"Young master, can I borrow this sword from you?" The noble lady in purple opened her red lips and said softly. The sound seemed to be more pleasant than the call of a nightingale.

Cao Liang did not hesitate. Looking at the other party's clothes, he was either rich or noble. He was not the kind of scoundrel who would be greedy for the sword. He immediately handed it over and said at the same time: "Of course."

"Thank you, sir." The noble lady in purple took the sword in her hand and looked at it carefully. The more she looked at it carefully, the melancholy between her eyebrows became a little more serious, and a teardrop unconsciously fell on the sword body.

Cao Liang couldn't help but be very curious. Looking at the demeanor of the lady in purple, it clearly didn't seem to be fake. Could it be that there was some story behind this sword?

But this sword was just made by Shi Bao, so how could it have any story?

Cao Liang was full of doubts: "Madam, what are you..."

The noble lady in purple wiped the corner of her eyes and said slowly: "I am so hurt when I see something, it makes the young master laugh."

"Could it be that Madam knows this sword?"

The noble lady in purple nodded gently and said quietly: "My father was a lover of swords during his lifetime. He collected countless swords in his life. The one he loved most was a cold iron sword. This sword blank was taken from the extreme cold in the north.

The ice cave is made of meteorite iron, which has been melted by fire from the sky and hidden deep in the ice for thousands of years. Therefore, it has reached the yang to the yin, combining hardness and softness. The sword made is extremely sharp. It was only obtained by my father.

He once said that if you get the cold iron mother sword, you can call it a perfect jade."

Cao Liang asked curiously: "Madam, do you think this sword is the Cold Iron Mother Sword?"

"Exactly, the mother and son swords of Hantie were originally one body. They fell from the sky and became separated. My father spent his whole life trying to unite the mother and son swords into one. But the world is so vast, how can we easily find the mother sword of Hantie?

So until my father passed away, he was still unable to fulfill this long-cherished wish." The lady in purple sighed quietly.

"I didn't expect that your father is a swordsman."

The noble lady in purple said: "I have a heartless request. I want you to part with your son. By transferring this Cold Iron Mother Sword to me, I can fulfill my father's last wish. Of course, I will never give in to the price.

The young master is in trouble, so I am willing to pay double the price, hoping that the young master can fulfill his promise."

The lady in purple looked at Cao Liang very cautiously. She knew the true value of this sword very well, but she was also slightly worried. Since Cao Liang valued this sword, would he be reluctant to sell it?

In fact, for Cao Liang, he is not interested in anything about Hantiezi Sword or Hantiemother Sword. Since the Qin and Han Dynasties, swords are no longer the mainstream weapons on the battlefield, and have become more of a reward for scholars.

It is a kind of decoration that shows the existence of strong character.

The main purpose of buying this sword was to win over Shi Bao. Now that Shi Bao has been won over, this sword seems insignificant.

However, it can be seen that this sword is very important to this woman, so Cao Liang can sell it for a price.

Double price sounds very tempting, but since this sword is so awesome and can be matched with another sword, it proves that it is far more than this price. Cao Liang is not a fool. He is attracted by the beauty of the other party.

Confused.

Cao Liang still has this kind of determination. No matter how beautiful a woman is, it is not hers. She just looks at her with a pleasing attitude. Cao Liang will never let go of the money she deserves.

"I really like this sword, so I bought it. My wife wants to buy it, which really makes me very embarrassed..." Cao Liang smacked his lips, pretending to be reluctant to part with it.

The purple-clothed lady hurriedly said: "As long as the young master is willing to part with me, the price is easy to discuss. The young master will just ask the price."

"Fifty thousand yuan, no two prices." Cao Liang said cheerfully.

The Qingyi steward's face immediately turned green, and he said bitterly: "Why don't you go and grab it?"

Shi Bao also looked at Cao Liang speechlessly, and thought to himself, the price is not ordinary. I only asked for five thousand yuan, but I didn't sell it for a day. It's better for you, the lion opens his mouth, and it's ten times the price.

The price is so cruel!

Cao Liang said leisurely: "I was not planning to sell it, and I can't stand my wife's entreaty. If she thinks it's expensive, then that's it."

Judging from the way this woman is dressed, she doesn't have money. A mere fifty thousand dollars is probably not a problem for her. If she doesn't pay more at this time, how long will it take?

The lady in purple bit her silver teeth and said: "Okay, deal!"

Refreshing! Cao Liang's eyes suddenly lit up. It's rare for this woman to be so refreshing. You have to know that women in later generations are not masters of bargaining. They say the price is the same. In fact, Cao Liang's psychological price is even less than half. He didn't expect this.

The woman bought it without hesitation.

Well, with the 50,000 yuan in hand, Cao Liang can do a lot of things.

The steward in green wanted to say something else, but the lady in purple gave her a stern look and immediately offered her five kilograms of gold.

Cao Liang told Ah Fu to take the money. The sword had always been in the woman's hand. This time, there was no need to return it to Cao Liang.

The noble lady in purple smiled sweetly and said, "Thank you very much, sir. I take my leave."

Cao Liang was in a good mood and said: "Your Majesty is a lover of swords. My wife has your last wish in mind, and she is truly filial. If I hesitate to sell it again, wouldn't I be hurting my wife's heart?"

Everyone was speechless. This is a typical example of Cao Liang who bought it when he got a bargain. When he changed hands, he received 45,000 yuan in his account. Is there any business in the world that is more profitable than this?

The noble lady in purple didn't care at all, maybe because of her status, it was only 50,000 yuan, which was not a problem. She turned to look at Shi Bao and said softly: "May I ask if this strong man is a swordsmith?"

Shi Bao had long been seduced by her beauty, and was somewhat relaxed and fascinated. Hearing her inquiry, he hurriedly said: "I am the one who is here, what are your orders, Madam?"

The noble lady in purple smiled lightly and said: "Those who can forge cold iron are all highly skilled blacksmiths. The skills of the craftsmen are indeed extraordinary. I wonder if you are willing to join me. As for the remuneration, I am willing to pay a high price."

, how about six hundred shi per year?”

Everyone was stunned. After all, he was a rich man, and his magnanimity was indeed extraordinary. You must know that an official of 600 dan is at least enough for a seventh-grade official. A mere blacksmith, how virtuous and capable, can enjoy the treatment of a seventh-grade official.

Cao Liang sneered secretly in his heart, even though the woman in purple offered a high price, Shi Bao was not interested in it. No matter how much you pay, you can't poach this corner.

Sure enough, Shi Bao said: "Thank you madam for your kindness, but I have other arrangements, so I can't accept my order." Although Shi Bao also coveted the salary of 600 shi, but compared with his own future, it was far behind.

Shi Bao wanted to pursue an official career and change his destiny, but how could he return to his old career?
Chapter completed!