big communicator

Chapter 135 Take the Sword
Two days later at 7 p.m., Friday.

Qin Xiaoyu and Ding Daqiao came to Tao Ni's house again.

The weapons were built very fast, and after only two days, they could come to pick up the goods.

"Shipping."

After welcoming Ding Daqiao and Qin Xiaoyu into the house, Tao Ni took out a small wooden box from the house, slowly opened the wooden box, and then said something to Qin Xiaoyu and Ding Daqiao. Excited.

Starting today, I, Qin Xiaoyu, am also a person with a sword in my hand.

The 8 yuan weapon finally arrived.

When opening the coarse cloth in the box, Qin Xiaoyu felt that his hands were trembling. Ding Daqiao had already praised Tao Ni's craftsmanship countless times in front of him. Looking at the entire Qingcheng City, he was the only one who could be recognized as a weapon master. The weapons he made in his hands are simply too good to say. Although in recent years, due to some reasons, he has not received much business, his influence in the circle is still strong.

If he hadn't had some friendship with Tao Ni in the early years, he might not have accepted Qin Xiaoyu's business.

"what is this?"

When all the coarse cloth was lifted, Qin Xiaoyu, who was full of joy, was stunned. Although he didn't speak much that day, he clearly remembered that the final shape of the weapon was a short sword. The object lying in the box at this time did not look like a good weapon at all. .

It was crooked, like a twig, and if you looked closer, you could see Zou Zou Baba's bark clearly.

"what happened?"

Hearing Qin Xiaoyu's question, Ding Daqiao, who was chatting with Tao Ni, turned around.

Reminiscing about the past is a way of communication among people in the circle. When Qin Xiaoyu is busy checking and accepting weapons, he has to have a conversation with Mr. Tao. Time for business.

If you drag it any further, you probably won't even have this chance.

According to reliable sources, old man Tao has always wanted to go back to his hometown in the countryside for the past few years, but he reluctantly stayed in Qingcheng City because there were still some things that had not been dealt with properly. up.

It was very difficult now.

"It seems to be different from what I said before."

Looking at the short branch inside the box, Qin Xiaoyu stretched out his hand and turned the mouth of the box to Ding Daqiao.

I didn't move anything, what kind of dagger is this thing.

"Ok?"

After Qin Xiaoyu turned the mouth of the box to himself, Ding Daqiao, who thought Qin Xiaoyu was surprised by old man Tao's superb manufacturing skills, also became puzzled.

Is this the dagger that was ordered that day? Why does it look like a tree branch? Old man Tao's manufacturing level has improved again?
Looking suspiciously at Tao Ni who was still drinking tea calmly, Ding Daqiao tapped the lid of the box a few times with his fingers.

He has never had any doubts about Tao Ni's craftsmanship. This old man's ability to overwhelm other colleagues in Qingcheng City does not depend on others' flattery. The current situation in the box must have a reason for his appearance.

Is it possible to wake up the sword?
Looking at the dry object in the box that was suspected to be a branch, Ding Daqiao really couldn't connect it with his own thoughts.

It's not that he can't understand Xingjian, it's just that the appearance is too bad.

I have never heard that the awakening sword can also change the shape.

"I'm still satisfied."

Just when Ding Daqiao wanted to explain this matter with his own understanding, Tao Ni on the chair had already put down the kettle.

In the past few decades of ups and downs in Qingcheng City, he has seen expressions like Ding Daqiao and Qin Xiaoyu too many times. The more he is puzzled, the more it shows that his skills are superb. Although he has already looked down on some things now, But the sensitivity as a maker is still there.

The silent expressions of Ding Daqiao and Qin Xiaoyu at this time are the best proof of their skills.

"There's a difference."

Seeing Tao Ni put down the kettle, Ding Daqiao leaned down and said to him.

In front of the weapon master, he can't talk nonsense.

Questioning a person's work is the greatest insult to him. He doesn't want to cut off his decades of friendship with Tao Ni just because of his own words.

Isn't it still undecided?

"I come."

Hearing what Ding Daqiao said, Tao Ni shook his head and stood up from the chair.

Every surprise needs to be opened by oneself, and there is no sense of pride in the end.

Reaching out and turning the mouth of the box towards himself, Tao Ni said something expressionless, then without even looking at it, he put his right hand into the box.

The things in the box are made by myself, and their breath can be easily felt without eyes.

This proficiency is the highest honor for a weapon maker.

"wrong!"

When his fingers touched the bottom of the box, Tao Ni, who had been so high-spirited just now, was suddenly stunned. He flicked his fingers inside the box, trembled a few times, and took out his right hand.

This doesn't feel right, did I take the wrong box?
"This is not the sword I made!"

When he lowered his head and saw the objects in the box, Master Tao's mood immediately became agitated.

Why did the dagger I put in with my own hands turn into a branch, and who dropped the bag.

Hearing what Tao Ni said, Ding Daqiao and Qin Xiaoyu could only keep silent.

We can't answer this question. If you don't tell us, we will think that you have limited knowledge.

I didn't expect it to be a branch
"Wait for me to call."

When he saw the confused faces of Qin Xiaoyu and Ding Daqiao, the excited Tao Ni suddenly remembered something, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, found a number, and dialed: "Little Sanzi, are you making trouble after school? Ask him if he changed the contents of my box!"

Half an hour later, the door of Tao Ni's house rang again, and only one person came in this time, Tao Ni's youngest son.

"Leave it alone, I'll go first."

Putting the towel in his hand on the table, Tao Ni's youngest son turned around and was about to leave again. The old man hated his family by his side when he was talking about business, so he hurried back after delivering the things.

I also have to help my son with his homework.

"Did you take it out of trouble?"

"Well," pointing to the towel on the table, Tao Ni's youngest son turned and opened the door. When the door was closed, he poked his head and said, "It's already been beaten, and it won't happen next time."

"Okay, I'll be there later."

"It's inside."

After his son left, Tao Ni picked up the kettle again, and just about to drink a few sips, seeing Ding Daqiao and Qin Xiaoyu looking at him, he felt embarrassed to sit down again.

The previous incident was an accident. My grandson was so naughty that he even replaced the dagger he had assembled with a branch.

This time, he can be sure that the things wrapped in the towel are definitely Qin Xiaoyu's things.

This feeling comes from the confidence of an excellent weapon maker.

"It's better for you to come, I'm afraid there will be another accident."

Although Tao Ni was very sure, Ding Daqiao still felt that he should do this.

Without him, it's just for reassurance. If it's not the case, the old man can also respond in the first time.

"it is good."

Hearing Ding Daqiao's delay, Tao Ni didn't say anything, put down the kettle in his hand, and opened the wrapped towel in two or three strokes.

As the towel was opened, a dagger that was half as long as a toothbrush was exposed, and it was bronze in color without a trace of luster.

"It's really pocket-sized."

Looking at the dagger on the towel whose hilt almost occupied half of its length, Qin Xiaoyu was so bitter that he couldn't speak for a moment.

The shape is quite satisfactory, the color is mediocre, and there is no decoration at all. Generally speaking, it is very ordinary.

"Put out your hand."

Reaching out to pick up the dagger, Tao Ni said something to Qin Xiaoyu.

"Ok."

Although a little disappointed, Qin Xiaoyu stretched out his hand calmly.

Things like appearance are not that important, as long as it works well.

"It will hurt a little."

Holding the finger of Qin Xiaoyu's right hand, Tao Ni put the tip of the sword on his finger, and then slashed hard, and the severe pain immediately spread throughout Qin Xiaoyu's body. Although there was no bleeding, the pain was worse than when he saw blood.

"All right."

While Qin Xiaoyu was rubbing his palms in pain, Tao Ni handed over the dagger in his hand again. As he shook it seemingly unintentionally, the bronze color on the dagger cracked immediately, and after that it was like paint in disrepair. Piece by piece it fell off.

(End of this chapter)