Days and nights of pursuit of Dottore

"Brother Niwa, this is not a matter of satisfaction or dissatisfaction. We have been cooperating for a long time, and I trust the Ta'er Blade Forge very much. But now the wind has changed. You see, this batch of goods is only three thousand, but we have been waiting for a whole month. You know, the Tianmu Blade Forge can produce ten thousand in a month, and the quality of each blade is excellent, and the price is also very favorable. I have no choice."

"Ten thousand?" Niwa frowned in disbelief. "The scale of the Tianmu Sword Forge is not much different from ours. Could it be that they got the right to supply weapons to the shogunate and expanded their scale?"

Chang Zong stroked his beard and said, "Brother Niwa, considering our friendship over the years, I won't hide anything from you."

As he spoke, he waved at Niwa, motioning him to come closer.

As the voice became lower, Cheng Yan and Aqi could no longer hear clearly, but they had already deduced the whole story from these words. Aqi was already pacing in the room anxiously.

"They don't want the goods from the Forge. What should we do? We thought that things would be back to normal in the future."

Cheng Yan waved at Aqi in a low voice.

"Hush, come with me."

Holding the person in his arms, he jumped out of the window lightly and climbed onto the roof of the building opposite. Cheng Yan lifted two bricks and tiles and saw Niwa and another businessman in the house. He continued to eavesdrop with his head down.

Aqi suppressed his impatience and lay down beside Cheng Yan to listen.

"New forging method?" Niwa pursed his lips to confirm.

"Yes, I heard that this method uses a certain type of ore, and the smelting efficiency is rising rapidly, so the output can be doubled."

With his fists clenched on his knees, Niwa nodded, "Thank you, Brother Changzong, for telling me."

Chang Zong patted Niwa's shoulder and said, "For this batch of goods, we still follow the old rules. But after this, Niwa should ask about the new rules. There are so many sword forging places in Inazuma, and everyone will only choose the one with better discounts and guaranteed production."

After the two people in the house finished discussing, they left the room one after another. Cheng Yan put the bricks and tiles back in place and took Aqi back to the original house.

The table was half filled with food, but Aqi had lost his appetite. He lowered his eyes and looked absent-minded, which made Cheng Yan sigh softly.

Raising her hand, she picked up some food for him and said, "You have to fill your stomach first, no matter what."

Aqi pursed his lips and looked up. His pitiful look made Cheng Yan feel even more sorry.

"Hasn't the merchant already told Niwa about the method? If we find that new smelting method, won't the Tadashi Sword Forge be able to keep up with other forges?"

Aqi swallowed the food Cheng Yan brought over without tasting it, "I want to help Niwa."

The Ta'er Sword Forge was the first warm place he had ever encountered, and he didn't want the place he cared about to suffer any setbacks.

Cheng Yan pushed the food towards Aqi and said, "How about we change the purpose of our trip today?"

Aqi raised his eyes and met Cheng Yan's gaze.

"How about changing it to 'Tianmu Sword Forge Exploration Operation'?"

A warmth gradually spread from his chest to his whole body, and Archie blinked hard, "Will you go with me?"

Cheng Yan made a "tsk" sound and stuffed a mouthful of food into his mouth in displeasure. "This is the plan I proposed. I want to be the leader and you will be my younger brother."

"Okay." Archie concealed the emotion in his eyes and took the initiative to pick up a piece of food for Cheng Yan.

Cheng Yan was flattered, "Oh my, I can't bear to eat this, I want to offer it up."

Although he said he was reluctant to eat it, he stuffed the food into his mouth swiftly. After chewing it twice, a spicy taste began to appear in his mouth. Cheng Yan's eyes turned red as he watched Aqi chewing and crying.

When Aqi looked up, he saw Cheng Yan's face full of tears, and he was so scared that he dropped his chopsticks.

"Hey, don't cry. Are you moved to tears? It's just a piece of food with chopsticks."

Affected by Cheng Yan, his thought process became strange. Archie stood up and patted Cheng Yan on the back, looking worried.

Cheng Yan shook his head and swallowed a mouthful of ginger. "It's okay. The ginger you picked for me is also very delicious, but a little spicy."

Archie was silent. "I said I thought it was a piece of meat. Do you believe me?"

Cheng Yan sniffed, "I believe it, but next time, let me pick up the food for you."