Bao Ma is rich in the realm of self-cultivation

Chapter 102 Night Black Picking Mine ([-])

Tie Sheng: "Ahhh, sell, sell."

In a hurry to pack up the few things she usually used, it was more like cleaning up the traces of her existence than selling things.

Hu Qing smiled indifferently.

"how much is it?"

"Ah, ah, no money."

"No, in business talk business, you can only rest assured that you can use your own things, so you must give this money." Hu Qing said jokingly.

Tie Sheng couldn't laugh, and said, "Six spirit stones."

This price is very fair, she knows the materials of these things, and they are not brand new, and these are just tools, not magic weapons, and do not have the value of cultivation.She doesn't owe him this price.

After giving the Lingshi, Hu Qing picked up the things and walked away without any hesitation.

Tie Sheng stared blankly, feeling that this was the last meeting.

Hu Qing was not sentimental, Tiesheng had already been marked by her as the iron shop owner in the mortal area, no different from other grocery store owners, furniture store owners, and vegetable stall owners.

What she thought was, should I go out of the city to pick ore now?

But the storage bag—

This time she wanted to find as many valuable ores as possible and carry them in storage bags.Of course it was the one that was snatched. She was hesitant to hide the one behind her body so that it would not be discovered. Does the monk have a see-through function?

Thinking about it another way, if she is looking at ore, she will definitely guard against those who have more than one storage bag.So there must be some way to detect it.

Then she can't take that storage bag with her.

I have to go home first.

When I got home, I hid the storage bag, Hu Qing made some food and brought some water, and went out with Hu Huahua.She intends to go there and ask, if they allow her to stay there overnight, she will go in, if not, she will stay outside the city until tomorrow before going in.

I took a carriage and went out of the city quickly. When I went to the mining area, there was no limit to the time I stayed in it. As long as I didn't play tricks, I could come out at any time.But the entry fee is still calculated as one Lingshi per day.

Hu Qing immediately paid the fee to enter the arena, and handed in a spirit stone. If it was more than a day, just make up when he came out, and the gatekeeper would remember it clearly.

At the same time, she vaguely sensed that there was something hanging on the storage bag, which should be a means to prevent monks from stealing stones.

I'm glad I didn't bring another one, otherwise she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to go home if she was found out.

It is convenient to have a storage bag, she can pick two pieces and throw one away, as the night gets darker and the moon rises, Hu Qing walks and stops among the stones without being tired at all.

Probably because she was frustrated in her career and proud of the casino, she was lucky enough to find a few pieces of blue dust steel. She felt that this was God's compensation for closing a door and opening another window.She will never disappoint God's love, and will definitely pick out all the good stones.

God: Don't get close, I really have nothing to do with you.

Even in the dark night, she can determine the type and quality of the ore based on the feel of the ore.Because she kept bending over, Hu Huahua was transferred to her back and fixed, and now she was dead asleep.

Straightening up again, Hu Qing habitually touched her with her backhand, her sleeping body was warm, warming her back.He couldn't help but think of the kind of live animal storage bag that Jin Xin used to hold chickens. If he had that, Hu Huahua wouldn't have to accompany her to eat and sleep in the open.

Sure enough, Ye Heifeng is good at making a fortune. Relying on his feel and intuition, Hu Qing picked out a lot of stones all night. When he took them out at dawn, half of them were excellent fine iron and steel, and half of them were stones. Blue dust steel, and the rest she had never seen before.

Hesitation, these, good or bad?Expensive or not?And - if it is a good thing, will people sell it?What price?

Gritting his teeth, he fought.It's a big deal to pay more yourself.Otherwise, you will lose money and avoid disaster.

Sure enough, when Hu Qing turned over the stone slope to dig out stones at the gate, the two monks stared at her in shock.

Hu Qing smirked.

One of them looked at her and then at the storage bag at her waist, thinking it was clear: "Are you here to pick stones for your furniture maker?"

Hu Qing immediately responded according to his words: "My lord wants to test me to see if I can recognize mine."

The man shook his head slightly: "Yes, you are a mortal, you can't enter the mining area, you can only search outside. But you are not bad, you can find these."

Hu Qing rubbed his hands together: "Then - can I buy it?"

The man smiled: "Of course, this is not a very good thing. By the way, where did you find it?"

Sure enough, I was tempted.

Hu Qing pretended not to understand anything and pointed it out to them: "It's in that area, about five miles away. Here, there is a big brownish-red rock, which is very conspicuous."

The two looked at each other and decided to go there later.

There are a total of two boxes of ore and twenty spirit stones.

Hu Qing put it away, thanked politely and left.

With sharp ears, I heard another monk speak in a low voice: "There are so many, you can sell fifty spirit stones outside."

Clearly seeing the money, he had a bad idea.

Another person said: "It's not worth it. You see, the woman came here with a handcart last time, but this time it's a storage bag. Obviously, the master behind the scenes thought highly of it, and specially got her a storage bag that ordinary people can use. It's okay to offend ordinary people, but I'm afraid that the people behind it won't be easy to mess with."

He said again: "I'll go over there to have a look, maybe there are more, can our eyesight be worse than hers?"

The other person sneered: "An old woman who has lost her vitality, I don't know what the weapon master likes in her."

Hu Qing: I xx your ancestors.

"The taste is unique."

Then came the suppressed and obscene laughter of the two.

Hu Qing walked away with a blank expression on his face, man, in another world, he still has the same virtue, where does the inexplicable sense of superiority come from.

After returning home, Hu lightly took a shower, hid the storage bag next to his body, and rushed to the refining room without stopping.

"Rent for a day."

Swish, it's another ten spirit stones. This is more distressing than swiping your phone. Hu Qing made up his mind to experience a day and immediately went to collect herbs. He must keep his small wallet at a three-digit level.

Three digits, I have never been so poor, a tear of bitterness.

Received the number plate: Guihai one hundred and twenty-seven.

Dazed for a moment, I understood, this is the serial number of the stem and branch, and at first glance, this is the last of the last.

Sure enough, my consumption has always been steadily maintained at the lowest level.

Hu Qing consciously walked to the farthest corner, and sure enough, he found Guihai [-] smoothly.

The door is made of stone, which looks heavy, but actually it opens with a push. The mechanism is very ingenious. After people enter, the stone door closes automatically, and the inside is empty, not even a futon.

"No wonder monks bring their own supplies. As far as this level of service is concerned, it must be rated poorly."

The room is not big, with an area of ​​ten square meters, there is nothing, the most conspicuous and only thing is the fire outlet on the ground.There are three kinds of green lotus-shaped lids on the ground in the middle, large, medium and small, and the lids can be opened as much as the fire is used.

Hu Qing cheered up: "Okay, let's try the smallest fire first."

She put Hu Huahua at the door, released tools and ore, stepped forward and tried to pull off the innermost and smallest green lotus cover, and a wave of heat surged up, making her bangs swell.

"It's hot."

This fire is as big as the mouth of a bowl, and there are six in total.

Hu Qing picked up the hammer and put it on the fire, counting silently in her heart, one hundred and eighty seconds, only three minutes, the hammer turned red and continued to heat up.

Hastily withdrew.

worry.

(End of this chapter)