Poison Genius Consort

d to toe.
His final gaze had rested on his hands.
Naturally, Long Feiye had averted his gaze once the middle-aged man looked his way, keeping taciturn and reserved as ever.

“Miss Helian, please feel free to request as much grain as you want.
Our storehouse manager is here to give you definite answers,” Master Lin began.

“What, even Master Lin yourself don’t know how much grain you have?” Han Yunxi teased.
It was a normal line of questioning, and it’d be stranger if she didn’t ask it.

The middle-aged man broke into laughter.
“Master, see what Miss Helian’s saying now.”

Master Lin gave an awkward smile.
“Heheh, Miss Helian might not be aware, but this storehouse manager of mine is very dependable.
With him here, we won’t even have a single mouse inside the grain depots!”

Naturally, the ‘mouse’ he referred to were thieves who tried to steal grain.
The middle-aged man was quick to turn modest.
“Master Lin has bestowed me with his trust, so I’d naturally be loyal to my post!”

“Master manager, what did you say your name was again?” Han Yunxi suddenly asked.

“My surname is Qian,”1 the middle-aged man repeated.

“Ohoh,” Han Yunxi nodded.
She was just probing him for fun, because he said he was surnamed ‘Qian’ when they first made their introductions.
It looked like he’d made a rough outline of his standardized lies.
Actually, it didn’t matter whether this man and Master Lin were pretending to flatter each other or just making empty chitchat.
She didn’t care either way.
Now that they were sitting here with the deal half done, the only thing left to set was the price.
Meanwhile, Long Feiye would be able to investigate this man’s origins as soon as the face veil was removed.

“Manager Qian, then you tell me how much grain you have in those warehouses,” Han Yunxi’s attitude was arrogant and careless.

“We have plenty of grain in our storehouse.
No matter how much Miss Helian needs, we’ll be apply to supply the stock!” The Manager was quite lofty with his tone!

“Heheh, and what if you don’t?” Han Yunxi asked.

Manager Qian didn’t answer, but cast a glance at Master Lin, who quickly spoke up.
“May Miss Helian please tell us how much grain you need.”

“There’s no limit.
However much you have, I’ll take it all!” Han Yunxi said, before adding, “With cash payment!”

Her direct response left Master Lin and Manager Qian stunned.
Han Yunxi seizes the chance to add on, “Of course, if we can’t settle on a price, then this lady won’t take a single grain with me.”

Manager Qian hesitated before he said, “Miss Helian, why don’t you offer a price?”

“You guys quote a price instead,” Han Yunxi said.
She wasn’t an idiot—she was here to haggle, not to pay a listed price! When she was a still a student, she depended on holding multiple part-time jobs to live.
Studying medicine was both taxing and costly, and she had to spend money to find backers to win her clinic training opportunities.
The practical internships offered by the school itself were limited at best, to speak nothing of her specialized study in poisons.
As a result, she was extremely picky when it came to buying anything, and an exceptionally skilled haggler.

“I think it’s better for Miss Helian to name a price, especially with this much grain at stake.
This one will see if the offer is appropriate,” Manager Qian smiled.

“You know there’s a lot at stake, so you should give an appropriate price,” Han Yunxi said casually.
She’d already won in terms of manner and bearing.
Who told the other side to be so hasty to get rid of their stock?

“I heard Miss Helian disliked 10,000 taels because it was too expensive?” Manager Qian began to sound her out.
He didn’t mention how much dan was on sale for 10,000 taels.

“Isn’t it?” Han Yunxi said ambiguously.

“It certainly is, for 100 dan,” Manager Qian said succinctly.

Han Yunxi smiled coldly.
Yesterday, she’d complained that 10,000 taels was too much for 10,000 dan, not 100 dan. This guy had said that on purpose! He even pushed the price label from 10,000 dan all the way to 100 dan. How ruthless!

“Aiya, is that what I said yesterday?” Han Yunxi feigned ignorance.

So did Master Lin.
“I believe so.” High level haggling skills meant shamelessly pretending to be none the wiser!

Han Yunxi ran her hands through her long hair and turned to look at Long Feiye.
“I drank too much last night.
Did I ever say that?”

“To reply mistress, you said no such thing,” Long Feiye’s tone was very professional.

“Then what did I say?” Han Yunxi said as she secretly thought to herself, Respected Highness Duke of Qin, please give a price!

“To reply mistress, you said 100,000 dan for 10,000 taels last night,” Long Feiye replied calmly.
Master Lin and Manager Qian spat out their tea at the words, completely floored.
They had to bow before such superiority.

100,000 dan for 10,000 taels, thisthisthis…he actually spoke such words! Even Han Yunxi was startled by the statement.
She thought she was already pretty ruthless, but Long Feiye was even worse.

“Oh…” Han Yunxi drew out the syllable.
“Master Lin, it looks like you heard the wrong thing.”

“Miss Helian must be joking.
100,000 dan for 10,000 taels, this… How could that be possible, hahah…” Master Lin’s smiling face looked even uglier than his crying one.

“You think it’s too cheap? Then what do you suggest?” Han Yunxi asked innocently.

If someone had to offer a price first, then the other would have to crush that offer ferociously until they had enough room to seize an advantage.
With 100,000 dan for 10,000 taels as the starting point, Han Yunxi was looking forward to seeing how Master Lin could raise the price again!