"Brother Cheng, you are not wrong at all. You also know that I have been a soldier before, but no one who doesn't like sabers? After demobilization, I returned to my hometown and often ran to the small town to the south. Over time, I met several old blacksmiths there. These knives were made for me by those old blacksmiths." Tseren Pingcuo said with a smile, picking up a dog-legged knife more than 40 centimeters long, playing with two beautiful knife flowers, and then chopped it hard on a piece of log, cutting it in at a rate of five or six centimeters!

"Damn it! What a good knife!" Wang Erhu shouted in surprise.

These are all logs, and they still have tree bark. As a result, this knife can easily cut in so deep. What's the point of not being a good knife?

Although the Gurkha scimitar looks weird, this unique arc can actually increase the strength of chopping. Scientists have confirmed that with the same force at the same weight and length, the chopping force exerted by the dog-leg knife is 1.3 to 1.4 times that of other knives!

"Haha, these knives are indeed good knives!" Tserin Pingcuo said with a smile. "Most of the imitated dog-leg knives in China are made of high manganese steel, high carbon steel, and pattern steel, but all of my knives are made of spring steel. Now the pure Gurkha scimitars are made of spring steel."

Liu Mo'ang asked curiously: "Brother Tsering, how did you bring these knives? Did the checkpoint ask the checkpoint to bring these things in?"

"I don't let you bring it! But the knives I brought with me were brought in according to handicrafts, so it's okay."

"Crafts?" All three of them were curious.

"That's right! In fact, except for the knife in my hand that has been cut, all the other knives have not been cut. Naturally, they can be brought here as handicrafts."

After hearing this, a few people looked carefully and realized that these swords had not been cut.

"I'll go, this is OK?" Liu Cheng was convinced.

"It won't work like this, otherwise these knives won't be brought in." Tserin Pingcuo smiled bitterly, "I think these knives are pretty good. If you like them, just pick one of them, and with the auxiliary knives!"

"Yo, brothers Tsingren, this..." Wang Erhu hesitated.

Not to mention Wang Erhu hesitating, Liu Mo'ang and Liu Cheng also hesitated. It is undeniable that these knives are indeed good knives, even if they are not cut. If the Gurkha scimitar, the world's top ten swords, is not good, what kind of knives is good?

But these knives were brought back by Tsering Pingcuo with great effort, and he was also a knife lover. He just took away three knives, which was really a bit...

"Haha, it doesn't matter. These knives don't cost much to build there. The gifts you give to your children and the gifts you leave behind are much more valuable than these knives. I'm just such a good thing here, so I can only give you this one. Don't be polite. I'll be unhappy if you don't take them."

Well, people say that this is the most important thing, but if you don’t take it, you really look down on me.

So the three of them looked at each other, and finally they chose one.

"If you want to cut the blade when you go back, it is best to hire a skilled sharpener to cut the blade by hand. Never use that kind of sharpener or electric grinding wheel to cut the blade, as it will destroy the knife. These dog-leg knives are not long scimitars, so it is still okay for the sharpener to cut the blade."

Liu Mo'ang and the others understand that cutting the blade is actually very particular. If you want to save energy, using electric grinding wheels or other blades will definitely destroy the blade.

This kind of good knife must be cut by purely manual methods!

It was a real surprise that a man got a serious Gurkha dog-leg knife.

None of them expected that they had just wanted to follow Dazhen to see this legendary secret realm, but they actually got three top-level dog-legged knives.

This thing is not valuable in Nepal. A high-quality dog-leg knife is not as expensive as a smartphone. However, in China, this pure handmade dog-leg knife is relatively rare, and it is absolutely fine to take it back as a collection.

Just as the three of them were happily about to walk out, they didn't expect Tsering Pingcuo to call the three of them again.

"Brother Hu, Brother Cheng, Brother Liu, you three will go slowly first, and each one will bring a jar of wine back."

"Wine?" The three of them were stunned for a moment, and then their eyes fell on the wine jars on the wooden shelves.

These wine jars are not porcelain, they should be made of ceramic, with a black and yellow color. The mouth of the jar is sealed with a thick layer of mud, and the outside is covered with dust, making these wine jars look inconspicuous.

"Brother Tsering, it's enough for you to give us three of us and one dog-legged knife. Why do you still ask us to get wine? Besides, we don't lack wine, so we'll save it." Liu Cheng declined.

"Brother Cheng, are you sure you don't want this wine?" Tserin Pingcuo asked with a smile, "I'll tell you, if you know what these wines are later, don't regret it."

"Brother Tsering, what kind of wine is this?" Liu Mo'ang asked with a smile.

"This wine is a good thing, which is absolutely rare in our country." Tserin Pingcuo said mysteriously, "After the earthquake that year, when I went there to change things, I got some good things from a hunter there, and I got some good things from a hunter there. After I came back, I went to Gangga Town and brought back more than 200 kilograms of high-alcohol liquor from there and bought some Chinese medicine, so I made these wines. Guess, what are the things that make these wines?"

Hunter, high-quality liquor, also has to be used to make wine with some traditional Chinese medicine...

At this time, if the three of them still couldn't guess what kind of wine they were soaking in the jar, they would be really stupid.

Wang Erhu asked in a low voice excitedly: "Brother, is it because the bones of the big cats are soaked in it?"

"Hehe..." Tserin Pingcuo laughed twice and raised a big thumb at Brother Hu.

"Damn it! Really fake? Can you really get that thing these days?" Liu Cheng was also shocked.

"Brother Tsering, how dare you make this thing? If you are caught..." Liu Mo'ang was also a little dumbfounded. It would be easy to say anything else, but this thing is definitely a contraband in China. If you are caught, you will definitely go in and eat imperial grain.

Tserin Pingcuo rubbed his hands and smiled, "Isn't this so moved when I saw this thing, so I changed it back impulse. But I don't want to takeout, so I can use it myself, right?"

"Brother, you can't use it yourself!" Liu Cheng shook his head, "Even if this thing is bought through regular channels abroad, it is illegal as long as it is brought into the country. Alas, my brother..."

Liu Mo'ang pulled Liu Cheng, and Wang Erhu also glanced at him, and Liu Cheng didn't say anything further.

If this thing is true, according to the national law, it is absolutely illegal to get it in. This is undoubtedly a matter of no doubt. However, this place belongs to the border after all, and the Tibetans here and the Nepalis on the border have been exchanged for hundreds or even thousands of years. This has become a part of the daily life of these Tibetans here. Besides, Tsering Pingcuo brought this thing in not to make profits from takeout, but to keep it for your own use. Therefore, although this matter is unwilling to law, it can still be forgiven in terms of reason.

Besides, they are not law enforcement officers, so there is no need to exaggerate this kind of thing.

Tsering Pingcuo must have understood that these things are absolutely contraband, so he put these wine jars in this small house, and it seems that they have not moved for several years.

"Actually, after I got these things back, I was also scared, but I had already made wine. I couldn't pour the wine and then bury the things inside, right?" Tserin Pingcuo said awkwardly.

Wang Erhu said decisively: "Brother, we just don't know about this. We each have two jars of good wine made by the 'Tibetan medicine'! One jar costs 100,000 yuan, two jars of 200,000 yuan! You must collect the money, and we must take it away. That's it!"

Wang Erhu's tone was very strong, especially the word "Tibetan medicine".

"Brother Hu, this is not OK. I gave you this wine, how can I collect money?"

"Who said we can't collect money?" Liu Cheng said with a smile, "Brother Tseren, you have to spend money on these high-quality liquors, right? The expensive Tibetan medicines in them cost a lot, right? Besides, although we are not big business people, we don't take it seriously for 100,000 or 80,000 yuan. You are not very relaxed, and it's hard to buy and like it. We all like to drink this kind of wine made from expensive Tibetan medicines, so you must accept it, otherwise we don't want a jar of wine."

Liu Mo'ang: "Brother Tsering, although it seems a bit wrong to do this, you really have to accept the money."

It’s already this time, and it’s too boring if anyone wants to be the Virgin of White Lotus.

According to the previous dog-legged knife, neither of him would suspect that the wine-making thing was fake. I heard from Lausanne that Tsering Pingcuo was a famous local hunter and his judgment on this kind of thing should not be wrong.

As for a jar of wine worth 100,000 yuan, this price is really not expensive!

These days, a bottle of Feitian Moutai has soared to more than 3,000 yuan per bottle. Isn’t this kind of tiger bone wine better than Feitian?

This jar of wine is about twenty pounds, but is it more than 5,000 per pound?

If this wine appears outside, it will be sold for ten thousand yuan per pound!

Of course, they bought these wines not for takeout. But if they took out such a bottle of wine while drinking with their close friends, it would definitely be very respectful!

No one cares whether they are rich or not, they care about face! Especially big bosses like Wang Erhu!

That's why he offered such a price without hesitation.

Tserin Pingcuo thought about it, and finally gritted his teeth and nodded, "Okay, then I'll accept the money."
Chapter completed!