Chapter 123 The Confidence of Seven Hundred Taels
As a lieutenant general of the third rank, he had seen not only second-grade weapons but also real precious weapons.

But when it was taken from Jiang Lin, the meaning was completely different.

Because Jiang Lin came from the Blacksmith Camp, and the Blacksmith Camp could rarely produce weapons of even low quality, let alone weapons of such high quality.

"Hey, this blade seems a little different?" Liao Mingxu said as he was about to touch the edge of the blade.

Jiang Lin quickly reminded him, "This knife has the fangs of a monster and is poisoned by fire. Be careful, brother."

Liao Mingxu stopped and looked over with even more surprise: "A third-grade demon beast?"

"Maybe. I bought the fang from someone else at a discount. I'm not sure its exact grade." Jiang Lin said.

Liao Mingxu had a strange look on his face. He originally thought that the second-grade sword was pretty good, but when he learned that the sword was infused with the fangs of a monster and came with fire poison, he suddenly felt a little unhappy.

You know, weapons that can carry the ancestral power of monsters are usually at least precious weapons.

A mere mortal soldier with the fire poison is like a blind man marrying a peerless beauty as his wife. It is such a waste.

"What a pity! Why isn't it a precious weapon?" Liao Mingxu held the long sword, his face full of regret.

Jiang Lin found the tangled look funny, so he said, "Don't worry, brother. When I have better materials, I will make another precious weapon for you."

"Really?" Liao Mingxu's eyes lit up when he heard it.

Good materials, the remains of monsters, or rare woods are not too difficult to find for a general like Liao Mingxu.

You can always buy it if you spend more money.

However, the blacksmiths who are able to forge precious weapons are mostly privately kept by the powerful and wealthy, and will not be easily released to others for use.

The most he could get in touch with were craftsmen like Yu Maoming.

Given his skill level, we can only say that there is a certain probability that he can create a precious weapon, but it is not absolute.

The more likely possibility is that the materials were wasted, otherwise a lot of people would have run to Yu Maoming for help.

"How much silver do you want to sell this knife for?" Liao Mingxu asked.

Although he was not satisfied with it, it was better than the weapon he was using now, so of course he would buy it.

Jiang Lin said: "Brother, just give it to me as much as you think fit. It's whatever you say."

"You kid..." Liao Mingxu thought for a moment and said, "Most second-grade weapons on the market sell for six or seven hundred taels. Your sword has the monster fire poison, so you can add another 150 taels. I'm not a rich man, so I'll give you a whole number of 800 taels, okay?"

The price was quite fair, but Jiang Lin shook his head.

Liao Mingxu raised his eyebrows slightly: "Too little?"

"It's too much." Jiang Lin said with a smile, "I've been taking care of you, brother. I don't know how to thank you. If I say I'm giving this knife away for free, it would be hypocritical. Five hundred taels is enough."

Liao Mingxu was a little surprised, but also felt it was reasonable.

Jiang Lin is a man who values ​​friendship and loyalty, so why would he ask for more money from him?

But as the big brother, Liao Mingxu would not allow himself to take advantage.

After some discussion, the price was finally settled at seven hundred taels.

"By the way, the sword I have now is of the top third grade. Can you see if it can be forged again?" Liao Mingxu asked.

Jiang Lin took it and took a look. The quality was okay, with only about a hundred defects.

If it is refined again, it will at least be of the upper second grade, or even the upper first grade.

"I'll come back and forge it again, and you can send someone to get it tomorrow." Jiang Lin said.

"Okay, okay." Liao Mingxu laughed and touched the new knife in his hand, feeling even happier.

If it’s not a precious weapon, then it’s not a precious weapon. After all, it’s a top second-grade weapon and has special effects.

Looking at the lieutenant generals from other camps, no one had such a good weapon.

At this time, Jiang Lin asked again: "How is the establishment of the Dao-killing Camp going?" "No news yet, but according to the news from several nearby states, the remnants of the Xuanhua Dao are not easy to deal with."

Speaking of this, Liao Mingxu couldn't help but snorted: "If you ask me, we should just unite the army and push down any mountain we see. Why divide the troops to attack? No matter how powerful the Xuanhua Dao is, can it stop my Daqian's millions of cavalry?"

Jiang Lin didn't know much about marching and fighting, so he didn't want to say much. When he realized he couldn't get any information out of him, he gave up.

The other two garrisons in the remaining camp, Song Tianjiu and Xu Fenglei, as well as the commander Cai Yanting, heard that Jiang Lin had sold a top-grade long sword infused with the fire poison of a monster, and they all came to watch the fun.

Their eyes were burning as they shouted that next time they had good things, they couldn't just use them all on the lieutenant general, as they had silver to sell.

Liao Mingxu couldn't help but laugh and curse a few times, but he didn't take it too seriously.

As long as you are in the military, you want a good weapon, which is understandable.

Even though he was a lieutenant general and had supreme authority in the Nanling camp, he could not stop it.

Jiang Lin agreed to all of their requests and promised to make weapons for them as long as he had the right materials in the future.

Of course, if everyone can collect good casting materials, including rare woods, they can also sell them to him.

Cai Yanting and others agreed immediately, but they grumbled in their hearts that they had to guard the camp all day long, and they had to be sneaky when they occasionally went out for a drink, so there was no chance for them to find good materials.

The military regulations of Daqian are very strict, especially for the 48th Battalion in Kyoto. Without special reasons, they are generally not allowed to go out at will.

Those who violated military orders would be punished with dozens of military sticks and thrown into a water dungeon without seeing the light of day, or even beheaded on the spot in serious cases to serve as a warning to others.

Without such strict military discipline, Daqian would not have been able to fight for more than 400 years and still maintain its national strength.

However, this also indirectly shows that the rebellion of Xuanhua Dao in the border areas caused the border troops to be defeated thousands of miles away, which is particularly strange.

However, Jiang Lin felt that these had nothing to do with him, so he didn't want to ask more questions, nor did he dare to ask more questions.

It’s best not to ask, say, or think about things you shouldn’t know, so that you can live longer.

As for Jiang Lin wanting to come to the Nanling camp to learn swordsmanship, Liao Mingxu immediately called over a captain who had very good swordsmanship.

However, after the opponent used several sets of sword techniques, Jiang Lin did not show any new skills, so he knew that this trip was in vain.

Although it didn't meet expectations, it was still good to earn a few hundred taels of silver.

After leaving the Nanling camp, Jiang Lin did not return to the blacksmith camp, but went straight to Kyoto City.

He wanted to take this opportunity to see if there were any suitable materials to purchase.

With several hundred taels of silver in my arms, I still feel a little confident.

Old Man Wei did not follow. He was old and his legs were not in good condition, so he went back directly.

Arriving outside Kyoto again and looking up at the tall city walls, Jiang Lin still couldn't help but sigh at the strength of Daqian.

Even among the many top dynasties in the previous life, none of them built city walls so magnificently.

After successfully entering the city, I looked around and walked along the wide streets.

Not long after, Jiang Lin saw a shop selling weapons.

As I walked into this two-story shop, the waiter immediately came to greet me.

He first looked at Jiang Lin, and perhaps because he was young and dressed in a way that didn't seem like he could spend a lot of money, he asked, "Sir, what do you want to sell?"

Jiang Lin shook his head and asked, "I want to buy some materials for blacksmithing, even exotic woods will do, do you have any here?"

"Yes, there is, but the price is ..."

Jiang Lin didn't say anything, he just opened his arms to reveal a large amount of white silver.

The waiter immediately smiled and said, "Please come in, sir. We have everything you want in our store!"

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