"Boy, what is your purpose?"
Blacksmith Yuan was puzzled by Quan Yi's sudden visit and could only ask him directly.
"Blacksmith Yuan, our Quan family plans to purchase this shop and establish a research institute specializing in ironware. Moreover, we are actively searching for skilled craftsmen from across the continent to join our institute, and you are one of our key targets."
In this world, blacksmiths held a low status. Due to the existence of Martial Souls, people's demand for conventional iron weapons was minimal.
Most inhabitants of the Douluo Continent possessed weapon-type Martial Souls, which rendered traditional iron weapons almost obsolete. With such low demand, the field of blacksmithing lacked motivation for development, inevitably leading to its decline as a low-tier profession.
Half a year ago, Quan Yi had tasked Quan Ying with commissioning the creation of a "shotgun."
Of course, this so-called "shotgun" was not the same as those from his previous life. Instead, it was a simple iron-based weapon designed to work in conjunction with the Seal of Rhinoceros, allowing for long-range attacks.
This weapon consisted of an iron pipe and iron ball—exactly what Quan Yi had just taken out.
Lacking confidence in this world's technological capabilities, Quan Yi had deliberately kept his expectations low and set only two key requirements.
First, the iron pipe had to be light enough to be wielded with one hand.
Second, its durability needed to be exceptional.
Otherwise, if the iron pipe were to explode under the pressure of the Seal of Rhinoceros, the user would suffer severe injuries.
Among the countless blacksmith shops in the city, only the Yuan Family Blacksmith Shop had successfully crafted a model that met Quan Yi's requirements.
Through rigorous testing, Quan Yi discovered that the iron pipe produced by the Yuan family could withstand up to three Seal of Rhinoceros attacks before showing any signs of damage. It was only after the fourth or fifth use that visible cracks began to form.
Not only that, but the Yuan family had also put considerable effort into the weapon's design. The craftsmanship was so refined that the iron pipe appeared seamless, as if it had not been handmade at all.
Upon witnessing such exceptional quality, Quan Yi realized that he had severely underestimated the blacksmiths of this world.
At the same time, this discovery sparked a possibility within him—
He wanted to recreate the firearms from his past life in this world.
"A research institute? An ironware research institute?"
Blacksmith Yuan found it difficult to keep up with Quan Yi's ambitious thinking.
Seeing this, Quan Yi patiently elaborated.
"In simple terms, the Institute of Ironware will be dedicated to researching and crafting stronger, more advanced iron-based weapons and tools."
"The current level of blacksmithing fails to meet my standards, so I intend to gather the finest blacksmiths and focus on developing superior techniques."
"Here, you would be able to fully unleash your talents—no need to worry about business, just pure research. All expenses will be covered by us."
Quan Yi laid out his intentions clearly.
This idea had been brewing in his mind for half a year.
However, he hadn't rushed into it. Instead, he had carefully gathered information on the Yuan family before making any approach. Only after confirming the Yuan family's capabilities did he extend his invitation.
He had also discussed this matter with his parents, who fully supported his decision.
In recent years, the steady growth of the Quan family had left them with an abundance of wealth.
Moreover, out of their trust in Quan Yi, his parents were more than willing to support him in honing his skills.
"Boy, you expect to buy my entire shop with just a few words? Isn't that a bit arrogant?"
In truth, Blacksmith Yuan was deeply tempted by Quan Yi's proposal, but his wariness toward strangers could not be dismissed so easily.
Quan Yi smiled, unfazed by the skepticism. "Oh, my apologies. Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Quan Yi, and I am the young master of Quan's Boutique. Rest assured, we will purchase your shop at market price, and you will continue working here as usual."
At the mention of Quan's Boutique, Blacksmith Yuan's expression stiffened, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
He had certainly heard of Quan's Boutique.
A year ago, the shop had suddenly appeared in the heart of the bustling city. Within a single month, it had established itself as a premier luxury store. Its background and financial strength were unfathomable—far beyond the reach of a humble blacksmith like him.
Regret surged through Blacksmith Yuan. He had just raised his voice at Quan Yi.
At that moment, Quan Ying, who had been standing quietly behind Quan Yi, stepped forward and presented a finely crafted gift box.
"Inside is a limited VIP card for Quan's Boutique. With this card, you will receive a 15% discount on all purchases at our store. This is our first meeting—a small token of appreciation. Please, accept it."
Quan Ying's demeanor was poised and professional. This gift not only demonstrated the Quan family's generosity but also signified their sincere regard for the Yuan family.
Blacksmith Yuan carefully retrieved the card from the box, examining it with sharp eyes. Though he could not immediately verify its authenticity, the material and craftsmanship were undeniably exquisite.
"Ahem," Blacksmith Yuan cleared his throat. "I understand why you've come, but I would like to discuss this matter with my son first."
Despite his straightforward nature, he knew that Quan Yi and his people were not frauds. No one would go through the trouble of impersonating a powerful family just to deceive a struggling blacksmith.
Besides, Quan Yi's proposal truly spoke to him. Managing a business was never his strength, and lately, the shop's affairs had kept him so busy that he barely had time to forge.
However, this was a major decision that concerned the future of the Yuan family. He had to be cautious.
"Of course," Quan Yi replied with an easy smile.
From Blacksmith Yuan's expression, he could already tell the man was leaning toward acceptance.
This outcome did not come as a surprise to Quan Yi. He had meticulously prepared for this negotiation, knowing it would be his first business deal. He had gathered extensive information about the Yuan family—their history, members, and personalities.
Blacksmith Yuan full name was Yuan Xing, and his son was Yuan Fei.
Both father and son were passionate about forging but had little interest in business operations. If not for the untimely passing of the previous patriarch—Yuan Xing's grandfather—the Yuan family's situation might not have declined as it had.
Understanding their circumstances, Quan Yi had devised a well-thought-out plan.
By allowing Yuan Xing time to consider, he employed the strategy of retreating to advance—a move that would only increase the blacksmith's goodwill toward him.
Sure enough, after a short discussion, Yuan Xing and Yuan Fei returned with their decision.
"Master Quan, after careful consideration, we accept your proposal."
"As expected." Quan Yi's lips curved into a satisfied smile. "On behalf of the Quan family, I welcome you aboard."
"No, Master Quan, the honor is ours," Yuan Xing responded earnestly.
Observing Quan Yi's refined demeanor, Yuan Xing stole a glance at his son and sighed inwardly. As expected of a descendant from a prestigious family—he is truly extraordinary.
Moreover, Quan Yi's warm and approachable nature shattered Yuan Xing's preconceived notions about the arrogance of noble children.
He understood that in a city like this, skill alone was not enough to sustain a blacksmith shop.
Now, for the first time, a powerful family recognized his craftsmanship and was offering him an opportunity with exceptional terms.
Even if it was for his son's future, he had to accept.
With the main agreement settled, the finer details were left to Quan Ying—contract signing, store transfer, recruitment negotiations, and more.
While Yuan Xing and Quan Ying discussed the specifics, Quan Yi took the opportunity to explore the blacksmith shop.