Nine days alone

An hour later, a large piece of black iron was purified.

Using the pliers to pick up the refined iron, Fang Zhong's heart twitched slightly: "The grade of the purified iron has indeed improved a lot, but the cost is too high. Ten catties of black iron, after purification, You only get half a catty of refined iron, and the difference is twenty times, tsk tsk, I can't afford to hurt you!"

Purifying the black iron to obtain refined iron did reduce a lot in weight, but Fang Zhong didn't know that the price of the refined iron was a hundred times that of the black iron, so his little cost was really nothing.

Putting a small piece of fine iron weighing half a catty into his bag, Fang Zhong packed up his things and walked out of the blacksmith shop.

Although the streets in Ningcang County are not wide, they are quite prosperous. Because the climate here is humid, the rivers flow smoothly, the products are extremely rich, and the roads extend in all directions, so the economic development is quite good. Many foreign businessmen choose to settle here.

As soon as there are more people, the consumption level will naturally increase, and it will not work if you don't want to be prosperous.

Walking through a few streets, the uncles and aunts on the roadside pavement all greeted Fang Zhong kindly. Fang Zhong's blacksmith shop was kind, and Fang Zhong was well-behaved and sensible, which naturally made people like him.

"Hey, it's a pity that Fang Zhong is such a good boy. He was originally so talented, but in the end..."

"Who says it's not? If Fang Zhong's dantian hadn't been abolished, he would probably have reached the realm of a third-rate warrior by now. A 14-year-old third-rate warrior is not bad."

"Stop talking, be careful not to let the child hear the grievance in his heart."

There were whispered conversations on both sides of the street, and everyone was sighing. It was a pity that such a talent as Fang Zhong was ruined.

However, Fang Zhong didn't care about these things, and he snickered in his heart: "If people know that I have the strength of a third-rate warrior now, I will definitely break my glasses all over the place, right?" It is the thinking of adults who know the importance of hiding clumsiness.

Turning another street is the square, and there is a ring in the middle of the square, which is ten meters long and wide, and the whole body is built with diamonds, which is very strong.

In this world where martial arts are prevalent, you can see this kind of arena wherever you go. It is closed for people to learn from, but adults rarely have that kind of leisure. Usually, a group of half-grown children compete on it. , brave and ruthless, fighting against each other.

Passing the ring, Fang Zhong subconsciously stopped.

In the past, he was a frequent visitor to this arena. Relying on his amazing talent, he had won nineteen matches and zero losses in the arena.

"Those are all things in the past. Children playing house, the real fight is much more bloody and cruel than this arena."

It is naturally impossible for the current Fang Zhong to be interested in this ring competition, and to compete with a group of middle-aged and middle-aged men. This is not challenging at all, and it is a waste of time. Exercise your body.

However, just as he was about to turn around and leave, a half-sized man with a thick head and a thick head stopped him suddenly, and said mockingly: "Hey, isn't this the former genius Fang Zhong? Why, you still want to win back the glory of the past, um, It's not that I'm talking about you, your dantian has been crippled, and it's really..."

Taking advantage of this time, a few fourteen or fifteen-year-old teenagers also surrounded him, opening their mouths to ridicule.

They were all people who had been taught by Fang Zhong before, and there were not a few of them who were picked out of the ring. Now that they heard that Fang Zhong's dantian was abolished, they immediately became interested, and they all gathered around to ridicule.

In front of Fang Zhong, these are just children, and he really has no interest in entangled with these guys, so he shouted coldly: "Get out!"

A group of fifteen or sixteen-year-old children were all taken aback, you looked at me, I looked at you: "What did he say? He just told us to get out, did I hear wrong?"

"That's right, I just let you go. Go away now, you still have a chance, otherwise..." Fang Zhong's smile became colder. As the strongest fighter in the dragon group in his previous life, he killed a lot of people, and the condensed murderous aura was released immediately It came out, as sharp as a blade.

brush!

The faces of the half-sized boys suddenly changed drastically, and they subconsciously took two steps back.

They have really killed people, shed blood, and the murderous aura condensed in the fight is not something these fifteen or sixteen-year-old children can resist.

Coupled with the [-]-nine-nine-zero-loss lingering prestige of Fang Zhong, the few half-sized men dared not move, they all leaned together, trembling and retreating.

"roll!"

Fang Zhong drank the last drink, and the half-children couldn't hold on any longer, turned around and ran away with a huff, and disappeared after a while.

Looking at the bare arena and the dust that the group of people raised when they fled, Fang Zhong couldn't help laughing. A group of half-sized boys couldn't even hold back the momentum he released.

This group of guys, not to mention useless, but they are indeed embarrassing enough.

Smiling indifferently, Fang Zhong turned and walked forward, crossed a street, and quickly disappeared among the crowd.

At this time, Fang Zhong didn't notice that a carriage was just over ten meters away from him, the curtains of the carriage were lifted, and a middle-aged man in his forties looked back and forth for a long time, looking at him The process of how to scare away those half-children can be clearly seen.

Especially at the moment when he burst out with murderous aura, the middle-aged man's eyes flashed.

Until Fang Zhong disappeared into the distance, a person dressed as an entourage beside the carriage came to the window and said in a low voice: "Third Master, that is a descendant of our Fang family, named Fang Zhong, a very good young man , It's a pity that I competed with others last year, and my dantian was abolished, it's a pity."

The middle-aged man's expression changed, and he asked: "Fang family, Dongmen Fang family?"

The dressed-up attendant smiled awkwardly, and replied: "It's not the Fang family at the east gate, but the Fang family at the north gate. It used to be that the big house was a subsidiary of the Fang family at the north gate, but it has long since fallen. All gone, living off a blacksmith's shop."

"That murderous aura comes from people who have really killed people, and more than one or two people have been killed. Hehe, the Fang family at the North Gate, Fang Zhong, is a child whose dantian has been destroyed. Interesting, interesting..." The middle-aged man smiled slightly, lowered the curtains, and said in a voice that only he could hear.

Then, with a wave of the attendant, the carriage started up again, heading towards the east gate of Ningcang County with ease.

......

Back home, Fang Zhong couldn't wait to take out the piece of refined iron that weighed half a catty, handed it to Fang Zongqing, and said, "Father, take a look, how about this piece of refined iron?"

"What, refined iron?" Fang Zongqing was taken aback, unable to recover, "What are you talking about refined iron, where did it come from?"

"Uh, isn't it in your hands?"

"Ah, this..." Fang Zongqing came to his senses all of a sudden, staring at the fine iron in his hand that revealed a cold light for a while, his eyes became more and more surprised, and asked involuntarily: "Chonger, is this fine iron Where did you get it, this is a good thing, a catty of refined iron is worth a hundred catties of black iron."

Hearing this, Fang Zhong was also taken aback: "Baijin, oh, doesn't that mean that it has been multiplied five times, and I have made a profit. This time I really made a profit!"

One catty of refined iron is equivalent to one hundred catties of black iron, but Fang Zhong only needs twenty catties of black iron to forge, and the profit has been multiplied by five times. Method, won't the money come crashing in from now on?

Fang Zongqing stared at the fine iron in his hand, and suddenly his heart moved, he stared at Fang Zhong with his mouth wide open, and said in surprise: "Chonger, you won't tell me that you made this fine iron?"

Fang Zhong scratched his head, and said with an embarrassed smile: "Hehe, I accidentally refined it. I don't know if the grade is good, so I showed it to you specially. If it is good, I will blacken us All of the black iron that was produced was smelted into refined iron."

"Smelt all the black iron in the blacksmith's shop into fine iron? That's a thousand catties of black iron." Fang Zongqing felt that his brain was not enough, and only after a while did he say a word: "Son, you are too crazy Yes! But I like it, hahaha..."

In the evening, Fang Zongqing specially asked Lan to prepare a table of food and wine. It was not a delicacy, but it was still quite rich, with everything from chicken, duck and fish, which made the little girl Fang Yu so greedy that she kept adding vegetables to her bowl. Seeing that appearance, Fang Zhong couldn't help laughing.

Fang Zongqing picked up the jug, poured a full glass of wine for Fang Zhong, and said with a smile: "Chonger, you are very promising now, much better than your father, and you even refined the refined iron for you. You know, we in Ningcang County don't have any blacksmiths who can refine refined iron."

"To be honest, I was really taken aback when I saw that piece of refined iron. Although it weighs only half a catty and can only be regarded as primary refined iron, it is worth more than fifty catties of black iron. If it is exchanged for silver, it is Five taels of silver, hehe, enough to cover our family's expenses for half a month."

Fang Zongqing smiled cheerfully, and drank the wine in the glass. His face was full of undisguised praise and pride. The son belonged to him, and his face was also radiant when his son was so powerful.

What's more, Fang Zhong has smelted refined iron. Half a catty of refined iron is five taels of silver, and a catty of refined iron is ten taels. A full fifty catties of refined iron is equivalent to 500 taels of silver.

500 taels of silver is definitely an astronomical sum for the Fang family.

The entire Fang family was immersed in a happy atmosphere that night. Because of Fang Zhong's forging skills, the family's income has increased by at least five times, and there will be no need to worry about living in the future. Put into practice.

Cultivation requires time to accumulate, and the Fang family has limited time, and they may face the threat of the Dongmen Fang family at any time, so they must seize any time.