Longevity Martial Arts: Grinding Experience in the Chaotic World novel Chapter 44

Chapter 44: Chapter 44 Perfect Success

Gu Erniu and Gu Sheng steadied their minds and emotions, unhurried yet confident. When it came to selling pelts, especially rare ones like silver fox pelts, they were the ones being courted.

Before long.

A middle-aged man with a round face and slight paunch walked in, dressed like an attendant. When he smiled, his eyes narrowed into slits, and he clasped his hands repeatedly in apology.

"I’ve kept you two waiting. Truly, my affairs have been overwhelming. My surname is Qian; feel free to call me Fatty Qian."

"Greetings, Manager Qian."

Gu Sheng and his companion naturally wouldn’t actually call him Fatty Qian.

Manager Qian sat down, discreetly sizing up the two men across from him. Though they had attempted to mask it, the rustic air about them was unmistakable.

Yet he harbored no disdain.

Their figures were sturdy, their faces tough and resolved, and judging by the large bundle of pelts behind them, their identities were clear.

Hunters—and not ordinary ones.

"I wonder what kind of trade the two of you are hoping to conduct?"

Gu Sheng drew out the silver fox pelt he had prepared in advance.

With a gentle motion.

The rolled-up silver fox pelt instantly spread out, landing on the square table in front of them. The silvery sheen, gleaming brilliantly, caught their eyes. Manager Qian’s heart skipped a beat as he reached out to touch it, the soft and comfortable texture surging through his senses.

He examined it closely, his expression growing more and more astonished.

The pelt was exceptionally smooth and intact. Apart from some necessary cutting marks, it was flawless, with no holes or damage whatsoever.

"What a stunning pelt! Such exceptional archery!"

He couldn’t help but exclaim in admiration.

With his discerning eye, it was obvious this was a silver fox pelt. For it to remain this intact, the fox must’ve been felled with a single shot through the skull—a clear testament to the hunter’s skill.

Among these two hunters, at least one had to be a master archer—perhaps even both!

His smile grew noticeably more genial.

This was truly a lucrative deal.

Gu Erniu, seeing a silver fox pelt for the first time, could almost instantly recreate in his mind Gu Sheng’s silver fox hunt. His eyes were filled with awe; such archery was a marvel.

"Manager Qian has a keen eye; it’s commendable. I wonder what price you’re willing to offer?"

Manager Qian pondered for a moment before quoting his price.

"Ordinary silver fox pelts typically fetch eleven or twelve taels. For one of this quality, flawless and pristine, I can offer twenty taels." _{frёeweɓηovel.coɱ}

Hearing this offer, Gu Erniu’s breathing paused momentarily.

Gu Sheng couldn’t hide the joy in his heart either.

"Twenty taels is too low. I’ve heard the market price often exceeds double that. How about twenty-four taels for this pelt?"

Manager Qian shook his head with a smile and replied:

"You’re probably referring to the silver fox pelt incident from two years ago. That was a rarity, something beyond reach. To be frank, I plan to present this pelt as a gift to the wife of my employer. Twenty-two taels—consider it a gesture of goodwill to make friends with two master archers!"

"I also noticed some pelts and medicinal herbs behind you two. How about this—I’ll purchase everything at the stall price here in the market?"

The sincerity was unmistakable. Mingyu Hall, a business owned by a prominent family, didn’t resort to underhanded tricks.

Gu Sheng secretly nodded in approval.

This offer was close to his expected price—perhaps even slightly higher—coupled with higher market prices for the other goods, saving them the trouble of setting up a stall themselves.

The two exchanged a glance. Gu Erniu smiled and said:

"In that case, we’ll follow Manager Qian’s arrangement."

"Excellent, very straightforward! I’ll immediately arrange for someone to count the goods!"

The deal was struck, and both sides revealed smiles of satisfaction.

Before long.

Everything had been sorted and counted.

Manager Qian held a large abacus, clicking away before finally looking up and saying:

"Altogether, it comes to eight taels and three pieces of big coin. Do the two of you find this acceptable?"

Gu Sheng and Gu Erniu both nodded, their eyes reflecting their delight.

Gu Sheng’s goods were valued at five taels, while Gu Erniu’s totaled three taels and three big coins—a sizeable fortune.

After settling accounts.

Gu Sheng held a hefty twenty-seven taels of silver in his hands, feeling deeply satisfied.

He recalled just a few months ago, newly awakened with innate wisdom and without a single resource to his name. Back then, twenty-seven taels felt as distant as a dream—even one tael was unimaginable. Now, he had finally escaped survival struggles and begun walking toward a brighter future.