When Yu Qian heard this, he smiled proudly.
After a brief exchange of greetings, Yu Qian got straight to the point and asked, "I'm afraid Mr. Abdul didn't come here today to talk about Ming culture with me, right?"
"If you want to talk, I can also listen carefully. Don't tell me, I am really curious about Daming." Abdul said calmly, without any sign of anxiety.
Yu Qian took a deep breath and suddenly smiled: "If Lord Abdul wants to know about Ming Dynasty, I can tell you about it. Do you want to listen?"
Abdul smiled and shook his head, "Let's do it next time. I really have something important to do here this time."
"Sir, please speak." Yu Qian stretched out his hand to signal.
Abdul paused for a moment with a smile, and then said: "Now the price of the Uzi sword has skyrocketed, you know, right?"
"I heard." Yu Qian didn't hide anything, because he knew that hiding in front of Abdul was of no use, and might be self-defeating.
Then he deliberately sighed, "I didn't expect that the price would soar like this after I just bought some precious knives. Alas..."
Yu Qian watched Yu Qian's expression carefully. After Abdu was silent for a moment, he asked: "The price of the Uzi sword has skyrocketed. Is it really not you who pushed it?"
"Why do you say this, sir?" Yu Qian looked stunned and asked in confusion.
Abdul didn't speak, and stared directly at Yu Qian's eyes, trying to get clues from them.
"Haha, I understand." Yu Qian smiled immediately and sighed to himself: "I just bought some precious knives, and the price has skyrocketed. No matter who it is, they will think that I am controlling it."
After a pause, Yu Qian raised his head, looked at Abdul with sincere eyes, and said firmly: "But I bought the sword to bring back the Ming Dynasty. What good will it do to me to push up the price? On the contrary, it will make me spend more money. It’s harmful to me.”
"I haven't bought a sword a long time ago because I can't afford it at this price. If I say this is a complete coincidence, will Sir Abdul believe it?"
Abdul looked into Yu Qian's eyes, and after a moment he suddenly smiled, nodded and said, "I believe it."
A smile appeared on Yu Qian's face. He didn't care at all whether Abdul believed it or not. According to the teacher, as long as Abdul comes here, it means that he has been trapped.
Abdu sat up straight, moved closer to Yu Qian, and whispered: "You don't have to travel tens of thousands of miles back to the Ming Dynasty with your sword. Why don't you sell the sword to me?"
Seeing that Yu Qian did not answer, Abdu was not surprised at all and said directly: "You bought two thousand swords from me. Now I want to buy it back. Can't I?"
"If it is at the current price, then I can consider selling the sword to you, sir. But, does your Lord have so much money?" Yu Qian said, looking at Abdul suspiciously.
"Of course not at the current price." Abdul waved his hand to interrupt.
"Sir, what do you mean by this?" Yu Qian suppressed the excitement in his heart and showed a calm look, even a little angry.
Things were indeed running according to the teacher's plan. From the beginning, Handu was not prepared to harvest ordinary Timurids.
How much money do ordinary people have? More than 90% of the wealth of Timur's empire is concentrated in the hands of officials and nobles, so it only makes sense to harvest them.
"These swords were originally mine, now I just bought them back." Abdu said matter-of-factly.
Yu Qian took a deep breath, thinking that Abdul wanted to buy the sword back at the original price, and said with a slight anger: "Although your Excellency is the Minister of Finance of the Empire, you can't buy and sell by force, right? I will transport these swords back." Ming Dynasty can also make a lot of money, so why sell it to adults?"
Abdul was not angry or anxious after hearing this, and asked calmly: "Then what price do you want? Let me make it clear first, there is no way I can offer you 5,000 yuan."
The first half of the sentence was very grand, and it made Yu Qian feel happy. But the second half of the sentence was very stingy, which made Yu Qian feel stagnant.
"Four thousand pieces of shit." Yu Qian's eyes were firm.
Abdul shook his head directly, "Impossible! The price is too high."
"Is it high?" Yu Qian narrowed his eyes slightly and said seriously: "The current price is only 5,000 danzi, and it may rise tomorrow. You made more than 1,000 danzi as soon as you changed hands. It is already a very suitable price. .”
"But when you bought my sword, you only paid a hundred bucks for it." Abdul's eyes flashed with a dangerous light.
At the mention of this, Abdul felt an almost uncontrollable anger in his heart. If two thousand swords were sold now, how much could they sell for?
But this advantage was taken for nothing by the Ming businessman in front of him, and now he had to buy the sword back at a high price.
Yu Qian calmly leaned back and said with a smile: "Sir, this is business. If we can't make money, will there be any businessmen in this world?"
Abdu knew he was in the wrong and waved his hand calmly: "I have no intention of going back on my word, but now I want to buy the sword back, and you have to give me a suitable price."
"Four thousand a piece, the price is very suitable." Yu Qian did not let up at all.
Abdul chuckled, "I want to buy a lot, so you should lower the price no matter what."
"Then how much can you pay?" Yu Qian frowned. He was also worried that the price was too high. If Abdul didn't buy it, then he would really be in trouble.
"Two thousand idiots." Abdul opened his mouth and cut him in half.
"This is impossible!" Yu Qian deliberately pretended to have a sore foot, stood up and shouted sternly: "If I transport the sword back to Ming Dynasty, it will cost more than this!"
Abdu did not panic at all, and calmly said to the aggrieved Yu Qian with an expressionless face: "Two thousand one hundred idiots."
"No, at least three thousand and nine..."
"Two thousand two hundred..."
"Three thousand and eight..."
Abdu did not continue to bid any more and said directly: "Actually, the price in our minds is only 3,000 yuan. Are you right? Smart businessman of Ming Dynasty?"
"Wise and wise Lord Abdul, if you win, let's settle the deal with three thousand dollars." Yu Qian's face was full of admiration, and he put his right hand on his chest and bowed slightly to Abdul.
The two were having a heated argument about the price just now, but now they seemed to be sympathetic to each other.
Abdul was very satisfied with Yu Qian's performance. In his opinion, it was his wisdom that conquered the other party.
"A handful of three thousand is fine, but I want to buy more."
Yu Qian was stunned for a moment, then asked: "How much do you want to buy, sir?"
"How many do you have in your hand now?" Abdul looked at Yu Qian, and without waiting for his answer, he affirmed: "If I guessed correctly, you have at least eight thousand swords in your hand now, and I want them all. "
At the palace banquet at that time, Abdul saw with his own eyes that Shaharul gave Yu Qian four thousand swords. If you include the transactions with other nobles, there will be 8,000.
Yu Qian was immediately embarrassed. After pondering for a long time, he shook his head and said with a smile: "To be honest with you, I really don't have eight thousand."
"Furthermore, since you all want to buy the sword back, what should I do if His Majesty the Sultan also wants to buy the sword back after I sell all the swords to you?"
Abdu was stunned for a moment, looked at Yu Qian deeply, nodded with a smile and said: "You are really smart. But I'm afraid your Majesty hasn't sent anyone to buy the sword yet? And I am the first one to come to you to buy it. You should give me some priority in returning the sword, right? Isn’t that how you merchants make deals?"
"How much do you want, sir?" Yu Qian took a deep breath.
Although Yu Qian was eager to sell all the swords to Abdul and then leave quickly, Yu Qian knew that if he really did this, it would inevitably arouse Abdul's suspicion and fail.
After another round of fierce bargaining, the two reached an agreement on the quantity of four thousand.
The deal was agreed, and Abdul sent someone to deliver the money to the manor overnight and transport the sword away. Chinese website
Abdul refused to delay even for one day, because maybe the next day he would be
The price of knives has risen again, and I am afraid that Ming merchants will regret it.
Sure enough, the price of the sword rose again the next day. Although it only increased by two hundred ounces, it was enough to drive those who owned the sword into a frenzy.
Especially Abdul, who made a fortune of 800,000 yuan in one day was enough to make him fall into extreme obsession.
It was so exciting, even more exciting than when he was the Minister of Finance!
As expected, as Qian expected, Shaharul sent someone here the next day, with the purpose of buying the sword back.
After some negotiation, the two parties also settled the deal at a price of 3,000 coins.
At the same time, Yu Qian told the envoy: He had lost the sword and must purchase other goods to go back. Otherwise, it would be a waste to go back with an empty ship. Therefore, I hope to get the necessary permission from the great Sultan. . . . . .
Shaharu is now focusing all his energy on the ever-increasing treasure sword, and has no intention of taking care of the Ming merchants.
He directly ordered the envoy: "Whatever the Ming merchants want to buy, let them buy it. Don't worry about them."
"Yes, I will obey your orders, Your Majesty."
. . . . . .
Yu Qian also felt a deep stimulation that was constantly lingering in his heart.
He couldn't wait to find Han Du and asked, "Teacher, how could they be so stupid and actually spend so much money to buy a knife?"
Although the Uzi sword is indeed very good, Yu Qian seems to be very worthless.
Han Du looked at Yu Qian indifferently and said with a smile: "Wealth is so charming! When you have a sword and can see wealth falling from the sky without doing anything every day, can you still stay awake?"
"Remember, money can confuse people's eyes and seal their minds. The more you face wealth, the more you have to keep a calm heart."
"Thank you for your teaching, teacher." Yu Qian bowed down solemnly, keeping this moment firmly in mind.