Chapter 485

Two hundred yuan of money was put in the money bag. It was heavy and heavy. Like a brick, it suddenly hit song Xijiao's chest. She immediately closed her lips and took a breath of cold air.

Pay as you go, can't you be so rude!

But Meng Xinghe is also a military general. How can he not be rude?

She knew that it was useless to say it. Maybe Meng Xinghe would mock her for being too fragile. She had to bite her teeth and walk out with the money bag.

Hu que was already waiting outside. As soon as he saw song Xijiao come out, his eyes lit up immediately.

In order to do as the Romans do in her hometown and not to look too conspicuous, song Xijiao is now dressed in a simple and gloomy dress. Her clothes are gray, with simple bun and two braids. She looks like those little girls in the border town who are exposed to the wind and sun.

However, her petite head, white skin and cherry like mouth are not deceiving.

As long as you see her face, you can still tell that she is not from here.

Even Jinzhou City is not comparable to the small town, not to mention the several large cities along the way. There are few people on the street and few shops. People sit at the door to bask in the sun, or hold a dustpan, ready to feed livestock.

As they walked along, they were attracted by the sound of iron.

"Come on, let's go and have a look. I'm looking for a good weapon."

Hu que greets song Xijiao and takes her into the blacksmith's shop.

The blacksmith was wearing a vest, with a sweat towel tied to his forehead, and his skin was baked or sun dried. He was a wheat color with honey oil. When he hit the hammer, he banged.

"What do you want to fight?"

Song Xijiao went to the furnace to observe, while Hu que was surprised to see the knives, spears, halberds, axes, axes and forks in the shop. Unexpectedly, there were so many weapons in such an ordinary blacksmith's shop!

There was even a meteor hammer on the wall, shining silver.

"You want to buy weapons?"

Song Xijiao looked at the sword on his waist and remembered that song muyuan once said that when he went to the battlefield, the sword was the weakest weapon and had no combat effectiveness at all. It was just a good-looking weapon to be used as an ornament or to intimidate ordinary people.

Now Hu que has only one sword on his body. Won't he suffer a lot when he goes to the battlefield?

Hu que naturally knows this, but weapons are not like clothes and food. You can buy them as you like. It's something you want to fight for!

Therefore, although he always wanted to buy, he never found the right one.

"If you want weapons, you can look at these ready-made ones or draw drawings. I'll help you make them. But it will take some time and the price will be higher."

The man looked at Hu Que and saw that although he was upright, he didn't look as thick and strong as other soldiers, so he recommended.

"This general is fit to use a knife."

He took down two knives from the wall and handed them to Hu que.

"If you look at these two, they are still to your liking?"

Hu que took it and waved it in his hand. The knife was not heavy and not too light. It was just held in his hand, but it seemed a little humble. At first glance, it was a common sword, which was all over the barracks.

He was not very good at his own swordsmanship, but as a man, he still wanted to have a more convenient and special weapon, so he was not very satisfied, so he returned the sword.

"Well, is there anything you like?"

Song Xijiao asked curiously. If there was one, she would buy it and give it to him. It would be an apology for him to find his own way.

But Hu que shook his head and said, "let's go out and have a look at other things."

The fellow sniffed the speech and said with a smile: "if you go out, there is nothing else. We are the only weapon smelter in the town. Unless you leave the town and walk 500 miles south to Jinri Town, there is another one there, but the price is at least tens of dollars higher than mine!"

Hearing this, Hu Que's steps, just about to step out, stopped again.

He hesitated to look at the knife on the wall. He wanted it and didn't want it.

Seeing that he was so difficult to choose, song Xijiao hesitated for a moment, and then said, "why don't I help you?"

Hu que heard the speech and immediately opened his eyes: "can you fight?"

Song Xijiao said with a smile, "if you say yes, you may not, if you say no, you will understand a little bit. My master taught me that. "

At this time, Meng Xinghe just came to the door of the iron smelting shop. Hearing song Xijiao's words, he couldn't help stopping. Mr. Xiong's art of forging weapons is unique. He even taught him to a woman named song Xijiao?

This is a little strange. How can he remember Mr. Xiong and his male apprentice?

He did not teach male apprentices, but taught song Xijiao. What is the truth!

Song Xijiao said: "it's not difficult to forge a good knife, but to master the proportion of bronze and tin. If you want prestige and lethality, you can make a growing sword or a horse sword. If you just want to kill, you can use knives, big knives, ring knives and crescent knives. These knives are good at chopping and are most suitable for fighting. "The man looked at Song Xijiao in surprise, arched his hands and said respectfully, "I can't believe that the girl is still an expert. Can you ask her high name?"

She must be famous for knowing so much.

Song Xijiao spat out her tongue: "you must have never heard of my name. I just heard from my master. Now it's still a stage of talking on paper. It may be another thing to make a real move."

Hu que said with pride: "this girl is Mr. Xiong's Apprentice. You must have heard of Mr. Xiong. He followed the general at that time. He didn't know how many weapons he forged for the general. The myth that the general of the sea is invincible is half of the credit to Mr. Xiong. "

"Oh! It turns out to be Mr. Xiong's disciple. It's disrespectful and disrespectful! "

Mr. Xiong is a carpenter of Luban among the people who forge. Although he is not the grandmaster, he is also a contemporary master. Everyone can catch up with him!

Unexpectedly, his apprentice came to this kind of border town, and also came to his shop.

The man quickly cleaned a bench and brought it to song Xijiao. Then he looked at her with bright eyes and said, "excuse me, what's your name?"

"You don't have to look like this. I'm just talking on paper. My surname is song."

"Miss Song, just now you said that you want to forge a good weapon for this little brother. If you like, you can use the furnace and utensils in our shop!"

"Really?"

Song Xijiao was overjoyed and looked up at Hu que.

"Will you? I'll make one for you

Hu que said with a helpless smile, "how can I not want to? I can't get it! It's just that you have to work hard again. "

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