The market stalls sell everything, including broken mechanical parts picked up from nowhere, meat of unknown creatures, furs, metal materials, herbs, very large eggs, and some people even tie chains around their necks.
, to hawk.
If you can survive, you can do anything.
'Absorbable energy source discovered!'
When I walked to a stall selling tarnished black ore, the 'mysterious gem' stitched in my heart trembled again, prompting me.
Li Yinguang stopped in front of the stall: "Boss, what kind of ore is this?"
"Mutated black fuel!"
The stall owner, one-eyed dragon, looks quite old and has many signs of mechanical modifications on his body. There is a heavy-duty handheld Gatling beside him.
Obviously this man is not a native of the slums.
‘Black fuel’ is a type of hard coal that burns with extremely high heat. It is also one of the most commonly used fuels in the ‘Iron Armor City’ smelting furnace.
"Black fuel is black fuel, and the blue dots are mutated fuel?"
Li Yinguang said with a sarcastic sneer that if the word "mutation" is added to anything, the value will soar. Since he wants to buy these things, he can't be too good-looking to the other party.
The one-eyed dragon said with a sullen face: "Don't cause trouble for me here. If you don't buy it, get out!"
It doesn't sound like he has a temper that is easy to offend.
Li Yinguang smiled instead of being angry, and said carelessly: "You told me to get out? Do you know where this place is?"
"Slums!" The one-eyed dragon frowned.
Li Yinguang nodded: "Yes, this is a slum. How can you sell things in a slum and tell others to get out?"
The one-eyed dragon stall owner wanted to reply, "Can't you get the hell out of here in the slums?" But looking behind Li Yinguang, the butler Goda took out a laser particle pistol from his arms, and decisively shut his mouth.
The biggest feature of this cool laser particle pistol is its high power. There is a small winning timer on the gun body, and the rate of fire is only three rounds per minute.
One of Old Dick's collections, Li Yinguang felt it was a bit heavy to hold, so he gave it to the housekeeper Golda.
"How much does this pile of fuel cost?"
Li Yinguang stopped when he saw the situation was good, no longer aggressive, and brought the topic back to the price of materials.
"Thirty silver bulls!"
The one-eyed dragon picked up the Gatling handheld, pretended to wipe it and said, probably wanting to tell Li Yinguang and others with practical actions that he was not someone to be trifled with.
"It's a bit expensive, can it be cheaper?" Li Yinguang asked with a smile.
The one-eyed dragon raised his head, stared at him and asked, "Do you really want to buy it?"
"This is not nonsense. I don't want to talk nonsense with you." Li Yinguang pretended to be a playboy.
The one-eyed dragon thought for a while, then lowered his voice and said: "These are indeed 'mutated black fuel', and they cost at least twenty silver bull coins!"
Li Yinguang thought for a moment and replied with a smile: "Eighteen silver bulls are enough to make a friend. If you have this kind of fuel in the future, come directly to me. Well, that 'Manbach Town Newspaper Agency' belongs to me.
"
"make a deal!"
The 'mutated black fuel' on display at the street stall weighs about hundreds of kilograms and costs ten or twenty yuan. Each piece is only the size of one or two adult fists, but it is very heavy.
There won't be many good things in this kind of temporary market, so he asked the housekeeper Goda to lead the one-eyed dragon stall owner to return the 'mutated black fuel' to the club, and he went to the Black Heart Grocery Store.
Old man Zhou was drinking tea leisurely in the shop. When he saw Li Yinguang coming over, he waved.
"I'm a little confused. I really can't understand. If you print 5,000 newspapers, can you sell them?"
Li Yinguang sat next to Old Zhou and shook his head with a smile: "Who said I wanted to print five thousand copies?"
"I'm just telling you, you are such a naughty boy, how could you do stupid things?" Zhou Shanren said with a smile while squinting his eyes.
"Yes, I think five thousand copies is a bit too little. I plan to print another five thousand copies, adding up the inside and outside, the total is ten thousand copies." Li Yinguang shrugged and smiled.
Old man Zhou stopped laughing and glared: "Can you sell it in Manbach Town?"
“Let’s wait and see!”
Li Yinguang smiled and didn't explain. Believe it or not, it doesn't represent him. We can't control what other people think.
He changed the topic and asked: "Old man, are you interested in doing some business together?"
"hehe!"
Zhou Shanren shook his head with a smile: "My old bones can't stand up to you young people."
Li Yinguang was startled, then said with a dry smile: "Aren't you curious about what I want to do in partnership?"
"Not curious!"
Zhou Shanren squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "You are a bit hard to see through. The partnership will most likely be sold. I have no intention of staring at you every day."
Li Yinguang spread his hands and looked helpless: "Am I as cunning as you say?"
He came today because he really wanted to do something in partnership with Old Man Zhou, for no other reason than to be practical. It would be no exaggeration to say that the old man is a local snake in Manbach Town. With his involvement in the business, the safety factor is higher.
A lot.
He Nai didn't want to get too involved with Li Yinguang at all. He didn't even ask what he was doing. Seeing Old Man Zhou's decisive attitude, Li Yinguang couldn't say anything more.
"I just saw that you bought a hundred kilograms of 'mutated black fuel' from a street stall outside. How about reselling it to me?" Zhou Shanren said with squinted eyes.
Li Yinguang was stunned for a moment, frowned and looked outside: "It's so far away, you can see it in the store?"
"I'm not blind!"
Li Yinguang looked away and said: "Change to a 'z3 type' smelting furnace!"
"……roll!"
"Hey, you're getting angry. If you don't want to change, you won't change. Why are you telling me to get lost?"
Zhou Shanren snorted coldly and did not mention this issue again.
"Last night, the Zhenbei Iron Mine was robbed. The lord was furious and ordered a strict investigation. No matter whether it is in the town or outside the town, there will be no peace recently. I advise you, kid, to stay calm!"
Listening to Old Man Zhou's words, Li Yinguang asked with twinkling eyes: "Zhenbei Iron Mine? Who robbed it?"
"How do I know this?" Zhou Shan was very happy.
"Does anyone dare to rob the lord's mine in Manbach Town? People nowadays are really brave!" Li Yinguang muttered in surprise and emotion.
"People die for money!"
Zhou Shanren squinted his eyes and said calmly: "The production of special ores associated with the Zhenbei Iron Mine is no longer a secret. It is only a matter of time before someone spots it."
"Associated special ore?" Li Yinguang heard about it for the first time.
"Iron 21, an associated ore that can improve the toughness of the iron element. Like your shabby armored ship, as long as five hundred kilograms of 'Iron 21 element' ore are fused into it, the overall defense can be increased three times, which is equivalent to inlaying an extra iron.
There are two decks of the same thickness!" Zhou Shanren whispered.
‘Iron 21’ element ore?
Li Yinguang secretly recorded this mineral in his heart.
"If you have time, you can go to the goblin craftsman's shop in the town. There will always be good things there. The premise is that you have enough silver bulls in your pocket." Old man Zhou reminded kindly.
Li Yinguang smiled bitterly and spread his hands: "The key is that I don't have a silver bull!"
Zhou Shanren puffed his beard and glared: "If you don't have a silver bull, you still waste money printing newspapers?"
In his view, Li Yinguang's opening of a small newspaper in Manbach Town was a waste of money. This chapter has been completed!