Pirates: Grow secretly and become a swordsman

I watched the store manager take out the snow and walk out with joy.

Rosin wanted to laugh, but held back.

"Lord Navy, you see, this is the fifty craftsmen of the good and fast sword, ranking among the famous swords! But the treasure of my store! The

store manager stroked the blade of the snow on the counter, and his hand was as gentle as if he were caressing a woman's delicate body, extremely careful.

His eyes were full of love and reluctance.

"It's good, but such a good knife is not cheap, right?"

Luo Xin nodded slightly, very happy,

but his face showed a sad face.

I want to prostitute for nothing.

I just don't say it.

I also asked you to say that you were willing to let me prostitute for nothing.

The store manager is also worthy of being in business for decades, and instantly understood Luo Xin's subtext, thought of his ancestral training, glanced at this famous knife again, gritted his teeth and said:

"Lord Navy, this knife is given to Master Smoker for free!" Even if it's a small congratulatory gift for Master Smoker's promotion!

When Luo Xin heard this, how could he be willing, so he hurriedly held his hand and said:

"Hey, don't worry, Lord Smoker is still training now, how can he accept your congratulatory gift in this sense, and accept that he is not afraid of others gossiping!"

When the store manager heard this, he suddenly realized.

Yes, Master Smoker has a bright future, and promotion is inevitable, but he can't give it openly, do others know not to gossip!

But how to send it secretly?

For a while, the store manager was also confused, and asked Luo Xin suspiciously.

"That should be...?"

Rosin smiled.

Pick up the snow on the counter, pull out the blade, put the snow walk directly into the rotten sword basket, and then take out the prepared 2000 Bailey and hand it to the store manager.

"Store manager, I see that your knife is suitable for my mother-in-law to chop wood, how about selling me 2,000 Bailey?"

Manager: ....

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Shame on you!

The store almost scolded it!

The truth is this, but seeing that his ancestral fast knife sells for 2000, I really want to kick this person out directly!

2000 Bailey?

Even the sword in the stinky sword basket is sold for 50,000 Bailey!

Return the mother-in-law to chop wood!

Which mother-in-law chops wood with a famous knife!

I'm so!

Of course, the store manager's inner thoughts were seen by Rossing.

But he just smiled and handed Bailey up.

"Store manager? I don't know what you think? "

In... Is it okay at the rising point? The manager's tone was a little weak.

"Nope."

Rosin shook his head.

It's not that he doesn't want to give his boss more, but he only has so many in his body, a poor ghost who is alive and well.

"If it goes up a little more, this price really can't be sold! Please! "

The store manager is about to cry, and he wants him to send it, but he is not distressed at all.

But let him sell, the thought of selling the famous knife for 2,000 Baileys makes his heart ache!

Rosin was also a little embarrassed when he heard this.

I looked at the shops around me, and then at the knives, and then my eyes lit up.

"Store manager, your business is not very good."

The shopkeeper wanted to shed a few tears, but when he suddenly heard Luo Xin's words, he stopped and was a little puzzled.

"yes, what are you?"

Rosin smiled mysteriously and said, "Do you know why your sword can't be sold?" The

store manager shook his head in confusion.

Aren't you selling knives, how did you start chatting?

"Store manager, I have a way to make money, I only need you to sell me this rotten knife for 2,000 Bailey, and I will let you sell at least one knife a day!"

"One handle a day!"

The store manager swallowed.

A sword is less to say tens of thousands of Baileys, and you can earn thousands of dollars by removing the cost, one sword a day, and a month is immeasurable!

The store manager was attracted by this huge profit, and he didn't even care that Rosin said that the knife was a rotten knife.

"Hey, that's right!"

Luo Xin sat directly on the chair and said: "You see, your store is in the middle of the city, and there is an endless stream of customers around the store, and you should earn hundreds of Baileys every day, but you are the only one who has a very poor business, do you know why?"

"Expensive weapons?"

Rosin shook his head.

"Poor weapons?"

Keep shaking your head.

The store manager was in a hurry, and Rosin knew the reason at a glance, if he knew how to sell a weapon a day, the knife would be fine for him!

"My lord, don't torture the little one, tell me quickly!"

Luo Xin didn't plan to delay for too long, and said slowly: "In this busy city, if you sell food and materials at home, it's okay to say, since someone comes to buy it, as the only way to enter the new world, the supply is naturally easy to do."

"But you're selling weapons!"

"If you sell weapons in a busy city, how can you transport them away? How to hide? How do you explain it? Aren't you really afraid of the navy?

Rosing's words slowly reached the store manager's ears.

Let him deaf and deaf!

"I see! I said, why can't I sell my sword because of the good quality? It turned out that no one dared to buy it! "