Rebirth: Holding on to the golden thigh and showing off

Wenren Duoqing and Jiang Chenzhong slowly walked into the wing room of the villa.

"Chief Wenren, when can I get the ore from our Linglong Sect? I have to go back to the sect to report." Jiang Chenzhong went straight to the point as soon as he sat down.

He didn't want to beat around the bush with Wenren Duoqing. After all, if he dealt with such an old fox, he would end up falling into a trap if he was not careful.

"Young Master, it's not that my Wenren family is deliberately delaying the payment. We are simply short of a few pieces of top-grade obsidian ore to make up the quantity required by your sect." Wenren Duoqing sighed and continued to explain.

"The production of this top-grade obsidian ore is really getting lower and lower every year. I'm afraid the price will rise in the future. But don't worry, no matter what, we will ensure the successful delivery of the goods in this transaction."

Wenren Duoqing also felt very helpless.

He also couldn't understand why the output of only this top-grade obsidian ore was getting lower and lower.

For this reason, the Wenren family has sent people to the mines many times to explore the cause, but they have never found it.

"Then Chief Wenren, how long will it take to prepare the top-grade obsidian ore?" Jiang Chenzhong felt a headache when he heard that the price might go up.

However, this should be a more headache for the leader of Linglong Sect.

After all, he is only the young master now.

It seems that only the Wenren family can mine this kind of top-grade obsidian ore, and I have never heard of any other places of origin.

This top-grade obsidian ore can be produced not only by the Wenren family, but also by other places. Even if the price is high, those who need it have to grit their teeth and buy it.

For example, their Linglong Gate.

"It will probably take another five days." Wenren Duoqing thought for a moment and felt that this time was just right and within the acceptable range for Jiang Chenzhong.

"Okay, Patriarch Wenren, then the price will probably rise to..." Jiang Chenzhong wanted to know the approximate price so that he could report back to the sect.

He did not lower the price of Wenren Shijia's ore, but instead raised the price this time.

The angry look of the Linglong Sect's leader has already appeared in Jiang Chenzhong's mind. This is too terrifying.

"This..." Wenren Duoqing couldn't say it directly now, "Our Wenren family can't say this either. We will inform the head of Linglong Sect when the time comes."

"But don't worry, we have been cooperating with Linglongmen for so long, and we will definitely give you the best price."

As for how favorable the offer will be, that depends on the stock and output of premium black obsidian ore.

"Okay, Patriarch Wenren, then I will wait five days to get the ore from Linglongmen." What else could Jiang Chenzhong say.

The price is just a matter of words from the Wenren family.

Judging from the current situation, Linglong Sect has to start trying to use other minerals to see if they can replace the function of the top-grade obsidian ore.

After Wenren Duoqing left the villa, he went directly to the ore cave. This time he wanted to check it out personally to see what this top-grade black ore was all about.

"Jiang Chenzhong, why do you look so dejected?" Qing Si thought that the Wenren family might have pressed down the ore, otherwise how could Jiang Chenzhong look like this.

Jiang Chenzhong told the whole story of what happened in the box.

The most crucial point is that there is currently no ore that can replace the top-grade obsidian ore.

If you want to find alternative minerals, the entire experimental process will become extremely difficult and arduous, not only consuming a lot of time and money, but also with a very low success rate.

Jiang Chenzhong couldn't help but sigh heavily again.

If the situation continues to develop in this way, I am afraid that the prices of the magical instruments produced by Linglong Sect will inevitably rise sharply in the future.

Although his income has increased, his expenses will definitely increase as well. No matter how you look at it, it feels like the disadvantages outweigh the advantages.

"Top-grade obsidian ore?" Qing Si suddenly remembered that his prince happened to own a mine.

Obsidian ore has been produced continuously in recent times, but unfortunately it is not of top quality.

This news must not be revealed to Jiang Chenzhong easily. After all, this person is not very careful with his words. Once it gets out, the consequences will be disastrous.

"Yes, the magic weapons made by Linglong Sect will more or less add some top-grade obsidian ore as materials. This is indispensable." Jiang Chenzhong became more and more unhappy as he spoke.

"Moreover, the effect of ordinary obsidian ore is not comparable to that of top-grade obsidian ore. What should we do with Linglong Sect? It's over."

He felt increasingly depressed. Was this a way for the Wenren family to deliberately raise prices?

"Don't be like this. As the saying goes, there will always be a way when you reach the mountain, and the boat will naturally straighten out when it reaches the bridge." Qing Si comforted Jiang Chenzhong. The elders above him will take care of this matter.

Jiang Chenzhong alone cannot control the overall situation.

Jiang Chen must have listened to some of the advice, because his appetite has visibly improved and he is eating meat in big mouthfuls.

Wenren Rourou looked at Jiang Chenzhong from afar. His expression was obviously not right, so she didn't dare to get close to him at all.

As a member of a famous family, she had more or less heard a rumor that the production of this top-grade obsidian ore was becoming less and less, and the price would definitely increase.

Wouldn't it be asking for trouble to go to her father Wenren Duoqing to discuss the price at this time?

In desperation, she could only feel sorry for Jiang Chenzhong, but she could never feel sorry for herself.

"Wenren Rourou, there is not enough barbecue. Can you ask the maid to bring some more?" Jiang Chenzhong's gaze moved to Wenren Rourou's face again.

He knew why he didn't dare to look him in the eye without having to guess.

"Sure, I'll tell the maid to do it now." Wenren Rourou's heart tightened, and she subconsciously lowered her head, not daring to meet Jiang Chenzhong's gaze.

She didn't know why she felt guilty.

However, when she raised her head and looked at Jiang Chenzhong, the other's eyes seemed to be able to penetrate her soul, making her feel guilty involuntarily.

Although Wenren Rourou knew it well, she had not done anything to let Jiang Chenzhong down.

It was strange why she felt guilty.

"Thank you for your hard work, Miss Wenren. I'm sorry to trouble you with such a small matter." Jiang Chenzhong's tone was somewhat sarcastic, and he was obviously dissatisfied with Wenren Rourou.

He actually knew that this matter had nothing to do with Wenren Rourou, but now he was taking his anger out on her.

"It's not hard. We are friends now. No need to be so polite. Wait a minute." Wenren Rourou walked away directly. She couldn't stand Jiang Chenzhong's sarcasm.

She has no worries about getting married, so there is no need for her to be humble in her contact with Jiang Chenzhong.

After all, she is the eldest daughter of the Wenren family and has her own pride.