Big Data Cultivation Chapter 770

Chapter 770: Chapter 770: The Second Young Master Plays Matchmaker Chapter 770: Chapter 770: The Second Young Master Plays Matchmaker Mu Fengtang, faced with this question, was initially stunned, then gave a wry smile in response, “Lord Chen, the clan has rules that we cannot reveal…”

“Alright, I know,” Chen Junwei waved his hand and asked with a smile, “Is your last name Su, Jiang… or Mu?”

Truly worthy of being a member of the Family Alliance! Mu Fengtang bowed respectfully and replied, “I am Mu Tang, from Tianfeng County.”

Chen Junwei was taken aback for a moment, then laughed again, “I didn't expect it; I almost implicated a clansman of Steward Mu…”

He knew that disciples of the Mu Family had a tradition of traveling, but not all disciples needed to go through this. In fact, he was not afraid of Steward Mu–the Mu Family could only make the Chen Family slightly wary, far from fearful.

He was also not afraid that by dealing with this person, Steward Mu would bear a grudge–after all, he was an unimportant disciple. Even if he had dealt with the Mu Family's legal heir, what of it? As long as he was justified, the Chen Family would not fear these things.

However, now he had to say something, “You don't quite look like Steward Mu…”

You see, I didn't recognize you as a disciple of the Mu Family, so you can't blame me for being unfriendly to you.

But Mu Fengtang knew his own worth–the other party had outright refused even people from King Qian's Mansion.

They were just giving him a way out, considering the young maid's sake.

Therefore, he bowed again respectfully, “It's my fault. My clan has its rules, and I truly offended.”

“Alright,” Chen Junwei waved his hand and looked at him with interest, “It's not my business, but now I am a little curious. What do you seek from the Divine Doctor?”

Mu Fengtang thought for a moment and eventually decided not to take the risk, sticking to his original plan, “Tianfeng County is hot, plagued by venomous pests; I wanted to negotiate for the Dew Fragrance Water business there.”

Chen Junwei looked at him in surprise, “Your ambition isn't too big.”

To be honest, he thought this young man was simply… Was it worth offending King Qian's Mansion for such a trivial matter?

Mu Fengtang earnestly replied, “I had limited funds when I left, and I couldn't handle a larger business anyway.”

“Exactly,” the young Chen Family disciple nodded, “You're competing with Tiantong for business here.”

“Brother Chen is absolutely right,” Mu Fengtang raised his hand and spoke earnestly, “However, if it's just one county, I believe Tiantong won't mind… they need people to help them sell as well.”

The Da Limu Family had no connections with Tiantong's Eastern Branch, but they had dealt with the Southern Division, and Tiantong, doing business in The Secular World, often needed to rely on the Mu Family's local influence.

“You've really planned it out carefully,” the young Chen Family Disciple looked at him with surprise and nodded slightly, “Alright, you've passed. Although the business isn't large, your planning is solid, and it's highly operational… Come with your number plate this afternoon.”

With just a few words, Mu Fengtang's affairs were basically settled, and those around looked at him with envy. Some even reproached themselves inwardly: Why didn't I think of lending a hand when that woman pushed the cart past just now?

Someone just casually gave way and thus avoided blame, even gaining the opportunity to see the Divine Doctor. If I had helped push the cart, what more could I have gained?

Mu Fengtang himself had not expected that at a moment close to despair, an unexpected 180-degree turn occurred, and what he sought became suddenly within easy reach.

Just as he was still dazed, not fully recovering from the surprise, the young maid approached and said another sentence, “The person you're meeting this afternoon is not the Divine Doctor… but they do have the authority to decide.”

Mu Fengtang subconsciously bowed, “Thank you for informing me, miss… uh, I won't see the Divine Doctor?”

“What kind of status does the Divine Doctor hold?” The woman glanced at him and walked away, “For such a trifling matter, how could it possibly disturb the Master of Zhige Mountain?”

Mu Fengtang pondered over her words, and as he was about to continue asking, he realized the woman was already far away.

He hurried out of the courtyard to look around but couldn't find her anywhere.

In the next moment, his pupils shrank when he saw that Innate Expert, Chen Junsheng, standing not far away, smiling at him and waving him over.

Mu Fengtang quickly approached and bowed deeply, “I have seen Lord Chen. May I ask what instructions you have for me?”

Chen Junwei looked him up and down, then asked amiably, “What do you think of that girl just now… hmm?”

Mu Fengtang hesitated, thinking to himself, what do you mean by that? That maid… what about that girl, could it be you want me to take her as a concubine?

He did not believe that such a girl could become his wife; however, he allowed himself to ask, “May I know the girl's background?”

If she was also a disciple of the Family Alliance and a legitimate daughter, he might consider marrying her–after all, one marries for virtue and takes a concubine for beauty.

Chen Junwei looked at him helplessly, “Her background is from a smaller family…”

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He thought for a while and felt that Lang Da Mei couldn't even be considered a “delicate girl from a modest family,” but rather “from a small family. Her dad is an Intermediate Level martial master.”

Mu Fengtang's lips twitched, I respect you as an official, but you must understand that we are both members of the Family Alliance.

So he expressed his position delicately, “The lady has talent; rest assured, Lord Chen, I shall express my gratitude abundantly in the future…”

Seeing that his sister had spoken a few more words to him and thinking that this young man came from a good background and followed proper procedures in his actions, Chen Junwei originally intended to do a favor and help match the two of them.

Upon hearing this, he understood the situation, but as a rough man and not a matchmaker, he could only snort displeasedly, turn around, and walk away, “The girl is called Lang Da Mei, go find out about her yourself.”

Being an Innate Expert who condescended to matchmake for others, if they were unappreciative, he truly had no interest in saying anything more.

Mu Fengtang sneered indifferently, thinking, alright, this girl doesn't even have a proper name, just called Da Mei, so why tell me all this?

He had a nagging feeling that the girl wasn't so simple, but he deliberately ignored this possibility.

That afternoon, he met with the negotiation counterparts, two men and one woman. One of the men and the woman barely spoke; it was only the young, handsome man who engaged in idle chatter with him.

The other party was very perfunctory, but Mu Fengtang didn't feel dejected; instead, he felt that this was the befitting dignity of Mount Zhige, to not take the distribution of Dew Fragrance Water for one county too seriously.

To speak of it, the Dew Fragrance Water from Mount Zhige was much cheaper than that of the Tiantong Commerce Alliance–they sold two bottles for five silver yuan, while here it was one bottle per silver yuan, meaning Tiantong made a profit of one hundred and fifty percent just by turning it over.

Mu Fengtang thought that if he took the Dew Fragrance Water back to Tianfeng County, he should be able to sell it for at least three silver yuan per bottle–if sold in his own store, it should fetch five silver yuan per bottle.

With his two hundred-plus taels of Gold, he could buy twenty thousand bottles, roughly the one-month consumption of Tianfeng County, which meant he could make more than four hundred taels of Gold a month.

How much would that be in a year? At least five thousand taels of Gold.

However, he also admitted that, given the grandeur of Mount Zhige, such an order was really not considered big.

Take for example how King Qian's Mansion offered a deposit of twenty thousand taels of Gold that was rejected by the Chen Family Disciples at the first stage; it was clear they genuinely didn't care about that amount of money.

What puzzled him, however, was that after discussing these matters, the handsome young man seemed quite interested in asking, “What do you think of Lang Da Mei? Is she suitable for marriage?”

Am I encountering a rival in love? Mu Fengtang blinked, feeling that it really didn't seem like it.

Thus he remained unflustered, “Da Mei has the ability to discern people, which I truly admire… I have intentions after the matter is settled.”

The young man's face suddenly sank, “What… you think she's not good enough for you?”

“Cough,” the delicate woman beside couldn't listen anymore. She coughed softly, “Second Young Master Yu, you need not concern yourself with this.”

Second Young Master Yu was none other than Yu Changzhu. She glared at the woman, “Sister Yun Shan, I'm responsible for this matter!”

Yu Changzhu wished she could chase away all the women around Feng Jun; Mi Yunshan… she couldn't chase away, but Lang Da Mei was possible. She didn't believe that people like Lang Da Mei or Liu Feifei were suitable matches for Feng Jun.

Of course, she wouldn't throw Lang Da Mei into a pit of fire, otherwise Feng Jun would be the first to not spare her. But this man in front of her was obviously not a pit of fire but a catch–a scion of the Family Alliance.

So she felt completely justified in thinking that she was helping Lang Da Mein, and even if Lang Zhen were present, he couldn't fault her for doing poorly.

Mu Fengtang was truly confused. He blinked and queried, “This Lang Da Mei's father is Lang Zhen, right?”

After listening to Chen Junwei's advice that morning, he had indeed inquired about Lang Da Mei and then found out that her father, Lang Zhen, was the closest confidant of the Master of Zhige Mountain; but… he was only an Intermediate Level martial master who had lost half an arm.

“Would you please open your eyes and look around? My guard, Uncle Dan, is also an Intermediate Level martial master.”

Yu Changzhu, however, coldly sneered, “In front of the Divine Doctor, Lang Zhen's word is worth more than ours… dare you underestimate him?”

“Not exactly,” Mu Fengtang replied, his heart saying one thing and his mouth another, “it's just that Clan rules dictate that when we take wives or concubines, we must consider the interests of the Clan… at the very least, it must be the direct daughter of a prominent family who can become a wife.”

“What do the noble families and great clans amount to?” Yu Changzhu disdainfully said, “The Divine Doctor is a Cultivator… 'No unauthorized access beyond the Transcendent Phase,' don't you recognize these seven characters?”

Mu Fengtang took a deep breath in shock, suddenly astonished, “The… The Divine Doctor is actually a Cultivator? And above the Transcendent Phase?”

Truth be told, he had never really looked into the details of the Divine Doctor's background, even though he already knew that Lang Da Mei's father was Lang Zhen.

The reasons remained the same; one, no one dared to gossip about a Cultivator, and two… the fewer people who knew, the fewer who would compete with him for benefits.

Only Yu Changzhu dared to speak so directly–if she could drive those little bitches away from his side, spilling some secrets was no big deal.

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