At the intersection of the streets, Li Yuntian squeezed into the crowd of people watching the excitement under the opening of the road with the accompanying guards, and a burly young man was holding a Damascus knife with gorgeous gems inlaid on the scabbard and showing it to the people around him.

Since the young man seemed to be selling something for the first time, and it was still in the form of selling on the street, he looked very cramped, his face was flushed, and he did not speak much.

The people gathered around to watch the excitement had never seen such a strange-looking scimitar with a jeweled scabbard, and a beautiful pattern on the blade.

Therefore, everyone pointed and pointed at the Damascus scimitar, and some people also asked about the origin of the knife, according to the explanation of the young man who sold the knife, this knife was handed down by his ancestors, and the trophies of the war with the Kansai Yuan army during the Hongwu period were quietly kept because they loved it.

The young man who sold the knife made the knife a hundred taels, and whoever was willing to pay a hundred taels of silver would belong to whoever else would have the sword.

Although many people in the crowd of onlookers were interested in this scimitar, weapons were forbidden to be bought and sold in the Ming Dynasty, so no one would buy this Damascus knife in public, and some people were thinking about buying it secretly.

"What a beautiful knife!" Lei Ting's eyes lit up when she saw the knife, she followed Li Yuntian to the north and south and saw many famous weapons, but it was the first time she had seen such a beautiful knife.

"This Western Regions knife is called Damascus scimitar, with a sharp blade and exquisite decoration, which can be called a beautiful example of weapons." Li Yuntian knew that Lei Ting liked weapons and had a lot of famous knives from all over the world in his house, so he smiled and said to her, "It seems that the person who sells knives must be in trouble, otherwise he won't sell the knife, you might as well buy it as an adult." ”

"Thank you." Lei Ting was overjoyed when she heard this, and hurriedly thanked Li Yuntian, and then stepped forward and said to the young man who sold the knife, "This knife is a thousand taels of silver, and my son bought it." ”

With a bang, the people around suddenly became commotion, and they all looked at Lei Ting in surprise, secretly guessing her identity.

Although there were people at the scene who could afford a thousand taels, there was no high-profile person like Lei Ting, after all, no one wanted to be charged with a private weapon and rebellion.

"Don't want a thousand taels, a hundred taels of silver is enough." The young man selling the knife was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly waved his hand to Lei Ting.

"In my son's opinion, this knife is worth a thousand taels completely." Lei Ting smiled when she heard this, and replied in a coquettish voice, in her opinion, one hundred taels was an insult to the knife.

"Okay, it's yours." Seeing that Lei Ting insisted on doing so, the young man who sold the knife hesitated for a moment and then inserted the knife back into the scabbard, gently stroked the scabbard with his hand, and then sent it to Lei Ting with both hands.

"Ben Gongzi didn't have that much cash with him, you can go with Ben Gongzi to get it." Seeing this, Lei Ting's face was overjoyed, and she quickly stepped forward to take the Damascus knife, and said to the young man selling the knife in a coquettish voice.

The young man who sold the knife was not afraid of Lei Ting's debts, anyway, there were so many people watching around, so he nodded and prepared to follow Lei Ting to get the money.

"Two thousand taels!" Without waiting for the young man selling the knife to take two steps, a voice came from the crowd, "This knife Ben Gongzi wants it!" ”

Li Yuntian's brows furrowed slightly when he heard this, and he looked in the direction where the voice came from, only to see a group of servant-looking people walking over surrounded by several richly dressed sons.

After seeing those richly dressed sons, the people around them flashed to both sides with interest, which showed that they were not small.

At the same time, Zheng Wanrou, who was standing beside Li Yuntian, frowned slightly, and her expression gradually became a little cold.

"I'm sorry, but this knife already belongs to this child." If it is given to other knife sellers, it must be the one with the highest price, but the young man who sells knives bowed his hand to one of the fat boys who came over, and said apologetically, It was the two thousand taels that this fat boy shouted just now.

"Three thousand taels, this knife is bound to be won!" The fat boy glanced at Lei Ting when he heard this, and then took out three silver tickets of one thousand taels from his arms and shook them at the young man who sold the knife, and said with an arrogant face, "This is three thousand taels of silver tickets, you will never see so much money in your life, as long as you sell the knife to me, then they are yours." ”

Lei Ting suddenly raised her eyebrows when she heard this, and glared at the arrogant fat boy with a frosty face, this guy clearly wanted to suppress people and break the rules of the business field.

If the fat boy bids with Lei Ting before the young man who sells the knife promises to sell it to Lei Ting for a thousand taels of silver, then Lei Ting will not say anything, and the one with the highest price will naturally get this rare product.

But now that the young man who sells knives has clearly rejected the fat boy, but the fat boy still wants to forcibly buy a knife, this is a bit deceitful and too much, is she still afraid of the fat boy if she is more than money?

If Lei Ting was left when she was young, she would definitely let people beat up this fat boy who acted aggressively, but now that her mind is very mature, she naturally won't be rough with the fat boy, to be honest, the fat boy doesn't even have the qualifications to make a move.

"This son, I'm really sorry, now the owner of this knife is this son, it has nothing to do with Zaixia, if you like it, you can buy it from him." Faced with the temptation of the fat boy's heavy money, the young man who sold the knife did not hesitate at all, stretched out his finger and pointed at Lei Ting and said to the fat boy.

Li Yuntian couldn't help but bow his head slightly when he saw this, it seems that the young man who sells knives is also a reasonable person, otherwise he will definitely regret selling the knife to the fat boy, anyway, Lei Ting has not given the money to the young man who sells knives, and theoretically this knife is still a young man selling knives.

"Ben Gongzi will pay three thousand taels, you will give this knife to Ben Gongzi." The fat boy didn't expect the young man who sold the knife to refuse, and his face showed a look of astonishment, and then turned to Lei Ting, and said with a grin, "If you think it's less, just make a price, and this boy will definitely not frown." ”

Lei Ting ignored the fat boy, glanced at him coldly, turned around and left with a Damascus knife, she didn't bother to deal with this kind of loser who showed off everywhere with a few spare money.

"Ben Gongzi is talking to you, do you hear me?" The fat boy saw that Lei Ting actually got up and left, and he didn't even look at him, and suddenly felt that he couldn't hold his face, and shouted to his entourage after pointing at Lei Ting, "Come on, stop this kid to this son!" ”

Seeing this, Lei Ting couldn't help but stop, turned around and glared at the fat boy, her eyes flashed, she didn't want to deal with a loser like the fat boy, but if the fat boy wanted to die, then she didn't mind freeing up her hands to repair him.

Lei Ting followed Li Yuntian to fight in the north and south, and she already had the murderous aura in the army, and her gaze suddenly made the fat boy feel a chill rushing towards him, making him freeze there in an instant, looking at Lei Ting with a frightened face.

Several of the fat boy's subordinates didn't realize the killing intent contained in Lei Ting's sharp eyes, so they rolled up their sleeves and ran towards Lei Ting, putting on a posture of fighting.

"Don't move!" At this time, a white-clothed boy who came with the fat boy had been quietly glancing at Zheng Wanrou in private, and the expression on his face gradually became ugly, and when he heard that the fat boy was about to make a move, his face turned green in an instant, and he hurriedly used all his strength to eat milk and shouted, "Who dares to move me to break his dog's legs!" ”

Hearing this, everyone at the scene was taken aback, and they all looked at the man in white in surprise, and no one knew why he became a little hysterical.

The fat boy's subordinates immediately stopped there and didn't dare to move, and the fat boy looked at the boy in white with a blank face, he didn't understand what the boy in white meant, as if the tone of his words was not towards him.

"A gentleman doesn't win people's love, since this son likes this knife so much, then it's better to give him up." Seeing that the atmosphere at the scene had become tense and depressing, Li Yuntian suddenly smiled slightly, and said to Lei Ting in the field lightly, and then broke the deadlock on the scene.

As he spoke, Li Yuntian silently glanced at the pale white-clothed man not far away, and then turned to leave.

Zheng Wanrou also glared at the man in white, and followed behind Li Yuntian with Chen Ningning on the side with a frosty mask, it was obvious that she was very dissatisfied with the boy in white.

The man in white noticed Li Yuntian and Zheng Wanrou's action, and his body couldn't help but bow down, sweat running down his cheeks, and he looked very nervous.

Obviously, the boy in white recognized Li Yuntian's identity, otherwise he wouldn't have become so out of shape.

In fact, the boy in white is related to Li Yuntian, he is the son of Zheng Wanrou's cousin, and he wants to call Zheng Wanrou a cousin.

In fact, when the boy in white and the others appeared, Zheng Wanrou already recognized him, but because Zheng Wanrou was dressed as a man, and the two met less often, the boy in white couldn't recognize him for a while, and he didn't notice Zheng Wanrou until later, and he understood the identity of Li Yuntian, who was surrounded by Zheng Wanrou, and was naturally scared enough.

Li Yuntian had seen the boy in white once before, but that was ten years ago, and the boy in white was still a teenager who had nothing to do.

Although Li Yuntian no longer recognized the boy in white, he knew that the boy in white seemed to know the identities of himself and others, and he had been secretly aiming at Zheng Wanrou who was dressed as a man from his private background, and when Zheng Wanrou also had a cold face, he had already guessed that he must have a connection with Zheng Wanrou, so he opened his mouth to play a round, so as not to be embarrassed when the water washed the Dragon King Temple.

"He sold you this knife, don't forget three thousand taels!"

Although Lei Ting was reluctant in her heart, since Li Yuntian had already opened her mouth, she could only endure the pain and cut her love, shoved the Damascus scimitar into the hand of the fat boy who was in a daze, and coldly pointed at the young man who sold the knife and walked away quickly.

The fat boy didn't expect the matter to end like this, he was a little dazed in his mind for a while, and after looking at the Damascus scimitar in his hand, he looked at the white-clothed boy who was wiping the sweat on his forehead with palpitations, his face gradually became iron-blue, and from the reaction of the white-clothed man, he realized that he had stabbed a big basket this time.