"The more, the more expensive it is?" The secret guard couldn't believe his ears, "The more the more, the cheaper it is. Wherever there is a truth, the more, the more expensive. Is your store a little evil?"
Mr. Zhong snorted coldly, "That's how our store is. If you don't want to buy it, you can just go out."
He dared to call Ning Yatou's shop evil, but he hadn't even said that the unfortunate prince's heart was evil.
If Ning Yatou hadn't been smarter, she would have died in Feng Qin Country a long time ago without talking about opening a shop or making the county lord a princess.
Ye Feichen frowned, why did he feel that Mr. Zhong seemed to have some inexplicable hostility towards him.
He couldn't remember when he had offended Mr. Zhong. Could it be that... he had offended someone he knew?
Now Ye Feichen has forgotten all the excessive things he once did to Yun Ning, or he deliberately did not think about them.
Facing Mr. Zhong like this, the secret guard didn't know what to say for a moment. There was nothing he could do, his aura was too strong.
Even Ye Feichen did not dare to offend Mr. Zhong easily. After all, Mr. Zhong's strength could withstand thousands of armies more than ten years ago, but now he is only more powerful than before.
"Mr. Zhong, we need five thousand long knives like this first. When can they be handed over to us?"
There was no disrespect in Ye Feichen's tone, but he was gentler than usual.
There was a flash of disbelief in Mr. Zhong's eyes.
Ning Yatou is really awesome. I said it was about five thousand, but I didn’t expect it to be five thousand.
Mr. Zhong pretended to think about it for half a quarter of an hour, "I can hand it over to you in two days, but I need to pay the money first. And I kindly remind you that if you order a large amount this time, if you order the same thing next time,
If it’s something, the price needs to be doubled.”
Such a transaction would definitely be considered an overlord clause elsewhere, but now in front of Mr. Zhong, even though Ye Feichen felt incredible about such a transaction, he did not dare to say anything more.
"May I ask Mr. Zhong, how much silver do you need for five thousand?" the secret guard asked.
Mr. Zhong slowly stretched out five fingers.
"Five hundred thousand taels of silver?"
The secret guard's shocked voice became louder, but after thinking about it, he calmed down. This weapon is indeed a rare good thing, and the price is reasonable.
It's just that for the soldiers of Master Sui Xingshan, only five thousand is definitely not enough. If they come for the second time, they will need one million taels of silver, which is indeed a bit expensive.
Ye Feichen's thoughts were exactly the same as those of the secret guard, but just when they accepted the fact of five hundred thousand taels of silver, they heard Mr. Zhong's fatal voice.
"It's not five hundred thousand taels of silver, it's five million taels of silver."
"Five million taels!"
The voice of the secret guard almost spread from the east to the west of the city.
"Are you extorting money? Do you know what five million taels of silver is? You want so much silver for just five thousand long knives. What's the difference between this and robbery?"
The secret guard was really frightened by the price, so when he spoke, his voice amplified unconsciously, and it sounded like he was roaring at Mr. Zhong.
Mr. Zhong's face suddenly turned cold, "Since you think it's expensive, just buy those long knives that will break in a dozen. Our shopkeeper won't sell you the good things that we have researched. Let's go, let's go."