Bauhinia’s Decree Chapter 13: Meritorious Sergeant

After packing up, Nan Feng carried his guitar case on his back, calling out to Ao Wushuang who had asked for leave, and the two left Tieshan Martial Academy and arrived in Wangjiang City.

Finding the weapon shop, Nan Feng and Ao Wushuang entered.

After looking around for a while, Nan Feng couldn't find anything he liked. He didn't like what was on display in the store. Scimitars, curved knives, and ghost-head knives were not his favorite.

"Boss, can you customize knives?" Nan Feng asked.

"Yes, but the price is high. These can be sold to laymen. Custom-made knives are different. We don't make low-quality products or fake ones." The boss said.

"How much is a good custom-made knife?" Nan Feng asked after thinking about it.

"One hundred gold coins." The boss said.

"Is your price a bit high?" Ao Wushuang was a little reluctant, ordinary weapons can be bought with ten gold coins.

"Customized knives are all made of better materials and will definitely satisfy customers, so the price is relatively high." The boss shook his head.

Nan Feng asked the boss for paper and pens, and then began to draw pictures. He planned to use the Tang saber he was used to in his previous life as a sample, and make a war saber according to his own preferences.

Drawing the picture, Nan Feng took half an hour to draw it, "The requirements are a bit high, the boss will take a look!"

Holding the picture of the knife, the boss looked at it very seriously, "This kind of knife has never been made, but it looks like a big killer. It can be chopped, chopped, stabbed, or cut. It's just that it is so long. If you want to be tough, it is difficult. Bigger."

"Yes, I can take one hundred gold coins, but the quality of the knife must be guaranteed." Nan Feng said.

"I can't guarantee it. I won't charge you a deposit for now. You will come over in seven days. After building it, you pay the money and get the knife. If you don't build it successfully, the business will be forgotten. What do you think?" The boss thought for a while. asked.

Nan Feng shook his head, took out 30 gold coins and put them in front of the boss, "Paying a deposit is a rule, you can be sure, don't worry if I don't come, if you can't make it, I will refund my deposit."

After handing over the gold coins, Nan Feng and Ao Wushuang left.

"Gold coins! Not enough gold coins." Nan Feng shook his head.

"I have some here, you can use them." Ao Wushuang was very angry.

Nan Feng shook his head and refused, he could earn enough gold coins, in fact Nanyang Hou rewarded him with a lot of gold coins, even a few purple gold coins, but he gave most of them to Mumu, and he didn't take the rest with him body.

Sing!

Carrying the guitar case on his back, Nan Feng arrived at the bridge where he sang last time.

As soon as Nan Feng arrived, many people recognized him, and the bridge became lively, and even passed on one by one to call for people.

Ao Wushuang looked at Nan Feng a little puzzled.

"Earn gold coins, otherwise how will I pay in seven days?" Nan Feng said with a smile.

As Nan Feng and Ao Wushuang communicated, people stood at the head of the bridge, on the bridge, and on both sides of the river.

"Fathers and folks, I haven't seen you for a few days. I'm here to sing for everyone today. It's the old custom! Those who are rich will be there for the money, and those who are good will be for the individual." Nan Feng clasped his fists around, Then he cleared his throat, and then played and sang to himself.

Nanshan is sad in the south and north in autumn, and there are grain piles in the Nanshan; After Nan Feng finished singing, gold coins flew towards the guitar box.

As usual, Nan Feng donated a handful of gold coins to the merit box guarded by the sergeant, and put away the others. This time he earned more, close to a hundred.

"You go to our house and sing two songs for my grandfather. You will be the reward." A young man stood up.

"I'm sorry, I'm short of gold coins, but I don't point to this life, I'm here, one is to make my parents happy, and I like to play this way, gold coins are second." Nan Feng shook his head.

"Don't toast and refuse to eat, you will be fined!" The son was a little dissatisfied, he felt that Nan Feng was disrespectful.

"Don't be so rude, I am free to choose whether I want to or not." Nan Feng was also a little angry.

"Come here, take him back!" The dandy shouted, obviously unable to bear Nan Feng's rejection.

Shua!

A saber light flashed, and a saber appeared, lying between Nan Feng and the playboy.

"Take it back, how rich are you? Did you throw a gold coin into the merit box? He has donated three times, and the gold coins are no less than one hundred. What qualifications do you have to show off your power?" It was the sergeant who guarded the merit box. up.

Looking at the sergeant's murderous face, the dandy retreated. He is indeed a son of a nobleman, but he did not dare to clash with the sergeant of the county guard's mansion.

"Thank you." Nan Feng bowed to the sergeant.

"Some of the gold coins collected from the merit box are used to build bridges and roads, and some are used to give pensions to disabled veterans. I should thank you on their behalf." After giving a noble salute, Nan Feng noticed that when the sergeant bent over, a medal leaked from the windbreaker.

Medal of Nobility! Nan Feng never expected that this sergeant was a nobleman with the title of a kingdom.

After returning the salute to the sergeant, Nan Feng pulled the still dumbfounded Ao Wushuang away.

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"Nan Feng, are you a musician?" After leaving, Ao Wushuang looked at Nan Feng and asked, his eyes were full of surprise, because there were very few musicians.

"Bullshit musician, I was fooling around by myself, is there a musician like me?" Nan Feng dragged Ao Wushuang into the tavern.

Ao Wushuang nodded, indeed there is no such musician as Nan Feng.

"There are some gold coins in the residence, almost enough." Nan Feng put the gold coins into the gorgeous purse bag on his waist.

"Your pouch is actually the moose skin used by the nobles?" Ao Wushuang looked at Nan Feng's pouch and said.

"It's not mine, but Nanyang Hou lost it along with his purse when he offered a reward, so I used it." Nan Feng smiled.

At this time, two sergeants came to the merit box.

"Captain, my father-in-law wants you to go back." The two sergeants said after bowing to the sergeant who was looking at the merit box in a daze.

"Okay, please pay attention to a student from Tieshan Wuyuan. If he comes here to sing, please take care of him." After tidying up his shirt, the sergeant guarding the merit box left. He is a meritorious sergeant of Tieshan County, and he has another identity, the grandson of Tieshangong, but he is a concubine, so he has been fighting with the army and has not lived in the county guard's mansion.

Nan Feng and Ao Wushuang drank two small jars of wine, and they returned to the Martial Academy.

Nan Feng, who returned to the Martial Arts Academy, did not take a break, and then began to work hard. He was preparing for training. In this world that relies on strength to speak, you can't do without hard work.

Seeing that Nan Feng was busy, Shi Shi naturally helped.

"My lord, what are you trying to do?" Shito asked.

"Sandbags, I want to make some sandbags." Nan Feng said.

"There's no need for this. Students practice with weight-bearing iron clothes." Shitou said.