"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore."
Zhao Chuan was the first to break the silence, picked up the tea bowl and drank it all in one gulp. "As long as we know these things well."
Jiang Fa nodded, stood up, and hung the Ghost Head Sword on his waist again. "It's getting late, it's time to go back."
Xu Feng and Zhao Chuan looked at each other and stood up one after another.
The three of them left the tea shop and walked back along the way they came.
When passing the blacksmith shop, Xu Feng stopped.
What he looked at this time was not the kitchen knife hanging at the door, but the vertical wooden sign at the door of the blacksmith shop.
There are a few lines of large, crooked characters written in charcoal on the wooden sign.
"Customized various weapons, made by hundreds of steel refiners, of high quality, with delivery time of three days."
"Jiang Fa." Xu Feng suddenly said, "Your ghost-headed sword suffered several blows against Tu Lie yesterday, right?"
Jiang Fa paused in his steps.
"It's a few sacrifices."
"How about you practice it here?" Xu Feng pointed to the blacksmith shop. "Lin County's blacksmith skills are no worse than Qingshan County's. Besides, you have to practice your sword this time when you go back. It's not easy to practice with a gapped blade."
Jiang Fa thought about it and felt it made sense, so he turned around and walked towards the blacksmith shop.
The heat wave in the blacksmith shop was scorching, and a shirtless strong man was smashing a red-hot iron billet with a sledgehammer, sparks flying like rain.
Behind the strong man, an old blacksmith with white hair and beard was sitting in the corner, repairing a half-finished sword with a file.
"Knife repair."
Jiang Fa Place the ghost knife directly on the chopping board.
The strong man stopped the hammer, picked up the ghost head knife and looked at it twice, his brows getting tighter and tighter.
"This knife is mixed with Cold Iron?"
"Hmm."
Jiang Fa nodded.
The strong man handed the knife to the old blacksmith who looked like a shopkeeper in the corner.
The old blacksmith put down the file in his hand and took the ghost-head knife. He first tapped the blade with his knuckles and listened to the sound. Then he got closer and took a closer look at the gaps on the blade. Finally, he turned the knife over and his eyes fell on the faint dark lines on the blade.
"Good knife."
Lao Tie's voice is old and hoarse,
"Cold Iron is mixed just right. If it's too much, the blade will be too brittle, but if it's too little, it won't be tough enough. The craftsman who made this knife is not simple."
He put the knife back on the chopping board, raised his head and looked at Jiang Fa: "Little brother, the gap on your knife was not made by cutting a stone, right?"
"Cut with a machete."
Jiang Fa said it truthfully.
The old blacksmith's eyes paused on Jiang Fa's face for a moment. He didn't ask any further questions, but just nodded. "Two hours, three taels of silver."
"Three taels?"
Jiang Fa frowned.
The old blacksmith glanced at him and said calmly, "Ordinary weapons can only have one tael at most, but this knife of yours is different. Cold Iron is made of special material. If you want to repair it perfectly, you will have to spend more effort. It is very kind of you to accept three taels. If you don't want to, then go elsewhere."
Jiang Fa thought for a while,
What the old blacksmith said does make some sense.
"Okay, I'll pick it up in two hours. Thank you, Master."
He took out three taels of broken silver from his pocket, put it on the chopping board together with the ghost head knife, and then returned to the inn with Xu Feng and Zhao Chuan.
inside the inn,
Xing Lieshan is still lying in the room, Liu Ying has gone somewhere, and no one is there.
Jiang Fa went upstairs and said hello to Xing Lieshan.
Xing Lieshan leaned against the bed, his face a little better than in the morning. He took out a bronze medal from under the pillow and handed it to Jiang Fa.
"This is Weiyuan Escort Agency's guest badge. If you have any use in the escort agency in the future, just come to me with this badge."
Jiang Fa took the badge, thanked him, and exited the room.
Two hours later, he went to the blacksmith shop alone to get a knife.
The blade of the Ghost Head Sword has been re-polished, and all the gaps have been repaired as before. The Cold Iron pattern on the blade has a cold luster under the reflection of the fire.
The old blacksmith also wrapped an extra layer of new hemp rope around the handle, which was thicker and more non-slip than the original one.
Jiang Fa paid the money and gave an extra ten cents as a reward.
The old blacksmith took the copper coin, glanced at him with squinted eyes, and suddenly said, "Little brother, this knife of yours is a good knife, but Cold Iron is too strong, but not tough enough. If you have a chance to find that Ink-Patterned Refined Steel in the future, you can come to my shop and I will help you forge this knife again. The quality of this knife will definitely be improved to a higher level..."
"Old man, how can I sell this knife?"
At this moment, a casual and somewhat arrogant voice sounded in their ears.
Jiang Fa looked slightly sideways when he heard this.
The person who came was a young man in rich clothes, with a jade belt around his waist, holding a folding fan, and a arrogant and frivolous smile on his face.
Behind him were three or four followers, two men and one woman, all of whom were well-dressed. At first glance, they looked like children of powerful families in the city, and they carried the arrogance and arrogance that they had gained from years of bullying others.
The handsome man strode into the hot blacksmith shop, his eyes locked on the ghost-headed sword in Jiang Fa's hand, with undisguised possessiveness in his eyes.
"Old man, I have a question for you. I want to give you a price for this knife. I want it."
The old blacksmith looked embarrassed, put down the file in his hand, and said with a smile, "Young master, you are joking, this knife is the personal belongings of this customer, not something for sale in the shop."
"Personal items?"
Mr. Jin Yi frowned and then noticed Jiang Fa standing beside him.
He looked at it secretly and asked, "Is this knife yours?"
Jiang Fa glanced at him and said calmly, "Yeah."
"Do you want to sell this knife?"
"Not for sale!"
Master Jinyi frowned when he heard that Jiang Fa refused without thinking.
"It's a blessing for you to be able to penetrate my eyes with just a knife. Tell me, how much money are you willing to give up? Don't be shameless."
Jiang Fa looked at him like an idiot. "Why should I sell my knife to you?"
As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the shop instantly froze.
Mr. Jinyi's face darkened,
I think he has always been unscrupulous in this Lin County world. When ordinary warriors and ordinary people saw him, they were all respectful and flattering. This was the first time that someone dared to refute his reputation so straightforwardly.
A tall and lanky follower behind him immediately stepped forward and yelled in a high-pitched voice, "Boy, do you know who is standing in front of you? This is our Sun Clan eldest son! The knife that takes a fancy to you is to promote you, don't be ignorant!"
After the words fell, the woman behind Mr. Jinyi chuckled lightly,
Her makeup was exquisite, but her brows and eyes were full of meanness. She looked up and down with contempt at Jiang Fa, who was dressed in plain clothes, and said sarcastically, "You really are a young man who has never seen the world. Eldest Young Master Sun is willing to spend money to buy your shabby knife. It is a great honor for you. You don't even have this kind of discernment. You are indeed a country bumpkin."
Several people sang in harmony, their postures were condescending, and their words were full of contempt.
Seeing that the situation was not going well, the old blacksmith quietly took a few steps back.
Li Clan is the local wealthy family of Lin County. It is so powerful that ordinary people dare not provoke them.
"If I want to sell my things, I can sell them. If I don't want to sell them, I can't. Does that have any of your business?"
Jiang Fa glanced at the people in front of him coldly,
I couldn't help but roll my eyes in my heart.
I am just repairing a sword, how could I encounter such a stupid person?