It is extremely rare to come to that shop again in Daxiangguo Temple, but the owner of the shop has changed. The blonde slave girl is kneeling on the ground and constantly wiping the shoes of the merchant wearing silk.

Peng Qi was shocked when she saw it, "Why is this woman born like this? With yellow hair and blue eyes, could she be a demon?!" Other passers-by also looked at her in surprise. Even though they were wearing a veil, they still couldn't cover her eyes.

and hair.

Zhao Zhen became interested immediately. The woman's tall nose, deep blue eyes and long golden hair were obviously Caucasian. Unexpectedly, Europeans could be seen in Tokyo, which shows the prosperity of foreign trade in the Song Dynasty.

"Hallelujah! This guest officer has an extraordinary temperament at first glance. He stands out from the crowd. I have a sword here that is definitely suitable for you!" The businessman in silk robe turned around and saw Zhao Zhen and immediately took out one from the bottom of the cabinet.

Put the long knife on the table and draw out a section.

His actions frightened Peng Qi to reach out and take out his crossbow. The sound of machine gunfire sounded and countless cold lights were pointed at the bearded businessman, "Spare my life, spare my life! I am just a humble businessman from the Western Regions. I have no malice, no malice!"

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The businessman was so frightened that he almost cried. His legs kept swinging. The female slave on the ground looked up at her master in surprise. She had never seen the cruel master show such timidity, even in the face of the terrible black sand storm.

He was not so frightened, he was a man who left his companions in the desert without any hesitation.

"It's okay, I misunderstood, cough... It's extremely impolite for you to draw a knife in front of guests. Pay attention next time!" Zhao Zhen waved his hand, and Peng Qi immediately retracted the small hand crossbow, and the crossbow arm retracted into his sleeve as if

Never appeared.

"Distinguished guest, my name is Taliban!"

"I'm going~!" Zhao Zhen subconsciously took two steps back. This guy actually said his name was Taliban! The name that was so popular in later generations made him subconsciously take two steps back. Peng Qi and others immediately reached for the long knife at their waists.

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After opening the Imperial Encyclopedia and looking it up, Zhao Zhen was reassured that Taliban meant theological scholars, and there was no other meaning at this time.

"Hello Taliban! Goodbye Taliban!" Zhao Zhen said and turned around to leave.

The Taliban looked at the noble boy who turned around without any hesitation in surprise. He actually didn't even look at the long knife studded with precious stones on the table. "My guest, please wait a moment, please wait a moment!"

Zhao Zhen turned around and asked in confusion: "Is something wrong?"

"Why did you leave without even taking a look at this gorgeous long knife? Is this knife bad? Or is it for other reasons..." The Taliban hurriedly raised the sword in his hand to look at it. The sword reflected the beautiful light in the sun.

Light, gems sparkle crystal clear.

Zhao Zhen raised the corners of his mouth to reveal his white teeth: "Do you really want to hear the reason? Maybe you will regret it!"

The Taliban bent down to salute, put his hand on his chest and said, "Please clarify my doubts!"

Zhao Zhen turned back to the stall, reached out and picked up the so-called treasured knife and looked at it, "This knife is full of lies just like you. If I use it to fight, I will definitely die!" The moment he finished speaking, he saw the Taliban opposite.

The black eyes narrowed, and it seemed that he had guessed well.

"Distinguished guest, how did you guess it?" the Taliban asked with a smile. He was curious that his disguise had deceived many people, and even some other businessmen in the Western Region could not see the flaw. Why did the young Song Dynasty boy in front of him

Can you know, not only that there is something wrong with the knife, but also that you are lying?

"Want to know? Don't you Jews like exchanges of equal value? You can even exchange your soul to Satan!" Zhao Zhen looked at the female slave on the ground with a smile and said to the Taliban.

"You are insulting me! No believer in the Lord will sell his soul to the devil! ... Of course, if you tell me the answer, I will not treat you badly."

The Taliban first explained angrily and then turned back into powerful businessmen. They took out a long sword wrapped in animal skin from under the counter and handed it to Zhao Zhen with a smile, "What do you think of this long sword?"

Zhao Zhen took the long sword with a smile. This guy is a Jewish businessman through and through! When he pulled out the long sword, he was deeply attracted. The straight sword exuded a cold light, and countless textures like snowflakes were attached to it.

Beautiful circles are formed on it, exuding an astonishing chill in the sun. This sword is completely forged in the shape of the Eight-sided Han Sword. There is no excessive decoration on the hilt, only the traditional animal head sword tang. The entire sword

It reveals supreme majesty and solemnity, as if it is a mountain standing on the ground, but it is rough and strong yet compact, and every detail has been polished to be extremely meticulous and restrained.

Peng Qi beside him was stunned. The appearance of this sword was so shocking, "Your Highness, this is a peerless magic weapon! The pattern of the sword is like climbing a mountain and facing an abyss, it is really rare!"

The Taliban raised his thumb and said: "This warrior has really good vision. I think only this sword can be worthy of this guest officer."

Zhao Zhen glanced at him: "You Jewish businessmen are really good at investing, but I don't buy it. Although the sword is good, I deserve it. Have you forgotten the equal exchange?"

"Uh... you're right..." The Taliban were already scolding in their hearts. What do you mean by what you deserve? This sword is a priceless treasure. Who else in the entire Song Dynasty can own it except the emperor? You, a little brat, can use it.

Isn’t it too much to leave after just one answer?

The Taliban was really crying. He planned to use this sword in exchange for more value. The young man in front of him looked like a person of status. He should have a lot of wealth and power. Even if he presented the sword to the emperor, he would only get some rewards.

That's all, but it would be worth it if he exchanged business with the young man in front of him in the Song Dynasty. But now he found out that he was wrong. He thought he was a miser, but this young man in front of him is an iron rooster who has nothing to lose! It's not that people in Song Dynasty are very generous.

Of?

"Can you tell me the answer now?" the Taliban asked Zhao Zhen almost in tears. Even Peng Qi couldn't stand it. His Highness has never treated people like this before. It is simply torturing their little hearts.

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"Oh~ I almost forgot." Zhao Zhen handed the sword to Peng Qi under the Taliban's distressed eyes, "Put it away and go back and make a matching sword room."

Peng Qi nodded excitedly and kept rubbing the sword. In his opinion, this sword was more beautiful than the brothel's servant...

"Actually, the answer is very simple. You look like a Persian businessman. This Damascus knife should have come from Damascus, Persia. Although it is made of Wutz steel from Tianzhu, the Tianzhu people do not have such exquisite craftsmanship."

The Taliban looked at the young man from the Song Dynasty in shock. He actually knew the origin of the Damascus knife. This was almost impossible in the Song Dynasty, which was thousands of miles away. The female slave kneeling on the ground raised her head strangely. The young man in front of him actually made it possible.

The master was so surprised that he couldn't speak, but he calmly exchanged a few words for the long sword that the master regarded as a treasure.

Faced with the surprise of the Taliban, Zhao Zhen did not stop: "There is also a problem with your clothes. Although it is a silk robe on the outside, the clothes inside are black on the outside and white on the inside. This is the typical dress of the Jews. You wrap your head like the Arabs and call yourself

Taliban, if my guess is correct, Taliban means theologians in Islam, right? But you said Hallelujah! Wearing Jewish clothes and believing in Christianity is self-evident, but I am very optimistic about your disguise, you

This way you can pass yourself off as an Arab or a Persian."

The Taliban was already numb. Zhao Zhen suddenly remembered something and turned to him and asked: "Oh, by the way! Now that the Abbasid Dynasty has annexed Persia, how is the construction of the Great Wisdom Palace going?"
Chapter completed!