Chapter 9: Beg a gun

Chapter 9 Discussing Guns
Redhead Shanks...
One of the four emperors of the new world as an emperor.
Even if Maude wanted to break his head, he couldn't think of the reason why such a big man would come to such a broken shop.
So that he couldn't answer Shanks' words for a while.
Shanks was accustomed to reactions like Maud's, and didn't care. He turned to look at Sunny at the counter and raised his hand to say hello.
"Yo, Xiao Nini, it's been a long time since I saw you."
"Okay, long time no see."
"Why did you cut your hair?"
"That's, um, Sol said my hair is too long and it costs water to wash it, so he let me cut it."
Sunny's eyes drooped, her heartbeat was a little faster, she just found an excuse to stop her.
[At this time, Sol was walking slowly down the street carrying the leftovers, and suddenly he sneezed severely. He wiped his nose with his hand and thought about it. In vain, he had an unknown premonition, and subconsciously accelerated his pace. . 】
Inside the shop, Shanks smiled helplessly and said: "Sol is really as good as ever...thrifty."
"Uh, where are you...?"
Sunny changed the subject in due course and asked Shanks what she was coming from.
"Still the same, come and buy some wine from the hometown."
Shanks laughed and crossed Maude to the counter.
Maude looked back at Shanks's back in hindsight.
I accidentally neglected.
Fortunately, Shanks’ personality is different from the other four emperors...
The curly-haired male glanced at Maude without a trace, and immediately followed Shanks with Laki Lu, who was holding a chicken leg.
Maude looked at their backs in silence, calmed his mind, and concealed the store door easily, then stepped aside, watching Shanks and Sunny who were chatting.
Judging from the content of the conversation, Shanks seems to be a regular customer in the store.
What made Maude unable to complain most was that Shanks came to the shop to buy wine, not weapons.
Is there any liquor in the store?
Maude suddenly thought of the basement entrance downstairs.
Couldn't it be a wine cellar...
Behind the counter, Sunny seemed to be a little stage fright after she changed her normal.
However, when she talked about Shanks's intention to drink wine, she remembered Thor's decisive and heart-wrenching instructions before, and immediately confirmed her position as a member of Thor's weapon shop.
She looked up at Shanks and said with a serious face: "After you emptied the wine last time, Saul told me to sell it to anyone, but I can't sell you again."
"what?"
Shanks was taken aback, turned his head to look at Laki Lu, and asked in confusion, "Did we not pay the money last time?"
"There is a payment, that is... two barrels of wine that the boss specially left behind when you move the goods."
"..."
Shanks was silent for a while, and sighed: "It turns out that something like this has happened."
After sighing, he leaned towards Sunny, changed his focus, lowered his voice and asked, "Is Sol home?"
Sunny said straightforwardly: "Not here."
"Then it will be easier."
Shanks looked serious.
"you……!"
Sunny opened her eyes wide.
Without waiting for Sonny's next words, Laki Lu, who knew what Shanks meant, put the wine money on the counter first, and then walked to the stairs with ease.
Seeing Laki Lu walking towards the wine cellar, Sunny subconsciously stepped out of the counter to stop it.
咚
Just then, there was a soft noise from the counter.
Sunny followed the sound, but it was who went to the shelf during the conversation and took a smooth-bore flintlock and a short-handled flintlock, and then gently placed the sound on the counter.
"Little Nini, how do you sell these two guns?"
Jesus leaned forward and put his hands on the table.
The timing was difficult to say, but his expression didn't seem to be a joke, he was really planning to buy a gun.
Sunny looked at the back of Laki Lu, then looked at the two guns placed on the counter, gritted her teeth and sighed, and quoted the price like a dead heart: "Smoothbore 1.2 million Bailey, short handle 3.8 million Bailey."
At this time, Laki Lu had disappeared in the visible range, and he had already gone to the wine cellar.
"call out--"
Hearing the price reported by Sunny, blew a whistle, did not object to the seemingly unreasonable price, and directly took out the money.
Shanks glanced at the smooth-bore flintlock that cloth was back behind, and asked, "That's it? Maybe Sol can fix it."
Jesus pursed his lips and said, "Boss, do you want to wait for Mr. Saul back in the shop?"
"Haha."
Shanks smiled indifferently: "It's okay, we can move the wine away and then come back."
"..."
He was speechless for a while, and shook his head: "Forget it, let it stop here. As an old man, it has done its best."
With that, he unfastened the smoothbore flintlock behind him and placed it on the counter.
This gun was the first old man he brought out from the village.
Even if you consciously use the [armed and domineering] to breed it, in the end it will only make up for it.
After all, he is a sniper, specializing in [seen and domineering] rather than [armed and domineering].
Furthermore, the acquisition of [armed and domineering] was a matter of years after going to sea, and then realized that it was too late to use domineering to nurture love guns.
Over time, the original old man could only become a spare gun.
Until now, it has become more and more aging, and it is a bit difficult to even become a spare gun.
This point, cloth has been fully aware of during the usual maintenance.
In desperation, he could only move on to the last choice-changing the gun.
Sunny glanced at the old musket that had placed on the counter, and said calmly: "Sorry, we don't accept second-hand guns, especially broken guns!"
When she finally said the word "bad gun", she said with a heavy tone.
"It's not broken, it's aged."
Perceiving Sunny's targeting, felt helpless.
"Aging will not be accepted!"
"..."
"Haha."
This is Shanks' happy laugh.
Jesus Bu shook his head and said, "If you don't sell the money, just tell Mr. Sol that I left it."
"Can't you just throw it away? It won't work anyway."
"That won't work!"
With a serious face, said, "Let Mr. Saul keep it. Maybe he will be interested someday and will change the old man's "movement" to another gun. At that time, he can use another gun. Keep going this way."
"Actually you have another choice."
The speaker was Maude who had been watching.
Hearing Maude's words, several people present couldn't help but look at him.
Facing the gazes of several people, Maude, who had calmed down, did not have stage fright, and his tone was solemn and serious.
"Give it to me, and I will take it for another ride."
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