Zhuang Wan and Mu Qiulan walked around the city for a long time, but did not find any suitable shop for sale. However, when they passed by the spice shop, Mu Qiulan bought a lot of scattered spices for making various incense.

Although she knew the owner of the spice shop well and bought them at the lowest price, they were not cheap either.

When she walked out of the spice shop, she said to Zhuang Wan: "Many spices here are brought here by merchants from the Western Regions and Southeast Asia. If we can also get the goods, we don't have to pay high prices to buy raw materials."

Zhuang Wan said: "You can just ask the boss who got the goods."

Mu Qiulan said: "The businessman is eager to make profits. If he told me, I would not buy goods from him. How could he be so stupid?"

"You buy his raw materials at a high price and make it into incense and sell it to him for just a little money, but he makes a huge profit from this business." Zhuang Wan said angrily: "Let me beat this profiteer and see if he says anything."

Mu Qiulan quickly pulled her away: "Sister, don't be impulsive. Let's think of other ways. We haven't found a shop yet, so don't worry."

Zhuang Wan sighed: "I didn't expect this shop to be so difficult to find."

Mu Qiulan said: "Kyoto is prosperous and business is easy to do. It is really not easy to find a vacant shop. But there is no rush in this matter. Take your time and you will always find it."

She looked at the spices in the basket and said, "Sister, why don't we go back today? Some of the spices we bought need to be dried and ground, which will take a lot of time."

Zhuang Wan said: "Then you go back first and I will take a look. I can't help you with making incense. Leave it to me to find a shop in the future. You can concentrate on making incense at home."

Mu Qiulan agreed: "That's fine. Then I'll go back first."

After Mu Qiulan left, Zhuang Wan wandered around boredly. Kyoto is so big that it really couldn't be visited in a day or two. She simply checked out the market conditions.

The market was crowded with people, and she accidentally walked to the blacksmith shop where she bought Yan Cheng a sword last time. She saw that the boss was selling weapons to a charlatan.

"My lord, please take a look. This sword cuts iron like clay and is very light. It is most suitable for people like you who travel around the world."

The charlatan took one look and shook his head: "Is there anything else?"

The boss rolled his eyes and smiled: "It's a coincidence, heroes. I have an ancient sword here, which is the treasure of the store."

Zhuang Wan saw him turn around and take out a sword box. She frowned when she saw that the box looked familiar.

When the boss opened the box and took out the sword, sure enough, it was exactly the same as the one she bought before.

"This sword is called Feng Yin. It can cut iron like mud, blow hair and break hair, and kill people without blood. It is most suitable for people in the world like heroes. With this sword, you can become the supreme king of the martial arts world just around the corner."

Zhuang Wan almost lost her composure. This bragging was even more shameless than when she bought the sword.

No, she remembered that the boss said that there was only one sword in the world, so why did it come out exactly the same again?

Could it be that Yan Cheng retreated again just like her?

Thinking about it carefully, it doesn't matter. Even if she bought it a little more expensive, it was her intention. Yan Cheng would not do such a thing for such a small amount of money.

At this time, the Jianghu guest pulled out his sword and looked at it. He seemed satisfied and asked, "How much does it cost?"

The boss smiled and said: "The hero has good vision. There are only two swords in the world. The other one was bought by a military master. Now he has made great achievements and became a general. I know that loyalty is the most important thing when a hero walks in the world.

, I usually like to deal with people in the world, so I sold it to a hero for a hundred taels, just to leave a good name."

The Jianghu guest didn't say anything. He returned the sword to the sword and put it back in the box before leaving. The boss quickly stopped him and said, "Hold on, hero. Please tell me a price."

"Twelve!"

"Ten taels?" The boss shook his head like a drum: "Ten taels is too little, let's do this, fifty taels! One point is a lot!"

Zhuang Wan: "..."

So she was cheated fifty taels!!!

The Jianghu guest said indifferently: "Ten taels, not a penny more."

After that, he turned around and was about to leave. The boss gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, ten taels is ten taels!"

Zhuang Wan: "..."

Damn it!

She couldn't help but rushed over and pointed at him: "You profiteer, you sold me a hundred taels a few days ago, and today you sell me ten taels. Please return the ninety taels to me quickly, or I'll beat you up all over the floor."

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"Where did you find that wild girl? Get out of here!" The boss ignored him and quickly wrapped the sword and gave it to the charlatan.

The Jianghu guest gave him ten taels of silver and was about to leave when Zhuang Wan stopped him directly: "Wouldn't it be better for you knights who travel in the Jianghu to fight against the injustice? Why did you stand idly by when you met this profiteer today?"

The charlatan was wearing a bamboo hat with a low eaves. She couldn't see what he looked like. She only heard that he said: "No time!"

Why is this voice so familiar?

"Do we... know each other?" Zhuang Wan lowered her head to see what this person looked like, but he bumped her away and left.

Zhuang Wan wanted to follow, but was caught by the boss, "You stinky girl, you almost ruined my business."

The boss didn't recognize her as the person who bought the sword last time. He grabbed her and said angrily: "You dare to say that I am a profiteer. I have to give you some color today."

Zhuang Wan snorted coldly and kicked him away with a roundhouse kick. Then she patted the shoulder he grabbed in disgust, "You are a profiteer. You are not only evil-hearted but also vicious. Just give me back the money today. Otherwise,

Smashed up your shop!"

The boss got up from the ground holding his stomach, shouted, and several shirtless strong men ran out from the inner room and surrounded Zhuang Wan.

Zhuang Wan put on her posture and said, "Use the more to bully the less, right?"

The boss stepped back and ordered: "Catch this stinky girl!"

"stop!"

A white figure broke in. Rong Li protected Zhuang Wan behind him and said worriedly: "Miss Zhuang Wan, are you okay?"

Zhuang Wan ignored him.

"Who are you?" the boss asked.

Rong Li slowly took out a token from his arms and asked, "Do you know me?"

The boss took a closer look and his expression changed.

Rong Li said: "Can I take a step to speak?"

The boss nodded hurriedly.

Zhuang and Wan entered the inner room without knowing what they said. When they came out, the boss was covered in sweat.

Then he personally presented a hundred taels to Zhuang Wan: "This is the girl's money. I will return the original amount. I hope that the lady will not care about the villain's fault and show your kindness."

Until this moment, he didn't realize that the person who bought the sword that day was Zhuang Wan. He just thought that the one hundred taels would be used as money to ward off disasters.

Zhuang Wan took the two ingots of silver, then took out another ten taels from her purse and threw them to him: "I told you, I only want the ninety taels you cheated me out of."

The boss quickly picked up the money and said, "Thank you, girl!"

Zhuang Wan glanced at Rong Li, turned around and walked out of the blacksmith shop.

Rong Li caught up and said, "I just helped the girl down below. Why didn't the girl say a word of thanks?"

"Thank you!" Zhuang Wan said lazily.

Rong Li didn't mind at all and said with a smile: "Girl, you don't have to be polite!"

Zhuang Wan stopped and looked at him: "I already said thank you, why are you still following me?"
Chapter completed!