Chapter 19: Sama's Strategy

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  The sun is shining brightly, and the day has just begun. In the town of Samah, people are coming and going, and the dazzling array of goods on display leaves one breathless. Everywhere, one can see people from various ethnic groups dressed in all sorts of attire, calling out to passersby as they move about.

  Sama Town is located at the intersection of the three major forces of Taiwanese Han people, mountain people and Mori people. Here, the minerals and specialties of the mountain people and Mori people are exchanged for food from the Han people. Both sides take what they need, making it the largest market for commodity exchange among various ethnic groups on Taiwan Island, and also the only market recognized by all three forces.

  At this moment, two horse-drawn carriages slowly entered the bustling town of Samah.

  "Young master, we have arrived at Samar Town." The coachman jumped down from the driver's seat and walked around to the window of the carriage, bowing respectfully.

  "Is this the Golden Town where you can exchange a little grain for hard cash from the locals? Samma Town, where three tribes meet, is indeed extraordinary."

  A young man exclaimed and jumped off the car first. Compared to two years ago, 12-year-old Luo Kai had grown a full 40 centimeters taller, his height approaching 1.6 meters, and he also looked more mature and steady.

  Then came a man with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, his momentum was heavy and condensed. He was Lai Jing Cang, a national martial arts master under the age of thirty. Then three more robust men walked down, adding to the five people who got off another carriage, these eight robust men each carried a rod-like object about 1.2-1.3 meters long on their backs.

  The cart driver swallowed a mouthful of saliva, unlike the ignorant locals around him, the driver vaguely knew something about what the eight people were carrying on their backs, as evidenced by the sharp glare of the metal reflection at the extreme end.

  His face showed an even thicker smile, and the coachman carefully said: "Young master, this town of Samara is divided into two parts, east and west. The east part is for trading, and the west part is for lodging and entertainment. I don't know which one the young master wants to go to first."

  "First go to the eastern trading market, I think there should be a weapon shop run by mountain people."

  "As for the young master's words, there are three mountain people's weapon shops in the transaction market, and two of Mochi people's weapon shops. The most famous one is called Feng Zhe's weapon shop, which is run by a mountain person." The coachman was obviously familiar with Samma Town and took over Luo Ke's words smoothly.

  "Alright, let's go take a look at this Wind Scar weapon shop first. Lead the way." Luo Kai gestured for his temporary guide to lead the way.

  The carman slightly bowed his body and pointed to a small road on the east side, but did not dare to walk in front of Luo Kai.

  Luó Kǎi didn't bother to waste time talking about equality with Lì Jīng Cāng, who had already taken the lead.

  As he entered the market, Luo Kai's eyes lit up. The streets were lined with shops on both sides, and the sound of hawkers was constant, with all sorts of goods available. However, Luo Kai's interest was not in this, his footsteps did not stop, and soon he arrived at a three-story building under the guidance of the guide.

  "Calamity, death, the calamity of wind should be a metaphor for death brought by the wind. Brother Li, I don't know if you are well-versed in this way."

  Luo Kai looked at the three big characters on the signboard and suddenly asked Lie Jing Cang.

  "Have some knowledge."

  Although the answer was low-key, anyone who saw Li Jingcang's confident expression would know that his actual strength was not as simple as he said. In this era, it is not uncommon for martial artists to be good at archery, after all, horseback riding and shooting are one of the subjects of the Qing Dynasty's Wuju examination.

  Feng's Martyr is as its name suggests, a weapon shop that mainly deals with bows and crossbows.

  "It seems that today can't be helped but to spend some money, to get a good bow for Brother Li."

  It is said that no pay without work, Li Jing's mouth was about to refuse. Luo Kai and others were so clever that their ability to observe words and expressions had already reached the peak in their previous life. One sentence blocked the way: "Fresh flowers are paired with beautiful women, precious swords are given to heroes, it has always been so since ancient times, let us go in and have a look."

  Luoke finished speaking and gestured for a few of his men to stay outside the door before stepping inside.

  Lui Jing Cang saw Luo Kai's words had already reached a dead end, knowing that further excuses would only make him appear hypocritical. However, someone as proud as him naturally has his own set of principles for handling matters.

  "Haha, Luo Xiaodi doesn't know that I, Lethal Li, was born with extraordinary strength, my only worry is not being able to find a bow that suits me here."

  These past few days, Li Ke has been arranging my food and lodging, so I should show some gratitude. It wouldn't be good to directly refuse his kindness and lose face in front of him. However, you have the wisdom of Zhang Liang, and I have crossed walls before; if this store doesn't have a bow that suits me, then it's not my problem.

  "You arrogant young man, I am the hundred-year-old master of the wind, and have only ever produced bows that are not suitable for people, never people who are not suitable for bows."

  A shrill voice suddenly rang out, but it was someone in the store who heard Lie Jing Cang's unbridled words and felt a sense of injustice.

  Lai Jing's face sank slightly, and he felt a bit displeased in his heart. What business is it of yours to interrupt when others are speaking?

  Man said that a family-owned weapons shop was the entire Taiwan Island, except for Luo Kai, Zhao Hongyuan and Wang Junsheng, nothing else was in Lei Jingcang's eyes. In his opinion, as long as he said there was no suitable bow here, then there was no suitable bow here.

  "I originally wanted to give this store some face, but now it seems there's no need."

  After arriving at the Taiwan Strait for several days, Lie Jingcang had a general understanding of the relationship between Luo's family and the mountain people, knowing that they were not on good terms. After thinking about it in his heart, Lie Jingcang strode into the weapon shop.

  "This Wind's Requiem is indeed the best weapon shop in Samma Town, and it has its own unique charm." As soon as Luo Kai entered, his eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but exclaim. This Wind's Requiem was also quite extraordinary, with all sorts of weapons hanging on both sides of the walls for people to choose from, just like a small supermarket.

  Immediately after entering, Li Qinglang's face flashed a hint of surprise. He was someone who understood weapons and knew that many of the weapons on the wall were mediocre at best.

  The Wind's Lament weapon shop has three floors, and just the first floor alone has many mediocre goods, so it's easy to imagine the quality of the weapons on the upper three floors.

  "Wu La is in charge, and has been doing well lately. I'd like to introduce you to a big shot, this is the young master of the Luo family from Taiwan Strait, Luo Kai, Master Luo." The leading car driver walked forward and greeted an old man with a white beard.

  "The young master of the Luo family is a Han from Taiwan!" The influence of the Luo family on the island of Taiwan was not inferior to that of their own mountain tribe.

  The old man with a white beard was suddenly struck, his originally high and mighty expression turned serious and solemn, of course, only slightly more serious. The mountain tribe and the Han people were sworn enemies to begin with, Luo Kai's father was injured by the mountain god shooter. The arrogant sense of national superiority was not enough to make the old man with a white beard humble himself.

  "It's the young master of the Luo family who has arrived. The young master of the Luo family has come from afar, and I'm afraid we didn't welcome him properly, please forgive us." The old man with a beard pulled out the only phrase he knew to greet honored guests in a shrill voice.

  Luoke compared the previous voice with that of the white-bearded old man. He already had an answer in his heart. "The sharp voice just now must have been emitted by this guy."

  "Mr. Luo, I don't know how to address this gentleman, but he says that my Wind's Lament doesn't have a good bow that suits him." As expected, the old man with the white beard couldn't bear it and asked in a sarcastic tone.

  "I, Lian Qingcang, will not change my name or surname even if I'm sitting or standing. You say that this Wind Chastisement Weapon Shop doesn't have good bows? How do you respond?" A martial artist can't stand being threatened by others, and someone like Lian Qingcang wouldn't care about other people's questions.

  "Alright, alright, my store is reasonable and fair to everyone, today I'll let you, a country bumpkin, open your eyes."

  Everyone knows that the mountain people are arrogant and unreasonable. If it were an ordinary guest, they would not be so arrogant on the mountain people's turf. However, Luo Kai and Li Jingcang are not ordinary people, so even the mountain people have to show some reason.

  White Beard Wula has seen arrogant ones, but never as arrogant as this one. He was infuriated, feeling that his face had been lost in public. Didn't he see the customers in the store staring over here?

  Wula gave a hand signal behind him, and the three bow-holding attendants who were waiting behind immediately stepped forward.

  "This is the Bright Moon Bow, with a draw weight of 15 kilograms. The materials used for the bow's body, limbs, string, glue, and lacquer are all mid-to-high grade, making it suitable for weak scholars and women. It's a favorite among many young ladies and gentlemen, priced at ten taels of silver." Ula pointed to the first servant holding the bow.

  "This is the Moonlight Bow, with a bow force of 25 kilograms. The material used to make it is also mid-to-high quality, and both men and women can use it. Many people in the arena who love bows have one, and it costs thirty taels of silver." Ula pointed at the second bow again.

  "This is the Moon Concealing Bow, with a bow force of 30 kilograms. The six materials used to make this bow are all top-notch, suitable for hunting. Many people in our mountain tribe have one." Ula pointed at the third bow.

  Luoke raised his eyes and took a look. The first impression of the two bows introduced by Wula was that they were exquisite, ingenious, delicate and intricate. The second impression was that they were too delicate.