The first thing Zhao Guanren did when he went out was to buy his outfit. There was no feeling of swinging his underwear around, just like running naked on the main road. It's a pity that there is no tight underwear in this era, so he can only buy a pair of shorts. Cloth boots and cloth socks are also necessary. , I wanted to buy cowhide boots but couldn't afford them.
"Master! You are really a good-looking talent..."
Yuniang bit her red lips and was full of little stars. She only saw that Zhao Guanren was wearing a long gown with dark patterns, a black belt was tied around his waist, and Zhuangzi's hat was replaced with a black Confucian scarf to pretend to be a cultural person. As for the short hair, it is easy to explain. He only said that his hair was burned by the fire after drinking too much.
"Go! Go shopping..."
Zhao Guanren also bought a new skirt and a bellyband for Yuniang, and waved a white paper fan to make a show. The two walked around and bought a lot of food and drink. Yuniang was also very easy to be satisfied. same happy.
"Yu Niang! Wait for me outside, I'll go buy a pack of cigarettes..."
Zhao Guanren waved a paper fan and came to the center of the county. The Bian family's oil fire was spread out at the most conspicuous intersection, and their sword shop and tea shop were next door.
Most of the shops along the street are second-floor shops with big fronts, but there is a bigger and more luxurious shop on the opposite side, which is the Bailutang sword shop and tea house of Xie's family, which is definitely far more luxurious than Bian's.
"Guest officer! May I ask what you want..."
As soon as Zhao Guanren entered the oil and fire shop, the waiter greeted him enthusiastically, but he almost thought he had entered a supply and marketing cooperative, because not only did he see cigarettes, matches and lighters, but he also saw the glass counter and a large piece of glass. mirror.
"Let me consider… "
Zhao Guanren walked to the counter. The glass was poorly made, and the products were distorted inside. There was no large plate of glass. The largest one was no more than two sheets of A4 paper separated by wooden shelves. Forked.
'Nimma! There are pressurized kerosene lamps that are windproof, and the level is very high...'
Zhao Guanren browsed the counter with his hands behind his back. There were cigarettes, matches, kerosene, candles, and kerosene lamps. The kerosene lighter was also displayed separately, padded with red silk. There were more than 20 styles, and there was even a pure gold treasure. , but the cheapest one costs eight taels of silver.
"Give me two packs of each cigarette..."
Zhao Guanren took out broken silver and threw it on the counter, and the little errand gave him six packs of cigarettes. The cigarettes were all wrapped in oiled paper. The front and back of Hongtashan and Hongmei were all pasted with a layer of cardboard pictures, but Cheap big front door with just a few words written on it.
"Uh~ no cigarette butt..."
Zhao Guanren was dumbfounded when he opened it and saw that there were no filters in the cigarettes, but Xiao Er actually held out a large box of cigarette holders, including jade, nanmu, and ox horns, and said with a smile: "Guest officer! The price-performance ratio is high, which one do you want?"
'Depend on! The price/performance ratio has come out, and I will eat him if it is not a time traveler...'
Zhao Guanren cursed angrily. Due to his lack of money, he had no choice but to choose a cigarette holder with horns. There was a copper ring on the cigarette holder, and the cigarettes would not fall off when stuffed in. But his old smoking gun lit one. After that, he almost died on the spot.
"I'll go! What a great effort..."
Zhao Guanren felt that he was on the top in an instant. The strength of this Hongtashan stick was comparable to smoking three sticks in a row, and it didn't have any flavor, so it was relatively mellow. When he changed to a mid-range red plum worth 50 yuan, he found that this taste was more suitable for him. .
"Master..."
Suddenly Yuniang came in crying, she had nothing to buy, she pointed outside and cried, "The aunt of the Bian family said that I stole their money and took away all the things you just bought, and beat them to death." Slapped me a few times, woo~"
"Damn it! I haven't looked for them yet, but they have come..."
Zhao Guanren walked out aggressively. Several servant girls were following a young woman, holding the things they had just bought, standing in front of the Bian's sword shop and talking to the shopkeeper.
With a respectful attitude, the young woman should be a small steward.
"Yo~ I've come to ask your master for support, but you're justified in stealing money..."
The young woman looked at Zhao Guanren dismissively, Yuniang was crying behind him, and there were naturally a lot of strong men in the sword shop, Zhao Guanren's troubles must not be fruitful.
"Little lady! Can you be the master..."
Zhao Guanren stepped forward with a smile and said: "We educated people don't have the same knowledge as shrews, but today I want to negotiate a big deal with your Bian family. If you can say hello on behalf of Bian Xianglan, I, Zhang, will turn around and leave immediately." people!"
"Master Zhang San, right..."
The young woman smiled contemptuously and said: "Lantai County is such a big place, who doesn't know the situation in your family, so don't slap your face here and pretend to be fat, but if you can afford ten Xuanzi knives today, I will Make the decision for our eldest lady, and only charge you 80%!"
"Okay! This is what you said, 20% off, right..."
Zhao Guanren walked into the sword shop with his hands behind his back, and the shopkeeper immediately greeted him with a smile on his face. Any fool knows that a 20% discount is also a big profit, and the servants of the merchant's family are also very shrewd.
The Xuanzi knife is the best sword that ordinary people can own, and the cheapest one costs more than twenty taels of silver, which is equivalent to the income of most ordinary people for a whole year, and not everyone can afford it.
"How much is this sword..."
Zhao Guanren walked to the saber rest in the middle, took out a white sheathed sword, and pulled it out to see that it was a good sword of the first grade of Xuan rank.
"Young master!"
The shopkeeper came over and clasped his fists and said with a smile: "Your vision is really good. This white jade Xuanjia sword cuts iron like mud and is impervious to water vapor, but one handle only needs fifty taels of silver. !"
"when~"
Zhao Guanren flicked the blade skillfully, shook his head and said, "The first class is low-level, not worthy of the name, but this scabbard is well-made, how about it! I only buy the scabbard, five hundred pairs, how much?"
"Huh? Why do you only buy the scabbard..."
"You don't care what I do, I can't go home and use it as firewood..."
Zhao Guanren looked at him angrily, and the shopkeeper counted with his fingers, and said, "This python skin scabbard is our unique craft, if you hadn't bought so many in one go, I wouldn't have sold it cheaply, and you would have bought a pair of them." Give me fifteen taels!"
"Oh, I forgot the hilt of the sword. What if I add five hundred more hilts..."
Zhao Guanren flicked the hilt of the sword in his hand again, and the shopkeeper frowned and said, "My lord, you just want to make me happy. This sword can't be sold apart. If you really want to buy it, five hundred pairs of scabbard and handle will cost you twenty-five Two pairs, a total of 12,500 taels!"
"Hahaha… "
The young woman laughed with the maids, and the young woman even said sarcastically: "What are you pretending to be, are you the one who can take out 10,000 taels, I don't think you can even take out 500 taels!"
"Come, come! Folks, folks, come and bear witness to me..."
Zhao Guanren went to the steps outside the door and yelled for a while. After the melon-eating crowd gathered around, Zhao Guanren raised his sword and said loudly: "The shopkeeper of the Bian family said that this Xuanjia sword is 50 taels for a 20% discount. It’s cheap to me, isn’t it?”
"Yes, yes! What's wrong..."
The shopkeeper found something wrong, but he couldn't figure out what was wrong, but Zhao Guanren said again: "I want to buy five hundred pairs of this kind of scabbard and hilt. How much did you just say?"
"Twenty-five taels, but the price is still negotiable..."
The shopkeeper thought he thought the price was too high, but Zhao Guanren laughed and said, "No! I think the price is fair, but minus the scabbard and hilt, the blade is worth twenty-five taels a handle, and a 20% discount is 20 taels." Twelve taels a handle, I want five hundred handles, I don't want the sheath handle!"
"you… "
The shopkeeper suddenly widened his eyes, looked at the five fingers raised by Zhao Guanren, and almost took a bite.
Old blood spurted out.
"What?"
Zhao Guanren sneered: "I ordered five hundred sword blades, and I went back to match the scabbard and handle by myself, can't you? You have written clearly on this cover that you can order swords of various sizes. Don't tell me your Bian family doesn't pay attention to credibility. Do you want to cheat too?"
"Old Gao! How much does this sword cost..."
The young woman hurriedly pulled the shopkeeper to the side, and the shopkeeper said anxiously: "The money is more than twenty taels, if we add wages, five hundred handles we still have to pay to death, this traitor is really hateful, he is clearly blackmailing! "
"Don't worry! I don't think he can afford the money..."
The young woman patted him very calmly, walked back to the door and said with a smile: "Master, you are joking, the most important thing for our Bian family is reputation. We always spit and nail each other, not to mention 10,000 taels of silver, even 100,000 taels." Shameless, young master, please pay, accept ten thousand taels!"
"Wait! I'm going to the bank, no! I'm going to get the money..."
Zhao Guanren took out a bag of big front doors from his sleeve pocket, and passed them out to the onlookers with a smile. Then, under the shocked gaze of the young woman, he swaggered into the Xie's sword shop, and muttered to the shopkeeper who was watching the bustle, the shopkeeper immediately Laugh heartily.
"Not good! This little thief, this little thief..."
The young woman pointed at Zhao Guanren with red eyes, and soon saw Zhao Guanren pushing out a wheelbarrow with two heavy boxes of silver on it, pushed it in front of the young woman and smiled, "Master! The silver is here for you, five hundred handles Where is the Xuanjia Sword?"
"You, you, shameless..."
The young woman cursed angrily, but the shopkeeper's face was ashen, it was uglier than a dead mother.
"Come and see..."
The guys from the Xie family yelled at the opposite side: "The Bian family's shop is lying and denying the account, the Bian family is shameless, everyone come and see!"
"Bah~ unbelievers! Backtracking! What..."
The melon-eaters who had taken the cigarettes also spurned one after another, but a carriage stopped suddenly, and a heroic woman in a blue skirt shot out of the carriage, leaped up the steps with a blue sheathed sword in her hand, and said loudly: "Who said We're going to backtrack, Lao Gao! Pay!"
"Hey~Miss Bian! I almost didn't recognize it, Xiaosheng is so polite..."
Zhao Guanren clasped his fists with a smile. He almost didn't recognize Bian Xianglan when she put on her clothes, but she was dressed more like a heroine than a female boss in charge of business.
"My lord, don't blame..."
Bian Xianglan is also quite wealthy, and smiled politely: "I don't know etiquette, and I disturbed you, please come with me to the next door for a cup of tea. Xianglan will personally apologize to you, and I will definitely give you the sword!"
"It's okay! Just accept the account..."
Zhao Guanren bowed his hands to the melon-eating crowd, and led Yuniang into the tea shop next door.
"You are waiting outside..."
Bian Xianglan gave Yuniang a cold look, and directly led Zhao Guanren into the back hall. Who knows, there was a "whoosh", and a long sword was placed on his neck.
"Do you really think I dare not kill you..."
Bian Xianglan glared at Zhao Guanren viciously, without moving her sword steadily.
"Dare! Is there anything you Bian Laosi dare not do..."
Zhao Guanren smiled nonchalantly: "Yesterday we agreed to let me go, but then sent someone to ambush me. You little bastard who turns back on promises, don't give me any color. You really think I'm a slut. You kill me quickly." Let me know, so that everyone knows that your Bian family runs a black shop!"
"you… "
Bian Xianglan raised her sword angrily and wanted to stab, but her silver teeth were crushed and she couldn't stab, but Zhao Guanren took out a small bamboo tube, poured out a roll of drawing paper, and slowly opened it with a smile: "Miss Bian! Please see how my painter is, isn't it beautiful?"
"You, you bastard, I'll kill you..."