Extreme Martial Arts Modifier

"Is this the best knife in your shop?"

After taking out the three knives one by one and looking at them, Lin Yu asked in confusion.

"That's right!" The servant picked up one of the knives and explained enthusiastically, "Look, sir, the scabbard and handle of this seven-treasure shark pattern knife are made of fine shark skin..."

"Wait a minute." Lin Yu interrupted the little servant and said, "It seems that you and I have different understandings of good knives. I don't care how beautiful the scabbard knife handle is, what I want is a sharp edge and a strong and sturdy blade. "

Lin Yu thought to himself that when a straight man like himself buys anything, he always looks at the parameters first. Why are you giving me all the bells and whistles.

The servant was stunned when he heard Lin Yu's words, and then came to his senses and said, "Young master, what you care about is the performance of the knife."

"Yes, as long as the performance is good, quickly take it out and show it to me."

Lin Yu urged again and again.

He suddenly remembered that he had forgotten to inquire about the grave goods just now, so he had to go to the black market after buying the knife, so he couldn't waste time.

"This..." The little servant said hesitantly: "The performance of the knives in our shop is similar, and none of them are particularly good. I'm afraid there is nothing you want."

Then he explained: "Actually, even if you search all the blacksmith shops in Jianyang City, you won't find any knives with exceptional performance. There is no market for those things in the city."

"Where can I buy the knife I want?"

"This can only be bought in the towns around the major sects. Only warriors care about the performance of swords. Those of us in big cities don't value those."

"Okay, I get it now."

Lin Yu nodded and wanted to turn around and leave.

The little servant hurriedly stopped him and said, "Young Master, don't rush away, I have some suggestions for you to listen to."

"Let's hear it." Lin Yu stopped and said.

"Young master, I don't think you look like a martial artist, and you may not understand the principles. For ordinary people, the sharper the weapon, the better. If you are not careful, you will hurt yourself. , No matter how good a knife is, you have to know how to use it. People who haven’t practiced it don’t know the correct cutting posture.

The little servant gushed about the common sense of swords.

Lin Yu understood it, it turned out to be the fault of his own outfit after a long time.

If he dresses like a murderer, this guy will definitely not sell himself the things that girls use, and he will not bother to popularize these superficial knowledge.

"...So, son, you should pick a good-looking knife, so that it fits your identity."

"Okay, okay." Lin Yu waved his hand and said, "I just want a sharp knife. If you have it, sell it to me. If you don't have me, go to other places to see it."

Seeing that Lin Yu was going to leave again, the young servant hurriedly said, "Young Master, don't rush to leave, the craftsmen in our shop are all top-notch, and it's perfectly fine to create the good knife you want, it just takes some time. ."

"how long?"

"This... we don't have ready-made knives in our store. We need to purchase them from outside, plus the time for forging and polishing, at least two months."

"So long? Can't wait."

Lin Yu shook his head again and again.

Maybe tonight will let the knife see blood, who has time to wait for you for two months.

"Forget it, you take off the knife on the wall and I'll buy it."

Thinking that he still has a lot of things to do, Lin Yu didn't have time to go to other blacksmith shops, so he decided to buy a similar knife and make do with it.

"Good!" Seeing that he couldn't convince Lin Yu to buy those three exquisite knives, the servant decided to do whatever the business could do, and immediately took down the knives.

"Young master, this knife needs ten taels of silver."

"Ten taels? Ten taels are only ten taels. Wan'er will give him the money."

Lin Yu took the knife, didn't want to linger any longer, and was about to go out in a hurry.

However, as soon as he turned around, he saw a man dressed as a warrior sitting across the street, holding a knife in his arms, and a piece of paper in front of him seemed to have words like "selling knives" written on it.

"Do you know who that person is? I don't remember seeing him when I just came."

Lin Yu turned around and asked the servant.

The servant glanced outside the shop and suddenly said: "It's him! He is a disciple of Menghumen, his family is in trouble, and he needs money urgently, so he has to sell his beloved knife. He has been there every day for the past three days. Around the door of the blacksmith shops."

"What about his knife?" Lin Yu asked.

"The knife is a good knife, but it's not worth so much money." Seeing that Lin Yu was quite moved, the servant reminded: "If you want to buy his knife, sir, don't bid more than 500 taels of gold."

"What? So expensive?"

"Hey, son, people may not be willing at this price. The price he called on the first day was 1,000 taels of gold, and no one bought it until the price was lowered, and I don't know how much he asked for today."

"1000 taels?"

Lin Yu looked at the knife in his hand, it only cost 10 taels of silver, but the knife in the man's hand dared to call out the high price of 1,000 taels of gold.

Although he knows the principle of getting what you get for every penny, and getting what you get for every 10 cents, the gap is too big.

It seems that the knife is not a common thing, and you have to see it with your own eyes.

"Thank you for reminding me." Lin Yu folded his fist towards the little servant and hurried out of the store.

After coming to the knife seller, Lin Yu asked, "Brother, can you take a look at your knife?"

Hearing this, the knife seller raised his face and said in a cold voice, "The price is 600 taels of gold, and I won't sell it for a penny."

Lin Yu was taken aback for a moment, then smiled: "Brother, I can afford the money, but you have to let me know where your knife is expensive, right?"

This kind of situation of treating one's favorite things as treasures has been seen a lot on Xianyu in the past life, and there are always people who want to sell second-hand goods for a whole new price.

"It's rude." The face of the knife seller softened, and he stood up from the ground and said, "This knife of mine was forged from cold iron by a famous craftsman appointed by our Tiger Gate. It is so sharp that it can break hair. "

Saying that, he pulled out a hair, put it on the blade that pushed out one grid, and blew it lightly, and immediately split it into two.

Looking at the faint cold light radiating from the blade, Lin Yu knew that even by the standards of later generations, this blade could be called a treasured blade, and it was indeed worth 500 taels of gold.

With this treasured sword, his combat power will definitely jump to a new level.

"I want a knife, but 600 taels of gold is too expensive, it's cheaper."

Lin Yu bargained.

The knife seller looked at Lin Yu's expression and found that he was serious, so he clasped his fists and said, "My surname is Yang, my name is Yuanzheng, and I am the seventeenth generation disciple of Menghumen. This knife is my favorite. Absolutely do not sell below 600 taels, please Xiongtai Haihan."

"It's Lin Yu, the eldest son of the Lin mansion." Lin Yu also introduced himself, and then said, "Okay, I can afford 600 taels, but I have a small request. If Brother Yuanzheng can satisfy me, I will buy it. already."

"any request?"

Yang Yuanzheng asked with a look of joy on his face.