The boss glanced around and muttered, "Okay, you can try it."

Zhao Dezhu looked at Yang Jin.

Yang Jin nodded slightly and chuckled, "Mr. Pei, in my opinion, the shockproof effect is really good. You put it on the ground and I'll try its toughness again."

Pei Song did as he did.

Yang Jin pulled out the iron sword, used his strength to slash it down towards the shield.

With another sound, the shield did not move at all, and there was not even a slight scratch.

"very nice."

Yang Jin put his sword back into the sheath and said lightly: "It should not be copper, otherwise it will be divided."

The boss said proudly: "Of course it's not copper. Didn't I just say it's a special material."

Zhao Dezhu asked casually: "What material is that?"

The boss shook his head: "I don't know either..."

Zhao Dezhu asked again: "You don't know? Then where did you get this thing?"

The boss's face darkened and he stared at Zhao Deju, as if he wanted to see him through.

Mr. Wei quickly said, "No, boss, I am sorry for this friend for the first time I visited the market."

Only then did Zhao Dezhu remember the rules of the market and could not ask where the goods came from. He stuck out his tongue and smiled apologetically.

The boss's face returned to normal and said lightly: "This shield was bought from my friend. He said it was inherited from the family. The official officers outside have registered, so you can check it."

Mr. Wei nodded: "Of course, of course!"

The boss looked at Pei Song: "Young Master, do you want this shield?"

Pei Song looked at Zhao Dezhu: "You fell in love with me first, what do you say?"

Zhao Dezhu waved his hand: "Boss Pei, if you want it, buy it, I don't care."

Pei Song smiled and nodded to his guard.

The guard was about to pay, Mr. Wei smiled and said, "This boss, my friend is sincere in buying it, you see..."

The boss understood what he wanted to say: "Look at how polite you are, you can't be lower than you."

Mr. Wei quickly thanked.

Pei Song also thanked him, thought for a while, and asked again: "Boss, can this shield be used to melt the new style?"

The boss said seriously: "It's OK, but I advise you not to melt it, because this style is very particular, and changing the new style may not necessarily have this effect."

Yang Jin echoed: "This styling is indeed very particular, and I feel that part of the earthquake resistance is attributed to this styling."

The boss gave a thumbs up.

Pei Song nodded: "Since there is a reason for it, then don't change it!"

Du Yong laughed and said, "Boss Pei, this style is good. It can not only be defensive, but you can also use it as a hammer and shout it casually."

Pei Song tried it and it could really be used as a hammer. There is a handle underneath, which can be held both.

A deal of 68,000 taels.

The boss took a lot of silver notes, counted them roughly, threw them into the cash box at his feet, and said lightly: "Thank you, young master, do you want to pack it for you?"

Pei Song nodded.

The boss took out a suitable box, put the shield in, and stuck it tightly, and handed the box to Pei Song's guard.

Everyone walked out of the stall.

Mr. Wei sighed: "Brother Pei is indeed rich and powerful!"

Pei Song waved his hand: "What am I compared to that boss?"

His family is rich, and 68,000 yuan is nothing, but he really admires the calm boss just now.

Mr. Wei said: "Those bosses have accumulated some confidence after decades of hard work. They often do big business, so they don't take silver notes seriously."

Zhao Dezhu rubbed his hands: "Old Du, Boss Pei has bought good things, so we both want to buy them!"

Du Yong pointed to the area in the upper right corner: "I am going to go to archaeology, are you interested?"

Zhao Dezhu looked at it and found that he was crowded: "What's there?"

Du Yong smiled: "Ancient books, scrolls, and secret books."
Chapter completed!