"Hu Haitou, do you care where they got it? Do you recognize it or not?"

Before the three monk could answer, the people around the door were unhappy. Everyone just wanted to come over and listen to an answer. Why did you spend so much effort?

What? You have to peel off the poop and ask what you eat for lunch?

Goldman Sachs also said: "Cousin, this thing belongs to a monk. He insisted on boasting that it was a golden lump dug out. If everyone doesn't believe it, I'll come and take a look!"

"Just just care if this is a golden lump!"

"Yes, Hu Haitou, are you okay?"

Listening to the shouting of the people around him, Hu Haitou looked at the three monks and said, "Is this yours?"

For a moment, for some reason, the third monk felt that Hu Haitou's gaze was very sharp, which made him feel a little timid.

So, the third monk touched the scar on his head with his hand and said bravely: "It's not mine but yours!"

"Do you know me?" The three monk said authentically.

Hu Haitou glanced at the three monks deeply, then withdrew his gaze, put the golden lump in the palm of his hand, and looked around carefully.

Everyone saw Hu Haitou sticking his butt around the stone, and they said impatiently: "Hu Haitou, can you do it? Is it your own hit just now? Do you understand? Is it gold a thing of one sentence?"

Seeing that his major was challenged, Hu Haitou immediately blew his beard and stared at him and cursed with anger: "Fart!"

"I don't understand, do you understand? You can do it?"

Hu Haitou said, and he was about to stuff the golden lump in his hand to the person who spoke up for questioning.

When the others saw Hu Haitou, they quickly advised: "Old Hu, don't be angry, aren't you all anxious?"

Unexpectedly, Hu Haitou said in a muffled voice: "It's useless to be anxious! Gold cannot be seen at a glance, it's made by refining!"

"Today I, Hu Haitou, will let you open your eyes and let you see what it means to be refining real gold without fear of fire!"

"Big head, turn on the furnace!"

As Hu Haitou shouted loudly, Datou went to the stove without saying a word, with joy on his face.

Seeing Hu Haitou's troublesome work, the crowd of onlookers also became interested. Those who had not believed at all this time had a thought in their minds.

Could it be that these three monks really lost their luck and really got a golden lump?

Goldman Sachs, who was sure to win, looked a little unnatural, and walked to Hu Haitou intimately and said, "Cousin, who doesn't know your skills?"

"Is it gold? You touched it and you will have a secret in your heart. Everyone is still waiting to go back to work. How can you have time to see you alchemy?"

"I think I'd forget it, right?"

As he said that, Goldman Sachs kept squeezing at Hu Haitou. The meaning of his expression was obvious. Just say that this is not gold. A group of old-fashioned guys can tell the truth and false. Why do you have to do so much trouble?

Unexpectedly, Hu Haitou saw Goldman Sachs winking, and said directly: "What's wrong, nephew, your eyes are uncomfortable?"

As soon as this said, the third monk became angry and the people around him were slacking off.

"Okay, Goldman Sachs! Do you want to join forces with Hu Haitou to fool me?" the third monk sweared.

Goldman Sachs' face remained unchanged and said, "Don't you bet your mother, did your eyes see me fooling you?"

"Then what eyes did you squeeze on Hu Haitou?" asked the third monk.

Goldman Sachs wants to kick this old man, are you really stupid or fake? You still talk about this kind of thing?

Goldman Sachs, who was excited, smiled and said with a slight smile: "The blacksmith shop is so windy that I accidentally got confused. Can't I wink at the eyes?"

Listening to Goldman Sachs' excuse, no one was a fool present, and everyone knew it. Since Hu Haitou did not cooperate, the third monk did not care much and could only swallow his anger for the time being.

And the big head here has already raised a forging furnace that has been covered with dust for a long time.

Looking at the burning flames of the stove, Hu Haitou's face was flushed. I don't know if it was reflected by the flames or because of the long-lost desire.

Hu Haitou did not walk to the forging furnace, but walked to the water truck that had been used for many years with the golden lump.

Hu Haitou took out a steel box, put the gold lumps in it, and then started the water truck.

"Hu Haitou, what are you doing? Didn't you talk about alchemy? Why did you play the waterwheel?" someone asked in confusion.

Hu Haitou's subordinates kept saying, "You know, I'm an ancient alchemy!"

"This is a craft handed down by our ancestors, an ancient alchemy method!"

"Oh, Hu Haitou can't tell it. You can still know how to alchemy ancient methods? Why didn't you have an ancient method iron? "Everyone laughed when they heard this.

Hu Haitou was too lazy to pay attention to these unsavvy things, and was busy at the same time, explaining: "This alchemy can be very big!"

"If you want to extract gold from ore, you must first use this water cone!"

"First use a water wheel to grind these ores into powder, then wash them and wash them out."

"Wait until the gold powder, then"

Speaking of this, Hu Haitou looked at the people who were like listening to the heavenly books, shook his head helplessly and said, "Forget it, you don't understand it, just look at it carefully. Real gold is not afraid of fire refining. Everything you put in here will show you the prototype, and what you leave is gold!"

After saying that, Hu Haitou really didn't say a word and worked back and forth in the dilapidated iron workshop.

Alchemy is not a small job. There are many ways to prepare the preliminary process alone. As Hu Haitou opens the furnace for alchemy, more and more people hear this news. Once you pass it, I will pass it. More and more people will come here and watch the fun in front of the iron workshop.

Seeing that more and more people were coming, the third monk's face became increasingly ugly, not because he was afraid of being embarrassed.

He knew exactly whether this golden lump was true or not. Even if Hu Haitou had the ability, could he have the ability of the professor named Dong Mingquan?

What the third monk was really afraid of was that the noise was getting bigger and bigger. If he continued to preach like this, wouldn’t it be obvious that he had stolen the golden lumps?

After thinking about Dazhuang's body, the third monk shuddered all over. This scene fell in Goldman Sachs' eyes. He mistakenly thought that the third monk was afraid. The little worry in his original heart became relaxed.

As time passed little by little, hundreds of people had surrounded the deserted iron workshop, surrounding the entire iron workshop so much that it was so messy.

Xiao Qi Goudan and others who had just woken up were about to go to find the third monk, but they noticed the movement here.
Chapter completed!