Nanqin

"Can you sharpen my knife?"

There was a sweet voice from the sound transmission stone, which made Zhang Nanqin alive. He didn't even want to reply to the other party: "Yes."

After speaking, the sound transmission stone showed the other party's mansion, and Zhang Nanqin had two smoke pots: "After so many days and time-consuming shopping outside, it is not easy to finally get the business at this time."

To know these days, he sharpens his kitchen knife outside every day, and he does not pick restaurants, but the vendors outside. It is because there are many people passing by and there are many people. The knife he sharpened will attract some. People's heartbeat.

Although it is overkill in the hands of vendors, as long as someone comes to the door, it is definitely not as simple as grinding a kitchen knife, and his livelihood with Qin Ruoan will be lost.

Zhang Nanqin walked out of the door, and at the moment the door closed, Qin Ruoan's door was gently opened, watching the disappearing figure of Nanqin, and then closing the door.

Shenyuan Tower is not a loft, but a gregarious name. There are many lofts and courtyards here, and they are not owned by ordinary people. In other words, they are all princes and nobles, or business people.

According to the address of Chuanyinshi, Zhang Nanqin quickly found the small building in front of him, a standard octagonal three-story attic, and there was a huge yard outside the attic. There was a carriage parked in that yard. He always saw this carriage. Feel deja vu.

Zhang Nanqin stood at the door and knocked softly. The door was opened for a moment. Seeing the person in front of him, the scene in the street at noon remembered for a moment, but when the other party saw Zhang Nanqin, he bowed slightly and seemed to have known each other well: "I have seen Mr. Zhang."

"Why are you?" Zhang Nanqin blurted out.

"Like Zhang Gongzi?" The girl in front of her said and walked in by herself.

Zhang Nanqin saw the other party wearing a long gauze dress, and two Yu Linglong stepped on the warm sun stone in the attic.

Although this warm sun stone has the word yang, it is the favorite stone of many princes and nobles, because it is warm in winter and cool in summer, and most of them are used to pave homesteads.

"What? Young Master Zhang is still afraid that Wei Lanqing will fail to succeed?" Wei Lanqing said calmly, but Zhang Nanqin was a little bit down and lost his demeanor.

"Your girl Wei does not call me here during the day, but at night. You are not afraid of me as a man. What are you afraid of?" Zhang Nanqin stepped in after saying that the temperature of the warm sun stone condensed instantly made him feel a hint of coolness. People are very comfortable, he looks around, the furnishings are simple, but every place is extremely particular.

"Today is different from the past. There was a difference between men and women in North County a hundred years ago. Men are women's heavens. But since the war, women have gradually released their right to speak, without those stubborn old systems. Otherwise, Wei Lanqing would not dare Let a man enter here late at night."

After Wei Lanqing finished speaking, he walked to a table. There was an old sword on it. The scabbard was as dark as ink, but the nicks on it showed its age, and there was a kitchen knife beside it. It is said to be a knife for removing bones. Zhang Nanqin can say that this knife is very familiar. It is the one that he spent all morning grinding his mouth to sharpen his knife.

"Today I want to thank the young man for his shot. At that time, Lan Qing was in a hurry, so he relied on him. Here, Lan Qing once again thanked the young man for his action." After Wei Lanqing finished speaking, he gently tilted his body again, and then picked up the one in his hand. The deboning knife looked at it for a moment: "When I came back, I saw a group of people around the vendors blocking the road. I asked the groom to inquire about it. Then I found out that someone sharpened the knife and could easily deboning the deboning knife like thin paper. , I asked the groom to buy this boning knife."

After speaking, he looked down at the boning knife in his hand and put it down, then looked at Zhang Nanqin with a smile on his face.

Zhang Nanqin didn't care: "Ms. Wei Wei also bought a lot of money."

"Not bad, but in my eyes it is worth it." Wei Lanqing put down the boning knife and looked at Zhang Nanqin seriously: "From the vendor to the last news, although different kitchen knives,

After Wei Lanqing finished speaking, he picked up the pitch-black sword from the table: "I wonder if the son can restore this sword to its original condition? Lan Qing will definitely give him a heavy reward."

Zhang Nanqin stared at the sword after hearing it, and then looked at Wei Lanqing. He actually shook his head because he saw that the sword was extraordinary.Like a scabbard like ink, it has been portrayed by the years. Although it has lost its former glory, it is made of Kuroda stone and meteorite.The person who can possess this sword in Yunzhou is bound to be extraordinary. The most important thing is that although the sword is out of its sheath, its murderous intent is very heavy, so weak that it can smell like the blood of the air, but Zhang Nanqin, who has a keen sense of taste, can smell it.

It can be said that if this sword is thrown out, it is no less than a bloody storm, especially those who are good at swords, martial arts monks, and sword idiots will follow one after another. Zhang Nanqin does not have the ability to deal with it, and he does not want to make a living. Cause unnecessary trouble.

"The son would rather spend half a day sharpening the knife for the vendors and leave the sound transmission method elsewhere. Isn't the purpose to make the son's reputation spread far?" Wei Lanqing looked at Zhang Nanqin with some confusion.

"Girl Wei joked. Nanqin is just an ordinary person, she only knows more than ordinary people, she can only sharpen a kitchen knife, and Miss Wei holds a sharp weapon in her hand, and Nanqin can't do anything about it." Zhang Nanqin naturally avoided. , Just kidding, he doesn't want to bet on this with his wealth and life.

After hearing this, Wei Lanqing looked at Zhang Nanqin: "You don't need to panic. Lan Qing guesses that you must be able to see the origin of this sword. Lan Qing promises that this sword is upright and honest, and as long as you don't say it, no one else will know it."

Zhang Nanqin shook his head immediately after hearing this. He resolutely refused: "Miss Wei, please forgive me, Nanqin is helpless, and she is disturbing late at night, but also looks at Haihan." He turned and left after speaking, and he was anxious to leave here quickly.

It's just that he heard Wei Lanqing's voice before he stepped out of the door: "Isn't the son afraid that after going out, Lanqing reporter said that he lost this sword?"

Zhang Nanqin stopped immediately when he heard that, turned to look at Wei Lanqing, but saw the latter continue to speak: "The son can say that it has nothing to do with the matter, and Lan Qing can also testify that it has nothing to do with the son, but this matter was passed on. How would those people in the rivers and lakes judge? Has the son ever thought about it?"

Wei Lanqing said with a smile on his face. Although his words were light, these words were extremely vicious.Zhang Nanqin used his toes to think about it and understood that with the urinary nature of those people who listen to wind and rain, they will inevitably find themselves. Although he is not afraid, it is always troublesome.

The Wei Lanqing of this incident made Zhang Nanqin feel like a fox, and he was swearing in his heart. He took out the smoking pot from his back irritably, then walked to the desk and sat on the sandalwood chair, facing the candlelight. , And then spit out the smoke, and Wei Lanqing, who was standing by, didn't feel disgusted, on the contrary, there was a hint of color in his eyes.

"The son actually smokes a smoking pot, which makes Lan Qing a little surprised." Wei Lanqing knew that this smoking pot was not ordinary.

In the eyes of ordinary people, even some families who are not able to use countertops have always believed that smoking pots are used by ordinary people, and they are all old men. You must know that this smoking pot is very particular.

Legend has it that the smoke pot was handed down from the battlefield. It was a ruthless man who was hunted down and dying frequently. He occasionally used tobacco to stop the bleeding. At the same time, he was ignited with a candle to inhale it, which can be refreshing.Then it was passed into the hands of some high-ranking officials and nobles and princes from the army, so these people thought that it was an extremely extravagant thing to smoke a pot of cigarettes. They banned the spread of tobacco among the people, so there was a ban on smuggling and trafficking. It is not open, but these people enjoy it alone.

At the same time, the military also imposed a ban on the sale of shredded tobacco. However, in addition to the payment of silver, each soldier will provide additional subsidies for shredded tobacco every month, which is a necessity.And these people would regard tobacco as tighter than fate, so when they go home to visit relatives, this smoking pot will spread among the people, and the people who can smoke pot can understand the truth without even thinking about it. Someone is in the army.As for outsiders, it is difficult to get a glimpse of the reason, but instead believes that this is a lower class.

Zhang Nanqin smiled bitterly when he heard what Wei Lanqing said. He looked at the girl in front of him. He thought it was weak and weak, but he didn't expect to be so cunning because of her appearance.

"I shouldn't have stepped into this place." Zhang Nanqin can say that he regrets it, leaving the sound transmission stone a bit clever.

When Wei Lanqing heard Zhang Nanqin's words, a smile appeared on his face immediately, and he walked to Zhang Nanqin like a child, put the sword on the shelf, and at the same time took out a silver ticket from his arms, all golden, light this one. Gold paper has the value of ten gold, which is equivalent to a hundred taels of silver.

"This is a silver slip commonly used by Yunzhou Commercial Bank. It is made by God Capital. It is a hundred taels of gold. How about the remuneration for the exchange of sons?"

Wei Lanqing's words shocked Zhang Nanqin. He didn't expect Wei Lanqing to be so generous, but when he saw the sword in front of him, he knew that the price was a bit low.

"Lan Qing knows that the pay is a bit too low." After she finished speaking, she looked a little shy: "There is only so much that Lan Qing can take out. As long as the son is willing to help Lan Qing this time, Lan Qing must remember the kindness of the son." Then he turned sideways.

After hearing this, Zhang Nanqin smiled bitterly, smoking a cigarette pot, and put the bank note away next to him. The next moment his expression changed, he looked out of the attic, and Wei Lanqing was taken aback by his expression.