He arrived quickly, seemingly well-prepared, walking in with a large bag in less than an hour.
With Zong En and the others at the gate, Zhang Deming didn't even need to go out to greet him; someone just let him in.
Zhang Deming had just stepped into the courtyard when Qin Shizhong entered as well.
After they sat down, Qin Shizhong moved to take out the materials, but Zhang Deming raised a hand to stop him.
Qin Shizhong looked at Zhang Deming, confused, waiting for him to explain.
"Junior Brother Qin, this is our third time doing business, isn't it?" Zhang Deming began.
Qin Shizhong nodded. "I still remember the first time. I thought you were in the same line of work as me, Senior Brother!"
"Now it seems you're more of a producer, Senior Brother, not just a reseller."
Zhang Deming nodded and, without further pleasantries, got straight to the point.
"I've made a rough estimate. I'll need about fifty to a hundred Spirit Stones' worth of materials each month."
