Chapter one hundred and sixty-two, the man on credit(2/2)
Looking at the man's attire, Nan Yi recognized that the man must be a fortune teller, and he immediately became interested.
"Master, divination or something?"
"Chop knife." The man put down the pick and replied.
"Credit knife person?"
"Yes."
"What did you say?"
"It's ten yuan a hand. Within five years, the cost of carriage, horse and ship will increase, and the price of horse chewing will increase by 50%."
"Oh?" Nan Yi glanced at the man and said, "Then I'll give you a credit."
"good."
The man silently picked out a kitchen knife from his bag, and when he handed it to Nan Yi, he pointed the handle of the knife towards Nan Yi in a very polite manner.
Nan Yi took the kitchen knife and weighed it. The kitchen knife was very thick, with a thick back and a sharp edge. The arc-shaped back was a bit rare. His fingers ran across the blade, which was very sharp. He flicked the blade again, and there was a crisp sound.
"The knife is good. I gave it on credit. I can nail it with spit. I will live in this house and wait for you to collect the bill."
"It's safe to travel thousands of miles, and people who borrow swords don't lie. We'll see you later!" The man clasped his fists at Nan Yi.
"See you soon, we have a long way to go, I hope you will take good care of me."
Nan Yi also crossed his fists and walked towards the courtyard gate with the kitchen knife in hand.
After returning to the house, Liu Zhen asked curiously: "Nanyi, what is a knife loaner?"
"A knife credit person is a knife credit person. Just now he gave me a kitchen knife on credit and made a bet with me. If he wins, he will come back to collect the money. If he loses, he will not come back again."
"What if someone refuses to admit it?"
"They are not afraid. Let's put it this way. The main purpose of betting against others is not to sell knives at a high price, but to borrow luck."
"Borrowing luck? Then your luck was borrowed?"
Nan Yi flashed the kitchen knife in his hand, "A ten-dollar kitchen knife means ten dollars' worth of luck. If you really want to borrow it, just borrow it. If a knife owner lends a knife on credit, he or she is going to do something extremely dangerous."
Something happened, or someone in the family was critically ill.
Although people who sell knives on credit are a low-level business, they are not bad people, and they are not the same thing as Lao Rongxing, who buys them lightly."
"Lao Rongxing, you told me what happened to the little purchase?"
"Buying a little and selling a little is a saying that started in the Qing Dynasty. In fact, it is the act of trafficking in women and children, and it generally refers to human traffickers."
"oh."
"You cook today, and I'll read a book."
"I don't know how to do elbows."
"Put the aniseed into the pot, add water, put the elbow in it, and stew. Do it with confidence. It's cheap anyway, and you won't feel bad if it goes bad."
"It's not cheap anymore. Two elbows cost seventy cents today." Liu Zhen muttered, and for a moment, she hummed the song again, "Move forward, move forward, the responsibility of soldiers is heavy, and the hatred of women is deep.
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Chapter completed!