Zhao Jing was the clan's Tailor and had a considerable stockpile of Rare Materials.
If he had any, Zhao Chi wouldn't have to open his Self-Selected Material Treasure Chest.
Zhao Jing asked, "I have some, but how much do you need? Don't tell me you only want one or two again?"
Zhao Chi: "How much do you have? And what's the price?"
Zhao Jing: "You're asking how much I have? Judging by your tone, are you looking to buy a lot? I only have about 330 units on hand. If you want them, they're 55 Silver Coins a piece."
'55 Silver Coins?'
'That's at least double the market price!'
Zhao Chi: "Fifth Brother, if the clan has a use for it, I won't buy it. But if not, can't you cut me some slack and make a little less profit?"
Zhao Jing: "What do you mean expensive? I still have to pay taxes on it. How much are you buying?"
Zhao Chi: "I'll take it all."
