Chapter 64: Looking for a needle in a haystack, buying a technique!

After some fighting

Xiang Hao, Cheng Qingshuang and others each bought one or two bottles of beast blood pills.

Seeing that the elixir was in hand, everyone's faces lit up with joy.

"Brother Wei, would you like a bottle?" Cui Yongfu said with a smile: "My entourage queued up to buy two bottles. How about giving you one?"

"Brother Cui, you're welcome." Wei Hong quickly refused: "I'm only in the middle stage of the Skin Refining Realm now. It's useless to buy the Beast Blood Pill so early. I'd better come back later!"

"That's fine!"

Cui Yongfu nodded.

Everyone walked along the long street and walked to a small alley.

There are dozens of large and small stalls here, and each stall is filled with a large number of strange iron blocks, some are black, some are exuding a faint silver light, and they are all unrefined mineral materials.

"This is a stall for betting on iron." Xiang Hao explained casually: "The stall owners buy these mineral materials from the mines and transport them. The buyers negotiate the price and smelt them directly. It is clear whether they make a profit or lose."

Wei Hong glanced around and found that this place was indeed similar to Gambling Stone.

He also has no ability to distinguish between true and false, so he is naturally indifferent to this.

"You guys go ahead and play." Wei Hong twitched his lips and said, "I'll just watch the fun."

"That's fine!"

Xiang Hao nodded, squatted in front of a stall and began to select mineral materials.

The middle-aged stall owner cheerfully introduced: "Everyone, take a look and choose whatever you want. All the mineral materials in this stall are transported from the Cangzhou Mine. Someone once found a lot of good stuff at my stall. The small one costs 180 taels, the large one costs 500 taels, you can choose whatever you want, and you can smelt it after you buy it!”

"This piece, this piece, and this piece!"

Xiang Hao chose three pieces of mineral materials of different sizes and quickly paid the silver check.

The middle-aged stall owner quickly called to the waiter and threw the mineral materials aside to the small smelting furnace.

The bellows roared and twitched, and the flames burned brightly in the furnace.

Soon!

The first piece of mineral material weighing several dozen kilograms was melted into a pool of molten iron.

"Hey, look, this molten iron has some golden color. Could it be that there is black gold in it?"

"Shit, what if it's copper?"

People around were talking a lot.

The middle-aged stall owner smelted mineral materials into molten iron with ease and poured the molten iron into clean water.

"Bah!"

After bursts of white smoke, the molten iron quickly cooled into iron blocks.

In this step, most of the impurities have been removed.

The iron block at this moment was dark silver, no different from the pig iron commonly used in blacksmith shops.

Next!

The middle-aged stall owner continued to smelt.

This time, the temperature was controlled to increase, and the iron gradually began to melt again.

When the iron block melts again into a pool of molten iron, a small pile of unmelted metal appears in front of you.

The middle-aged stall owner gathered them together and took a look at them and couldn't help but laugh: "Hey, you are very lucky, your distinguished guest. It's really black gold, but it's a pity that there are a few."

After saying that, the guy turned up the flames and turned the black money into flames!

Then it was thrown into water and cooled into a solid piece of metal.

Finally, the weight was weighed and he said: "The pig iron is 16 jins and 5 taels, and the black gold is 1 taels and 7 cents!"

"Not bad, not bad!"

Xiang Hao smiled with satisfaction.

One tael of black gold is worth nearly a hundred taels.

Although 1 tael and 7 yuan is not a profit, it is not a loss.

"It's interesting!"

Wei Hong also curled his lips with interest.

He found that the smelting technology in this world was very mature.

They understand that various metals have different melting points, and they also know how to add catalysts such as carbon ash to make metals react. Although the methods are a bit wild, the results are always the same.

Dark iron, black gold, mithril, gold and many other rare metals!

Each of them is a priceless item, and once shipped, it will always attract crowds of cheers.

"Wei Hong, do you want to play?" Cheng Qingshuang said with a smile: "Go and choose a few pieces. If you lose the bet, it's mine."

"No, I'm not very interested in these." Wei Hong waved his hand indifferently.

"You want to visit the Kung Fu stall?" Cheng Qingshuang was very smart and saw his intention right away.

Wei Hong nodded in disbelief.

Seeing that the others were still picking and choosing, he simply said: "Well, I'll go to the exercise stall first, and you can continue playing. We'll meet at the street corner later."

"good!"

Cheng Qingshuang didn't say anything, just watched him turn and leave.

Wei Hong walked out of the alley and returned to the black market street, and he went straight to the Kung Fu stall.

After all, except for the techniques that are attractive to him, the other things here are not of much use to him for the time being, and there is really no need to waste time anymore.

There are about a dozen Kung Fu stalls in Black Market Street.

Most of them are very deserted, with basically no one visiting them.

Wei Hong observed for a while and found that one of the small stalls had the best business. The stall owner was a woman in Tsing Yi wearing a bamboo hat whose face and appearance could not be seen clearly. There were hundreds of handwritten secret books on the stall.

These secret books were scattered in a mess on the stall.

From miscellaneous books to martial arts notes, from skin refining to blood refining.

The woman in Tsing Yi was sitting aside with a book in her hands, letting passersby read the book without paying attention, and unknowingly made a few sales.

Wei Hong squatted in front of the stall and flipped through a few books at random.

I found that these handwritten manuscripts had beautiful fonts and clear pictures, and were neater than ordinary printed books. No wonder the business was better than other books.

"I am now at the late stage of the Skin Refining Realm and will be able to reach the Blood Refining Realm in less than half a year. I would like to learn about the Blood Refining Technique first."

Wei Hong carefully analyzed his current situation.

Probably guessed that it was not easy to get the blood refining technique.

He either joined the Tiger Head Gang or joined a martial arts school, otherwise it would be difficult to find the blood refining technique.

Although there were many blood refining techniques on display in the black market, as Cui Yongfu said, most of them were real and fake and difficult to distinguish.

Even if there were real ones, most of them were incomplete!

Trying to find treasures in a garbage dump is no less than looking for a needle in a haystack.

Wei Hong first chose the stall with the best business, and first eliminated most of the scammers. After all, those who can do well in the black market street cannot do it without a good reputation.

Then he kept searching in the pile of books.

Every few breaths, his eyes could not help but pause.

Relying on the powerful collection function of the system panel, Wei Hong easily found the real blood refining technique from the pile of books.

"Yellow-grade top-grade True Blood Sutra, yellow-grade middle-grade Blood Evil Art, black-grade middle-grade Black Snake Blood Refining Art? It's a pity that it's a fragmentary copy!"

"Huh? There's also a disguise technique? And hidden weapons and body movement techniques?"

Wei Hong looked around like he had found a treasure.

The green-clothed woman finally couldn't help but raise her head. She said in a hoarse voice with a warning: "Customers better not rummage around. You can leave if you don't want to buy."

"Buy, why not?" Wei Hong asked back: "What's the price?"

"30 taels for a fragmentary technique manuscript, 120 taels for a complete technique manuscript!" The green-clothed woman quoted skillfully: "Miscellaneous books and practice notes are all 10 taels each. In addition, once sold, they will not be returned or exchanged, and the authenticity will not be guaranteed after the payment is completed."

"So expensive?" Wei Hong secretly smacked his lips, but still gritted his teeth and started to buy: "All of these, all of these!"

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