However, Meng Fei did not hide. Instead of feeling any fear, he was somewhat happy. The old man's first reaction when he saw the saber was enough to prove that Qiu Bo was right. This old man was definitely an iron-willed anti-Japanese hero.
"Uncle, don't get excited yet. Let me tell you the story of this saber. This saber was seized by my second uncle from a Japanese officer. He was still young at that time, and with the help of a matchmaker, he married a beautiful wife..."
After hearing Meng Fei's story, the old man's expression changed from anger to shock, then to regret, and finally returned to his original anger, but the object of this anger was no longer Meng Fei and the others.
"Damn it!! These beasts!!! We shouldn't have let them go back alive!!!"
The old man was immediately furious and slammed the large shovel in his hand on the ground beside him.
"Crack!" With a crisp sound, the shovel broke, and Qiubo, who was standing by, was stunned.
"Come on, come in and sit down. Don't stand outside in this hot weather." The old man paused for a moment, then his expression suddenly changed. He warmly invited the two into the yard.
"You two sit down and wait for me for a while. I just bought a big watermelon at the market this morning! It's local and very sweet!"
"Uncle Qin! Please stop busying yourself! We don't want to eat." Meng Fei said a little embarrassedly.
"Oh! What to eat? I'm an old man, so I can eat more. Just wait." After saying that, he walked into the west room and started to get busy.
Seeing this, Qiu Bo followed him and said, "Hey, Uncle Qin, let me help you."
After a while, Qiubo followed the old man, carrying a large plate of watermelon, and came back talking and laughing.
Meng Fei couldn't help but smile. Qiu Bo was indeed good at handling interpersonal relationships. In just a few moments, he made the old man smile happily.
The three of them sat around the table, eating and chatting. At this time, the old man asked, "Xiao Meng, what kind of shape do you want your sword to be? Short blade or long blade?"
Meng Fei thought for a moment and still felt that the short blade was more suitable for him. After all, he had mastered Tai Chi systematically, and his strength and reaction speed had been greatly improved. The short blade was more suitable for him.
"Let's go with the short blade. The short blade suits me better. By the way..."
Halfway through his words, Meng Fei looked at Uncle Qin with a flickering look in his eyes and said worriedly:
"Uncle Qin, can you...still forge swords in your current state?"
Hearing Meng Fei's words, the old man immediately became furious and threw the watermelon peel on the ground, cursing:
"Fuck you, do you look down on me? People say that I stopped running the blacksmith shop because of my poor health. I'm telling you the truth. In fact, the Internet has been developed in recent years, and people all shop online. My business is getting worse every year. If I continue to do this, the fire in the furnace cannot be extinguished. Sometimes I don't open the shop for ten days or half a month, and I just stare blankly. In the end, I just closed it and enjoyed some leisure time."
The old man cleared his throat and continued, "But I think you two guys get along well, and this knife is of special significance, so I will come out to help you this time, and I won't charge you any money. If you pass by in the future, come into my house and chat with me to relieve your boredom. You have become skinny since you stay out all day."
"Hey, Uncle Qin, don't worry. My home is in town. If you need anything in the future, just call me. I promise I'll be there at your beck and call!" Qiubo picked up a piece of watermelon, handed it to the old man and said with a smile.
"Okay! You've got a lot of ideas! The more I look at you, the more I like you. You look plump and white, so attractive!" Uncle Qin smiled and pinched Qiubo's big face.
The three chatted for a while, and the old man checked the time, smiled and said to them, "Okay, you guys go back too. Come back in three days to get the knife. It's almost time for me to go to the square to dance with Old Mrs. Liu. If I'm late, I'll have to make her laugh for several days. Hahahahahaha."
Meng Fei and Qiu Bo looked at each other and saw smiles in each other's eyes.
Just as Meng Fei and his companion got into the car and were about to start it, Uncle Qin pushed the door open and hurriedly called out to them.
"Wait a minute! Wait a minute!" As he said that, he threw a cloth bag onto Meng Fei's legs in the driver's seat.
Meng Fei looked at Uncle Qin with some doubt: "Uncle Qin, what is this???"
"Here are two decks of cards that I forged when I was practicing. Give one to each of you for good luck. Well, I'm going to be late. I won't say anything to you two kids anymore. I'm leaving now!"
After saying that, Uncle Qin trotted towards a small square not far away, with the walking stick in his hand tucked behind his back. He looked very much like Master Roshi in Dragon Ball.
After Uncle Qin left, Meng Fei slowly opened the paper package and saw two signs lying quietly inside. There was no carved pattern in the center of the signs, which were polished very smoothly. Two lifelike dragons were hung around them. The two dragons were carved so vividly that they seemed like they could take off at any time.
I don't know what metal the plate is made of, but it's golden in color. It feels quite heavy when I weigh it in my hand.
Qiubo carefully examined the two signs in Meng Fei's hands and couldn't help but exclaimed: "This is really a work of art!"
Meng Fei also nodded and said to Qiu Bo, "These two plaques look very valuable. When you are free, come and visit Uncle Qin more often. He is so close to us, probably because he misses his son."
"Yeah, don't worry, I'll definitely come every now and then. Don't you know what, this old man is quite interesting, hahaha."
As they spoke, the two of them hung the "No Problem" sign on their chests. However, what surprised Meng Fei and the others was that the moment the sign touched their skin, they did not feel the icy sensation of metal, but instead felt a warm feeling, which made their chests feel warm and comfortable.
"Gouzi, this..." Qiubo, who had not taken it seriously at first, suddenly widened his eyes with a look of disbelief.
"This should be made of a special metal. I don't know what kind of metal it is, but it must be very precious!"
After that, the two discussed for a while, but still had no clue, so they left Uncle Qin's house.
"I'm going to visit Mr. Xu at the Chinese Medicine Hospital later. Do you want to come with me?"
"What! Going to visit Mr. Xu!! Why didn't you say so earlier!! I haven't bought anything yet!! Let's stop at a supermarket and buy some things, no!! Those eight-treasure porridge and canned food you bought are for Mr. Xu!! Brother! How can you give gifts like that! You're treating this as Chinese New Year! You should at least buy some cigarettes, alcohol, tea, etc."
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