Chapter 107 Spring Wind Knows My Intentions
"Moreover, if you want to be my friend, why feel sorry for me? Come to my house, I’ll treat you to wine and meat."
Ding Ce spoke candidly, and Nezha did not doubt his sincerity. However, Nezha thought to himself, if I truly consider you a friend, could I bear to see my destitute friend starve for the next three days just to treat me to a meal?
The spring breeze knows my intention, blowing dreams to the west continent.
The sea dream is distant, your worries are my worries too.
Nezha laughed, "Why call it pity? Are you saying that the iron you mentioned is not fine iron, that’s a lie? Is your craftsmanship lacking, and the weapons you forge are all duds, and I’d lose out buying them?"
Ding Ce was momentarily stunned, then laughed, his smile becoming even more hearty. He naturally understood that Nezha’s words were meant to free him from any inner constraints, and he also greatly agreed with Nezha’s words.
He couldn’t help but think that although this child is young, he truly is a good friend.
Ding Ce said, "What I said is naturally not a lie. If you can buy weapons forged by me, Ding Ce, it is indeed your good fortune. So, I won’t be polite with you. In this basket, there are seven fine swords, each for twenty taels of silver, and three treasured knives, sharp enough to cut iron like mud, each for twenty-two taels of silver. In total, they are worth two hundred and six taels, I’ll round it down to two hundred taels for you. I spent one hundred and twenty taels on fine iron, thirty taels on coal, and three months of hard work, earning you fifty taels of silver. How does that sound?"
"That is indeed reasonable."
Nezha nodded and said, "Since we are friends, why not give me a friendship price, offer me a 20% discount, and sell it to me for one hundred and sixty taels of silver. How about that?"