Chapter 41 Distribution




Chapter 41 Distribution

The man at the front door is blabbering on and on.
‘Oh my…….’
Ye Yunlang remains frozen in place, a blank stare on his face.
I didn’t know.
Little did he know that the sack he was carrying was filled with such rare treasures.
“Huh, that was a lot heavier than I thought it would be.
That’s when a disinterested voice popped into my ear.
“Come on, I’m laying out a rug for you to come in.”
Ye Yunlang, who had regained his composure after hearing Chu Liuhui’s words, swept up the spilled treasures on the floor.
The man smirked and gestured for me to follow him.
“Okay, let’s go.”
As Chu Liuhui strode toward the front gate, Ye Yunlang, carrying a bag, followed, a faint smile on his face.
“Hoo boy, the top brass is going to freak out when they find out.
This is why a businessman should never neglect a single customer he doesn’t know.
Unless your behavior is dirty.
In any case, it’s clear that Hongmyo Top will be writing a new chapter in the history of merchanting from today.
An unexpected overnight visit from Chul Ryu-Heon.
* * *
The beginning of the history of the Hongmyo Top was the Bojangsa.
It was literally a weak first step.
He dreamed big, worked harder than others, and expanded his metallurgical business without realizing it.
By procuring various daily necessities, the company gained control of several alleyways, and later expanded to the downtown shopping district in Baekju.
From then on, Hong Miao’s company grew rapidly through adventurous trading and aggressive investment.
As a result, the Hongmyo Sangha has established itself as a competent enough merchant organization to supply each shijin with large quantities of staple goods, as well as some of the irrigation needs of the guan.
It was all thanks to Hong’s commercial resourcefulness and talent.
Because it’s not every day that you start as an assistant manager and catch up to the top of the organization in a decade.
At this time, the goal of the Hongmyo Top State was to become the exclusive supplier of all irrigation products and to expand into other urban commercial centers.
However, it didn’t go as smoothly as we had hoped, as the competition was strong.
The biggest factors are bribes and connections.
Since ancient times, the Qingxiong Sangdan had no qualms about using various illegal and unfair methods, but the Hongmiao Sangdan, on the other hand, had a legitimate claim to the name of merchandising, so they finally encountered the limits of reality.
Even today, Hong Miao Sangdanju was struggling with it.
Honestly, it’s quite an accomplishment to have grown so rapidly without the help of bribes and connections, but we know that the moment we become complacent and complacent about anything, we will lose our competitive edge and go out of business.
“Phew, another rejection.”
A voice echoes through the rectangular boudoir.
It was the voice of a middle-aged woman, leaning back in a black elm chair.
The beautiful woman, dressed in a red ginseng robe embroidered with chunlan, was none other than Danju Huibu Yong, the top of the Hongmyo.
It was hard to tell her age just by looking at her face.
I could have sworn she was in her early thirties because her beauty belied her forties.
Hee Boo Yong’s pretty face frowned slightly as she crumpled up the rejected proposal from the coffin.
‘This time they adjusted the payment to the level of a bird of paradise…… Chit, the top pig must have cheated!
He’s probably mobilizing his bribed connections.
The quality of the irrigation products they were hoping to deliver this time was much better than what they had heard.
However, the lack of officials in favor of the Red Mausoleum once again proved to be a setback.
‘I’m afraid we have no way of pressuring the top of the line. We’re outclassed in terms of customer acquisition by the Martial Powers, so the best we can do is increase our trade in water supplies…….’
Then I heard urgent footsteps outside.
“Lord Danju!”
With a shrill cry, Han In-young burst through the door, panting.
It was the same man who had escorted Chuliuhon and Ye Yunlang through the front gate earlier.
Hee-Bu-Yong asked, rolling his eyes repeatedly.
“What’s wrong?”
“ Oh my , Master ! Hurry up ! go Look ! There’s a pig too. There is , and there is also a cow There are also toads There is … … furthermore Maitreya Buddha Laughing There is ! Me Look , like this , just like that , sparkling ! Ha , anyway now very just There’s chaos “It happened !”
Hui Bu Yong looked at him with a blank expression.
What’s that crazy guy saying?
What about pigs, cows, toads, and Maitreya?
Ha, that’s crazy.
What’s with the serious look in his eyes?
Do you want me to squeeze you until you see stars in your eyes?
“Uh, yeah. It’s a mess. It’s a fucking mess.”
The man bowed his head with an ugly grunt in response to Hee Bu Yong’s cold reply.
“Oops, I’m sorry. I must have rambled on a bit too much. In the excitement of having an unexpected guest, I got carried away…….”
“Who is that?”
“Ah, yes. I’m Chul Liuhun, the new gatekeeper of the White House Gate.”
“Iron…….”
A gleam of doubt appeared in Huibu Yong’s eyes as he spoke.
“No, you mean…… is suddenly awakened from his vegetable state and is now the newest member of the family?
That was a long time ago.
Meanwhile, the servant excitedly paced his master.
“You’ll have to hurry up and get to the special room. I assure you, this is an overnight guest you won’t want to miss.”
Hui Bu Yong’s eyes narrowed.
The look that says, “You sound like an overnight customer.
“Hey, new guy, did you forget what I told you already? The martial arts thing is only for existing customers for the time being…….”
“It was all gold.”
“What?”
“Those pig teeth I just told you about, Sonny, they were all golden statues. It was a bag full of treasures I’d never seen before.”
Hee-Bu-Yong’s dark pupils, which had changed complexion dramatically, flashed a never-before-seen color.
“You took me to a special room?”
“Yes.”
Before the man could finish his answer, Hui Bu Yong kicked off his chair and rushed out of the inner chamber.
“Generalissimo Noh, Generalissimo Noh, where the hell are you? Order the finest food for the guests in the special room right now, and if you make it bad, you’ll all get a hundred thousand slaps on the ear!”
* * *
West of the top of the Red Mausoleum.
A private room for entertaining in a secluded outbuilding.
Flying over, Hui Bu Yong stepped into the small garden and smoothed his clothes.
At that point, a figure behind me asked a question in a low voice.
“Master, where did you get all those precious stones?”
A sixty-something year old man with a long beard.
He was the second in command at the top of the Hong Mausoleum.
Hee-Bu-Yong, recognizing the subtext in her words, smiled thinly.
“Huh, don’t worry, don’t you know me? If it’s a problem property, I don’t take chances, even if it’s worth a billion dollars.”
“Heh, heh, I know, I’m talking to the old man, that’s his role, isn’t it?”
“The White House Sword Gate may be a defunct martial institution, but it has a long history and tradition and has never done anything unjust, so let’s approach it with caution.”
Hei Buyong, accompanied by the governor, Nogong, reached the front of the special chamber and opened the lattice doors.
Druk-.
I’m afraid to reveal Chul Ryuhyeok and Ye Unrang sitting side by side at the table.
Sparkle.
You see a golden Maitreya Buddha sitting on a table, smiling and waving at you as if to say “hello”.
“……!”
I was momentarily at a loss for words.
Sparse, sideways, and open.
Forgetting to even say hello.
“Hey, that’s a great deal!
Two people shouting the same thing inside.
I’m not excited because it’s a golden statue.
It didn’t matter anymore.
The reason it’s called a masterpiece is because of its level of craftsmanship.
The rounded, plump body, the blissful smile that seems to wipe away all worries, the ragged robe, the unusually bulging stomach, and the sack clutched in one hand…… are all part of the three-dimensional, well-defined form of Maitreya.
The sculpture was so detailed that every wrinkle in the clothing was captured in such a way that it felt like it was coming to life.
It’s the ultimate product that doesn’t need to be validated.
That’s it.
The golden pig, cow, and toad are also pole prizes.
Even more precious were those piled high on top of the open sacks.
There were at least fifty such rare gems that immediately caught my eye, such as the Jade Jewel, the Chapter, the Green Rain, and the Red King Treasure …….
Hee Bu Yong rolled his eyes in disbelief.
It was like an abacus in my head shattered with a bang, sending countless eggs flying in all directions.
“Guest of honor!
At that moment, Chu Liuhui opened his mouth expressionlessly.
“Well, by the look on your face, I guess I can skip the greeting.”
At the same time, Hui Bu Yong bent down and cried out.
“Master, have me! I’ll give you everything, body and soul!”
Then Nogong whispered with a puzzled look on his face.
“Da, master, please give me the body…….”
“Oh, my God, stop.”
Hee Bu Yong coughed and bowed formally.
“Welcome, Iron Gatekeeper. I’m Danju Huibuyong, the leader of this organization.”
“Okay, let’s keep this short and sweet.”
With those words, Chuliuhon pulled out a memorandum.
Hee and Noongong were excited again and again as soon as they saw the content.
“Wow!
The treasures brought back by the Bai Xiaochun are to be turned over to the Hong Mausoleum if the trade is found to be illegal.
The crisply stamped seal at the bottom guarantees everything.
Hee Bu Yong exchanged a glance with No Gong next to him, convinced.
The iron flow mark is unprecedented in the history of merchanting in the region, a mark that will literally never be seen again.
Fuck the cautious approach, this was a high priority deal that needed to be closed.
Hui Buyong shot him a heated glare.
“Iron gatekeeper, I will serve you like a master from now on, and if you wish to marry me, a widow, I will gladly accept that too!”
“Hmph, my lord, calm down. Your father is alive and well, so what…….”
“Oh, my God. Is he still alive? Ha, what do ghosts do, they don’t take people like that.”
“Oh my God, please, please, please tone it down…….”
Hana Huibu Yong looked at the iron trace with disdain.
“You have to understand, he’s a bit of a tongue-twister since he destroyed two of our stores, but he’s still pretty good in bed, ohhhhhh. Now, let’s put the chit-chat aside for a moment and get down to the nitty-gritty of the contract. I’ve prepared the documents in advance.”
“I don’t know about you, but I like that you get things done fast.”
Suddenly, a light flashed over Hee-Bu-Yong’s pretty eyes.
It’s the other person’s consistent half-truths.
‘He’s not as polite as I’ve heard rumors. Oh well, who cares.’
I’m at a point where I’m like, what’s this number, and I can get halfway through it.
Then, as if he knew what was going on, Chuliu Hsin said.
“Actually, my allocation is a little high.”
“What?”
Hei Buyong shook his head, and Chu Liuhui’s hand rummaged in his bosom.
chin-
A rusty jade plaque on a table.
Hui Bu Yong and Luo Gong were stunned when they saw the words “First Longmu Wenzhou Passion” engraved on its surface.
‘……!’
It’s a dragon plaque from the Gate of the Dragon Dance.
He hadn’t expected to find a divine artifact in his possession that had disappeared with the Ascended Sword Dragon Fahon.
“It’s jadeite! It’s the only jade stone with that color! It’s impossible to copy!
Hee Bu Yong exclaimed in disbelief.
I once saw a very small piece of it, about the size of a finger.
I still remember its distinctive color.
Furthermore, there is only one other plaque of that size throughout history, known as the Dragon Dragon Plaque.
Chu Liuhui gestured to Ye Yunlang sitting next to him.
“This dragon plaque originally belonged to him.”
The gazes of Huibu Yong and Nogong turn to his face.
What are you talking about?” looks.
He smirked and said again.
“Actually, this is the Red Dragon Swordmaster of the Dragon Dance Gate, who has achieved half-life rejuvenation, and is currently staying at this gate to serve me as my superior. Do you have any idea how high my reward is?”
At the same time, Hui Buyong and No Gong were surprised by Chapter.
And Ye Unrang, of course.
What? What am I accomplishing?
This is ridiculous.
It’s a reverse circularization.
It’s a legendary path where an old master achieves great enlightenment and reverts to middle age or youth.
Hui Buyong looked stunned and muttered to himself.
“If the Red Dragon Swordmaster is nearly a hundred years old…… indeed…… fifty years old by now, it’s only because of the half-rotation that he looks so young.”
Ye Yunlang’s eyes widened.
Shut up! I’m not in my fifties!
The Chronicle of the Reincarnated Divine Sword – Chapter 42 (42 of 552)