Published: November 30, -0001
“Do these forces have shops in the imperial city?” Qin Chen continued to ask.
“How is that possible? The imperial city is worth its weight in gold; the core shops in the most prosperous trading market at the center of the city are all priced at least over a million mid-grade true stones, and no one has even made a move. As for the relatively remote streets in the East City and South City, they still require seventy to eighty thousand mid-grade true stones for one shop. It would be impressive if half of the forces in the entire imperial city had their own shops,” Zhuo Qingfeng thought for a moment and said.
In recent days, he had brushed up on the situation in the imperial city to broaden the market for the Alchemy Pavilion and had a clear impression of these figures.
“Well, according to what you said, only half of the forces in the imperial city have shops. Then let me ask you, what do the remaining half of the forces do to conduct business?”
“They can still do business, for example, by partnering with other forces, or providing services to some forces. Some simply depend on certain forces,” Zhuo Qingfeng did not understand what Qin Chen meant by this.
“Then tell me, if I build a plaza, uh, a super huge commercial building where there are all kinds of shops—some for purchasing pills, some for weapons, some for enhancing bloodlines, some for trading blood beasts, selling materials, selling manuals, and even places to eat, entertain, and stay—if all these are gathered in such a large commercial plaza, do you think anyone would come?” Qin Chen said with a smile.
Zhuo Qingfeng was stunned by Qin Chen's description; he had never imagined such a massive commercial center.
He almost blurted out, “Is there even a need to say? As long as the items inside are genuine, it will definitely be packed with people.”
Currently, the trading market of the Hundred Dynasties maintained a more primitive situation, consisting of a street filled with shops from various forces, with a street for pills and a street for blood beasts, among others.
Moreover, some valuable industries were clustered together, such as entertainment, dining, and inns, all extremely remote and far from the center of the imperial city.
This led to some martial artists needing to run several blocks to buy pills and search for a long time, while seeking materials and weapons required them to go to other blocks and search for a long time, and finally, when they wanted to eat, they had to cross several blocks, exhausting them to death.
If such a massive commercial center were to emerge, where everything could be found in one place, it would surely drive people crazy.
“Young Master Chen, you aren't really thinking of building such a commercial center, are you? But even if you built it, who would come? Our Alchemy Pavilion only sells pills, and we don’t sell anything else. In the end, there would just be a large area of empty shops with no buyers,” Zhuo Qingfeng said in disbelief.
Qin Chen’s idea was good, but in a slum-like place, even if shops were built, no force would want to buy.
“That’s simple; you see, if I pull our Alchemy Pavilion headquarters over there, and also move the Bloodline Sacred Ground and the Weapon Pavilion headquarters there, placing them in the very center of the plaza, while the other shops around only rent out and don’t sell, with rent ranging from ten thousand to a hundred thousand mid-grade true stones per shop based on location, do you think any forces would want to rent?”
After hearing Qin Chen's words, Zhuo Qingfeng stared blankly at him.
If the Alchemy Pavilion headquarters were moved over there, and the Bloodline Sacred Ground and Weapon Pavilion were also moved over, uh, the Weapon Pavilion and the Dingqi Pavilion were actually one entity, this...
Zhuo Qingfeng was completely stunned.
This was absolutely attractive.
Moreover, with such cheap rent—ten thousand mid-grade true stones—many forces without shops might as well give it a try, and wouldn’t lose much.