Chapter 79: Fighting Soldier's Kitchen Knife

  The hoe is different from the vegetable knife, and the sickle is also different from the hoe. Gan Jing looked at the remaining two drawings and suddenly found that many places in these household tools can be borrowed when forging the horse-killing sword.

  "First hit a batch of iron and then talk." Qian Jin took off his upper body clothes, revealing his strong physique, wiped the sweat from his forehead and swung his hammer heavily again.

  Three tools were made, and Gan Jing took the address recorded on the drawing paper and walked towards Wang Dashi's house in the east of the village.

  "Huh? Who are you? Blake's apprentice? This knife wasn't forged by him personally, but was made by you?"

  The woman in front of the wooden door, Wang Dage, was not tall, but her physique was exceptionally robust. Her thick arms made even the strong and sturdy Gan Jian feel inferior. A pair of bold and bright eyes shone with a disapproving light as she stared at the vegetable knife: "I'm telling you first! If this thing isn't solid, I won't give you any money. Otherwise, I'll have your blacksmith shop torn down."

  Qianjin faced such a generous aunt and nodded repeatedly. If his own forged Dou Bing couldn't withstand it, then...

  "What? A first-class warrior!?!" Wang's aunt grasped her kitchen knife with a look of astonishment.

  The look of shock on her face was even more vivid than Wang's, this plump woman who looked like a housewife, surprisingly knew how to wield a cleaver as if she were a battle-hardened soldier! This was even more astonishing than encountering a demon in a remote place like Oakland.

  First-rate warrior? Dryn's brain stiffened again, how can warriors be divided into first and second class? Black never said that!

  Qianjin hastily opened the attribute bar and found that the hoe and sickle in the basket behind him were also labeled, Hoe: First-class warrior. Sickle: First-class warrior.

  "I knew it!" A smile spread across Jian Jing's face: "I said why the kitchen knife was forged, and when Blake said it was a Dou soldier, I always felt that the kitchen knife in my hand seemed not as good as Fabreidis' Dou soldiers, it turns out this is a first-class Dou soldier."

  "Since it's a fight." Wang Datie's face suddenly looked better, and her sturdy arm holding the kitchen knife chopped at a wooden stake with a diameter of about one and a half feet outside the door.

  A red glow suddenly surged on the kitchen knife, and the air vibrated with a humming noise as the blade lightly touched the wooden stake, cutting it off at the waist like tofu.

  "Not bad! Not bad! More serious than that old man Blake! Last time he gave me a 9th-grade kitchen knife, this time you directly give me a Doubing!" Wang Da Aunt casually threw out 100 gold coins and placed them in Qianjin's hand: "Take it!"

  One hundred gold coins? Dry and hard, although the task says there are only fifty gold coins, this one hundred gold coins is already double, but I gave a Doubing sword!

  Even if it's an ugly kitchen knife, it's still a battle sword! If this thing were to be auctioned off in Oakland City, those families who have been rooted there for generations would go crazy for it! Let alone 100 gold coins, even tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands are not impossible.

  Born into a poor family, Qian Jing is very aware of the difference between the rich and the poor. The money spent on a banquet by some people is enough for many families to spend their whole lives and still not finish!

  It is said that the gods have a woman named Jade Girl Mù Bái Zhī, who was sealed by a wealthy merchant Mù Yì Shòu and spent tens of millions of silver coins on her birthday, equivalent to over a million gold coins.

  One hundred gold coins? Gan Jing looked at Wang Dabao again, who was stout and had a thick waist, and gave up the idea of haggling with her. The strength he showed just now when cutting off the wooden stake was definitely that of a genuine demon-slaying warrior in the Zhen Ce Imperial Court. As a 9th-level warrior, he was also quite intimidating, but compared to a demon-slaying warrior, he still fell short.

  Two places three tools, the number of gold coins in Qian Jin's hand became three hundred, and at the same time, he was also shocked by these two people who looked like housewives and farmers, his spirit was a bit numb.

  Not only does Wang Da Shu have the strength of a demon-slaying warrior, but Luk Shu from the west end of the village, who looks like an honest and kind-hearted farmer, also has the same strength as a demon-slaying warrior!

  "What kind of village is this?"

  Summoning up the courage to come to the front of the "Aurora Mysterious Medicine Shop", she quietly pushed open the slightly ajar wooden boards and saw again the middle-aged woman wearing a red apron.

  Just like last time, the middle-aged woman with a messy hairdo was busy in front of a pile of glass test tubes, occasionally pouring other ** into the test tube, making the already boiling test tube even more turbulent.

  Qianjin looked again and saw a withered three-step snake next to the test tube, oh! A dead three-step venomous snake, its few scales were thrown into the test tube, emitting a pungent smell.

  He recalled the records in the book about the mysterious pharmacist, which were all evaluations of a madman. He hastily shrunk his neck and took out 300 gold coins, saying: "This... I'm here to buy medicine..."

  "Buying medicine? Wait a minute..." The middle-aged woman waved her hand without lifting her head: "Bring me that tube of Coriander, the purple one."

  "Oh." He carefully picked up the purple test tube, afraid of spilling a single drop. Heaven knows what function these things from the mysterious pharmacist have.

  According to the book, a rumor has it that a demon-slaying warrior accidentally touched an experimental product of a mysterious pharmacist and as a result lost all his internal energy three days later and became an ordinary person. Three more days passed and he turned from middle-aged to old, with wrinkles all over his face, white hair, but his voice was like a baby's.

  This incident is known as the "Failed Revival of Youth Potion Incident", and it has been recorded in numerous books.

  A middle-aged woman took over the test tube without looking at it, and directly poured the medicine into another test tube... She had just poured half of it when she suddenly let out a loud scream: "Ah!!!!!!!!!!"

  The ear-piercing sound pierced through the house and reverberated in the air above the entire village. Gan Jian doubted whether his ears were going to be deafened by this shrill scream, he saw the middle-aged woman's face change from initial surprise to joy.

  "What's strange! The bad snake grass is actually more useful than the rotten valley grass?" The middle-aged woman excitedly turned around and looked at Gan Jing, her two hands tightly grasping his shoulders and shaking: "Young man, how did you know that the bad snake grass is more useful than the rotten valley grass?"

  "Bad snake grass?" Qian Jin only then realized that he had picked up the wrong test tube, and couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. He had heard that adding the wrong thing could easily cause an explosion... He had also heard that a demon-hunting warrior had gone to ask for guidance from a mysterious pharmacist in order to increase his own inner energy, but while helping with the experiment, the test tube exploded and directly blew the demon-hunting warrior to death...

  "I... don't know if it's a poisonous snake grass." Qian said bluntly, looking at the middle-aged woman.

  "Don't you know? Is it true or false?" The middle-aged woman's face showed more excitement than surprise, and Qian Jin began to suspect that she had a problem with her brain. Just because of his own mistake in taking medicine, he almost killed her, but she could still laugh about it?