Ice King

Now it seems that refining cold iron can not only increase the family's income, but also greatly help his own cultivation. However, ye Fei is somewhat disappointed that because the cold air of cold stone is supplied to Han iron, the cold Qi still can't enter the body and can't be quenched.

Of course! This is only a temporary method. After all, the main thing now is to make money and return it to manager Ma, so as to solve the worries of later suffering. As for cultivation, it will take a long time in the future!

Wubao Pavilion, located in the east of Xueyang City, is a bit remote, surrounded by some manors and other houses of wealthy businessmen. At the beginning, it was built for the quiet of this place.

As one of the most famous Xuanwu families in Xueyang City, weapons, medicinal materials and pills are indispensable. Among them, Wu Bao Wu Bao Ge mainly deals in weapons and even some rare treasures. So the usual people are very rare.

"What can I do for you, my guest?" Looking at the man who entered the store, he was yellow and thin, dressed in black, and wearing a black cloak, covering his face. As soon as the man entered the door, the clerk behind the counter immediately welcomed him with a smile.

The usual people are some mysterious people, few ordinary people. So guys don't dare to offend people.

"We are here to sell iron!" The young man is very light.

"What? Selling iron? " The man was also stunned. His face was a little gloomy, and the deference disappeared completely.

Usually many people also send iron to Wubao attic to sell, after all, the monopoly of weapons industry, natural iron ore. But most of them are poor people.

"All right! How much iron do you sell? However, iron depends on the composition. If the composition is low, the price is also low. " Man, a little contemptuous. On a closer look, although this man is mysterious, but his clothes are so shabby, he is poor at first sight.

"Yes! I know that. " The young man chuckled, nodded, and drew his hand into his arms to get his iron.

But there's something wrong with the guy. Tell you to take the iron out to see, what do you do in your arms?

"Hello! Since you're here to sell iron? Where's your iron? " Man's a little angry.

"Here, isn't it?" The young man took out a piece of iron about the size of a fist from his arms, but when the iron pimple was about to be exposed, the whole hall was lightly shot by a cold wind, and the whole hall was cold.

At first, the guy thought the boy was playing with himself, but as soon as the iron pimple was taken out, the cold white light was exposed. The whole person stupidly, a pair of eyes fixedly fixed on that piece of iron pimple.

"This This is cold iron... "

The guy screamed and blushed. Anxiously toward the back door of the shop to run.

Soon, two people came out of the pavilion. One is the old man before, and the other is an old man over 50 years old.

Shopkeeper Zhang just heard from the guy that someone sells cold iron, so I don't want to rush here.

Maybe others don't know the importance of hantie. How can wubaoge, which can make a living by selling weapons, not know it. Cold iron this thing can not be met, even those big families are extremely rare. Moreover, because of the particularity of the cold iron, adding a certain amount of cold iron into the weapon can improve the quality of the weapon by several grades.

"My guest, do you have cold iron in your hand?"

As soon as shopkeeper Zhang ran to the counter, he immediately looked at the mysterious man with a red face and an expectant smile.

Mysteriously smiles, walks forward and says, "manager Zhang, it's like this. A few days ago, I got a piece of cold iron. I want to exchange it for some money. How much do you think this cold iron can change

After all, Dongcheng is the territory of the poor family. Many people are familiar with this shopkeeper.

Just saying, the mysterious man took his hand to his arms and took out a piece of iron pimple with white light emitting from the cold breath.

This cold iron is not only agglutinated by iron essence, but also cast with ice cold force, so its composition is very high. Regardless of the size of a small fist, it still has a certain weight in the hand.

"Easy to say, easy to say!" Manager Zhang took over the cold iron with joy. As expected, as soon as he touched the cold iron, a cold air came upon him, and the weight of the cold iron was not light, which surprised him a little.

This weight represents mass. It's small and it's heavy. This means that the mineral content is extremely high.

"Good iron, good iron. Whoa! It's cold and of high quality. Good, good! My guest, you can make a price Manager Zhang looked at the cold iron in his hands with joy. With his years of vision, this cold iron is absolutely the best.

After hearing this, the mysterious man was pleased. "Shopkeeper Zhang, it's not the first time that we have done business. You can make an offer! It's good for me to think about it. "

The mysterious man is also an understanding man. The price of this cold iron is naturally high. But the problem is, in the end, what price can be sold, he does not know, so he has to set a bottom line for the other party.

However, the words are different in manager Zhang's ears. From this person's expression, it is obvious that he has asked several shops. I was not satisfied with the price, so I transferred to his family.

"Ha ha! Young master is really a cheerful man. All right! The little old man said a good price. I hope you think twice Manager Zhang immediately made a ha ha, so as not to let this person turn around and walk away, "Well! I think the quality of iron is good. How about three thousand taels of silver? ""Three thousand taels?"

The mysterious man was surprised and fell into silence.

Originally, according to the mysterious man's idea. This cold iron sold for three hundred Liang silver is sky high, but the shopkeeper's mouth is 3000 Liang. It scared him.

Seeing this man's appearance, shopkeeper Zhang thought that the price was too low, so he could not help wiping his cold sweat. He was afraid that he would leave with the cold iron. He said anxiously, "young master, the price is not low any more. How about this How about a thousand taels, four thousand taels? "

Manager Zhang asked tentatively. With his years of experience. This cold iron, let alone 4000, can be sold for 40000 yuan.

The mysterious man was silent for a moment. The complexion time is red and white.

Seeing that the man didn't speak, shopkeeper Zhang finally couldn't bear it. He said, "young master, just say something! I want to buy your cold iron with sincerity! Oh! Five thousand taels, this is my bottom line, one more point. I can't afford it. What do you think? "

In fact, it's hard for the manager. Such a good thing, he is not willing to lose out, even if the price is high, it is worth it. But in order to make more profits, we have to pretend to be poor.

This series of words hit, mysterious fight a cold war, wake up from the shock, blush, ha ha, a smile, said: "five thousand two deal!"

Mysterious man also really did not expect, such a small piece of cold iron. Since it was changed to five thousand Liang silver? Even in Xueyang City, a family of 5000 taels of silver is rich.

Ha ha, the man said to the shopkeeper! Sir, that's very refreshing. Five thousand taels, then. "

"I don't know if you want silver or banknotes, sir?" Manager Zhang immediately said with a smile.

Silver is a common currency in Tianxuan continent, but silver is large in volume and heavy in weight. It's very difficult to carry on. Therefore, in order to avoid each transaction need to take a lot of silver in the side, so we work together to make silver notes. At first, the silver notes were only circulated among the major commercial banks and even the high-level of the Empire. It was not until many years later that they gradually flowed among the people.

"Silver ticket!"

The mysterious man said. If you change five thousand taels of silver into cash, there will be at least two boxes of silver. You can't walk on the street carrying two big boxes of silver!

As soon as manager Zhang listened, he immediately laughed. Soon, he pulled out ten pieces of silver stamps with seals from the major commercial banks from his sleeve, pushed them respectfully to the man and said, "Sir, five hundred taels each, five thousand taels in total. Please count the number. Next time, if you have another cold iron, I will take care of it. "

"Yes The mysterious man took the silver ticket, glanced at it a little, and then put it into his arms. Turn around and walk outside the Wu Bao Pavilion.

"Take your time, sir!"

Shopkeeper Zhang's red face clasped his fist behind him, and he was really happy in his heart. Today, I bought a piece of cold iron with 5000 Liang silver, and I will take the Commission in the next day, at least several times.

"Shopkeeper Zhang, what makes you laugh so happy?"

The mysterious man walked for less than five minutes, and manager Zhang has not been emotional. At this time, at the door, there appeared a tall and burly old man, about 60 years old. The old man was wearing a suit of humble clothes. Although it was a servant's dress, it was much higher than that of ordinary servants.

"Oh! It's Liu Laolai. Come on, please come in Seeing the arrival of this man, manager Zhang did not dare to neglect him. Immediately came out respectfully. This is because this person is the closest servant of the master of the poor family. Although he has no right in the family, he just follows the master, but there is no doubt that his right to speak is very important.

"Ha ha! Manager Zhang, how is the business of wubaoge recently? " Liu old ha ha ha a smile, also with a nearby a chair to sit down.

"Haha! Talking about business with Liu's good words. I've made a lot of money today Speaking of this, manager Zhang's face turned red and excited. He bought a piece of cold iron at a low price. It's a credit to put it in the poor family! After all, a Xuanwu family like the Han family also needs its own weapons.

"Oh?"

Old Liu's eyebrows moved. It's not a year or two for manager Zhang to be the manager of Wubao Pavilion. Since in his eyes it's called making a big profit, then the profit must not be less.

With a mysterious smile, manager Zhang turned around and took out a shining iron pimple from the back of the counter and said with a smile, "Mr. Liu, this is a small piece of cold iron just purchased. According to my many years' experience, this is a small piece of cold iron. The content of this cold iron is at least 70%. And I bought it for only five thousand Liang silver. If the processing is sold out, it can earn at least 60000 to 80000 taels of silver. "

"Cold iron?"

Liu said in surprise that he had followed the master of the poor family for so many years and had a wide range of knowledge. Of course, I have seen a lot of them. However, the cold nature of those cold irons is 40% to 50% at most, and about 60% higher. And the price is skyrocketing. And shopkeeper Zhang bought a piece of 70% cold iron for only 5000 Liang silver.

Liu Lao caught the cold iron, because of the speed, no preparation in advance, in the hand a fall, suddenly a cold force gushed. Give him a shake in the palm of his hand."What a cold nature?"

As soon as Liu Lao's face changed, his turbid pupil murmured at the cold iron, and said in astonishment: "this cold nature is so pure that it is not born in heaven and earth, but refined..."