Wandering Sword Seller's Life in the Qin Dynasty

Using his sword, even a low-level swordsman, can increase Xu Qing's strength.

If the sword becomes famous among the upper class, it will further increase Xu Qing's reputation.

Of course, because the target audience is different, the style of the sword is also different.

A swordsman's sword is for killing power.

The swords of nobles, on the other hand, are designed for elegance and brilliance.

After all, it concerns their status and prestige.

Chapter 56 Your face is etched with stories!

"A fine sword!"

"What a fine sword!"

If one didn't know that Situ Wanli was evaluating these swords, his words would sound like an insult.

However, Situ Wanli gave these swords extremely high praise.

Sharpness and lethality are secondary.

Most importantly, they're good-looking.

As a true businessman, Situ Wanli only cared about whether his goods could capture the buyer's eye and empty their pockets. The more rare and valuable the goods, the more dazzling and beautiful they were, the more they could create a stir on the auction stage, ultimately turning into heavy gold coins in his coffers.

While the auction house is certainly elegant, it is ultimately a private game for a select few to keep their treasures hidden away. How can it compare to the extravagance of the wealthy and powerful gathering at the auction house, where they spend lavishly? The commission extracted from the frenzied bidding triggered by a rare and precious item far exceeds the meager profits from ten auction houses.

If this rare treasure was originally his work... Situ Wanli narrowed his eyes, as if he could already hear the pleasant sound of gold coins clinking.

"Don't worry, Mr. Xu." His smile was as bright as a chrysanthemum, open and honest in his business acumen. "These swords will surely shine brightly in my Qianlong Hall, winning the hearts of nobles from Korea and even those who have come from afar."

"I have always admired Mr. Situ's methods." Xu Qing gave a slight bow, his tone as gentle as ever.

“But this profit sharing…” Situ Wanli rubbed his well-maintained fingers, his voice extremely low, like a viper spitting its tongue.

Xia Kui's friends are friends, and business is business.

Money and loyalty were clearly distinct in his mind.

In the original story, he and Zhu Jia were old friends for many years, but at the crucial moment, he still betrayed them without hesitation.

Simply because Tian Yan promised him great benefits.

As long as the benefits are there, friends are easy targets for betrayal.

There is absolutely no reason to feel guilty.

Xu Qing understood this person's true nature and had already made a plan.

"Since we are friends, how about giving Mr. Situ a 20% commission?"

Situ Wanli's eyes flashed with a sharp light! Two percent! In the past, Qianlong Hall only took half a percent as commission, and it was already making a fortune. If all these swords were sold, two percent commission... He could almost feel the cold, sharp edges of the gold ingots.

"Mr. Xu...so generous!" He gave a thumbs-up, his smile almost overflowing his round face.

Xu Qing smiled slightly and added another note.

“After the matter is accomplished, I will not need cash for my eight-tenths. I will only trouble Mr. Situ to use the exchange rate to search for rare and exotic minerals and materials all over the world for me.” He paused, looking at the other party’s suddenly bright eyes, “The difference in price will serve as your travel expenses.”

Situ Wanli's wrinkles smoothed out, and when he looked at Xu Qing again, he felt that the person in front of him was too handsome and too pleasing to the eye.

This isn't a customer; it's clearly the God of Wealth himself visiting!

As for Xu Qing, he didn't mind letting Situ Wanli make money. After all, while money was useful to him, it wasn't as useful as he had imagined. What he needed more were the precious minerals for forging swords.

I had these kinds of thoughts in mind when I chose to join Luo Wang.

Unfortunately, his superior was Jing Ni.

Jing Ni didn't know what had happened, but after that meeting in Qi, Xu Qing lost contact with Luo Wang.

The people in the Net never approached him on their own initiative, nor did they assign him any tasks.

Naturally, Xu Qing, who had already gained some benefits from Luo Wang, would not take the initiative to seek them out.

Of course, deep down, he was still quite curious about what Jing Ni was up to and how she was doing.

Unfortunately, there were no telephones or similar devices in this era.

In the vast sea of ​​people, contacting Jingni is no easy task.

The Luowang network has now been severed.

Xu Qing naturally had to seek other routes to help him collect minerals.

After his swordsmith level reached the third tier, he was itching to get his hands dirty and eager to make a big splash.

Situ Wanli might be a good partner.

Inside this Hidden Dragon Hall.

Xu Qing and Situ Wanli had a very pleasant conversation.

They talked a lot about cooperation.

At the same time, a "contract" was signed. Of course, whether this thing is useful or not is a matter of opinion. After all, expecting a merchant to keep his word is a joke, not to mention that Situ Wanli has a history of betrayal in the original work.

……

We left Qianlong Hall by horse-drawn carriage.

Xu Qing had little interest in the Yibao Conference to be held here tomorrow.

Although he was curious whether Jing Ke would be involved, none of the "rare treasures" at the exchange meeting interested him.

So, I'm too lazy to join in the fun.

Let's just hand the stage over to Zi Nu and Han Fei.

They returned to Xinzheng City.

As dusk fell.

There was no curfew in Xinzheng City at night, and it was bustling with activity. Xu Qing was naturally looking for some fun.

When he was in Handan, his original intention was simply to go to a big city to broaden his horizons.

However, because of Guo Kai, the trip was not actually very enjoyable.

After forging the sword for Guo Kai, although he occasionally strolled around Handan City, the people following Guo Kai were always watching him secretly, which naturally made him very uncomfortable.

Xinzheng today.

With Han Fei's return to his country, it signifies that the curtain has slowly been raised.

Before long, various forces will take turns appearing, and things will become chaotic.

Therefore, it's best to take advantage of this last period of tranquility and have some fun.

Xu Qing was certainly interested in places of pleasure and romance, but having visited Zilan Pavilion just yesterday, he decided not to go today.

He strolled around the city casually.

Finally, following the sounds of string and bamboo instruments and gongs, he stepped into a brightly lit theater in the north of the city.

This place is a den of iniquity for wealthy women and refined ladies in Xinzheng.

On stage, several actors were performing an ancient Nuo opera. Their faces were covered by hideous painted masks, and their movements were exaggerated and archaic, carrying a solemnity like a sacrifice and an absurd humor. The noble ladies surrounded by jewels in the audience watched with rapt attention.

Xu Qing chose a quiet corner to sit down and quietly observe the unique charm of the Warring States period.

The drumbeats were powerful, and the singing was high-pitched.

Although it lacks the graceful and dramatic style of later operas, it possesses a primal and untamed tension.

As the performance reached its climax, servants quietly moved among the guests. Among them was a hunched old man, who walked with faltering steps, silently clearing away the leftovers. His figure was weathered and worn, and a cold star seemed to flash deep in his cloudy eyes, making him stand out from the surrounding extravagance.

Xu Qing's gaze, like silk threads, quietly lingered on it.

After the gongs and cymbals stopped and the crowd dispersed, leaving only a mess on the ground, Xu Qing walked up to the old man who was still working silently.

"Would you like to chat?"

Your face seems to tell a story!

Xu Qing's words reached the other party's ears, causing the other party to be stunned and look astonished.

Upon seeing that the speaker was an incredibly young man, the old man came to his senses, immediately turned around, and prepared to leave.

Just then, a low voice came out again.

“Li Kai, you may be able to escape for a while, but once you return to the quagmire of Xinzheng, you will not be able to escape forever.”

The familiar name reached the old man's ears, and his body trembled slightly.

Chapter 57 Your daughter is now the top courtesan in the brothel!

Who could have imagined that the once spirited and extraordinary Right Sima of Korea, Li Kai, would turn into this state, old, withered, and unrecognizable, with only a trace of his former self remaining?

Perhaps it is because of the hardships she has endured that her appearance is now completely different from what it once was.

Only then did he dare to return to South Korea and to Xinzheng.

I don't want to meet those old friends; I just want to catch a glimpse of them from afar.

The reason she hid in this theater was simply because she loved watching plays.

This was a secret he discovered after returning to Xinzheng and observing it carefully, like a shadow in the dark.

Driven by this slim hope, he went through countless hardships and finally became one of the most inconspicuous servants in the garden.

For him, the only solace amidst the daily toil was the hope that she would occasionally visit.

During those times, he could hide in a corner of the crowd during breaks from sweeping and cleaning, greedily and cautiously stealing glances at that familiar, longed-for figure.

"Seeing that she is well is enough."

This was his only obsession.

However, he never expected that even in his current state, someone would still recognize him at a glance.

This time, Li Kai did not run away again; his deliberate avoidance only made things worse.