xuan's thin figure, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his lips: "The hilt of the sword is only so long. The longer the sword body, the harder it is to control. Can you control a longer sword? "

"Of course, if the sword is not long enough, it is more troublesome to stand on the ground and fight the cavalry on horseback." He Xuan said: "Do you have a longer sword here?"

Wang Menghu sneered: "You are so thin and you still want to pick a cavalry?"

"My surname is He, and my name is He Xuan." He Xuan smiled faintly.

Wang Menghu's ridicule immediately closed, and a look of shock appeared in his eyes: "He Xuan, He Qianhu, who was named the world's number one general by the current emperor, killed more than 100 Qing soldiers with one enemy, was personally named the world's number one general by the current emperor?"

He Xuan nodded.

Wang Menghu looked at He Xuan up and down with a monster-like look: "It's rumored that He Qianhu is thin but has a thousand pounds of strength. If you can prove that you are He Qianhu, you buy a sword from me and I will give it directly, including the longer sword you need."

He Xuan smiled and placed it directly on an iron stove. With his hands, he felt that the iron stove was about 600 kilograms and he easily lifted it up.

After being shocked, Wang Menghu bowed directly to He Xuan three times: "Sheng Dou Xiaomin was finally lucky to see the world's most powerful general who killed the Tartars and defended the country, He Qianhu, the sword you want, I have. Our lineage believes that the sword is the ancestor of hundreds of soldiers. However, fewer and fewer people use the sword. My master thought that if there were a superb person who used a five-foot sword and stood on the ground to kill cavalry, he would use such a sword. He created a total of two, called the Five-foot Qingfeng."

He went to the backyard in person and got the two five-foot green eyebrows out.

These two swords are indeed five feet long.

Moreover, since the hilt of the sword is so short, it is particularly difficult to control the sword body behind it.

However, that is naturally not difficult for other people to He Xuan.

These two swords seem to be of higher quality than other swords.

He Xuan held these two five-foot green streaks in both hands, played with them for a while, and recalled the battle against the Qing soldiers: "Good sword, good sword, is suitable for dealing with cavalry immediately."

Then he picked up four four-foot-long swords.

"Just these six swords. Four-foot-long swords are used to deal with opponents on the ground, and five-foot-long swords are used to deal with cavalry." He Xuan said: "How much does it cost in total?"

Wang Menghu said seriously: "I said, you are a hero who killed the Tatars and defended the country. I will definitely not accept your money. I will give you these six swords."

"The problem is, I'm not short of money. I've killed so many Tartars, and the Tartars are quite rich. I still have a lot of money on hand now and can't spend it." He Xuan looked as if I'm not short of money.

Wang Menghu was blocked by He Xuan's words and finally said helplessly: "Since that's the case, you can give me one hundred taels, the cost."

One hundred taels, buying six good swords is definitely the cheapest.

He Xuan was cleaning up. The five-foot-long sword was too long and hung on his right waist, while the four-foot-long sword could be carried on his back. In this way, he became a six-sword stream. He had three more hands than Zoro in One Piece who saw in the animation in his previous life. He Xuan was quite satisfied with this sword purchase.

"He Qianhu, can you leave Mobao? You are the number one strong general in the world, and I have always admired him." Wang Menghu said embarrassedly.

He Xuan was stunned: "My brush is very ugly."

"Anything that is He Qianhu's Mobao can do it."

"Since that's the case, I'll write it."

He Xuan picked up the brush and started writing. When he was in elementary school in his previous life, the school forced his notes to practice. After practicing for a while, the words he wrote were not very good. He wrote four words in a crooked manner: "The sword is good here."

"Thank you, He Qianhu." Wang Menghu didn't care whether his words were ugly or not. He was just as good as his words. His words were just as ugly as he knew a few words. The key was that the words were written by He Xuan, the world's number one hero.

...

At this moment, a fat man wearing silk forging, wearing a man's scarf and a green agate ring on his hand walked in: "Shopkeeper Wang, I heard that you have two of the longest swords in the world, called Wuqi Qingfeng. Our young master's good sword, so I bought it by this housekeeper."

Wang Menghu's expression changed slightly: "It turned out to be Butler Fan. I have sold these two swords."

The man who was called Butler Fan looked at He Xuan’s two swords hanging on his waist: “Oh, it’s sold to this kid. Boy, I am Fan Dashou, the butler of the Fan family. Our eldest son likes swords. Recently, we will hold a hundred swords banquet. You sell us the five-foot Qingfeng you just bought to us. How much money you bought, we will double the price."

"Fan Family?" He Xuan was stunned.
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