Dou Po's refining medicine can become stronger

Chapter 90
Although Stone Desert City is located in a remote place, it adopts the architectural arrangement style similar to that of the Central Plains.

Divided into four major areas, namely: East, South, West and North.

There is a central area in the middle of the four large areas, which is the most prosperous place in Stone Desert City.

Every day, with the sound of gongs and drums and the flow of cars and horses, even if the night is dark, the flickering candles will not go out until dawn.

Like a city that never sleeps, it has the largest population at the same time. People who can live in the central area can clearly see the status of their families.

There is a city mansion outside the central area, which is very spacious, and it is the mansion of the Sand Mercenary Group.

The city of the Sand Mercenary Corps is divided into inner and outer mansions, and the Li mansion is naturally the leader of the forces in charge of things.

The outer mansion is composed of large and small houses, armory, martial arts arena, etc., and its area is much larger than that of the inner mansion.

Although the city is only one and a half the size of four large buildings, such an area is very expensive in the central area, which shows its status.

In the West District, there are many salt and iron shops, mainly engaged in ironware. The blacksmith shops that can be seen everywhere have become a landscape.

It is precisely because of this that the price of iron objects in the West District is lower, and there are more frequent exchanges between various districts.

"Da da da da da."

A series of rhythmic knocks on the door, crisp and clear.

It was a fat man who opened the door, with his body wide open, only covered by a few coarse cloths, he looked very fierce.

The first impression people get is: he is not a good person.

The thick flesh on his face squeezed the fat man's already small eyes.

He looked at the masked man knocking on the door and said impatiently: "This is Ximen Blacksmith, please come in."

The masked man came to the window to sit, and the fat man opened the curtain of the iron window, and the originally dark room was instantly brightened.

The masked man looked at the tiredness on the fat man's face, and then looked at the current time, no longer hurrying.

It was almost noon at this time, and the blacksmith shops in the entire West District were already working in full swing.

And this fat man obviously just woke up, the temperature in the whole room is still normal temperature, and the smell of fireworks is pitifully small.

Is this like a blacksmith shop?
The facilities in the room are neither old nor new. The wall near the iron stove is blackened by smoke.

The fat man fetched a bowl of water, and the masked man was about to reach out to take it, but the fat man tilted his neck, gulped it down in one gulp.

The masked man coughed twice, "I won't beat around the bush anymore, I want to buy a batch of goods from you."

The fat man was wiping the hammer beside him, as if he didn't notice the masked man, he was still wiping it on his own.

"What do you want?" Fatty's voice was distinctive, especially deep.

"A batch of fine iron nuggets."

"How much."

The masked man gestured to him, and the fat man said absent-mindedly, "Ten yuan?"

Seeing that the masked man didn't say anything, he said again: "100 yuan?"

"Just guess in the big direction."

The fat man blinked quickly, "1000 yuan iron?"

The fat man tried his best to open his small eyes, and made a cup of good tea in a hurry, and even spilled a lot of tea.

"Please drink tea." His attitude began to change, "You're not lying to me, are you?"

The masked man put his hand on the table beside him, and in the blink of an eye a large number of shiny gold coins poured out of the masked man's mouth.

The fat man's pupils reflected golden light, and he stared at the gold coins on the table.

Immediately, he weighed it twice in his hand, "This weight is real gold and silver."

The fat man suppressed his excitement, quickly closed the door of the iron shop, and stretched his head to look around for fear that others would steal his business.

"Master, what's your name?" The fat man held out a small bench and spoke in a more polite tone.

The masked man was stunned for a moment, then looked at a standing pillar in the room, "My name is Qin Dong." He asked the fat man, "What about you?"

"The younger one is called Simon."

It turned out to be a plaque on the door, which was also simple and clear.

"You are refining this piece of iron first, and I will notify you when the time comes. By the way, is it in stock?"

"Yes, yes, as much as you want, I will bring you the small one."

"Five, 60 yuan is enough."

After receiving the iron block and leaving an order, the masked man left the blacksmith shop.

Sure enough, the Ximen blacksmith shop closed the door quietly. This amount was enough to keep him busy.

The masked man came to another blacksmith shop, "Is what I want ready?"

The old man took out a set of bright silver gloves, "Do you want to put on the sterling silver gloves you want?"

The sterling silver handguard is simple in style, with engraved waves extending from the upper lines on both sides.

The masked man pulled back the black robe, revealing his right hand covered with white cloth. The old man was stunned, but the masked man still put it on.

"According to your request, this is forged with Bai Yaoyin, which can be immune to the attacks of fighters and the following."

This Bai Yaoyin is very scarce, and the quantity is limited, the masked man can only take an arm's worth.

"Master, let's see if this thing is pure or not." The masked man took out an iron block.

The old master is a well-known iron-making expert in this area, and has 20 years of silver-making experience.

It's a perfect question to ask him, "Don't worry, I'm good at this."

The master craftsman dug out a silver nugget of the same size, weighed the two items, and his expression immediately changed.

He took out another magnet, sucked up the iron block, and then broke it apart.

The old master shook his head and said, "This piece of iron is not real."

"how to say."

The old master said with a serious face: "In the same state, for silver and iron of the same size, iron is heavier than silver.

Besides, after the iron magnet sucked the iron block just now, I used more strength, and it was easier than I imagined. Based on my experience of more than ten years, this thing is not normal. "

The old man raised the iron block over his head again, facing the sun, "The color is not a problem, it should be mixed with other things, and the purity should be seven or eight out of ten."

The masked man was surprisingly calm, as if all of this was within his expectations.

"Such a material, could it be that you got it from the Ximen blacksmith shop?"

"Yes."

The master slapped his thigh anxiously, "You don't know, the things in his house are much cheaper than those in the market, but the quality is too poor, often mixed with water.

Although everyone doesn't say it publicly, we all know the secret. Ximen blacksmith shop is notoriously black. "

The old master was very excited and said, "It might be too late for you to return the goods now. This Ximen Blacksmith Shop has really ruined our reputation."

"They're all inferior, but the price is cheap. Heh, I won't return this item."

The masked man smiled secretly. He was so satisfied with something of such quality. What was the conspiracy behind it?

(End of this chapter)