With the permission of the village chief, Chen Yi gently grabbed the long hunting bow.

In the shooting club, he learned several ways to use bows and arrows. Now he recalls that the movements are standard, especially the posture of raising the bow with one hand, which made the natives quite curious.

The bow string has excellent toughness, and the wood on the bow back is hard like steel. Chen Yi easily pulled it to 80% and then slowly relaxed.

Village Chief Johe smiled.

"There is a level of four stone bows." Chen Yi said in surprise. His single-arm pulling force was more than 100 kilograms, while the ancient four stone bows required about 80 kilogram levels.

As a single bow, it is quite good. Unlike modern competitive compound bows, its structure is simpler and more about killing rather than accuracy.

Chen Yi's smile made the village chief very happy. He directed his son to get 10 bows and arrows made of animal bones from the house, then pointed to the leather shoes on the ground, and stretched out 3 fingers.

In terms of labor time, it should not be less than 3 shoes to make a bow and 10 arrows. Although the leather shoes on the ground are more finely crafted, it is no different for the indigenous people.

What they value is the convenience and lightness and coolness of the shoes.

Chen Yi leaned over and pushed out the three shoes, then put the bow and arrow into his big backpack.

The first transaction was quite successful.

The others looked at Chen Yi eagerly, but did not step forward to take away the things themselves.

It seems that the herdsmen near the city have their own trading rules: everyone gathers around the goods they are interested in, the owner of the goods chooses the exchange item they like, the owner of the exchange item bids, and finally trades.

They may have their own currency, but in the 20th century, there was still a barter-based trading method in rural China, and it was normal for herders to exchange practice for things.

Merchants, including Chen Yi, obviously also like this trading method, because for the party with more information, bartering will significantly increase profits.

Chen Yi looked and looked, and reached out to grab a mouse the size of a head. It was wrapped in vines and could only use its head and claws.

Its owner is a child of up to twelve or thirteen years old. He happily grabbed a leather shoe and was about to run.

The village chief coughed hard.

The adults around him took him back.

"Sorry." The child put down his leather shoes weakly.

Chen Yi was like a friendly colonial uncle and smiled and said, "A pair of leather shoes, change to another one...what is this called?"

"Katong."

"Okay, change to a cartoon."

The child burst into tears and laughed, jumping and jumping happily.

This kind of rat animal called cartoon was prepared by Chen Yi to check the communication between the optic gate. So, he just shook his head when the "cartoon" sent later.

Seeing that he was very interested in meat and leather, the village chief rushed around in a hurry, gritted his teeth, returned to the big tree house behind, and took out three bows and 60 arrows.

Chen Yi gave him 10 pairs of shoes without hesitation.

Bows and arrows are not for sale, but for equipment for martial arts students.

Among the knight warfares in the Kingdom of San Chio, a considerable number of them belong to the courses of bows and arrows, and some physical movements can also distinguish the shadow of archery.

Compared with the troublesome guns, students of the level of Naked Bear use bows and arrows are even more powerful than pistols. If the training is stronger, students of Level 5 will have no problem holding strong bows and being a sniper.

Seeing that his interest in ordnance was far greater than agricultural products, the natives went home to get things.

In a pastoral area near the city, the small village with more than 20 animals is not poor. Each family has at least two or three pairs of bows and arrows, and half of them are used to exchange for things, which is not difficult for them.

Not long after, only arrows were arrows. Perhaps because Yuncun was an animal husbandry village, their arrows were all bone arrows, and the quality was quite good. Although it seemed a little small, it was actually enough. The ancient archers were not submachine guns, and after firing 10 arrows, they were basically useless.

Without leather shoes, slippers have become everyone's focus.

A woman, probably because of her lightness, raised a pair of leather armor from behind, placed it on the ground, pointed to her slippers, and stretched out four fingers.

Chen Yi nodded.

The so-called leather armor is a very tightly wrapped animal leather, which is approximately similar to cowhide and is as hard as steel.

He took a bone arrow and stabbed it hard, but it failed to penetrate it.

This thing is probably a defensive pistol.

"Who has leather armor?" Chen Yi pointed to the thing on his hand.

The women hesitated for a moment, but still compromised.

They have a lot of leather, but it is very difficult to make lightweight shoes. Maracheng shoes are not cheap. If you count the materials, there are much more leather than leather used for leather armor.

100 pairs of shoes were quickly cleared, Chen Yi stretched his waist and said with a smile: "No more."

The village chief enthusiastically invited him to sit in the house.

The latter half-supported. After entering the tree house, he began to observe whether there were traces of fire, whether there were bronze mirrors and other things...

He didn't want to be a victim of totem worship. Although it seems that the military power of the residents of this village is far from the level of a knight, he always suffers himself on his territory.

Language malfunction is the biggest obstacle. After talking nonsense for most of the day, I finally learned about the customs and customs of the village, and took a little bit of the distance to Mala City. As for the further distance, the village chief didn't know.

Before dark, Chen Yi said goodbye and left, carrying a lot of bows and arrows, circled a big circle, passed through the light gate, and arrived at the Kingdom of Sanchio.

This time, he felt much more relaxed, so under the guidance of Paladin Grendler, he performed nearly 30 hours of exercise, and the little lizard was incomplete in his training.

On the second day, at 22:30, Chen Yi arrived at the subway station on time.

This time, he went to New York, and the raptor with a fake sign ran around. Finally, under the streets of Queens, he carefully selected a black vagabond of his size, knocked him out, and took him to a small hotel, put on a full set of new clothes, and then pulled him to Times Square.

He wants to try whether people can enter and exit the light gate.

The little lizard was driving the car and cursed: "It smells so bad, why don't you wash it clean?"

"I used a brush to clean it up, what else can I do?" Chen Yi also covered his nose and said, "Run quickly, I'll wake up later."

When we were about to arrive at the bustling street market, the sign of a gun shop flashed, Chen Yi stepped on the brakes and asked, "How are you now?"

"A meal of 30 iron ingots is no problem." Speaking of eating, the little lizard seemed to meet his biological mother.

“Find an alley to park.”

Chen Yi said it was a left turn.

The car behind whistled angrily, but no hair was used.

After finding the back alley of a hotel, Chen Yi dragged down the homeless man in suit and tie, and then ordered the little lizard to return to the size of a palm, saying, "I will take you to eat well."

"What to eat?" The little lizard kept changing color excitedly, like a traffic light that could run.

"Eat a gun."

Pushing open the door of the gun shop, a stream of air conditioning came to your face.

Sitting on the counter was an old white American man. He looked like an uncle living in a fast food restaurant, with a big belly like a ball.

"Look at it casually." He looked up and down Chen Yi, then lowered his head.

This is a supermarket-style gun shop. The six-row counters extend back more than a hundred meters. They are shaped like wooden racks for clubs in small billiards room. Various long guns are hung with labels and arranged neatly.

The space behind the wooden cabinet is larger, and some things are displayed such as "gun safes".

In addition to the owner, there is only one Mexican customer with tattoos hanging around his neck and standing in front of the glass window to test the pistol. Chen Yi pushed a supermarket-style shopping cart by and found that he was looking at the 1911 version of the World War collector's version, priced at 2,599 yuan, which is 10 times the price of the bargain. So he knew that this person was just like a lady shopping today, and he was a pure wandering type.

After looking at it, Chen Yi's movements were not slow. He didn't know much about the gun, so he looked at the familiar words and threw them into the shopping cart. China's 56s semi-automatic, Remington, cl...

After walking around in a circle, the shopping cart was full.

The little lizard said in a slow reaction: "Do you want me to eat these?"

"If I can't finish eating, I can save some at home." Chen Yi's expression was calm, but he felt that collecting guns was a cool thing.

It is normal for Chinese people in New York to buy guns. The boss looked at the magazine of this pistol and asked, "Your ID, age certificate and residence certificate."

Chen Yi raised his eyebrows and said, "I want this more?"

"Hmm." The boss said again: "Have you ever been to court for suspected crimes? Have you been in prison? Have you been fired by the army..."

Chen Yi looked at the firearms in the shopping cart with a pity and thought to himself: Or did he rob this guy?

"Hey, brother." The Mexican came up from behind and smiled, "Let's go out and talk?"

Chen Yi went out with him in confusion.

"I'll buy it for you $1,000." Standing in the alley of the gun shop, the Mexican said skillfully, touching his braids.

"If you lied to me, just wait to swim down Hudson." Chen Yi said, taking out two stacks of dollars in the ring, which looked like about 40,000 US dollars.

A $800 shotgun is a mid-range product. You can buy it for $40,000 and take it out, which looks like about 200,000.

The Mexicans widened their eyes and had an unusual love for green U.S. dollars.

"I won't lie to you." He licked his lips and walked into the gun shop, buying all the guns in the shopping cart that he had not yet packed up.

"Put it with bullets."

"Why did you come in? You'll be caught."

"It is easy to add 50 to you without any hesitation. The legal risks are borne by the other party. He is not afraid of the American police.

When the Mexican heard that he was rich, he was excited and asked, "Do you want training? We have tactical instructors who are better than Blackwater."

"Hold the bullet." Chen Yi grabbed the cart and watched the boss register the gun number.

The little lizard muttered, "I don't like eating sandwich."

"Do you want to use dry lunch-for-bullets?"

"May I?"

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