"Why, little brother, you seem surprised?"

A middle-aged man in a suit, with a big belly, a slicked-back hair, and a square face looked at Zhang Feng and said with a smile.

"Uh...you're a little different than I imagined."

Zhang Feng scratched his head.

"Haha, now it's the machine age, and we blacksmiths have to keep up with the times! Let me formally introduce myself, my name is Shen Zheng."

"Hello, my name is Zhang Feng."

"Come on, please come in!"

Crack! Zhang Feng only saw Shen Zheng casually swing the stick, and the stick as thick as his arm actually broke!

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"Here, little brother, take this."

Shen Zheng sheathed the sword and handed it to Zhang Feng.

Zhang Feng gave a thumbs up, and then said in confusion:

"It's useless to open too many machines! Because we only have so many orders. If we open too many machines, the production will be excessive and the backlog will tie up our funds! And for goods like this, there's no need to open so many machines. These few are more than enough!"

Shen Zheng smiled somewhat complacently.

Zhang Feng heard two pieces of information from this passage.

But these are not what Zhang Feng cares about. What he cares about is the second information.

Zhang Feng understood now. To put it simply, the swords produced by Shen Zheng's factory were made of good materials and great technology, but due to their lack of fame, they were neither high nor low. The poor could not afford them, and the rich looked down on them.

“That’s pretty uncomfortable!”

Shen Zheng shrugged.

"Not expensive? That's what you think, but others don't! People spend two or three hundred dollars online to buy a sword that's much better looking than this one, isn't that great? And in modern society, what's the point of having sharp swords? The police will teach you a lesson in a minute! The machines you just saw working were bought by me later, just to make cheap craft swords. Those craft swords sell for much better prices than my swords!"

"Haha, how is it? It's sharp, right? But don't be too surprised. After all, I'm quite strong."

Swish~ Zhang Feng pulled it out and looked at it carefully. The scabbard was very gorgeous, but the sword body did not have any so-called patterns or anything. It was even gray. However, the blade flashed a cold light from time to time, letting people know that this sword was not easy to mess with.

Zhang Feng felt that he could definitely afford the price of more than three thousand yuan and give it to his knights so that they could try to see whether this sword was better or their knight swords were better.

"Change career?"

The two came to an office, which should be Shen Zheng's personal office. In addition to the desk and the boss's chair, there were various sheathed swords hanging on the wall, some of which were extremely gorgeous, while others were very simple and quaint.

These swords are just for show!

"Brother, let me be frank. What I'm here to buy today is this real thing. If you have one, why not take it out and have a look? The price is negotiable!"

There are few orders from Shen Zheng’s factory!

"You are right and wrong, or inaccurate. Handmade swords are indeed good, but this quality is more reflected in the collection aspect, especially the swords made by masters. Many collectors are scrambling for them. But in actual combat, I think machine-made ones are not bad, and are even much better. After all, modern technology plus composite materials are still very powerful. Of course, this machine is not an ordinary machine."

"I see you have a lot of machines here, why don't you turn them all on?"

"How much does a sword like this one cost?"

"Just now I heard you say that these swords are just for show? What do you mean by show? Are there any real ones?"

"Well, to be honest, I've been asking people these past few days if anyone wants to buy these machines, to see if I can sell them off, or even sell the factory together. I'm planning to change my career!"

"As for the selling price, it's over three thousand."

Shen Zheng smiled bitterly. If there was really money to be made, he would not just leave the machines here to gather dust. He had planned to see if he could sell those useless machines during this period of time. Otherwise, every day he left them alone, he would lose money.

"I have always had a question. Is a sharp sword like yours made by a machine? Shouldn't a powerful sword be handmade?"

Zhang Feng was quite interested in these things. Watching a long piece of iron being processed into a real sword in such a short time gave him an inexplicable sense of pleasure. This was a bit similar to the decompression videos on the Internet.

"I see there are a lot of sword crafts like this for sale online. There shouldn't be a lot of orders, right?"

Hearing Zhang Feng's words, Shen Zheng laughed out loud:

Seeing that the other party was keeping it a secret, Zhang Feng didn't hesitate and said directly:

"This... is so sharp!"

"More than three thousand, doesn't seem expensive!"

"You are wrong. My sword is sharp, but it is also expensive. The material alone is not comparable to that of ordinary swords, not to mention the processing fee and labor cost. If you want to COS or something, it is enough to buy handicraft swords produced by small workshops on Baotao. People who want to buy swords for collection have money, but they buy those with brands and heritage, such as Longquan. In their eyes, mine, which has no history, is actually a small workshop..."

Zhang Feng pointed at the sword in Shen Zheng's hand.

There are many machines in the factory, but only a few of them are in operation. You can see some iron bars of sword models being processed in the machines. Soon, a brand new sword comes out.

Zhang Feng asked the doubts in his mind.

Shen Zheng picked up one at random, and then took a wooden stick as thick as an arm from the corner.

"That's right. These things, including those sold in the market, whether they are sharpened or not, are almost all just for show. They look very powerful, but in fact they can be cut into pieces with just one cut! As for the real thing, of course I have it, but..."

"Hey, you've seen this. For craft swords like this, you only need a few machines to make one quickly. The cost is not high, and many small workshops can make them. Their prices are also cheap, so they have taken up a lot of the market. Naturally, our orders have decreased a lot. For things like this, as long as they look good, they're fine. Quality is not a requirement, so we'll definitely buy from whoever offers the cheapest price!"

However, Zhang Feng discovered a problem.

"plz follow me."

Only a few machines have been started up now. Although the swords are produced quickly, the quantity is not large. For things like this, shouldn't the more you make, the more money you can make?

"sharp!"

Zhang Feng felt very sympathetic towards Shen Zheng. He had such good swords, but he couldn't sell them. However, his casually made handicraft swords were very popular.

Looking at the neat cut, Zhang Feng was a little bit unbelievable. He had seen Knight Marlowe training, but Knight Marlowe's silver-shining knight sword definitely did not have such power.

Lan Qingyi took Zhang Feng back home. Zhang Feng felt that this girl didn't seem to like talking very much.

Shen Zheng waved his hand, and Zhang Feng followed him into a factory that was not small in size.

With a slight hum , Shen Zheng drew his sword.

Zhang Feng took the stick.

Listening to Shen Zheng's complaints, Zhang Feng felt that although he looked very glamorous, his business didn't seem to be good.

"Your sword is so sharp, it should sell very well, how could there be no business?"

Zhang Feng's eyes flickered for a moment, and then he asked:

As soon as he entered the factory, Zhang Feng heard the buzzing sound of machines.

After hearing Shen Zheng's explanation, Zhang Feng suddenly realized. No wonder those masters' works were sold so expensively. However, for Zhang Feng, practicality was the most important thing compared to collection value.

After hearing Shen Zheng's explanation, Zhang Feng realized that he had been thinking wrongly.

You may think that the sharper the better, but others would rather not have it sharpened.

"Well, I've said so much, and it can be regarded as a complaint. Don't mind it, little brother. I heard that you want to order a batch of swords. What kind do you want? Do you want good-looking ones, or practical ones, or both practical and good-looking ones?"

Shen Zheng asked curiously, no matter what happens in the future, just make some money now if you can.

"Don't worry about that for now. May I ask you how much you plan to pay for the sword factory?"

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