Chapter One Thousand Seven Hundred and Nine: Really a Noble?
He doesn't mind being embarrassed when he comes out.
Perhaps, the other party cannot understand what embarrassment is.
Han Du and others walked into the house under the guidance of Babuha.
I saw an old man with a thin face wrapped in strips of cloth on his head, sitting on a large bed. Five young maids, scantily clad, were squeezing his shoulders and legs, and serving him fruits.
These strips of cloth formed a spiraling spire above his head, somewhat similar to the building spires here.
After the old man saw everyone, he slowly waved his hand to stop the maid who continued to serve him some fruit, and slowly sat up straight.
When the other maids saw him, they stopped what they were doing, bowed to the old man and left.
Babuha followed the maid and left in a wise manner. Only the guards, Han Du and others standing behind the old man were left in the room.
"I heard that you have ten thousand guan of treasure? Tell me, what do you want?"
Although the voice is soft, it has an undeniable and irresistible power. This kind of power can only be possessed by a superior person, which is enough to prove that the person in front of him is indeed a big shot.
If someone like Babuha were here, they would definitely be shocked into silence.
But Yu Qian didn't feel anything about it at all. Although this momentum was strong, it was far from the teacher. He stayed with the teacher all day long and had long been indifferent to such momentum.
Even Hader's performance was very impressive, and he was just stunned for a moment before recovering. In comparison, he had personally witnessed the Ming Navy's tens of thousands of artillery fire, so he was not so easily frightened.
The reactions of Yu Qian and Hader were naturally seen in this man's eyes. Not only was he not angry, but he felt that these people had really brought treasure money from the Ming Dynasty.
Yu Qian was not polite at all. He put his right hand on his chest and bowed slightly, and said directly, "We want the Uzi sword, the real Uzi sword."
After hearing Harder's request, this person was very surprised.
The Uzi Sword may be a rare treasure for ordinary people. But for a high-ranking and powerful man like him, it is also very common.
In this case, the man agreed to Yu Qian's request without hesitation and asked, "Then exchange fifty gold notes for a Uzi sword. How much do you want to exchange?"
"How many do you have?" Yu Qian asked back.
The man was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed unexpectedly, "Don't you think you have more than 10,000 guan of treasure?"
"Of course." Yu Qian stopped being secretive.
"Okay." The big man stood up happily, "How many treasures do you have?"
"One hundred thousand strings." Yu Qian said
The big man was very happy and immediately shouted outside, "Here comes someone."
A servant walked in quickly, hunched over.
"Go to the treasure house and take out all the Uzi swords."
After saying that, he took out a written order and gave it to the servant, "Go to the other nobles and collect two thousand Uzi swords for me."
"Yes." The servant went out with the warrant.
The nobleman laughed loudly and said, "Come here, prepare a banquet. I want to entertain distinguished guests from the Ming Dynasty who have come from afar."
Since the other party had gone so far, Yu Qian immediately asked Lan Chun to go back and bring all the treasures to facilitate the transaction.
Under the noble's warm invitation, Han Du and others enjoyed a sumptuous lunch.
Although most of the food here is not very good, the roasted camel is still good, at least Han Du likes it very much.
From the beginning to the end, Han Du regarded the roasted camel as his only goal and feasted on it.
When the nobleman saw the treasure banknotes packed in several large boxes, his face showed an expression of extreme obsession.
I saw him pick up a stack of treasure notes, put it under his big nose, took a deep breath, and then showed a very satisfied expression, "Yes, that's right, this is the intoxicating smell."
Han Du looked at the other person with a strange expression, wondering why both Babuha and him liked the smell of treasure notes.
Does this smell really that good?
Han Du shook his head slightly. He would not smell it anyway. This was because when he was making the treasure banknotes, Han Du had someone add horse urine into it to balance the acid-base balance of the ink.
The noble waved his hand, and the servants used the carriage to pull in large boxes, in which were neatly placed the ornately decorated Uzi swords.
One hand paid the money and the other hand delivered the goods, and then the two parties began to inspect the goods in this square as if they had a tacit understanding.
Dozens of servants on the noble side picked up the treasure bills one after another and pointed them at the sun in the sky. Under the strong light, a majestic and solemn emperor's head appeared inside the treasure bills.
Han Du also had a piece of silk in his hand, wiping it on the spine of the knife and carefully observing the changes in the pattern against the sunlight.
It took more than an hour for the two sides to fully make a clear statement.
The originally agreed upon price of fifty guans per piece was one-third cheaper than what Han Du paid for it from an old knifemaker.
Even so, the noble finally gave away dozens of Uzi swords.
After returning to Hade's manor with the sword in hand, Yu Qian found Han Du with some worry.
Chapter completed!