C13 Merit sergeant

After packing up, Nan Feng carried his guitar case and called for the fake Ao Wushuang. The two of them walked out of the Tieshan Academy and entered the Wangjiang City.

After finding the Weapons store, Nan Feng and Ao Wushuang entered.

After looking for a while, Nan Feng could not find anything that suited him. He did not like the things that were displayed in the shop, such as scimitars, arc knives and ghost blade, they were all not his dishes.

"Owner, can you customize a blade?" Nan Feng asked.

"You can, but the price is too high. These can be sold to outsiders. Customized Knives are different. They're inferior products, so we don't make them." The Owner said.

"A good custom-made knife, how many Gold coins?" Nan Feng thought for a while and asked.

"One hundred Gold coins." The Owner said.

"Isn't the price a bit high?" Ao Wushuang was a little unwilling, he could buy an ordinary Weapons with ten Gold coins.

"Customized Knives are made with better materials. The customer will definitely be satisfied with them, so the price is relatively high." Owner shook his head.

Nan Feng asked the Owner for a pen and paper, then started to draw the map. He planned to take the Tang Dao that he was used to from his past life as a sample, and use it to create a Sabre according to his liking.

Nan Feng drew for an hour before he finished drawing, "The requirements are too high, Owner, take a look!"

Holding the map, Owner looked at it very seriously, "I have never made this kind of blade before, but it looks like a killing machine. Chopping, chopping, piercing, slicing are all fine, but this length, if you want to make it tougher, it will be more difficult."

"Yes, I can take one hundred Gold coins, but I need to guarantee the quality of the blade." Nan Feng said.

"I can't guarantee anything. I won't take your deposit for now. Seven days later, come over and finish it. You have to pay for it with a knife. If you can't succeed, then forget about the business. What do you think?" Owner thought for a moment and asked.

Nan Feng shook his head and took out the thirty Gold coins s, placing them in front of Owner, "Payment of the deposit is a rule, you guys can make it easy too, don't worry that I won't come, if you can't make it, then I will give back the deposit."

After handing over the Gold coins, Nan Feng and Ao Wushuang left.

"The Gold coins! The Gold coins s are not enough. " Nan Feng shook his head.

"I have some here, take them." Ao Wushuang was rather generous.

shook his head and rejected the offer. He could earn a lot from having not enough Gold coins, but in truth, there were a lot of Gold coins that Nanyang Hou had rewarded him with, and there were a few of them.

Singing!

Carrying the guitar case, Nan Feng reached the bridge where he sold songs last time.

When Nan Feng arrived, many people immediately recognized him. The bridge was bustling with noise and excitement, some even called for people.

Ao Wushuang was a little confused when he saw the look in his eyes.

"If I earn Gold coins, what do I have to pay for it after seven days?" Nan Feng said with a smile.

As Nan Feng and Ao Wushuang conversed, the bridge, the bridge, and both sides of the river were filled with people.

"Fellow villagers, it's been a few days since we've last seen each other. It's still the same old custom to come sing again today!" "If you have money, then buy money. If you have people, then buy money." Nan Feng cupped his fists towards his surroundings, cleared his throat, and then began to play and sing.

Nanshan Southern, Northern Autumn, Nanshan Valley; Nanfeng Nan, Northern Sea, Northern Sea, tombstone! After Nan Feng finished singing, the Gold coins flew towards the guitar case.

had donated a handful of Gold coins s to the Sergeant to guard. He kept the rest and earned more this time, close to a hundred.

"Go to my house and sing a song for my husband. You will be rewarded." A brother from Gongzi stood up.

"I'm sorry, I do lack Gold coins, but I don't mean this life. The first reason I'm here is because I'm happy to hear it for my fellow villagers. In addition, I like to play like this, so Gold coins are secondary." Nan Feng shook his head.

"Don't toast! Eat the forfeit!" This brother Gongzi was a little dissatisfied, he felt that Nan Feng was not giving him face.

"Don't be so rude when you speak. Whether I am willing or not is my freedom." Nan Feng was also a little angry.

"Someone, bring them back!" The popinjay shouted loudly, obviously because he couldn't stand Nan Feng's rejection.

Swish!

A ray of blade light flashed, and a blade appeared, horizontally blocking between Nan Feng and the hedonistic Gongzi.

"Retreat, are you that amazing if you have money? Can you even throw a Gold coins inside? He has already donated three times, with more than a hundred Gold coins. What qualifications do you have to act arrogantly? " It was the Sergeant who was guarding the Merit Box.

Looking at Sergeant's face that was filled with killing intent, the hedonistic retreated. It was true that he was a descendant of a noble family, but he did not dare to clash with County Governor Manor's Sergeant.

"Thank you very much." Nan Feng bowed towards Sergeant.

"A portion of the Gold coins s that were collected by the Merit Box were used to build bridges and roads, while the others were used to provide grants to the disabled veterans. I should thank you on behalf of them." The Sergeant held his chest with his left hand and gave Nan Feng a noble's salute. At this time, Nan Feng noticed that when the Sergeant was bending over, a medal appeared from inside his robes.

Nobility medallion! Nan Feng never thought that this Sergeant was an aristocrat, and had the title of a kingdom.

After greeting the Sergeant, Nan Feng pulled the still dumbstruck Ao Wushuang and left.

"Nan Feng, you are a musician?" After leaving, Ao Wushuang looked at Nan Feng and asked, his eyes filled with astonishment, because there were very few musicians.

"What a f * cking musician! I was fooling around by myself, why would there be a musician like me?" Nan Feng pulled Ao Wushuang into the small pub.

Ao Wushuang nodded, there was indeed no musician like Nan Feng.

"There are still a few Gold coins at his place. That's more or less enough." Nan Feng kept the Gold coins into the gorgeous pouch on his waist.

"Your pouch is actually made from the skin of a noble?" Ao Wushuang said as he looked at Nan Feng's bag.

"It wasn't mine. It was lost along with the bag when Nanyang Hou was giving out rewards. That's why I used it." Nan Feng laughed.

At this time, two Sergeant s appeared in front of the Merit Box.

"Captain, Young Master wants you to go back." The two Sergeant s said to the Sergeant who was looking at the Merit Box in a daze.

A Student of the Tieshan Academy. If he comes here to sing, please take care of him. "" Okay. After tidying up his battle robes, the Sergeant who was guarding the Merit Box left. He was Sergeant, one of the s who had achieved great achievements in the Tieshan County. He also had another identity, the Grandchild of the Tieshan Duke.

Nan Feng and Ao Wushuang drank two small jars of wine and returned to the Martial Academy.

After returning to the Martial Academy, Nan Feng did not rest at all. He continued to busy himself with his preparations for cultivation.

Seeing Nan Feng being so busy, the stone naturally helped him as well.

"Gongzi, what are you doing?" The stone asked.

"sandbag, I want to become a few sandbag." Nan Feng said.

"There's no need for that. Student cultivates weight bearing suit." The stone said.