“Did A’Zhu inscribe this character?” “If not me, then who? So, Brother Lang, what do you think? If I inscribe such Dimensional Character but with an internal space twice as large, would 40 pieces be enough?” Zhenzhu asked. That was because the character she inscribed on the bracelet was of dark blue-tier, as she hadn’t advanced then. Now that she was at the indigo-tier, the space she could inscribe would be twice as large. “How could that not be enough? But can A’Zhu inscribe up to 40 Dimensional Characters?” Wenlang asked in surprise. Was this girl overconfident? Even high-level inscription master couldn’t inscribe that many Dimensional Characters. An inscription master would need 20 years to inscribe 40 Dimensional Characters. “Yes, I can. I have plenty of helpers. So, Brother Lang, what price are you offering?” Zhenzhu nodded confidently, her interest piqued by the prospect of money. “40,000 taels per piece, how about that?” A space that large at 40,000 taels seemed reasonable. Zhenzhu thought for a while before shaking her head. “Brother Lang, I have a proposal. I won’t sell them outright, but I’ll rent them to you. The rent is not expensive, just 100 taels per month. What do you think?” The reason she proposed this was, first, to retain ownership rights over dimensional items, and second, because a large lump sum was not currently necessary. She could continue to earn money steadily, and if rented out, her descendants would keep receiving income, ensuring they never starve. “A’Zhu, you don’t want to sell outright? How about 50,000 per piece?” Wenlang wanted her to sell outright because the government could use the items for many generations as well. Zhenzhu shook her head firmly. Seeing this, Wenlang sighed deeply before agreeing. “Alright then, when can A’Zhu deliver all the items?” Besides using them for commerce, dimensional items could also be utilized in the military for transporting supplies. “Within three months. Brother Lang, please draft a contract for me.” Zhenzhu immediately beamed once the first deal was struck. “Now, what about the formula for the mushroom cultivation formation? What’s A’Zhu’s thought?” “It’s not expensive at all, Brother Lang. I will provide the blueprint and the elements required for the Rainy Formation. Brother Lang can have someone knowledgeable about the art of formation to easily set it up. I’ll take just 5% of the revenue generated from the production of the formation. The formation rights remain mine, and we’ll have a written contract. Anyone wanting to set up the formation must get approval from the government. Unauthorized setups will be illegal. What do you think, Brother Lang?” Zhenzhu proposed her idea. After listening, Wenlang and Yong Saiweihao exchanged glances again. This girl was smart and cunning. She didn’t want to sell outright either. At first glance, 5% seemed small, but when considering the total revenue from the mushroom production across the region, it was a substantial amount. The money would keep coming in daily, ensuring her immense wealth. She was a little merchant who was not willing to be taken advantage of. “A’Zhu, reconsider. How about selling for 300,000 taels?” “No, Brother Lang. If you are not satisfied with the offer, our deal ends here, including the dimensional items and the formation.” Trying to deceive her? Five percent wasn’t much at all. Most of the people’s mushroom cultivation would be ordinary mushrooms without any spirit energy, so the price wouldn’t be high. She was only asking for 5 percent. Zhenzhu crossed her arms. If she didn’t sell to him, she could buy a large plot of land, hire people to cultivate mushrooms, and export them herself. She could make those 300,000 taels. She wanted to sell to Brother Lang, the Taizi, because she wanted to help the people in the region to have a better life. Was it too much to ask for a small share? “Calm down, A’Zhu. Fine, have it your way,” Wenlang amused by the small girl’s demeanor. He was just trying to negotiate for the region’s benefit. “Now we’re talking. Brother Lang, send me the contract. I’ll draft the formation blueprint and the mushroom cultivation method.” She smiled brightly, satisfied. Someone who easily understood things was a good business partner. He was Taizi who was farsighted. “Alright, once I consult with my father, I’ll send a fast horse with the contract.” “Eh? But what if the Emperor doesn’t approve?” This was her and Taizi’s agreement, but if the Emperor thought that she was aiming for too much profit, wouldn’t he cancel it? “If my father doesn’t approve, I’ll use my personal funds to make the deal with you.” “Oh, that’s smart. Excellent,” Zhenzhu gave a thumbs up, smiling broadly once again. Her worries disappeared instantly. Peipei, knew her duty, came in to replace the desserts and tea in the reception hall. “Peipei, where has A’Si gone?” She thought Li Si was having snacks with Peipei. “Lady Li Si went to spar with Eldest Young Master.” “Sparring?” She knew her big brother was obsessed with martial arts training. Recently, the Black Hawk sect sent instructors to train various kind of martial arts. He was diligent in his practice, did not complain a word. But was Li Si also training? “Well, Lady Li Si was eating snacks in the kitchen and happened to see the Eldest Young Master practicing swordsmanship with the instructor in the training yard at the back. She asked to watch, and somehow it turned into a sparring match,” Peipei explained before excusing herself to clear away the old tea set. “Then let’s go take a look,” Wenlang said with interest. “Oh, please, follow me,” Zhenzhu led them to the training yard at the back. This area was newly built specifically for He Ming’s martial arts training. The sound of clashing swords echoed as a young boy and girl of similar age moved with swift precision, attacking and retreating skillfully. Their footwork and swordsmanship showed that their skill was as good as the others. Suddenly, Li Si swiftly kicked with her tiny foot, causing He Ming to lose his balance. As he was about to use his sword to steady himself by sticking its tip in the ground, Li Si’s sword struck his, disarming him and sending him falling to the ground in loud thud. She quickly pinned He Ming’s sleeve to the ground with her sword. “Yay! I won! From now on, you have to call me Big Sister Li Si,” she exclaimed happily. She had been learning swordsmanship alongside her big brother since childhood, so it was no surprise she could beat He Ming, who had only recently started learning. “I haven’t lost,” He Ming said, frowning. He had just lost focus for a moment. “How can you say that? Are you a man or not? You can’t go back on your word,” Li Si who was laughing joyously immediately paused. “You said that if I could cut your shirt hem, you would call me Big Sister Li Si. You can’t go back on your word, Evil He Ming.” “I didn’t go back on my word. But did you really cut my shirt hem?” He Ming carefully removed Li Si’s sword from his shirt hem and stood up, dusting himself off. “Well, this... huh...” Li Si looked at his shirt hem that should have a hole from the sword that went through the ground. But upon closer inspection, there wasn’t a single hole, just a small stain. "Why isn’t it torn?!" "That means I don’t have to call you Big Sister Li Si." "But... but... you... I... I..." Li Si stammered, looking at He Ming’s shirt hem over and over in confusion. What trick had he used? Why hadn’t the sword pierced through? "A’Si," Zhenzhu called out to Li Si, who looked like she was about to cry. "A’Zhu, your brother... your brother..." He cheated. She had won. Did everyone see it? "It’s alright, it’s alright. I saw that you won," Zhenzhu smiled at Li Si before glaring at He Ming. He Ming quickly averted his gaze. He knew he had lost to the girl, but how could he call her Big Sister Li Si when she was his younger sister’s friend? "I’m sorry," He Ming said softly. Li Si still looked upset, but when Zhenzhu tugged her hand, she reluctantly nodded. "I’ll forgive you, but you have to tell me why your hem didn’t tear." Not only Li Si but also the two men standing behind them were curious. They had seen Li Si’s sword pierce the ground through his sleeve, just like what Li Si saw, so why wasn’t it torn? The blade was extremely sharp, so it was not because the blade was dull. "Ask your A’Zhu," He Ming threw the problem to Zhenzhu. "A’Zhu, what’s the answer?" Zhenzhu sighed deeply before explaining. Read complete versıon only at 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝⟡𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕥⟡𝕟𝕖𝕥 "The garment that my older brother is wearing is made from Tiejin silk. It has the properties of being durable and can resist the sharpness of swords and arrows to some extent. Although the fabric is very thin, it absorbs impact well. I had it made into a suit for him specifically for martial arts training." He Ming’s outfit was black, not form-fitting like a soldier’s uniform, but loose like a martial artist’s attire. Zhenzhu had experimented with reeling Tiejin silk in different humidities to produce various colors and had Aunt Qu weave multiple bolts of fabric for her. Seeing its excellent properties for martial arts training, she had it made into training outfits for He Ming, He Lei, He Yu, and Xin Xi. These suits weren’t available for sale yet, but they would be soon. The reason Li Si’s sword couldn’t pierce He Ming’s shirt hem was because of the durability and toughness of the fabric. It didn’t tear but compressed under the blade’s pressure and the soft ground. "A fabric this good!" Li Si exclaimed in astonishment. She wasn’t the only one stunned; the two men behind her were equally shocked. How could they not have known about such an excellent fabric? "Can this fabric be made rigid?" Yong Saiweihao asked immediately. Yong Saiweihao couldn’t take his eyes off He Ming’s suit. With a soldier’s instinct, the first word that came to his mind was armor! The armor used in the military was made from animal hides reinforced with metal plates, used as outer armor, which were heavy and cumbersome for swift movements. But if this kind of silk could be made into armor for his soldiers, wouldn’t that be fantastic? Even Wenlang shared Yong Saiweihao’s thoughts. The He family possessed endless treasures. Was this place a repository of invaluable treasures? Within a day of arriving here, he had encountered such valuable items. "If you inscribe characters or weave iron or copper threads into the fabric, it might become sturdier. But why make such soft, comfortable fabric stiff, Brother Hao?" Zhenzhu frowned. "For armor," Yong Saiweihao replied, his eyes still fixed on He Ming’s outfit. While the fabric was durable, it was still too soft. If hit by arrows or blades, even if the fabric didn’t tear, the impact would still injure the wearer. However, if the fabric could be made sturdier, it could replace the heavy leather and metal armor. Even though He Ming wasn’t being directly stared at, he still felt nervous. "Armor!" Zhenzhu exclaimed in surprise. She hadn’t considered using Tiejin silk for armor, only recognizing its durability and usefulness. But then, Zhenzhu’s eyes lit up. Who stood before her? The Young General of the Yan Region! How many soldiers were under his command? All she could see was Yong Saiweihao’s face gradually turning into a tael. "Brother Hao," she called sweetly. "Brother Hao, my Tiejin silk is not only beautiful but also durable. No matter how sharp the swords, sabers, spears, or arrows are, they can’t pierce through my silk. It also reduces impact well, making it perfect for martial arts training and military use. Not only that. There are more special properties. It cools the wearer in hot weather and warms them in cold weather. My silk comes in various colors, without needing dye. Its colors don’t fade over time, lasting for decades without aging, since it was the natural color of silks. If Brother Hao needs sturdier fabric, I can weave iron threads into it with special patterns to prevent it from softening. Though it will add some weight, it won’t be excessive, and it will be much more effective than large metal plates. I can design whatever kind of armor Brother Hao needs. Fiery red for courage, powerful black for strength, perfect for your troops." Zhenzhu paused to swallow her saliva since her throat was so dry. Peipei knew her duty well. She quickly fetched a bowl of water for Zhenzhu to sip. Zhenzhu then continued her talking. "Brother Hao, we’re friends. If you place an order now, I’ll give you a special price. Normally, I sell each suit for 200 taels, but for a large order now, I’ll reduce it to 150 taels each. Such a special offer cannot be found elsewhere. Think about it, a single armor suit can last for generations. But... that’s not all. If you place a first order of 200 suits, I’ll inscribe Enduring Character on 50 of them for free!" Zhenzhu pitched her product without a pause, as if fearing someone might interrupt. When she finished, she was out of breath. She looked at Yong Saiweihao with sparkling eyes. "Brother Hao, what do you think?" She waited for an answer from the business partner. Yong Saiweihao remained silent for a while. "Fine. Design a soldier’s uniform for me to see first." "Of course, Brother Hao. It won’t take more than five days!" Zhenzhu agreed enthusiastically. She looked at the two men with sparkling eyes: one was the Taizi, the other a Young General. Money and money! 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