Chapter 526                                                                                                                             

The swords and swords in the store are neatly displayed, and the indoor environment is quite quiet. Please search () to read the most comprehensive! The fastest updated novel

When the two walked in, Hong Yu was immediately attracted by the sword. He pulled Yang Bo and walked to the largest booth, pointing to the more than ten swords displayed in front of him and said, "This is the Malays Sword."

Yang Bo was very surprised. The Malay Sword is one of the three major swords in the world!

He picked up a sword and looked at it carefully. It didn't take long to build the sword. It even looked a bit rough on the outside, but it was covered with patterns. This rough meteorite welded pattern blade was extremely exquisite!

Hong Yu also saw Yang Bo's surprise and explained in a low voice: "These are all imitations from recent years, and the real Malay Sword making method has been lost."

"The manufacturing process of Malays swords is very fine. The process of repeatedly hammering and forging into the fire must be repeated about 50 times. The interlayered steel on the blade has as many as 60 layers. During the Three Kingdoms period, Cao Pi loved swords and once recruited Chu Yueliang craftsmen to build Baipi swords for him, but it was only a hundred times when building the blade body!"

Yang Bo was amazed in his heart. He held the Malay Sword and saw the word "Hua" engraved at the hilt of the sword. He asked the boss for another piece of paper. He threw the paper high and cut it away with his other hand.

"Crash!"

The paper was broken into two pieces and fell to the ground. This sharpness made Yang Bo unable to help but be amazed. In fact, Yang Bo planned to use a towel to test it, but he was embarrassed to speak.

The boss is a young man in his twenties. When he saw Yang Bo's experiment, he took the initiative to speak: "I have a towel here, which is more difficult. You can give it a try!"

Yang Bo was surprised, "Are you Chinese?"

"The ancestral home is Fujian Province."

"Do your family build swords?" Yang Bo was very curious.

"After my grandfather came here, he worked as an apprentice in a blacksmith shop. Later, he married my grandmother and inherited the blacksmith shop. Therefore, building weapons is also considered our family's ancestral craft!" said the young man.

Yang Bo pointed to a small word "Hua" on the sword and asked the other party's surname. Sure enough, the young man was called Hua Hongjian, and this sword was created by his father!

Hua Hongjian quickly brought a towel, and he threw it high into the air. Yang Bo picked up the sword with both hands and slashed hard. The flexible towel seemed so fragile under the sword, just a crisp sound, and the towel was broken into two pieces!

Yang Bo couldn't help but exclaim, "The Malay Sword is indeed well-known!"

Hua Hongjian smiled and said, "The reputation of the Malay sword began to spread during the colonial period. When the Dutch captured Java, they began to snatch swords from the Malays and bring them back to their country, and glorify having a acrys."

"A few years of war have made white people well aware of the sharpness of Malay swords. The musket steel pipes of Dutch gunmen are often broken by Malay swords. The good blade can be gently pushed into the human body. What's even more terrifying is that some blades are poisonous, and once they are cut through the skin, they will endanger their lives! This has caused the invaders to suffer from it and are very impressed."

"So sharp, why did it be lost later?" Yang Bo asked curiously.

"Since the rule of the whites, Malays have been forbidden from wearing acrys. There have been fewer and fewer Malay blade-making families, and the blade-casting techniques have gradually disappeared. So although there are still people in Malaya, and the appearance has not changed, the real acrys made by the old method has been lost. But my sword is the best in Malay!" Hua Hongjian said, and couldn't help but feel a little proud.

Yang Bo smiled, "It really looks very good!"

Yang Bo stared at the Malays Sword, and the light flashed in front of him. He could see the dense layers of layers of the sword in detail, and even felt that the sword-casting man must have spent a lot of energy in this sword!

Yang Bo thought for a while and looked at Hua Hongjian, "I want to buy one, how much does it cost?"

"Since you come from China, you will be RMB 1.58 million, so you won't bargain!" Hua Hong said.

Yang Bo was a little surprised. Most of the ancient swords in China from the Ming and Qing dynasties were much lower than this price, and this price was indeed much higher.

"There are meteorites in the Malays sword, so the cost is very high." Hong Yu explained in a low voice, afraid that Yang Bo would not understand. "In the past, Malays swords were all made of meteorites. Now there are not so many meteorites, but they will still be mixed."

Yang Bo nodded, "In this case, the price is indeed about the same."

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

"I can still afford this little money." Yang Bo said.

After saying that, he looked into the room. He saw a glass cabinet in the middle of the hall, which was placed with a sword rack. On the sword rack, there was a sword placed in it. The place was extremely solemn and looked different. Yang Bo looked over carefully and found that the sword had a history of two hundred years!

Yang Bo put down the sword in his hand and walked straight towards the sword in the middle. He stared at the sword and accidentally swept the small sword that Hua Hongjian used to cut an apple just now, and his eyes lit up!

Yang Bo pointed to the glass cabinet and asked, "How much does this sword cost?"

"This is an ancestral sword, and it is not sold." Hua Hongjian shook his head and refused, explaining again: "The Malays believe that the Crystal sword inherited from his ancestors has been tempered by years and hides more mysterious magic. It can save the owner of the sword at the most critical moment, and this sword is only used for display!"

Yang Bo had to settle for the second best, pointed to the sword that cuts the apple and asked, "This sword is good and looks very easy. It is very suitable to use it to cut the apple!"

Hua Hongjian shook his head, "This is just a fruit knife for playing with it, it's not worth much."

Yang Bo smiled, "It's better to sell it to me."

Hua Hongjian looked over curiously, "Do you want this sword?"

Yang Bo nodded, and he looked at the small sword again. It looked ordinary and shining. It was not much different from an ordinary fruit knife, but it looked a little thicker.

Hua Hongjian was a little embarrassed, "You can choose any sword in the store except the middle one, but you chose this sword..."

"It's okay, just offer a price." Yang Bo said.

Hong Yu had never spoken, and he didn't say much. It was a while since he knew Yang Bo, but he realized that Yang Bo was very lucky. He couldn't stop what he was determined to do, and there was not much money, so he didn't speak.

"You can give 80,000." Hua Hong said sword.

Yang Bo looked at Hua Hongjian, "80,000?"

"80,000 Malaysian ringgit." Hua Hong Jiandao.

Yang Bo was a little embarrassed at first, but he didn't expect the other party to ask for Malaysian ringgit. This is the official Malaysian currency. The currency value is higher than RMB. Eighty thousand ringgit is almost equivalent to 130,000 RMB!

Yang Bo paid the money and left with a fruit knife.

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