Treasure identifying Golden Eyes

0The interior of the store was neatly arranged with swords and sabers. The interior of the store was quite quiet and secluded.    

    

When the two of them walked in, Hong Yu was immediately attracted by the swords. He pulled Yang Bo and walked to the largest display stand, and pointed at the ten odd swords: "This is the Malik Force Sword."    

    

Yang Bo was very surprised, the Marionette Sword was one of the three great blades in the world!    

    

He picked up a sword and carefully examined it. This sword had not been forged for a long time. It looked somewhat rough on the outside, but it was covered in lines.    

    

Hong Yu also saw Yang Bo's surprise, and explained in a low voice: "These are all replicas from the past few years, the true Malakus Sword Crafting Method has already been lost."    

    

"The craftsmanship of the Malakus Sword is extremely meticulous. It requires one to repeatedly hammer into the fire. The process must be repeated around 500 times, and the number of layers of interlayer steel on the blade is as high as 600 layers. During the Three Kingdoms' era, Cao Pi loved swords. He had once recruited a craftsman from Chu Yue to forge him a hundred times a day. However, that was only to enter the fire a hundred times when he was forging blades! "    

    

Yang Bo exclaimed in his heart. As he held onto the Malakis Sword, he saw a word "Hua" carved on the sword hilt, and he once again asked for a piece of paper from the boss. He threw the piece of paper high into the air and slashed it with his other hand.    

    

"Crash!"    

    

The sharp piece of paper shattered into two pieces and floated onto the ground. Yang Bo couldn't help but exclaim in astonishment, actually, Yang Bo planned to test it out with a towel, but he was too embarrassed to speak out.    

    

The owner was a young man in his twenties. When he saw Yang Bo's experiment, he took the initiative to say: "I have a towel here, so it's more difficult. You can try it!"    

    

Yang Bo was surprised, "You are Chinese?"    

    

"I came from the Ming Province."    

    

"Your family builds swords?" Yang Bo was very curious.    

    

"After my grandfather came here, he became an apprentice in a blacksmith shop. Later on, he married my grandmother and inherited the blacksmith shop, so forging weapons could be considered my family's inherited craft!" The young man said.    

    

Yang Bo pointed to the small word "Hua" on the sword, and asked for the young man's surname. As expected, the young man's name was Hua Hong Jian, and this sword was created by his father!    

    

Hua Hong Jian quickly took the towel, and threw it high into the air. Yang Bo raised the treasure sword with both of his hands, and slashed with all his might, causing the soft towel to seem weak and fragile, and with a crisp sound, it broke into two pieces.    

    

Yang Bo could not help but exclaim, "The Marionette Sword truly lives up to its name!"    

    

"When the Dutch took Java, they began to snatch swords from the Malays and bring them back to their own country in the honor of owning a klish."    

    

"After a few years of war, the Caucasians understood the sharpness of a horse's blade. The gun and steel pipe of a Dutch gunner were often cut in half by a horse's blade. What was even more terrifying was that some blades had poison on them. If they cut through the skin, it would endanger one's life! This has hurt the aggressors and impressed them deeply. "    

    

"It's so sharp, why did it suddenly disappear?" Yang Bo asked curiously.    

    

"Ever since the white people came to rule, Malays have been forbidden to wear Clerics, Malay Blades have been dwindling, Casting has been disappearing. Therefore, although there were still people in Malaya who made klish, whose appearance hadn't changed, the real klish that was forged by the old laws had been lost. But my family's swords are the best in Ma Lai! " As Hua Hongjian spoke, he could not help but feel somewhat proud of himself.    

    

Yang Bo laughed, "Seems like it is indeed very good!"    

    

Yang Bo stared at the Malakus Sword, a light flashed past his eyes, he could see the layers and layers of dense intersections within the sword, he could even feel how much energy the Sword Craftsman had expended on this sword!    

    

Yang Bo thought for a while, then looked at Hua Hong Jian, "I want to buy one, how much do I need?"    

    

"Since you're from home, then it's one million five hundred and eighty thousand yuan. No bargaining!" Hua Hongjian said.    

    

Yang Bo was a little shocked. There were some ancient swords in the Ming and Qing dynasties in the country that had prices that were much lower than this one, and the price was indeed much higher.    

    

"The sword is made of meteoric iron, so the cost is very high." Hong Yu explained in a low voice. He was afraid that Yang Bo would not understand, "In the past, the Marionette Sword was made entirely from Meteoric Iron. It doesn't have that much Meteoric Iron now, but it would still be slightly mixed."    

    

Yang Bo nodded, "In that case, this price is indeed more or less enough."    

    

"I'll give you one?" Hong Yu said.    

    

"I can afford this amount of money." Yang Bo said.    

    

With that, he looked inside the room. In the center of the hall, there was a glass cabinet, and inside, there was a sword rack, but on the sword rack, there was a sword, it was placed extremely grandly, and did not look like any ordinary weapon. Yang Bo looked at it carefully, and realised that this sword had a history of at least two hundred years!    

    

Yang Bo put down the sword in his hand, and directly walked towards the sword in the middle, he stared at the sword, and unintentionally swept across the small blade Hua Hong Jian used to cut the apple, his eyes immediately lighting up!    

    

Yang Bo pointed to the glass cabinet and asked: "How much is this sword?"    

    

"This is a treasured sword passed down through our ancestors. It's not for sale." Hua Hongjian shook his head and refused as he continued to explain, "The Malays believe that the Klis Sword, which they inherited from their ancestors, has been tempered over the years to hide an even more mysterious magic. It can save the owner of the sword at the most critical moment.    

    

Yang Bo could only take a step back, he pointed to the sword that was peeling the apple and asked: "This sword is not bad, it seems to be very convenient, but it's very suitable for peeling the apple!"    

    

Hua Hongjian shook his head, "This is just a fruit knife used to play with. It's not worth much."    

    

Yang Bo laughed, "Why not sell it to me?"    

    

Hua Hongjian looked over curiously, "You want this sword?"    

    

Yang Bo nodded his head, he looked at the small sword again. It looked average and bright and sharp, not much different from normal fruit knives, just that it looked a little thicker.    

    

Hua Hongjian felt a bit awkward, "You can pick any other sword in the shop, except the one in the middle. But you chose this one …"    

    

"It's fine, just name a price." Yang Bo said.    

    

Hong Yu had never spoken up, nor did he say anything else. After knowing Yang Bo for a period of time, he realized that Yang Bo was extremely lucky, and that he could not stop the things that he was determined to do. Furthermore, it was not worth a lot of money, so he did not speak up.    

    

"You can give eighty thousand." Hua Hongjian said.    

    

Yang Bo looked at Hua Hongjian, "Eighty thousand?"    

    

"Eighty thousand Malaysian ringgit." Hua Hongjian said.    

    

Yang Bo was initially a little embarrassed, he did not expect the other party to transfer and ask for the Malaysian Lin Kit. This was the official currency used by Ma Lai, and the currency's value was higher than the RMB, so the 80 thousand Lin Kit was equivalent to 130 thousand RMB!    

    

Yang Bo paid them and left with the fruit knife.    

    

— — The content is from [Mick Read]