The Human Emperor (1-200)

C29: Madam Wang's Discipline

"Amitabha! It's true. The Hyderabad ore has been bought by someone else."

Putting his hands together, Monk Hui Ming reaffirmed the fact with the two Sindhi monks before conveying the words to the two elders.

The two of them stared at one another. For a moment, they were unable to find a word to say.

The Hyderabad ore was definitely not a product that was easy to sell. These two Sindhi monks had been in the capital for several months, but until now, they had been unable to sell any of it.

While a reason for so was because of their sales method, the way the two used to promote the Hyderabad ores wasn't effective, another reason was because the Hyderabad ore had just emerged in the market and there were very few people in the capital who could understand the value of it. Furthermore, these two foreign monks had kept a low profile and they could only speak Sanskrit.

If one didn't know Sanskrit, it would have been impossible to communicate with them. Thus, the Zhang Clan wasn't too worried about anyone beating them to it.

In fact, the two had even considered of using this factor to push down the price. They would have never expected that the Hyderabad ore had already been sold to someone else.

"Where did you sell the Hyderabad ores to?"

The leading blue-clothed middle-aged man asked.

"Ask him whether he had sold it to a distinguished family of the capital."

The other middle-aged man asked.

Their first reaction to the matter was that the two Sindhi monks were lying. They thought that they were using this method to push up the price. Otherwise, it was likely that it was a blacksmith clan that had bought it.

If it was the former, it would be for the best. All they had to do was to offer a higher price. However, if it was the latter, the situation would become troublesome. No matter what, they had to know which competitor had beat them to it.

Monk Hui Ming nodded his head and conveyed the message in Sanskrit to the two Sindhi monks.

"It's not a clan, it was bought by a fourteen to fifteen-year-old child."

After a moment, Monk Hui Ming turned around to look at them once more and shook his head.

"A child!"

The duo was astounded. They could not believe their ears. A child? How could it be a child? This answer left them in greater shock than when they first heard that the Hyderabad ore had been sold out to someone else.

"Master, is it possible that you had interpreted and translated his words wrongly?"

The second middle-aged man asked. Even though the question was slightly offending, he couldn't be concerned with it at this moment.

The sales of the Hyderabad ore wasn't a small matter. No matter what, it was unbelievable that such a valuable commodity had been bought by a small child.

How could a small child have such financial ability?

Their first response was that Monk Hui Ming might not have been well-versed in Sanskrit and an error had occurred in the midst of his translation, causing him to translate the name of some distinguished clan into a child.

In that instant, Monk Hui Ming's complexion turned incomparably awful. However, he suppressed the displeasure he was feeling and asked the two Sindhi monks again.

"There's no mistake, it was bought by a child! They said that the name of the child is Wang Chong."

After a moment, Monk Hui Ming replied seriously.