"But they are already chasing away the passersby. Can you tolerate that?"
Wei Hao widened his eyes. He couldn't tolerate it any longer. It was one thing to scold others, but what was with chasing away the passersby? The reason why Wang Chong hung the sword above the Bluephoenix Pavilion was to attract the attention of the passersby.
If the passersby were to be chased away, who would come to buy the sword?
Wouldn't Wang Chong's plan be foiled?
"You said it yourself. They are passersby, and they are only here to take a look. Do you think that they will come to buy the sword? "
Wang Chong asked.
"This …"
Wei Hao was at a loss for words.
"Don't worry, it's nothing much. I have a plan in mind. "
Wang Chong patted Wei Hao's shoulders and smiled. He didn't think much of the actions of the great swordsmithing clans. If the WuZi Steel sword were to be sold at the price he expected, it was impossible for the great swordsmithing clans to not react.
Wang Chong had already expected this.
Shifting his body, Wang Chong changed to a more comfortable posture. This way, he could see more clearly.
"Un?"
Suddenly, Wang Chong's eyes twitched.
"What's wrong?"
Wei Hao asked.
"I just saw two familiar faces."
Wang Chong smiled as he stared into the distance. Through the crowd on the street, Wang Chong saw Zhang Cong and Zhang Jian from the Zhang Clan. Since the matter at the Bluephoenix Pavilion had alarmed the Cheng Clan, Huang Clan, and Lu Clan, it was impossible for the Zhang Clan to be unaware.
Just that, Wang Chong didn't expect to see two familiar faces, Zhang Cong and Zhang Jian.
"Familiar faces? Do you want to meet them then? "
Wei Hao asked.
"There's no need for that. We'll meet when the time comes."
Now wasn't the time for him to meet Zhang Cong and Zhang Jian. Before they noticed him, Wang Chong pushed his teacup away and pulled Wei Hao away.
…
"What's going on? Why is he here? "
Unbeknownst to Wang Chong, when he was about to leave, Zhang Cong and Zhang Jian had noticed him as well.
Standing in the crowd, the two of them were equally astonished.
Although Wang Chong walked very quickly, the two of them had a very deep impression of the youngest son of the Wang family. In particular, the words he said in front of them that day had left a very deep impression on them.
Therefore, even though it was just a quick glance, the two of them quickly recognized Wang Chong among the many diners upstairs.
When they first received the news, they only heard that someone was selling swords in the Bluebottle Pavilion. They didn't expect to see Wang Chong here.
This was something that the two of them had never heard of before!
"Don't tell me he's selling swords here?"
Zhang Jian subconsciously blurted out.
"Impossible!"
Zhang Cong blurted out without any hesitation. The moment he said it, he felt that it was a little inappropriate. He tried to cover it up, but the more he tried to cover it up, the more obvious he was.
"I mean, maybe it's just a coincidence. He's just here to drink tea."
"Yes."
Zhang Jian replied. Surprisingly, he didn't say anything else.
Both of them took large strides towards the Cheng, Huang, and Lu Families to greet them.
"Zhang Cong, Zhang Jian, you're here."
Upon seeing the two of them, the people from the three clans who were acquainted with them immediately walked forward to welcome them:
"It's just a fellow who came from nowhere trying to please the crowd. Tell your clan head not to pay him any heed. You can return now! "
"I see!"
After asking the three clans about the details of the matter, the two of them heaved a long sigh of relief. "We'll report this matter to our clan head."
Even though they said so, for some reason, the two of them were in a daze. Almost simultaneously, they thought of Wang Chong, who had appeared on the second floor of the Bluebottle Pavilion.
Wang Chong's appearance made the two of them feel uneasy.
"I hope that it isn't what I think it is! … "
With such thoughts in mind, the two of them quickly turned around and left. No one noticed that a leader of the Imperial Army was standing in the crowd in front of the gate tower. He was stroking the stubble on his chin as he looked at the sword hanging in front of the gate tower with an amused expression.
… …
After the ruckus caused by the three great swordsmithing clans, the entrance of the Bluebottle Pavilion was completely deserted. In the view of the few great clans, this matter had come to an end.
However, what no one expected was that after a day of peace, the Bluebottle Pavilion caused an even bigger commotion on the second day, attracting the attention of many people once more.
1200 gold taels!
This was the latest price of the sword in the Bluebottle Pavilion!
Compared to the first day, the price had doubled! Furthermore, the owner of the sword even released a statement through the Bluebottle Pavilion:
The sword on the pavilion would only be sold for two hours a day. After two hours, even if one wanted to buy it, it would not be sold! Furthermore, no one was allowed to look or touch it!
"1200 gold taels? Is he insane? "
In the Cheng Clan's residence in the capital, an elder's eyes widened when he heard the price, as though they were about to pop out of their sockets.
"Who does that bastard think he is? How could he dare to sell a sword for 1200 gold taels? Furthermore, it's gold! Even our Cheng Clan doesn't dare to sell it at such a high price! Who does he think he is? Does he think that the people in the capital are fools? What is the Bluebottle Pavilion thinking, to allow him to cause such a ruckus? "
He was present at the Bluebottle Pavilion yesterday. Even if he wanted to please the crowd, there should be a limit to it! What he couldn't understand the most was the Bluebottle Pavilion. In the capital, the Bluebottle Pavilion was quite influential. To allow someone to cause such a ruckus, how was he going to continue doing business in the future?
"How is it? Is there any news on the matter I asked you to look into?"
The elder of the Cheng Clan, Cheng Youqing, put down the letter in his hands. Pausing for a moment, he turned to the disciple who delivered the letter and asked.
"Reporting to elder, I've looked into it. It's said that the one who sold the sword is a friend of the boss of the Bluebottle Pavilion. It's hard to let go of an old friendship, so he put it up for sale there. What should we do? Elder, they're ruining our business. Should we take a look or warn them? "
The Cheng Clan disciple asked.
"Preposterous!"
The elder of the Cheng Clan, Cheng Youqing, glared at him and reprimanded:
"Do we have to follow a child's ruckus as well? How can this be! A sword that costs 1200 gold taels, do you think that he will be able to sell it? Let him cause a ruckus for a while, and after a period of time, he will calm down. "
"Yes, elder!"
The disciple who spoke hurriedly lowered his head in fear. He didn't say anything else.
…
No one would spend 1200 taels of gold to buy a weapon without knowing the ins and outs of the weapon. This price was far beyond the market!
Any normal person would never buy it!
As long as no one went to buy it, this matter would naturally turn into a farce and be left unsettled.
This was the attitude of the Cheng, Huang, and Lu Great Swordsmithing Clans.
To them, the matter at the Bluebottle Pavilion was just a storm caused by a nobody. It wasn't worth their attention, and it wasn't worth making a huge fuss over. After all, they had their own standing.
However, in the capital, the atmosphere in another clan was completely different.
"How is it? Have you investigated it?"
At the same time, in the inner residence of the Zhang Clan, Zhang Cong and Zhang Jian had a grim expression on their faces. The atmosphere was completely different from the other clans.
"I've investigated it. The Bluebottle Pavilion is a business of the Duke of Wei Residence. It seems that the gongzi of the Duke of Wei specially requested the shopkeeper to hang the sword at the pavilion. "
The Zhang Clan disciple bowed and clasped his hands respectfully.
"The gongzi of the Duke of Wei? Do you know which gongzi it is? "
Zhang Jian's expression tensed up and he hurriedly asked.
"It seems to be gongzi Wei Hao."
The Zhang Clan disciple replied.
Weng!
Upon hearing this name, Zhang Cong and Zhang Jian stared at one another, and their faces changed.
"You can leave first."
Zhang Jian waved his hands. After the Zhang Clan disciple left, the duo stared at one another. The atmosphere froze, and no one spoke.
"This isn't good! Isn't that Wei Hao the one who is close to Wang Chong? "
In the end, Zhang Cong was the first to speak. He frowned worriedly. Due to the issue with the Hyderabad ores, they had been paying close attention to Wang Chong. Naturally, they were also paying attention to the people around him.
Wei Hao was one of them.
Regarding the Hyderabad ores, the duo didn't believe that the Wang Clan was intending to dabble in the blacksmithing industry and purchase the Hyderabad ores.
The Wang Clan didn't have any experience in this aspect. From the bottom of their hearts, they didn't believe that Wang Chong was serious. Thus, they didn't think too much of it.
However, if the one who sent the sword at the Bluebottle Pavilion was Wang Chong, then everything would be different.
It didn't matter if Wang Chong could succeed or not. No matter how absurd his actions were, he had actually done it and even forged a sword. Just this unexpected turn of events was enough to make the two of them uneasy, even panicked.
No one liked variables. Without a doubt, the Hyderabad ores were already showing signs of unease.
"This matter isn't looking good. He can't really be forging a sword, right? "
Zhang Jian felt uneasy as well.
"No matter what, we have to be cautious. Even though I don't believe that a child could be so formidable, the matter regarding the Hyderabad ores is of great importance to us. We should quickly report this matter to the clan head! "
The two of them quickly stood up and hurried into the room.
…
1200 gold taels!
To an ordinary person in the Central Plains, this was a huge sum of money that they wouldn't be able to spend even after several lifetimes. Yet, this was only the price of a sword!
Just when many people thought that this was an unattainable 'high price', the actions of the Bluebottle Pavilion on the third day refreshed everyone's understanding of the world:
2400 gold taels!
This was the latest price at the entrance of the Bluebottle Pavilion.
The person at the entrance of the Bluebottle Pavilion seemed to be determined to shock everyone with his words. In his heart, there didn't seem to be any concept of price. When this latest price was announced, the entire weapon market in the capital burst into an uproar.
Regardless of who the person at the entrance of the Bluebottle Pavilion was, even if it was a prank, his actions had successfully attracted everyone's attention!
2400 gold taels. Of the thousands of sword shops and smiths in the capital, there wasn't a single one who dared to offer such a sky-high price! Yet, this unknown owner of the Bluebottle Pavilion managed to do what others didn't dare to do.
Not only so, on the first day, 600 gold taels!
On the second day, 1200 gold taels!
On the third day, 2400 gold taels!
Many people could tell that the person at the entrance of the Bluebottle Pavilion wasn't just raising the price. His price had risen by an entire fold from the previous day!
How daring must he be to do such a thing?
"Lunatic, this fellow is truly a lunatic!"
"Isn't that right? What kind of sword can be worth 2400 gold taels for a sword to be worth such a price? Anyone who isn't a lunatic would be able to do such a thing. "
"More importantly, he isn't even allowed to look or touch it. Who in the world would sell a sword like that? "
"Otherwise, why would I say that he's a lunatic?"
…
Outside the Bluebottle Pavilion, the crowd was laughing and pointing at the commotion. In any case, it was free to watch the commotion. Furthermore, the Bluebottle Pavilion was even giving out delicious pastries to the crowd!
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