"How much do you sell these two swords?"

    Just now, the young man who wanted to buy leather was dressed in famous brands, with a thick gold chain around his neck and a Rolex green water ghost on his wrist. At first glance, he was the kind of rich second generation of Laozi.

    He was unhappy with Zuo Yi''s refusal. Like others, he thought that Zuo Yi was raising his price, but he didn''t increase the price, but instead asked about the price of inch gold sword.

    His face looked like a smile, his tone was frivolous, and he obviously had no sincerity.

    Zuo Yi replied faintly, "one million, two two million."

    His voice was not loud, but all the onlookers nearby heard it clearly and suddenly there was an uproar.

    "Two million?"

    "My God, did I hear you right?"

    "Is this poor crazy?"

    "Two million? Hehe, it''s funny!"

    "Today is an eye opener."

    "Ha ha ha!"

    The rich second man laughed and leaned forward and backward, laughing so that tears came out: "two million, ha ha ha, I''m dead!"

    Zuo Yi doesn''t change his face, as if he didn''t hear the ridicule from the other party at all.

    Do elephants need to care about ants?

    Not at all.

    Bao Er puffed up his cheeks and secretly said to pipi, "this is a bad guy!"

    Pipi nodded: "bad guy, bad guy!"

    The rich second man who was labeled as a villain by the little girl finally laughed enough. He wiped his tears and reached for the inch gold sword: "it looks good. Let me see where it is worth two million!"

    However, his hand was blocked by Zuo Yi: "my sword is very sharp. Don''t touch it if you''re not a professional swordsman."

    With the sharpness of inch gold sword, it''s easy to hurt your hand if you grasp it indiscriminately. It''s possible to cut off your fingers accidentally!

    Zuo Yi was kind to dissuade, but his words happened to poke the rich man''s pain.

    The other party''s face turned red in an instant, retracted his hand and said angrily, "you''re a cow!"

    He turned angrily to separate the crowd, and unexpectedly walked away.

    Zuo Yi estimates that this matter is not over yet, but he doesn''t care at all. He continues to show an inch of gold and double swords.

    However, he didn''t let Pipi continue to shout, so as not to attract more people to watch - all affecting the order.

    Without the excitement, the onlookers immediately dispersed a lot, but some people lingered in front of Zuo Yi''s stall and pointed at inch gold sword or Pipi.

    Zuo Yi sits on the stool and takes out a bag of Oreo to the little girl: "have some snacks."

    He has a space ring in his hand. It''s really not too convenient to access items. As long as he doesn''t be found by others, it''s no difficulty to play Doraemon.

    Boa took Oreo and said sweetly, "thank you, Dad."

    She picked up a piece of Oreo and handed it to Zuo Yi: "Dad, you can eat it too."

    "Yeah."

    Zuo Yi opened his mouth and said vaguely, "thank you, baby."

    Baby giggles.

    Pipi jumped on her shoulder and said, "baby, I want it too!"

    Boa tilted his head and asked, "Pippi, can you eat Oreo?"

    Pipi bragged: "yes, yes, I can eat anything!"

    Boa was skeptical: "all right."

    So her second piece of Oreo was given to Pipi. The latter leaned out his claws and grabbed it. Unexpectedly, he put on a difficult posture of Golden Chicken independence and pecked happily.

    The third piece is given to TEK, the fourth piece is also given to TEK, the fifth piece is given to TEK, and the sixth piece

    In the blink of an eye, there was only the last piece left in bao''er''s hand - she didn''t feed as fast as Tai!

    Zuo Yi wants to laugh.

    "Big brother..."

    At this time, the migrant worker man in the stall next door sneaked over, lowered his voice and asked Zuo Yi, "why don''t you go?"

    Zuo Yi wondered, "I haven''t rented yet. Why should I leave?"

    The migrant worker looked around and continued to whisper, "I met that man just now. That man is not easy to provoke. I advise you to close the stall and leave quickly so as not to be smashed."

    "Smash the stall?"

    Zuo Yi was surprised: "he dares to make trouble here and smash other people''s stalls. Does the market management office and security guard care?"

    The migrant worker swallowed his saliva and explained, "it''s not really smashing, but making you lose face and continue to mix here. Anyway, it''s very troublesome, ah!"

    His face suddenly changed, retracted his head and said, "here it is!"

    The migrant worker man sat upright and looked straight at him, posing as if he had nothing to do with Zuo Yi.

    Zuo Yi turns his head and sees a group of people just coming towards him. The rich second man was among them just now!

    The rich second man''s eyes were opposite to Zuo Yi, and immediately showed an expression of "you''re dead".

    Zuo Yi ignored him and glanced at the group quickly.

    Walking in the front is a tall man with long sword eyebrows and eyes. He is wearing a navy blue sword suit and a long sword at his waist. Both his dress and temperament give people a feeling of standing out from the crowd.

    Zuo Yi easily judges that this is a high-level professional swordsman!

    The Daxia Martial Arts Alliance stipulates that professional swordsmen can freely buy and sell controlled Kaifeng swords if they apply for a sword license. However, if they want to wear Kaifeng swords in public, they need to apply for a sword license.

    It''s not easy to apply for a sword certificate. Zuo Yi has a sword certificate but no sword certificate.

    The real professional swordsman must wear the open front sword. The one with no front sword is cosplay.

    The momentum of the tall man was like a long sword with a sharp breath, which made others instinctively make way for him.

    Without years of immersion in kendo, you can''t cultivate such temperament!

    Around the tall man were a refined middle-aged man and a beautiful girl. The latter looked at the tall man with admiring eyes from time to time. Obviously, all his feelings were sent to each other.

    The rich second man was one step behind. He walked with several followers and went straight to Zuo Yi''s booth.

    "Elder martial brother..."

    When the group came to the front of Zuo Yi''s stall, Fu Er Nan immediately shouted, "this is it!"

    Zuo Yi holds his arms and sits to see how the other party performs.

    The tall man looked at the inch gold double swords crossed and erected on the wooden box with great interest. He asked, "boss, do you want to sell these two swords for two million?"

    Zuo Yi nodded: "that''s right."

    The tall man asked again, "can you start?"

    Zuo Yi stretched out his hand and motioned, "please help yourself."

    "Thank you."

    The tall man bowed politely, took off an inch gold sword and held it in his hand.

    The action is very skilled and standard.

    Holding the sword in his hand, he constantly adjusted the holding angle, and then observed the blade sword from different directions.

    The tip, body, blade and handle of the sword, and finally bent his fingers to play on the ridge of the sword.

    "It''s a good sword..."

    The tall man nodded and said, "but without the mark of a famous family, is a million too expensive?"

    The exquisite sword cast by famous masters must have an inscription mark. A considerable part of the value of a famous sword should be reflected in this mark, just like a brand logo.

    Zuo Yi''s two swords were originally marked, but they were directly erased by him in the process of transformation.

    In theory, the value is greatly reduced.

    Zuo Yi said, "my sword is very sharp. It''s worth the price."

    "How sharp is it?"

    The middle-aged man broke in with a smile and said, "no matter how sharp it is, it''s not worth a million?"

    He looked at Zuo Yi with disdain. Obviously, he regarded Zuo Yi as a grandstanding person.

    "Ignorance is not your fault..."

    Zuo Yi''s sentence changed the other party''s face. He pointed to the sword on the tall man and said, "well, it''s easier for me to cut this sword than vegetables."

    Zuo Yi''s understatement makes others explode!

    It''s crazy, isn''t it!

    The pretty girl who followed the tall man immediately jumped out and said angrily, "what a big tone. Do you know how much my eldest martial brother''s sword is worth? Do you know who forged it?"

    "I don''t know."

    Zuo Yi shook his head honestly and said, "but it doesn''t matter."

    "Let''s fight the sword!"

    The pretty girl was so angry that she said, "elder martial brother, let him see the power of your green blade sword!"

    The tall man was a little embarrassed and hesitated and said, "isn''t that good?"

    He was actually encouraged by the rich two men.

    But he is not the kind of person who is very arrogant. He can''t tolerate being cut. He also cherishes his sword very much. He really doesn''t want to take it out and compete with Zuo Yi''s sword.

    Sword fighting is a competition between swords. The most direct collision between the blade and the blade!

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