Dragon's Origin

Hearing Meimei's words, everyone in the room, including the guards of the Young Lord, burst into laughter. The sound of their laughter traveled to the ears of those in front who were carefully looking at the priceless long sword.

The laughter stunned everyone who heard it. Then they realized that the Young Lord must have succeeded in the negotiations, and this shop was already his.

The Young Lord and the others laughed wildly for a long time before stopping. Looking at Meimei and Uncle Liu, who hadn't laughed at all, Guangyuan couldn't help but laugh again.

Guangyuan and the others had heard of all kinds of strange requests, but they had never heard of such a bizarre one. They were actually asked to smash their own signboard, and they said that as long as they could smash it, they would listen to the Young Lord in everything. Wasn't this a huge joke?

What could the signboard of a mere shop be made of? Even if it was a wooden signboard, or even a signboard made of steel, could it withstand their attacks?

The noble son next to him didn't think it was a joke. He just gave Meimei an approving look, secretly praising in his heart, "This is a truly smart person!"

Look at the steps she's taking. It's just a simple request, which doesn't make things difficult for the Young Lord, and it also shows that she's not surrendering without any resistance. She has principles and schemes. Looking at those charming eyes, this female shopkeeper probably has a peerless beauty. With such a woman by the Young Lord's side, wouldn't the Young Lord be even more powerful?

Furthermore, this signboard must have a story behind it. Maybe it was inscribed by someone powerful, and it's estimated that the person who inscribed it is the behind-the-scenes owner of this store. If the Young Lord can't afford to offend that person, then the signboard naturally can't be smashed. If the Young Lord dares to smash it, it means that the Young Lord is stronger than that backer. Wouldn't it be better to switch to a stronger backer?

If he guessed correctly, the store's signboard should be related to the Changsheng Marquis's mansion. But in that case, the Young Lord has already succeeded by more than half today. The Changsheng Marquis's mansion was visited by the World Honored One of the Divine Prison. Not to mention a mere Changsheng Marquis's mansion, to say something disrespectful, even if the World Honored One wanted to enter the inner courtyard of the palace and take someone's head, it probably wouldn't be impossible.

Changsheng Marquis hasn't appeared since the last incident, and outsiders don't know whether he is dead or alive. However, an old Taoist priest from Lao Jun Temple who refines pills and treats illnesses often comes and goes. What does this mean? Even if Changsheng Marquis is not dead, it is estimated that he only has a few breaths left. Such a Changsheng Marquis's mansion dares to open a store with such fanfare. Isn't this clearly tempting people to take action?

Fortunately, the Young Lord guessed correctly and came to the door on the opening day. Otherwise, in a few days, wouldn't those guys who smelled the blood come swimming over like sharks?

The noble son guessed a part, and a large part, but he still didn't guess everything that happened later.

From the moment those merchants who entered the store saw the priceless long sword, exclamations kept coming. Before long, the whole street spread the word that there was a priceless long sword worth more than 2.6 million gold coins in this store that hadn't hung up its signboard yet.

One exclamation after another sounded, followed by skepticism from those who didn't believe it at all: "How is that possible? Who would buy it?"

When ordinary people and vendors saw the situation at the door and heard the price of the sword inside, they didn't even have the courage to go in. Although the guys at the door were all warmly greeting them, people should know their limits. Even if they were curious to death, they didn't dare to go in easily.

Those who thought they were qualified also came from all directions with a mentality of watching the excitement. They had to see what a sword was worth so many gold coins. Even if they couldn't afford it, they could still take a look, right?

The store quickly became lively. After looking at the long sword, and then looking at the writing brushes and other items outside, everyone shook their heads. There was a problem with the direction of this store's business! It was clearly a stationery store, but they had to get a sword to raise their status. The value of the things outside was too different from the value of the things inside. It was definitely a failure!

However, besides the long sword, what caught people's attention was the welcome tea in this store. It was clearly just light tea that looked slightly colored, but the taste was fragrant and refreshing. Once it entered the mouth, it left a lingering fragrance on the lips and teeth, with endless aftertaste.

Many people wanted to scold the store for wasting resources after just taking a sip. Why didn't they think about selling such good tea as a commodity? But they had to get some stationery. The owner and shopkeeper of this store were all fools.

The Young Lord and his companions, who stayed in the inner hall and waited with Meimei, naturally enjoyed the taste of this excellent tea. After one sip, the Young Lord was immediately moved.

"Good tea!" The Young Lord praised, "After today, send a few pounds to the mansion."

"This tea is not for sale. It can only be drunk in the store." Meimei smiled slightly, neither agreeing nor refusing, but explained the restriction.

The Young Lord frowned, and was about to get angry, when suddenly a flash of inspiration struck him, and he understood the key. He immediately gave a thumbs up and nodded in praise: "Good idea! It can only be drunk in the store, and those who want to drink tea have to come to the store. After enjoying this excellent tea, it would be unreasonable not to buy anything, indirectly driving business. Good idea!"

"I wonder whose masterpiece this tea is?" The noble son had many thoughts, and hearing the Young Lord praise it twice, he immediately asked playfully.

"This was specially stir-fried in his alchemy furnace by Grandmaster Li Ziyun of Linglong Pavilion." Meimei didn't hide anything and answered with a smile.

Hiss, the three of them gasped when they heard this. The work of an alchemy grandmaster from Linglong Pavilion, no wonder! The Young Lord vaguely felt that something was wrong, but at this time he couldn't remember it. Just as the Young Lord was pondering, the noble son had already asked.

"Using the work of a grandmaster to treat guests, the value of the tea these guests drink far exceeds what they buy. Isn't this a loss?" The noble son asked with a frown. As soon as this question was asked, the Young Lord suddenly seemed to be reminded, yes, that's where the problem lies.

"Today is the opening, only for today." Meimei smiled and replied casually, "In the future, this tea will also be charged."

"So that's how it is!" The three of them all had an expression of sudden realization. It was a grand opening sale, so it was free. It would be normal to charge fees in the future. The noble son couldn't help but ask, "How much does this tea sell for?"

"Ten gold coins a cup." Meimei was still smiling, but she stabbed the Young Lord with the following words: "That's nine-tenths of the Young Lord's share."

This was clearly an insinuation that the Young Lord had seized it by force. The Young Lord's face changed, and Guangyuan was about to get angry.

Just then, the sound of gongs and drums, which had been quiet for a while, suddenly rang again at the door. When Meimei heard this, she smiled again: "It seems that the signboard has arrived, Young Lord, please, both of you, please!"