Yun Yang was eloquent, his tongue as sharp as a knife. The generals were speechless.
This fellow had been trying his best to act generous just now, but why had he turned into a stingy cat with sugar all over him now? Not only was he stingy, he was even ready to take some back at any time …
In spite of this, everyone was helpless.
Ninety-nine percent of what Yun Yang had said was true. That Yutang Premier Tavern must have a thing going on. It was true that they did not like their own country's soldiers but hated and even hated other countries. It was also true that they could not buy the wine. As for asking Tie Zheng to buy it, it was impossible. Yutang's Board of Military was probably worried about the price to purchase the Blood of the Hero in the future!
"Brother Yun, how much can you get? Name your price, I won't return a single coin! " A bearded man grabbed Yun Yang's shoulder and said impatiently, "I, Old Sun, want it all!"
The generals beside him scolded, "Sun, how can you be so shameless? Let's not talk about whether you can buy it or not. What are we going to do if you want it all? Are you asking for a beating? "
General Sun's face was flushed red, but he insisted on not backing down. "I'm talking about a deal here. We're willing to pay more. We have more people on our side. What's wrong with buying it all?"
The crowd scolded him, all of them indignant. "F * ck you! You have more people on your side? Who has less people on their side? Your father still has millions of soldiers on his side. You f * cking say you have more people? Is your country the only one that has money? What if we pay more for it all? "
General Sun was flushed, but he looked at Yun Yang. "Brother Yun, please be fair. I only have one thing to say. I won't bargain!"
Yun Yang coughed. "How should I put this? General, you're putting me on fire … If a pot of Blood of the Hero costs one thousand and five hundred silver taels, I can get a million pots. Do you really want all of them?"
General Sun was dumbfounded. He counted with his fingers for a long time but he could not figure out how much silver taels he should spend.
An old man beside him guffawed and said proudly, "Bastard, you can't even figure this out? Let this old man tell you! If he took all of them, it would be a hundred and fifty million taels of silver. Even if he sold himself, he wouldn't be able to afford it! A pig's nose with a spring onion stuck in it. You've ruined your appearance, haven't you?! "
"Pu!"
Han Sanhe spat and coughed violently, "Cough, cough, cough, cough …"
The others who were quick-witted also burst into laughter and praised in unison, "Good calculation!"
"I'm impressed!"
"If you can really buy it at this price, I'll buy it at double the price, as many as you have! If it's really not enough to pay the bill, I'll go back and let the whole army become bandits. Hahaha … "
In the crowd, a few people also laughed, but their laughter was very awkward. Obviously, they couldn't figure out how much the bill was worth. They raised their ten fingers and counted, scratching their ears and cheeks as they asked the people beside them in a low voice, "How much is the total of all the wine? Is it really that number? "
The youth dressed in black behind Han Sanhe could not help grinning as well, revealing a mouthful of white teeth that were neat and beautiful.
Yun Yang's eyes shone as he leaned over and asked, "Brother, what is your name? Why do you look so unfamiliar? "As he spoke, he was about to hug the youth's shoulder to show his affection.
The black-faced youth dodged it nimbly, his eyes filled with disgust as he said in a low voice, "I'm just a nobody, Young Marquis Yun need not take it to heart. We shall never meet again after today."
"How could that be? Let's not talk about it first. You're a guest, what do you mean by fate? We're fated to meet." Yun Yang had long known that this child was up to no good, so he wrapped an arm around him again. "Since we're fated to meet, how can we not be intimate?"
A hint of anger flashed in the youth's eyes as he dodged the person's groping hand again and said, "Young Marquis Yun, please conduct yourself with dignity."
Han Sanhe's gaze flickered as he stood in front of Yun Yang and laughed, "Young Marquis Yun is indeed resourceful, to be able to obtain such an exquisite brew like the Blood of the Hero. Needless to say, Dongxuan plans to purchase fifty thousand pots of the Blood of the Hero from Young Marquis Yun! Would Young Marquis Yun be willing to help? "
Unbeknownst to them, they had already diverted Yun Yang's movements by thousands of miles. The youth dressed in black took the opportunity to hide far behind, mumbling something that no one knew what he was saying.
However, it was definitely not something pleasant.
Yun Yang laughed and retracted his groping hand regretfully, saying, "Since Marshal Han has spoken, how can it not be done? Fifty thousand pots is no problem! You'll have to pay first. Seven hundred and fifty million silver taels, you'll have to give me half of it first. The goods will be delivered within three months. How about that? "
"Seven hundred and fifty million silver taels? How did you calculate that? Why don't you just go and die? "The youth dressed in black finally could not help but cry out.
Han Sanhe chuckled and said, "Alright, seventy-five million silver taels it is. I'll pass this sum to Young Marquis Yun later, not a single coin less."
Yun Yang scratched his head. "Hmm? Is it seventy-five million? Did I count wrongly? "He then began to count with his fingers as well.
Han Sanhe chuckled helplessly.
He could see that this guy was purely pretending to be confused.
What if he really did not know how to calculate? That would be the biggest joke in the world!
It had been a close call just now. If it had been someone else who was not clear-headed and agreed to it, there would have been endless trouble.
As the saying went, a man's word was like the wind. If Han Sanhe had made a mistake, this fellow before him would definitely go back on his word. We're indeed selling it at one thousand five hundred silver taels per pot, but we won't mind if you pay seven hundred and fifty million silver taels for fifty thousand pots. It's only reasonable for the seller to tip the seller when they're doing business. What's more, this was the price that Marshal Han Sanhe had agreed to personally in front of all the famed generals in the continent. Could Marshal Han's words have been nonsense?
Of course, he would not give the money to him, but his reputation would be ruined along with it.
"No matter how expensive this wine is, we still have to bring some back. Otherwise, won't we be blamed to death by our brothers when we return?" A general shook his head and sighed when he saw Han Sanhe starting to buy wine.
Yun Yang asked curiously, "Didn't General Tie prepare some for you? Didn't you make a request beforehand? "
Han Sanhe chuckled. "Young Marquis Yun is well-informed indeed. You know that we made a request beforehand."
Yun Yang laughed. "Why would Tie Zheng hide this from me? I'm his groomsman, I was there. Have you all forgotten? "
The group thought about it and agreed with him.
An old man pursed his lips and said, "A groomsman who can only reach the groom's stomach when he straightens his back. We've all seen it. You don't have to say it so gloriously. Young Marquis Yun, we'll remember your grace and glory forever. We won't dare forget it."
As he spoke, the group of unscrupulous fellows guffawed.
Yun Yang rolled his eyes and said, "I'm not bad, am I not? Unlike some of the two hundred of us. Forget the groom's stomach, he can't even reach the groom's buttocks. Isn't that right, some of you? "
As he spoke, he glanced at a tanned youth who was hiding at the back purposely to provoke them.
The youth's eyes were burning with anger. If he had not restrained himself, he would have charged out and fought Yun Yang to the death.
How did I end up being the victim of this conversation?
The group chided him jokingly, "Let's talk about the wine, let's talk about the wine."
One of them grumbled, "That Marshal Tie of yours is really stingy. He's only given a quota of twenty pots for each country. What can twenty pots do? If we really bring these twenty pots back, it'll be gone with just a sniff, not to mention drinking it … "
This sentence almost made everyone burst out laughing.
"I see. We have to buy it then! Not only do we have to buy it, we have to buy it in large quantities. Marshal Han has asked for fifty thousand pots, are there any other countries that want it? There won't be any left if we miss it. Those who want it, hurry up and open your mouth. There won't be another chance if we miss this one. "Yun Yang was starting to earn money.
It was no wonder that Yun Yang was so shameless as to buy the wine. He was really insanely poor now.
Yun Yang could be said to be poorer than Tie Zheng.
Both of them could be said to be brothers in the same boat, one poorer than the other.
However, Tie Zheng's debt did not need to be repaid and he still had the two million taels as a foundation. Yun Yang, on the other hand, still owed him jade money … Now that there were so many idiots from other countries here, it would be a waste not to take advantage of them.
Once he entered the city and came into contact with others, there would be nothing left for him to do.
Therefore, Yun Yang began to look for people to sign the documents. He had to make sure that this heaven-sent fortune was a reality.
Since Han Sanhe had asked for fifty thousand pots, the other countries would not be short of it. Each country had asked for fifty thousand pots. After Yun Yang had signed the documents, he began to collect the deposit.
It had to be said that he had collected half a carriage's worth of deposit.
Each country had collected twenty million silver taels worth of banknotes first. In the blink of an eye, eighty million silver taels had been pocketed by a certain someone.
Once the money was in his hands, Young Master Yun was grinning from ear to ear. "Please, please! Let's go to the Tower to Heaven Inn now. Everyone, please prepare yourselves. The Tower to Heaven Inn is a great place, but it's a little expensive. I can't afford it anyway … "
Now, even Han Sanhe was unwilling to speak to him.
We are guests, and as the host, you should receive us well. You are especially despicable. You've just received a huge sum of eighty million silver taels from us and it's gone in the blink of an eye. You even want us to pay for the accommodation out of our own pockets …
Who was this person? What kind of person was this?
Yun Yang talked and laughed as he walked. He was in high spirits and seemed to be enjoying himself.
However, he could clearly feel that there were at least thirty to forty gazes from the two hundred people following behind him. They were like sharp arrows that were trained on him.
Every gaze was filled with deep probing and contemplation.
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