Merry students roam the campus

Chen Ming kept patrolling the room, grabbing a knife from the shelf from time to time, and pulling it away to have a look. 【, There is nothing wrong with it, the knife inside is many times better than the one outside.If the batch of knives made by Chen Ming can be regarded as handmade works, then the knives here are definitely made by famous masters.

"Not bad! Not bad! It's really a good knife. But, I don't understand, master, what are you doing with so many weapons? This is not the troubled times back then!" Chen Ming smiled and said casually.Of course, they didn't take it seriously. Although the management of weapons and props in this great dynasty is very strict, I haven't heard that anyone stipulates that blacksmiths cannot make weapons!

"Dissatisfied little brother, I have a special liking for weapons. I only hate that I was not born in troubled times. Otherwise, the weapons I build will definitely be famous all over the world! work." The old man seemed quite narcissistic about himself.However, Hua said again, the weapons he made were indeed very good.

"Is that so? However, the weapon is only functional, so I don't know what to do with it?" Chen Ming said politely.In fact, in his opinion, he didn't want to march and fight. Who would want to fight?These days it's so hot, and those who can really use a knife are the horse boys below.

Have you ever seen that big brother get on fire with others and still use a knife?That batch of ammunition, apart from being able to be distributed to the police, Chen Ming and the others, the leaders and bosses, each had at least a pistol on their trouser waist.

Seeing Chen Ming's indifferent appearance, the old man thought that Chen Ming was demanding and despised his knives.With a final push of ruthlessness, he lifted a chopping board beside him and tore open the cloth curtain on it, revealing three high-quality knives immediately.

Chen Ming took a closer look, and his eyes really shined. There was a samurai sword, an ordinary machete, and a gorgeous Tibetan knife.It seems that these three should be the old man's most proud shopkeeper weapons.

"This... the master actually knows Japanese samurai swords?" Chen Ming grabbed one of the samurai swords and looked carefully. It is true that the blade and handwork are first-class .Regardless of materials and techniques, hard work has been done.

He waved it in his hand, feeling very high.The samurai sword was waving in the air, and it actually made a sound of piercing the air.Finally, when Chen Ming turned his head, he slashed at the corner of the table next to him.With almost no effort, the whole table leg was cut off!

"Good knife! It is indeed a good knife." Chen Ming nodded, already a little tempted.

"Hehe...Little brother, this is not a samurai sword. It is a Tang sword from the people of country Z! The samurai sword and so on are all imported from our country!" The old man began to use it for Chen Ming. History lesson.

"It's a pity! We are so useless. Everything is handed down here, but it is carried forward in other people's hands. We invented gunpowder as fireworks, but they use it as a weapon to hit you. Now, even the Tang knife It is also famous in the samurai sword of Little Japan! Well, it’s good not to mention this stuff, but once I mention it, I’m not interested.” Chen Ming put down the Tang Dao in his hand.His eyes turned to the side, the very gorgeous hidden knife placed on the edge of the shelf!

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