He actually dared to call her a stupid woman, Jie Lan suppressed her anger and took out the remaining fifty taels of silver from her arms, "I want to choose a sword, please!"
The old man opened his eyebrows and smiled when he saw Yinzi. He hurriedly held it over, chuckled and walked Jielan into the sword room. He suddenly turned his head halfway and said distrustfully: "My darlings are all. It’s priceless, you have to think about it."
If it weren't for owing him a favor, Jielan really wanted to step forward and punch him.
Sure enough, as he said, Jie Lan chose one from the dazzling array of swords in his hidden sword room, but no sword is less than 100 gold, but these swords are indeed the top grade among the swords, even the scabbard. It was all so delicate, she drew out the sword, and the icy cold light rushed to people's heart. The sword body that clearly reflected the blue face was psychic and transparent. It must be made of extremely good Xuanbing!
It's a pity that these swords are worth a thousand dollars, except for those high-ranking officials and nobles, who are worthy of possession.
"Isn't there a sword that is less irritating?" Jie Lan was obviously very upset.
The old man scratched his head with gray hair, then clapped his hands, "Yes!"
Jie Lan followed the old man back to the iron shop. The old man walked to the stove and looked to the roof. Jie Lan followed his gaze. There was a black shadow on the roof. The old man jumped and jumped from the roof. Take it down.
It turned out to be a sword, but it was not rusted to resemble a sword. Its sword body had become like a piece of scrap iron, and the dirt and dust on it had made it completely unrecognizable.
Jie Lan grasped the hilt of the sword and wanted to draw out the sword, but no matter how hard she tried, the sword could not get out of its sheath.
"This is the sword you chose for me?" Jie Lan was obviously unhappy.
"You chose it for someone else?"
Jie Lan's heart was shocked. The old man in front of him always made herself unable to figure it out, but if it was the sword he chose, there would always be something extraordinary, because she always believed that a person who was willing to save them would never ridicule herself.
"What is the name of this sword? Why can't it be pulled out?"
"Yan Lin sword, cheap swords are naturally cheap. Don't expect me to give you any good swords."
"Okay, I want this one." Jie Lan gave the old man the few silvers left on her body. The old man looked very dissatisfied when he took it, but he scratched his head, "I really can't help it. I suffered a lot. But don’t use this sword, let alone the old man who didn’t remind you.”
"What's the point of using a sword that I can't use, thank you! Qixue and Wuluan ask you to take care of it." Jielan's thank you was not only for his life-saving grace to him, but also for his best In times of crisis, he can give a place to stay.
In this chaotic world, it is not easy to be able to help each other like this, no matter what his purpose is or the reason, but Jie Lan is always willing to believe in him, as if he has a magical power that people can believe, Jie Lan couldn't help but feel faint. With a smile, he wrapped the sword in cloth and put it on his back, and walked out of the blacksmith's shop.
03 Bamboo and Jade Heart