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# 164
Taejonbirok Volume 7 Episode 14
Chapter 45: Lazy Man, Doing Business (3)
Luoyang has been famous as the capital of many dynasties since ancient times. However, because it was burned down and rebuilt countless times, not much of the old dynasties remain.
And as time passed and the center of the country moved to Beijing, it was treated as just an old city with splendid glory.
However, the current Luoyang has regained some of its former prestige. This is because the largest martial arts association in Jianghu, the Chongtian Zhengwumeng (崇天正武盟), has established itself in Luoyang.
In the past, there were associations of those who called themselves righteous, but unlike the nominal organizations of the past that only had a name, the Sungchun Jeongmu Alliance was a true and powerful association of righteousness in history, possessing its own power.
Naturally, the hall of the Sungcheon Jeongmu Alliance grew taller and taller, and now it has become a landmark of Luoyang, with only the old ruins remaining.
The main gate of the Sungchun Jeongmu Alliance was always crowded with people who stopped by for business and those who wanted to see the Jeongmu Alliance with their own eyes while they were alive.
A strange scene was unfolding at the main gate of the Sungcheon Jeongmu Alliance.
“……What is that?”
Jongcheonsu, who supplies food to Jeongmu Alliance, tilted his head as he looked at the large tent being set up in front of Jeongmu Alliance.
You might think that the main gate of the Jeongmu Alliance would naturally be filled with numerous shops targeting visitors to the Jeongmu Alliance, but the Jeongmu Alliance purchased all the surrounding land and built a road under the principle that it would be against the dignity of the organization. Thanks to this, the main gate of the Jeongmu Alliance has become a square that can be seen as desolate.
At first, those who opposed this measure, calling it a waste of money, began to accept it as a necessary measure as the number of people visiting the political alliance increased.
however…….
In the middle of that large square, a huge tent was being erected.
'There's no way Jeongmu-maeng would leave that alone… … .'
In the meantime, there have been more than one or two attempts to set up a stall in front of the Jeongmu Alliance.
But all of those attempts were met with dismay by the political faction's false witnesses.
Jongcheonsu, who judged that the same thing would happen this time, looked towards the main gate, but strangely, the guards showed no intention of moving even as they watched the tent being set up.
“Huh?”
As Jongcheonsu turned his head, sensing that things were going strangely, a banner began to hang in front of a large tent.
Jongcheonsu's eyes began to vibrate as if he had been struck by lightning when he saw the words written on the banner.
The best sword emperor treasure of all time is on sale.
“That, that!”
You really are good at saying such crazy things!
Jongcheonsu turned his head and looked at the guards with anticipation, thinking that this time the guards would finally tear down that crazy tent in one fell swoop.
But this time, the monks just had a sullen expression on their faces and didn't try to stop the tent from being set up.
“……What is going on?”
Jongcheonsu, who had no idea what was going on, saw a second banner hanging.
Guarantee of the authenticity of the Sungcheonjeongmu Alliance.
Jongcheonsu's mouth fell open.
Despite such crazy words being posted, the priests did not try to stop it at all, but just laughed among themselves with faces like they were wondering what to eat for dinner tonight.
“Go, stay still.”
So then what I'm saying now is true?
Even the most crazy person would not commit fraud at the main gate of the Political Alliance by claiming that the Political Alliance guaranteed something that the Political Alliance did not guarantee.
And if the talks with the political alliance hadn't been arranged in advance, the secret agents wouldn't have stayed still after seeing that.
"then?"
Are you sure that's true?
There's a Geomhwangjibo there right now, and are you selling it?
Jongcheonsu put down the cart's handle with a look of fascination on his face.
Rattling.
The cart tilted to the ground, but Jongcheonsu didn't even think about grabbing the cart again. He just got off the cart with a blank expression and walked towards the tent.
But before he could even get close to the tent, Jongcheonsu saw another small tent being erected next to the large tent.
Galaxy Battlefield Luoyang Branch Office.
“……What is this?”
A very, very money-hungry rat-faced man was setting up his tent, giggling.
“It’s the god of wealth! The god of wealth has descended!”
A man pitching a tent while muttering incomprehensible words.
Jongcheonsu quickly turned his head with a strange feeling of discomfort. Then, he began to see under the tent.
In the middle of the tent was a huge bed. I wondered why they needed a bed like that here, but that wasn't the point. And below, at intervals of one pyeong, there were writing brushes, ink, and mats.
“What are you trying to do?”
Jongcheonsu's doubts were quickly resolved.
One of the people who had been laying out the mats saw Jongcheonsu sticking his head inside the tent, and approached him with a friendly smile and spoke to him.
“Welcome, sir!”
“…….”
Jongcheonsu felt a bit bewildered, but he thought it was a good time and started asking questions about this and that.
“What on earth is this place?”
“Haven’t you seen the banner? This is the place where the best swordsman of all time, the swordsman Yu Jin, is being transcribed.”
“Really?”
“Yes, that’s right. We can’t guarantee that it’s the Emperor’s secret stele. However, it is the stele that was excavated from the Emperor’s secret stele cave in Nasan.”
“Oh, really?”
As the man began to explain, people began to crowd behind Jongcheonsu.
“Aren’t you from the Galaxy Battlefield?”
When those who discovered the character 'Silver' engraved on the man's clothes asked, the man answered with a smile.
“Yes. The non-essential stock that you are selling right now is our customer, so we are providing special support.”
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Of course, the reason they came out was to increase the number of customers receiving loans through smooth sales, but there was no need to explain all that in detail.
“If you are selling emergency supplies, what are these writing brushes, ink, and mats?”
“Can I buy you an emergency kit?”
“…….”
Jongcheonsu couldn't answer.
If they really had the secret recipe from the Geomhwangbidong, I couldn't imagine how much it would cost. It would be hard to buy even for a thousand gold coins, let alone ten thousand.
“The Lord of Emergency does not want emergency funds to go to one person with a lot of money. He is a gentleman of this era who believes that if there is something good, it should be shared.”
“Ohhh!”
It was the moment when the lazy person representing the era transformed into a gentleman.
“So, instead of selling this secret to just one person for a large sum of money, the emergency supply owner decided to divide the money among many people and have them work hard.”
“Uh, how much is it?”
The man answered with a sly smile.
“It’s only three gold coins.”
When they heard the words “three nyang of gold coins,” the faces of the people all turned pale.
In most places, if you have three nyang of gold coins, you will be considered rich. But they only let you do the writing if you pay that amount.
“Of course, you may think this amount is excessive. But you should know this. There was even someone who offered ten thousand nyang in gold in exchange for the original.”
“Oh, ten thousand nyang!”
Ten thousand nyang in gold? It was a sum that was hard to fathom.
“Three nyangs of gold is certainly a lot of money. But being able to transcribe ten thousand nyangs for three nyangs is an incredible feat. Isn’t it?”
Everyone nodded.
It was a huge gain to be able to get something worth ten thousand nyang for three nyang.
“So please think carefully. We won’t force you or solicit you. This is because there is no need for that. However, for those who want to try the opportunity even though they don’t have the three nyang right now, we will lend you three nyang depending on the conditions…….”
As the man turned his head, Huang Zhong, who had already completed the tent and stand, nodded toward them with a friendly smile.
“We are offering all of this on exceptional terms. So if you are thinking of making a donation, please come inside.”
Everyone nodded, but no one stepped forward.
People tend to be suspicious of things they see for the first time or things that are too good to be true. In addition, three gold coins is a large sum that most people would not be able to save even if they worked without spending a single penny for more than ten years.
That's why no one can step forward and say, "I'll do it first."
At that moment, the rear started to make a noise.
“Get out of the way!”
“Come out! I have something to do inside, so come out!”
The people turned their heads at the noise coming from behind them. At a glance, they could see that a group of people who looked the same were approaching the tent at the same time.
'Oh, it's a scam!'
Jongcheonsu had that feeling.
Well then, this kind of thing happens… … .
But before his thoughts could even finish, the man in front lost his temper.
“I didn’t say it would take this long!”
“I’m sorry. It took longer than expected to prepare…….”
“Okay, hurry up and give me the emergency supplies! Those who copied first should have already started their training! I don’t want to waste time! I paid that much money, and now you’re telling me to wait two days without any plan!”
“Come this way!”
Those who looked fierce went inside and started to complain. Those who approached the beds in the center each took a book from the clerk, took the book out of their arms, sat down, and began to write.
“Hey, what if I don’t have a desk and a chair?”
“Let me explain.”
“Hey! I have to write quickly and go!”
As the unmanned personnel entered and began to transcribe, the people's eyes changed.
A whisper was heard in Jongcheon-ri's ear.
“That person… isn’t that Yang Jian of Shanxi Formless Fist?”
“There is also a divine talent named Sim Woo!”
“Oh, it must be real!”
Those who saw the sight of famous martial artists from the world of martial arts gathered together and working hard changed their eyes.
“Uh, how much?”
“It’s three nyang.”
It was one more nyang than before, but they didn't know that. They all started making a lot of noise.
The opportunity to obtain the Emperor's secret recipe for three nyang of gold might not come again if not now.
“Can I just bring three nyang now?”
“They give loans to people who don’t have money? Where can I get one?”
“Don’t push! I told you not to push!”
“Take my money!”
People started to flock to the tent, and those who saw the sight began to flock back toward the tent to see what was happening.
Wi Yeon-ho, who was watching the scene from the top of the Jeongmu Alliance's ramparts, whistled.
“It’s just beginning.”
It was the moment when the Luoyang Sword and Blood Sales Office, which would make Wei Yanhuo a millionaire, opened its doors.