The four guards dispersed, and Jun Shutong left the inn with two maids.
The streets are bustling with people and the sounds of hawking and buying and selling are endless.
The master and his two servants walked from the food street to the jewelry and clothing street, and then from the various handicrafts street to the weapons customization street.
Food, clothing, housing and other necessities are all available here. You can buy everything you need in life here.
In addition, what surprised them the most was that the weapons here could be customized. Just describe the shape and color you want to the store, and a special painter will record it and then customize it according to your requirements.
The master and his two servants walked towards a medium-sized weapons shop. Before they reached the door, two servants in uniform came up to greet them with smiles.
"Miss, please come in. Whether it's custom weapons or finished products, we have them all here."
"Please feel free to look around. The first floor is the finished product, and the second floor is for private customization."
The servant lifted the beaded curtain and invited the few people into the house. Immediately, a servant dressed in the same clothes came over.
"Feel free to look around. If you feel tired, you can take a rest in the tea room ahead."
Jun Shutong nodded and looked around the store inconspicuously.
It is very large and exquisitely decorated, looking simple and refined.
Although it sells weapons, the store is very clean, almost spotless. Jun Shutong stroked the edge of the counter and could clearly see the traces of time. The last renovation was probably several decades ago.
Seven or eight waiters in the store were serving other customers, while the shopkeeper was leisurely fanning himself in the backstage.
The rows of weapons on the wall are particularly eye-catching, while hidden arrows, daggers, short knives and the like are placed on the counter.
"Little Brother, do you accept large-scale customization here?"
The servant behind him had his eyes lit up, and the forced smile on his face became more sincere. This inconspicuous little girl turned out to be a big customer. If he took a private customization order, he could get a commission of 2% of the total price.
"I wonder what specific quantity Miss refers to when she says large quantities?"
Jun Shutong pointed at the bows and arrows hanging on the wall and said, "Ten thousand bows like these, and one hundred thousand arrows, is that feasible?"
After hearing Jun Shutong's words, the waiter's expression suddenly changed.
"Miss, you... stop joking."
"Although we are a weapons shop, we can't manufacture so many weapons for private individuals."
"Miss, you may not know this, but the Vatican has a rule that private orders cannot exceed a maximum of 100 pieces per person."
The servant wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. Fortunately, this was an uninformed foreign merchant. If any official from the Vatican had made such a request, he would have thought that the other party was planning a rebellion.
"I'm sorry, little brother. I'm new here and don't know anything about the rules here. I was just joking with you just now. Don't take it to heart."
The servant smiled and said he didn't mind, but he was cursing in his heart.
[Other people order items as gifts, and I've never seen anyone order more than three items at once.]
[You are just a yellow-haired girl, yet you open your mouth and say ten thousand bows and a hundred thousand arrows. Why don’t you go to heaven?]
[I've been looking at it for so long, but I can't even afford an ordinary weapon. What a waste of my time.]
The servant wanted to leave, but Jun Shutong and the others had not left yet, so he could not abandon his guests to receive new customers.
"How much is that dagger?"
Jun Shutong pointed at a dagger inlaid with crystals on the counter and asked.
Seeing that Jun Shutong finally showed signs of buying something, the servant immediately put on a smile and took out the dagger.
"Miss, you have good taste. This dagger is sharp and thin, it can cut iron like mud. The scabbard has a simple pattern, and the quality of the crystal is also excellent."
"Only eight hundred gold coins."
Taking into account the location, rent, and labor, eight hundred gold coins is not particularly expensive and is still within Jun Shutong's acceptable range.
"Does it have a name?" Jun Shutong asked.
"This dagger has no name. It's said to be a trophy captured on the battlefield. The Pope then gave it to someone with merit. Many years later, it somehow ended up in the hands of the common people and was later acquired by our boss."
[Heh, even selling a knife requires a story. I have to say, these people from the Vatican really know how to do business.]
"Then take this dagger!"
"Okay, I'll wrap it up for you right away."
"Sir, is there anything else you need? If you would like custom weapons, we can make them for under 100 pieces."
"No, I'll come back later if I need you."
The men paid the money and left the shop with the daggers in the box.
It would be a lie to say I wasn't heartbroken to exchange eight hundred gold coins for such a broken dagger.
Although she has a lot of money, a little bit of money is better spent, and no one would complain about having too much money.
The main purpose of this trip was to find out the extent of the Vatican's control over weapons. Sure enough, it was as strict as she expected.
As soon as they walked out of the store, they were almost hit by a speeding carriage.
The carriage rushed past several people without slowing down at all, and the people on the road were frightened and dodged.
If Yingying hadn't been quick-witted, Xia Xue would have been injured.
"These people on the road are really abominable. They rush around like this recklessly. Aren't they afraid of bumping into people?"
The people passing by gave Xia Xue a thumbs-up when they saw that she dared to scold the people in the carriage, but their faces were full of sarcasm.
"Only a country girl like you has the guts to scold Miss Shuya."
"Who is this Miss Shuya?" Jun Shutong asked.
"So you're from out of town. No wonder you don't recognize Miss Shuya's carriage."
"She's a cabinet minister, Prince Cecil's most beloved granddaughter, and the Queen's niece. Who dares to mess with her?"
"She is the prince's granddaughter. We have no intention of offending her. We will be more careful in the future. Thank you for your advice, brother."
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