The long sword was drawn out, but it did not have the cold light as imagined.

The blade is bronze in color, with a dull luster, and looks like it has been frosted.

However, the shape is very smooth, heavy and steady, which looks very domineering.

There are exquisite totems engraved on it, and a few lines of ancient vertical characters are printed on the heel of the knife.

"The sharp weapons of ancient times, the Zhanlu of Wu and Chu, and the Longque of Daxia, are famous in the capital of gods."

'It can embrace those far away, and can be gentle to those who are far away; it is like the wind blowing the grass, and its power conquers the nine regions.'

Wang Yan observed for a moment, then reached out and flicked the knife.

It did not make a clear, vibrating sound like a sword made of fine steel.

The voice is heavy and sounds a bit muffled.

"This is……"

Wang Yan frowned, "Forged from bronze?"

Bronze is not as hard as iron. Could this be just a showpiece?

"Yes, it is forged from bronze."

Huang Mao did not deny it, "The real Daxia Dragon Bird is made of bronze."

"It's just that rare metals were mixed into it during its forging, which is why it's stronger than other weapons."

"Mine is the same. It's mixed with a variety of rare metals, and its hardness far exceeds that of other weapons."

Huangmao pointed at the desk and said, "I don't want this desk anymore. You can use it to test your knife."

"Then I won't be polite."

Wang Yan weighed the big knife in his hand and chopped it down at the table.

"puff."

The table was like a fragile piece of rotten wood and was split in half in an instant.

Wang Yan was stunned.

The cut edge of the table was smooth and flat, without any roughness or unevenness.

Looking at the Great Xia Dragon Bird in his hand, there was no scratch left on the blade.

“Nice knife!”

Sun Hao on the side couldn't help but shout "good".

“It’s a good knife indeed.”

Wang Yan nodded slightly, "One million and two hundred thousand, I want it."

The yellow-haired man's eyes rolled around, and he felt that there was less.

Two million and one hundred thousand would be fine.

"Never mind, one hundred and twenty is one hundred and twenty! With this money, I can go buy a lot of supplies."

"I heard there's a big stockpiler in Yuncheng who wants all kinds of rice, flour, grain, and oil."

Sun Hao subconsciously rolled his eyelids, "The stockpiling king you are talking about is the boss in front of you."

"ah!"

Huang Mao was stunned, "No way!"

Wang Yan smiled slightly and said, "Your rice, flour and other supplies have arrived. Just contact Sun Hao to receive them."

Huangmao felt like his nerves were going crazy.

"Two big brothers, whether I can make a comeback in the future depends on you."

"Well, I'll sell you the knife for one million."

"Meow……"

At this time, a super cute ragdoll cat walked out of the bedroom.

Wang Yan's eyes lit up. "No need to lower the price. Can you lend me the cat for a few days?"

"If you like it, just take it away and bring some cat food with you, ha!" Huangmao agreed decisively.

"I don't like it either, I just want to send it somewhere."

"I might give it to you in a few days, or I might not return it."

I originally planned to send a living creature to Tan Junyan to try it out.

If the transmission is successful, it means that people can also be transmitted there.

If Miss Tan likes this cat, she can leave it there.

If she doesn't like it, she can send it back to Huangmao.

"No need to return it, this is a gift for you, really."

Huangmao hurriedly said that it was not necessary to return it.

Compared to two hundred thousand, a cat is nothing.

In order to curry favor with Wang Yan, he personally drove a small box of goods and delivered the weapons to the warehouse.

After Wang Yan had a simple staff meal in the warehouse restaurant, he carried the ragdoll cat into the warehouse where the weapons were stored.

He lightly tapped the supplies in the warehouse, wrote a note to Tan Junyan, and passed it to her in a porcelain jar.

…

Tan Junyan was having dinner with the soldiers.

Seeing Ziyang, who was helping to supervise the work, had just returned, he said to him, "Come over and have dinner."

"Wow, there's also stew."

Zi Yang hurried over and said, "We have meat for every meal and even refined rice. This is truly a life like heaven. So happy."

"I heard that General Cheng can eat now. After dinner, one of you can go to see him."

"Forget it!" Tan Junyan shook her head slightly.

"I'd better go there myself and bring him some food."

"Later, each of you will take back a bag of rice and some meat to improve the food for your family."

Ziyang was about to pick up his chopsticks when he subconsciously stopped.

"Coach, you let us bring back some steamed buns, rice and other food every day. My elderly and children at home have something to eat every day, which is already very good."

"My family is very satisfied and grateful to you. I won't take the rice home."

"Yes!" Adjutant Wei Guang nodded.

"My kids at home are looking forward to me bringing them food every day."

"The children have food to eat every day. We really don't need to take rice."

"In this famine year, having water and food is like having a good life. Taking home a bag of rice is too luxurious."

…

The other generals were also moved and said no.

"Just take what I tell you to take. How can you lead the troops if you're so fussy?"

Tan Junyan seemed a little dissatisfied.

"You are the generals who lead the troops and have followed me through thick and thin. Can't you give me a slightly higher salary?"

"Coach!"

Wei Guang looked at Tan Junyan with eyes full of respect and emotion.

"From now on, as long as you give the order, even if you want me to follow you in rebellion, if I frown, I, Wei Guang, will not be a human being."

Another soldier trembled and said, "Commander, you always think of us. You not only take care of us, but also care about our families. From now on, my life belongs to you."

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