Don't be afraid, fairy, I'm blind

Chapter 442: Currency Reform; Master's Kindness

Frost and snow were like blades, cutting through the dusk of Feicheng. In the gilded warm room on the top floor of Qianhua Pavilion, tea smoke was curling.

"Do you want to sell knives? Or swords?"

Venerable Qianhua shook his head lightly: "Sell them all."

These two short words surprised Venerable Qianlong. Although the fabric industry was extremely profitable, for most cultivators, a weapon that satisfied them was a necessity, and the profits from it were only higher than those from clothes.

But she didn't understand why the woman was shaking her head?

"It's like a mountain between two different industries. Qianhua Pavilion's current business is enough to make the Pavilion Master a lot of money. Why would you take such a big risk to cross the border?"

Venerable Qianlong's address to Venerable Qianhua has changed to Pavilion Master, because what she represents at this time is the real Qianhua Pavilion.

"Crossover?"

Reverend Qianhua chuckled, and she suddenly leaned forward, her legs crossed at the slit of her cheongsam like overlapping snow-capped mountains, but out of nowhere there appeared an identical sword on the table.

She was proving that she had the capability to mass-produce knives of this quality.

"Qianhua Pavilion originally made scissors, which can be considered a kind of knife. The knife-making craft has been passed down for thousands of years, and making clothes is a cross-border business."

Then she raised her jade arm like a magic trick, and there was a stack of talismans and an octagonal formation plate on the table, which looked of good quality.

"Cross-border business is common for Qianhua Pavilion. It is impossible for all the Pavilion Masters of Qianhua Pavilion to love the fabrics in their hands. The only reason they can become Pavilion Masters is because they can make Qianhua Pavilion more glorious.

"This array plate and talisman are among the best, but we have never tried to sell them. They are only used by our own people. But I can guarantee you that they are better than 90% of similar products on the market."

A look of deep complacency appeared on Reverend Qianhua's face, but it was not the kind of pride that was annoying.

You Su could see that she was really confident in everything produced by Qianhua Pavilion, although he also thought that those unique little toys were really good...

"The fangs that Qianhua Pavilion has hidden for a thousand years are finally going to be revealed in this generation of Pavilion Master?" Venerable Qianlong narrowed his deep eyes, secretly fearing the "capital" that Venerable Qianhua kept showing.

Who would have thought that Qianhua Pavilion's appetite accumulated over thousands of years was so huge that it was no longer satisfied with the clothing and silk business, but was trying to get involved in all basic industries related to practitioners.

"The time has come." Venerable Qianhua raised the corners of his lips, with a burning fire in his eyes.

"Pavilion Master, do you want me, Beiao, to be your first stepping stone to becoming the richest in the five continents? But if you have such ambitions, you should go to the more prosperous Zhongyuan and Nanyang continents to display them, instead of coming to Beiao where everyone has only a few spirit stones in their pockets. We can afford the knife you sell today, but we can't afford the talisman you sell tomorrow."

"Your Majesty is right. I am indeed trying to make money, but it is not as simple as cheating spirit stones out of people's pockets."

"You want to lend money?" You Su asked with a frown.

Venerable Qianhua was also startled, and looked at Yousu with resentment, as if he had been wronged:

"Your misunderstanding of me is too profound. Qianhua Pavilion would never do anything that would harm the heavens and the earth."

Changing the subject, she took out a piece of silk from her sleeve, wrapped it around You Su's hand and pressed it onto the hilt of the knife:
"I see your hands are thick with calluses, you must be a cultivator who practices weapons frequently. How many spirit stones do you think this knife can be sold for?"

Before You Su could answer, a piece of ice blade cut the thread connecting the man and woman into two pieces.

"The weapon is sharp, made of fire gold from Nanyang Continent; it contains flowing light, and was made by a blacksmith at least at the level of Huayu. These two points alone are enough to sell it for three hundred medium-grade spirit stones." Venerable Qianlong answered first, as if he didn't want You Su to have too much contact with this woman.

Venerable Qianhua was slightly annoyed by the woman's protective behavior, but he still applauded and praised: "Your Excellency's vision is really amazing. But what if I don't want the middle-grade spirit stone?"

Venerable Qianlong seemed to find this question a bit baffling. "The ratio of spirit stones is one to one hundred. Three high-grade spirit stones, or thirty thousand low-grade spirit stones are all fine. It all depends on what you want."

"Yes, but this is also the problem." Venerable Qianhua put out a low-grade spiritual stone and said, "Spiritual stones are natural minerals, and the grade is also divided by the amount of Xuanqi contained in them. Although this concentration is specially measured by the sacred mountain, it is still too broad. This is not obvious in the middle and high-grade spiritual stones, but the unevenness of the low-grade spiritual stones is really impossible to ignore.

"If we actually get these 30,000 low-grade spirit stones, the amount of profound energy in them will definitely not be as high as 3,000 medium-grade spirit stones, let alone three high-grade spirit stones. Therefore, merchants who sell valuable items are generally unwilling to accept low-grade spirit stones, and buyers will also try to take advantage of low-grade spirit stones. Just because of this shortcoming, my Qianhua Pavilion has to bear a large loss every year."

"The problem you mentioned has existed since ancient times, but how can spiritual stones, as natural minerals, guarantee uniformity of the profound qi within them? Compared to your profits, this is just a tiny loss. Is it necessary for Pavilion Master to keep worrying about it?"

"My Lord, you know that for a businessman, the most painful thing is not not making a lot of money, but making less money than she should have. This has been a pain for all businessmen in the world for a long time."

Venerable Qianlong was silent for a moment after hearing this. You Su read a lingering solemnity on her face. It was obvious that she was merely surprised when she learned about the profound background of Qianhua Pavilion just now.

She looked at the embroidered map of the Five Continents on the screen of the warm room and said in a surprisingly serious tone: "Your idea is a little too bold."

Venerable Qianhua was still smiling. She suddenly opened her arms, and her ambition was as bright as a wildfire:

"A person must be bold once in his life. The fundamental reason that prevents me from earning more coins is that spiritual stones are essentially consumables. What kind of money is this? Therefore, Wuzhou lacks a ruler - a ruler that can measure the value of all things."

"What do you want?"

"Using the spirit stone as an anchor, we will redefine the currency system of the Five Continents!" She finally expressed her greatest ambition, "Mining, smelting, circulation - everything about currency must be traceable! Only in this way can we clearly see the prosperity of the Five Continents!"

"We can maintain the status quo. Today, the five continents are much more prosperous than they were a thousand years ago." As a person in a high position, Venerable Qianlong naturally could not immediately agree to such a radical idea.

"No." You Su suddenly spoke up. The two top female fairies couldn't help but look at the 18-year-old boy. You Su seemed to be thinking about something and whispered, "The Five Continents could have been more prosperous."

Venerable Qianhua did not hide the surprise in his eyes, "It seems that you also have opinions, why not speak up boldly."

"Mortals don't use spirit stones, and cultivators only care about cultivating immortality, so no one has realized this problem for thousands of years, or even if they have realized it, they are too lazy to solve it. The confusion of currency values ​​will inevitably lead to bad money driving out good money. Everyone will keep the spirit stones with more profound energy in their pockets, and circulate the inferior spirit stones in the market, so that the spirit stones will become less and less valuable. The problem that Venerable Qianhua just mentioned reflects this phenomenon. The reason why it is not serious is that the mining of spirit stones has not yet reached its end. But high-quality spirit stones cannot continue to flow into the market." "Well said!" Venerable Qianhua's eyes lit up, and he suddenly leaned forward, as if he wanted to eat the young man in front of him, "The cultivators from Nanzhou used one hundred low-grade spirit stones to exchange for a piece of mermaid silk, thirty of which were as thin as dew. But they were justified and said that this was the 'market price'."

"Because the market price is a mystery." You Su looked into the puppy's eyes without avoiding any hesitation. "The farmer exchanged three carts of spiritual grain for a low-quality flying sword, but he didn't know that the flying sword was mixed with 70% scrap iron during smelting. When value loses its standard, the law of the jungle will devour the true creator."

The young man's clear voice touched her heart. This master not only satisfied her in the boudoir, but also understood and supported her in her career. In her eyes, this family relationship was no longer a condescension, but a rare treasure she had picked up.

Venerable Qianhua couldn't help but start rubbing her legs wrapped in pearl garters, her eyes burning behind the gold-wire lenses. Thanks to the black color of the cheongsam, even if the hem was wet, it would be difficult to tell.

Venerable Qianlong's fingers under his wide sleeves suddenly tightened, and he even forgot to stop the two people from exchanging glances. Instead, he thought of the hard work of the craftsmen in Beiao being squeezed into cheap decorations by unscrupulous businessmen, while the real parasites were drinking fine wine at the banquet on the sacred mountain.

The most fundamental problem of Beiaozhou is poverty, and the biggest problem is that the already limited resources are controlled by very few people.

Now that I think about it, it was the confusion over the currency that made this problem so big.

The gilded incense burner exploded with sparks, and this calculating woman immediately slammed the table and stood up, revealing her true ambition at this moment:
“Let the diligent earn huge profits and make the fraudsters nowhere to hide - this is the real business I pursue!”

You Su looked at her bright and beautiful face, and in a trance, he felt that he didn't know this woman. This woman who had engraved interests into her blood might have just wanted to optimize her "battlefield", but it was actually a great idea that could change the people's livelihood in the five continents.

Venerable Qianlong sighed and said quietly, "I now understand why you chose to start your ambition in Beiaozhou."

You Su tightened the cold and tender hand in his hand, "Beiaozhou, which still likes to barter, seems primitive, but it actually has hidden vitality. When the value of spirit stones is no longer affected by the vague concentration of Xuanqi, the new currency system can also be more effective."

When Venerable Qianhua saw that his master, who had always defended others, spoke up for him for the first time, he felt that the anger he had just suppressed burned even more fiercely, and he couldn't wait to "renew his past relationship" with You Su.

But before that, she needed to get rid of this troublesome woman, so she directly revealed her last chip.

She flicked the sword's spine with her fingers, and a radiance fell from the tremor that sounded like a dragon's roar. "The Bei'ao Exorcist Division is still using a standard magical weapon from three hundred years ago to fight against evil spirits. Your Excellency, don't you feel bad for them?"

This sentence awakened Venerable Qianlong who was in deep thought, and Venerable Qianhua took advantage of the victory and pursued:

"The sword, the talisman array, these four items are the sincerity of my Qianhua Pavilion, until the Bei'ao Exorcism Division is completely renewed. And all the Bei'ao monks who participated in the suppression of the rebellion can purchase these four items from my Qianhua Pavilion at cost price. The Qianhua Pavilion can also provide the rewards for free after the successful suppression of the rebellion. My Qianhua Pavilion has never done such a loss-making business. We have set a precedent for thousands of years, just for a nod from the Lord."

Venerable Qianlong frowned, "You only mentioned the new currency, but didn't say what the old currency would be replaced with. How can I nod my head?"

Venerable Qianhua had expected this. "The snowstorms on the Arctic snowfields are getting more severe every year, and now it is almost impossible to pass through. Others don't know the reason, but the Venerable Master must know what is buried there."

You Su saw Venerable Qianlong's eyelashes trembling slightly, as if he was very surprised. Then she sighed and said, "Those 'stones' that are piling up more and more are very suitable for making coins... I'm afraid you have spent a lot of effort to convince me, right?"

"Everything is worth it."

As a shrewd businessman, Venerable Qianhua naturally understands that temporary losses are for greater profits.

And the Lord of Bei'ao, who has been aloof for hundreds of years, is now tightly grasping the jade pendant with dragon pattern on his waist, as if he is holding the last piece of glacier that is about to melt.

"If I have any regrets, I will immediately stop all your plans."

"Of course." Venerable Qianhua has already seen the hope of success.

"I have one more condition to add." Venerable Qianlong suddenly raised his eyes, the broken ice in his eyes condensed into indestructible stars, "If we succeed, the tax revenue of Qianhua Pavilion must be increased to 20% of the surplus, and it must be used to build Bei'ao - teach children to read, teach women to weave and farm, and save the suffering people."

Venerable Qianhua was stunned, and his gold-rimmed glasses slipped slightly off his nose. "My lord, are you afraid that raising a tiger will cause trouble?"

Venerable Qianlong said nothing, just assent.

This shrewd businessman took a step and walked around to the opposite side of the coffee table. She breathed in the cool fragrance of jasmine past You Su's ears:

"Your master's bargaining skills are much more skillful than your belt-untying skills."

The black ice dragon armor instantly covered You Su's body. Venerable Qianlong lifted the boy up by the collar with astonishing force, as if he wanted to save him from danger:
"Tonight at midnight, I want to see the first batch of swords on the city wall."

The black and gold cheongsam was like a poisonous butterfly folding its wings. Venerable Qianhua leaned against the screen and smiled softly:

"Your disciple's business knowledge is far beyond that of his peers. I just feel that we met too late. My Lord, you might as well keep him. This time, I really just want to chat with him and teach him all my knowledge. My Lord, you don't want your disciple's business talent to be buried, right?"

Before he finished speaking, Venerable Qianlong had already dragged You Su's hand to the door. Nine ice spikes drove into the three inches in front of her feet, and the cold air froze the carpet into a spider web.

"Don't worry, Your Excellency. He won't be buried."

Of course, she would not believe this woman's lies about teaching her everything she knew, she was afraid that it was You Su who was teaching her everything he knew.

Then she pulled You Su away without saying anything, and You Su realized at this moment that his hand had been held by the woman since the negotiations officially began.

Venerable Qianhua was both happy and angry, looking at You Su's back as he was dragged away by the woman like a resentful woman.

You Su looked back and saw the black and gold figure in the warm light on the top floor of Qianhua Pavilion slowly taking off the only pearl garter left from his ankles.

A sky full of stars was reflected on her gold-rimmed glasses - that was the look in the eyes of a businessman measuring the world.

This reminded him that the other one was still serving as his makeshift scabbard.

(End of this chapter)