Defying the Martial Way to Burn the Heavens

Seeing this scene, Zuo Feng didn't pay too much attention. Even if the crooked accomplice wanted to take revenge, this place was already within Yancheng after all, and Zuo Feng expected that they would not dare to deal with him and the others so blatantly.

The eldest lady of the City Lord's Mansion named Anya hit it off with her sister, so they had to think about it if they wanted to cause trouble. Thinking of this, Zuo Feng felt a little relieved and turned around to explain to Zuo Hou and others. At the same time, ask them to return to their old house in the west of the city as soon as possible after choosing the weapon they want, and not to stay too long on the street.

Zuo Feng held Zuo Tiantian's little hand and walked out of Yanfei Trading House. Although Tiantian was young, his appearance was extremely beautiful and cute, attracting countless passers-by to look at him. Tiantian didn't pay much attention to the looks around him. He would hold his brother's hand and go to the cloth shop to have a look, and then he would go to the clothing store to have a look.

Just when he had a headache, Zuo Feng suddenly saw an eye-catching plaque, "Tiangong Weapon Refining Institute". Zuo Feng's heart moved and he stepped inside. This shop is slightly different from other shops. Most of the other shops facing the street are multi-story buildings, but this shop only has one floor.

Although it is only a one-story building, it occupies a large area and is much taller than other two-story buildings. What surprised Zuo Feng the most was that there were three extremely huge chimneys behind the shop.

Most chimneys are only a few feet higher than the roof, but these three chimneys are as tall as flagpoles and are built in a square shape. There is a vague guess that this is the reason why it is called the "Weapon Refining Shop". I am afraid that not only weapons are bought and sold here, but also Qi is refined here.

Immediately after entering the door, someone came up to greet me. The person who came was a middle-aged man with a mustache. The man was thin, with a slightly bald head, and his legs seemed to be slightly lame. When Zuo Feng saw it for the first time, he almost mistook it for some blood relationship with Zuo Hou.

After the middle-aged man saw Zuo Feng's age clearly, he was slightly surprised at first, but then he still put on a smile and said.

"This little brother, I don't know what artifacts I want to see."

"Artifacts? Don't you sell weapons here?"

Hearing what Zuo Feng said, the middle-aged man's mustache moved slightly. He looked at Zuo Feng again and then said slowly: "This little brother should be his first time at our Tiangong Xing." Bar?"

Hearing that he was talking about "Tiangongxing" and not "refining weapons", although Zuo Feng was curious about why he said that, he did not ask in detail. Although the mustache was much more polite than the woman from the trading house before, the more he was like this, the more the mustache's profiteer attitude was completely exposed in front of Zuo Feng.

Thinking of this, Zuo Feng pretended to be impatient, nodded slightly and said, "This is indeed the first time here."

The smile on the mustache's face became even brighter, and he patiently explained: "Our 'Tiangongxing' sells both weapons and other utensils, such as cauldrons and furnaces for refining medicine, and even some jewelry. We not only sell There are finished products for you to choose from, and you can also customize something unique according to the customer’s requirements.”

After Zuo Feng heard this, he couldn't help but feel something in his heart, and immediately asked: "Is it the medicine cauldron used by the pharmacist?"

Hearing that he was so concerned about the medicinal cauldron, Xiao Hu couldn't help but look at Zuo Feng deeply again, and said with some hesitation: "Of course it is used by pharmacists to make medicine. Could it be that you are also a pharmacist, little brother."

Zuo Feng shook his head and said with a smile: "I am just an apprentice alchemist, and I am only at the entry level in making medicine."

Upon hearing this, the mustache immediately moved forward flatteringly and said, "Young master can reach entry-level level at such a young age. I really admire it. If you have time, you can go to our 'Tiangong Medicine Refining Shop' to have a look. "

When Zuo Feng heard this, he already knew in his heart, 'It turns out that this "Tiangong" has such a scale, but I don't know what other industries they have besides weapon refining and medicine refining, but if you have time, you can go and have a look. ’

Zuo Feng had a general understanding of the mustache after chatting with him. Naturally, he didn't have any items that needed to be specially customized, so he went to the finished product counter and took a look around.

He first went to the weapons counter and took a look. The prices of the weapons sold at the trading house were not much different from those here. It seemed that the other party only earned some handling fees from them. Zuo Feng, who was about to leave, suddenly glanced at a long sword and was immediately attracted by it.

This is a snow-white long sword. The hilt is made of rare snow-cold wood, and the hilt is made of an extremely rare animal bone. This was the first time Zuo Feng had seen such a work and such craftsmanship. When he saw its pure white scabbard and hilt, he couldn't help but think of the white clothes that Shen Die often wore.

"How much does this sword cost?"

Mustache has been paying close attention to Zuo Feng's every move. When he asked about it, he said with some embarrassment: "Brother is really discerning. This sword is actually just bought from us. To be honest, the craftsmanship of this sword is The materials and materials are extremely special. Not to mention that we can’t make it, even if we can make it, the materials are extremely rare and difficult to assemble.”

Zuo Feng frowned slightly. This was obviously the beginning of a huge asking price. He coldly highlighted three words: "How much?"

This mustache looked deeply at Zuo Feng. Then he narrowed his eyes slightly and smoothed his beard with two fingers. He raised his other hand and slowly raised his five fingers.

Zuo Feng frowned slightly and said, "Five gold coins?"

"Fifty gold coins, hehe," the mustache said with his arms crossed as if he was watching a good show.

Hearing the price, Zuo Feng felt a chill in his teeth. His sister Tiantian beside him was also shocked by the price and pulled Zuo Feng's corner with his hand. Zuo Feng sighed in his heart. Such a price was too exaggerated for him, even though he had thirteen gold coins and more than a hundred silver coins that he got from Zuo Lie.

Zuo Feng, who was about to leave, suddenly noticed that the mustache's face was a little embarrassed. As soon as his heart moved, he said casually: "Can you let me see this sword?"

The look on Mustache's face was a little unnatural, and he slowly took out the sword from the counter and handed it to Zuo Feng, while whispering: "This price is easy to negotiate, we can easily negotiate."

Zuo Feng calmly took the sword as if he had already guessed it, and started playing with it casually in his hand. Suddenly, his peripheral vision glanced at the tail of the sword, where there was an obvious unnatural break.

A smile flashed across the corner of his mouth, Zuo Feng turned to Mustache and said, "This is the mother sword among the mother swords."

When Zuo Feng said this, the mustache's face immediately fell. The reason why this sword has been left here for so long without being sold is because it is incomplete. Mustache's original intention was to get rid of it a little cheaper, but most people who came to see it could tell that it was just a mother sword, and gradually no one cared about it.

"Your fifty gold coins are not considered a reasonable price. Let's say ten gold coins."

"Brother is joking. Even if this sword is not a complete product, I can't just sell it to you so cheaply."

Zuo Feng gently placed the sword in his hand on the counter, shook his head noncommittally, and walked towards other counters. Mustache couldn't figure out what kind of medicine was sold in Zuofeng Gourd, so he had to follow quickly.

I took my sister and strolled to another counter, where there were a dazzling array of small tripods and some small stoves. Because of the conversation with Zhuang Yu in the medicine house, Zuo Feng had already learned that apprentice alchemists and junior alchemists use a "cauldron", and only after reaching the middle stage can they use a "furnace".

This was also determined by the various tedious processes involved in making medicine. With Zuo Feng's current level, even giving him a good medicine stove would be useless.

There is no need for Mustache's introduction this time, because there is a small wooden sign next to the items inside the counter, and the prices are clearly marked on it.

Zuo Feng looked around and found that the price of the "Medicine Cauldron" was dozens of times higher than the price of the "Medicine Cauldron". An ordinary "medicine cauldron" ranges from one to seventy or eight gold coins, but a "medicine furnace" costs from sixty to seventy to several hundred gold coins. Zuo Feng couldn't help but secretly smack his tongue.

Zuo Feng casually pointed at a "Medicine Cauldron" that cost two gold coins. He turned back to the mustache and said, "With that sword and it, I will give you thirteen gold coins. If you agree, I will give it to you now." Pay the money."

Mustache looked like he was in pain. When he saw Zuo Feng's indifferent expression without any expression on his face, he sighed helplessly and said, "Brother, you are really amazing. It's a deal."

Zuo Feng didn't hesitate, took out a small bag from his arms and threw it out casually. After Mustache took it, he only glanced at it briefly after opening it, and said with some difficulty: "Yes, the amount is right, but..."

Zuo Feng didn't want to look at his profiteer's face, put away his sword and "medicine cauldron", and took his sister and strode out of the weapon refining shop, completely ignoring the mustache that had twisted his whole face together.

"The sword is for Sister Chen Die, right? Give it to me and I will give it to her."

Zuo Feng hesitated for a moment, then immediately handed the wrapped sword to his sister's hand. In this way, borrowing her sister's hand to give it to Chen Die would be less embarrassing. Zuo Feng didn't know whether his sister was really smart or just a whim.

The two of them wandered around the street casually following the flow of people. In front of a shop, Zuo Feng's nose moved slightly, and the strong scent of medicine was inhaled into his nose. Zuo Feng looked at the plaque on the shop, Tiangong Medicine Refining Shop.

'What a coincidence', Zuo Feng thought in his mind, pulling his sister and walking away.

"Brother, I'm hungry. I want to eat."

Hearing what his sister said, Zuo Feng scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "Just go to this store. After looking at it, we'll go eat."

The younger sister pouted her lips in displeasure, gave her brother a fierce look, and then followed her brother towards the store.

"I wonder what kind of medicine this little friend wants to buy? Our place has the most complete range of traditional Chinese medicine in Yancheng."

After entering the store this time, a white-haired old man came up to greet Zuo Feng. This old man had white hair but a ruddy complexion. He obviously had a strong cultivation base.

"I want to see if there is any recipe for making primary medicinal powder for sale."

When the old man heard Zuo Feng's question, a divine light suddenly flashed in his eyes, and he immediately took it back and changed to that gentle and kind look again.