Chapter 319 The Roman caravan is in a panic!

On the one hand, this Lu Ban in front of him actually dared to lower the price, which undoubtedly meant that he was prepared to lose so as to avoid being unable to compensate in the future.

However, Lu Ban did not know that the cost of making the glass cup by the Roman imperial master was extremely low.

Even if they sold it for three taels of silver, they would not lose a penny.

More importantly, they have far more than thirty glass cups on hand.

The caravan has more than 300 pieces!
Lu Ban's generosity at this moment may have come from the fact that he mistakenly believed that there were only more than thirty treasures.

Little did they know that the truth was three hundred pieces!

Even if he buys it now, the captain can use the remaining quantity to put pressure on Luban.

By then, it will depend on whether Lu Ban has enough silver to deal with it.

If you can't come up with it, don't blame them for ruthlessly demanding compensation!
What’s wrong with a little noise in Xianyang City?

Then, the captain of the caravan led the team members to the side and asked: "Who has Lu Ban's detailed information?"

Someone responded: "I heard that Lu Ban across the street was a skilled craftsman, and many of Qin's rare items were made by him."

"Yes, I just talked to several Qin civilians, and they all knew this Lu Ban."

"I think Lu Ban's reputation is real. After all, the people around here all know him."

"Great!"

The captain's lips curled up into a satisfied smile. To him, people who can help him become famous are extremely important.

If even a famous craftsman like Lu Ban from the Qin State can speak up for him, would he still be worried that the glass cups would not be sold?
Once the bet was established, the Qin people valued their reputation.

By then, Lu Ban will become his chess piece!

He is just a craftsman, how could he come up with so much silver?

Even if they could, Rome would continue to send glass cups here...

How could Lu Ban afford it!

The only answer is that Lu Ban was forced to work for him, publicizing that the Roman glass cup was a rare treasure and thus helping with sales!
You know, thanks to the exquisite craftsmanship of the national master, the cost of these glass cups is only one penny of silver each!
Faced with such lucrative profits, who can resist the temptation?
Once Rome began to mass-produce glass cups and shipped them to the Qin market, even if they were only traded a few times, they could make a fortune.

When the silver returns to Rome, it will become the capital for building a strong army for the future empire.

And these weapons will be the key to plundering the wealth of the Qin Dynasty!

After a heated discussion, everyone gathered in front of Lu Ban again.

The captain of the caravan said: "Although I would like to gamble with you, this price is really too low."

Hearing this, Lu Ban smiled calmly: "It's okay, just name a price. I will use my reputation to promote you."

"I believe that as soon as I open my mouth, everyone in the city will know the value of your glass cups."

Upon hearing this, the captain of the caravan raised a smug smile.

It seems that he really has money, otherwise he wouldn't be so confident.

However, young man, you seem to have forgotten that we have the powerful Roman Empire behind us.

Do you think we can't make such a glass cup?

Let me tell you, as long as we want, these glass cups can be piled up into a mountain at any time!

Until then, we'll see how you can afford it!

The captain pretended to think for a moment and suggested, "How about this, twenty taels of silver each. What do you think?"

"If we lose, we'll buy yours for twenty taels of silver. If you lose, not only do you have to buy it, you have to help us promote it!"

Lu Ban remained calm and wanted to laugh out loud.

I wonder what the Thirteenth Young Master would think if he knew the commotion he caused.

The glass cup was already commonplace to the Thirteenth Young Master.

Although the current number is unclear, Lu Ban is sure that there are many.

So he nodded and agreed: "No problem, then let's sign the contract. I am very confident about this."

The caravan saw that Lu Ban was calm and composed and didn't care whether he was acting or not.

after all,

The Roman people are the wisest! No one can compare with the Roman people!
The wisdom of the national teacher far exceeds those Qin people who regard dirt as treasure! At this moment, he had only one thought in his mind: making money.

Hahahaha.

"Bring the contract! Let this Master Luban sign it!"

Soon, the caravan members wrote down the contract and handed it to everyone.

When paper and pen were placed between the two of them, Lu Ban signed without hesitation.

After signing, the caravan leader readily wrote down his name.

Lu Ban looked at the captain of the caravan in front of him and asked with a smile:

"I have a question. What if you admit that the glass cup we showed you was made by you?"

The leader of the caravan seemed to have expected this. He retorted loudly: "Why bother saying more! If the quality is inferior to ours, can it still be called a glass cup?!"

His unreasonable behavior was only to prevent the emergence of inferior imitations in Daqin.

In his eyes, only the Roman glass cups were considered to be the best.

"What if the glass cups we display are of better quality?" Lu Ban asked calmly.

"Hehehe!"

The caravan captain seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world.

A Qin Dynasty masterpiece that surpasses the Roman glass cup?

What sane Roman would believe that?

"Then admit that it was made by Daqin! And I will buy all of them as agreed! That should be fine, right?"

He picked out the best glass from the pile of glass cups, as if setting a benchmark for judgment.

In Lu Ban's opinion, that cup was indeed outstanding. After all, the other cups were either opaque or too ugly.

The captain of the caravan smiled with satisfaction and challenged, "As long as you can come up with something better than ours, I will admit that it was made by you!"

"Ha ha!"

At this time, Lu Ban already knew the outcome and victory was in his grasp.

In his eyes, the glass cup in front of him was just a piece of waste.

He asked provocatively: "Can you let me see the glass cup in your hand?"

"Of course! Let me show you the treasures of the empire! Admit defeat now!"

"The outcome is uncertain. I never think I will lose."

Taking the glass cup handed over by the captain of the caravan, Lu Ban began to comment based on his craftsman's intuition.

"I think the craftsmanship of this glass cup is not outstanding."

"The production time was poorly controlled and the color showed that it was rushed."

"In addition, its edges are rough and feel uncomfortable, and you may accidentally cut your lips and tongue."

As Lu Ban spoke, he raised his glass to the sun in the sky.

"The transparency is also poor. I am not optimistic about the condition of the crystals inside the glass. I am afraid it is not even capable of withstanding hot water."

"This cup is really low-quality in my opinion. Do you want to change it to a better one?"

The crowd was confused, but the captain of the Roman caravan knew the whole story.

As the user of the glass cup, every word of Lu Ban hits the mark.

This glass cup does have many problems, even its ability to withstand hot water is an understatement.

Some glass cups are extremely fragile and can be shattered with a slight pinch.

The caravan captain's expression instantly turned tense.

He was secretly surprised: "This kid seems to know something about the colored glass cup. Could it be that there are skilled craftsmen in the Qin Dynasty who can make such a treasure?"

However, this thought was fleeting.

(End of this chapter)