The carriage was swaying, and Zhang Hao squinted at the carriage next to him, where Zhou Xueyao was guarding five tons of black iron, motionless and blinking.
He is actually a little money-lover!
The current carriage of the Zhang family has changed its bearings and changed to a four-wheeled one, which can carry more weight. But this is not the point. The point is that the five tons of black iron on the carriage are all black iron specially used for alchemy, and their purity is
99.3%.
Now the Zhang family's income depends entirely on this black iron; and the profit is also very high. With just a few tons, you can get hundreds of tons of profit in the past.
But... seeing these five tons of black iron, Zhou Xueyao suddenly changed from a goddess to a money addict. She actually let her maid drive the car and went to admire it by herself.
To be honest, this dark iron specially used for alchemy is indeed very beautiful, with a scorching blue light and a faint spiritual light flowing on the surface. A little spiritual energy spontaneously gathers on the surface, like the mist on the surface of ice, hazy and flowing.
Sitting next to this kind of black iron, one can practice much faster.
Zhou Xueyao squatted next to Xuan Tie, touching this and that, and then looked at Zhang Hao with resentful eyes.
Zhang Hao looked a little embarrassed: "Shimei, this black iron is really for sale. This is the Zhang family's current main source of income."
Zhou Xueyao pouted slightly: "Do you know how difficult it is for us to buy black iron for alchemy from the East? Not only do they charge high prices, but the quality is not guaranteed.
What's even more outrageous is that they will even mix some ordinary black iron into it. If you buy a hundred kilograms, you can only get eighty kilograms of barely qualified black iron. Just like that, we still have to look at their faces!"
Zhang Hao nodded seriously: "In other words, my asking price is low? I should add half more..."
"How dare you!" Zhou Xueyao suddenly burst out.
"I mean sold abroad."
"That's not okay, we can't lie to people."
"You're not lying, the price is clearly marked."
"..." Zhou Xueyao pursed her lips and looked at Zhang Hao angrily, "You... why are you like this?"
"how?"
"You...you...hum!"
Zhou Xueyao turned around and entered the carriage, but came out again after a while, looking at Zhang Hao eagerly.
Zhang Hao felt so embarrassed by this look, "Okay, okay, of course we use the good things ourselves. The ones for sale are of poor quality."
"You have something better?!"
"Uh..." Zhang Hao was a little embarrassed and spilled the beans.
However, senior brother Feng Zhiling next to him said leisurely: "Currently we can produce three nine-purity black iron, and we can already mass-produce 99.5% pure iron. Those with a purity lower than 99.5% are deliberately lowered.
In order to ensure the purity, a little bit of low-quality crushed spirit stone powder is deliberately added to increase the impurities before it is released from the oven."
Zhang Hao:......
Brother Feng, you are being naughty again! Speaking of future steel smelting technology, etc., we must prevent this guy from peeping. You can’t tell the truth!
But Zhang Hao’s headache now is Zhou Xueyao. Looking at those sparkling eyes with suspicion and a touch of contempt, Zhang Hao smiled awkwardly, laughed again, and laughed again...
"Brother, what do three nines mean?"
Without Zhang Hao opening his mouth, Feng Zhiling answered quickly: "It's 99.9% pure!"
Zhang Hao had no choice but to take out a kilogram of 99.9% from the storage ring and float it in front of Zhou Xueyao, "Shimei, this... is a small meeting gift from Brother Shi. However, don't tell others, this 99.9%
The purity is very small, and we don’t even have enough for our own use.”
Zhou Xueyao angrily picked up the black iron and checked it. The next moment she opened her lips slightly and her hands trembled a little. It turned out to be 99.9%. Such pure black iron was something she had never dared to think of before. Before.
The best I've seen is only 99.4% like it.
What can such black iron do? Zhou Xueyao was quiet for a while.
The carriage arrived at Zhang Mansion in Fang City, where the Weapon Refining Guild is still renting for the time being. The new Weapon Refining Guild is still under construction.
After getting off the carriage, Zhang Hao immediately shouted: "Is Zhou Jue here? Hurry up, I have brought five tons of black iron specially used for alchemy, and fifty tons of 96% black iron."
"What are you shouting for?" Zhou Jue suddenly appeared in front of Zhang Hao, but the next moment he was stunned: "Little sister? Why are you here?"
After being stunned for a moment, he suddenly turned to Zhang Hao, with an indescribable anger and some kind of vigilance in his eyes: "Zhang Hao! Why is my little sister here!"
Zhang Hao smiled: "Of course I invited you here."
Zhou Jue looked at Zhang Hao warily, as if looking at a strange squid. He stood in front of Zhou Xueyao, blocking Zhang Hao's gaze, and then glanced at Feng Zhiling with murderous eyes, and finally turned back to look at his sister.
: "Why are you here?"
"Why can't I come here!" Zhou Xueyao retorted. There is always some unreasonable temper between her sister and her brother.
"Ahem..." Zhang Hao came to Zhou Jue, "Brother Zhou, I have something to do here today, a very important matter. Can you sit down and talk?"
"What's the matter!" Zhou Jue said in a bad tone.
Zhang Hao sighed: "I have thought of a way to open the sea passage, but there are some things that I need Brother Zhou's help with."
"Really?" Zhou Jue's attitude changed again, and the slightly sour expression disappeared instantly, "Let's go in and talk."
After sitting down, Zhang Hao explained what he said.
"Cook the sea?" Zhou Jue was also stunned by Zhang Hao's grand plan, "Can you really build a one-meter-thick and eight-meter-long formation base?
I'm not doubting your ability to produce black iron, but to build a formation base, it must be forged with strange fire. And if you want to make a hundred thousand kilograms of black iron into a magic weapon, even the Jiuyang Sect doesn't have such a method.
Although the Flying Boat, the largest magic weapon of the Jiuyang Sect, is three feet long, it is made of wood."
"Brother Zhou, just leave this smelting matter to us. We have already found a method and have initially perfected it.
But the Zhang family’s weapon refining skills are somewhat impressive, so if they want to carve a formation for such a huge magic weapon, they need help from Brother Zhou.”
"This..." Zhou Jue frowned, "I have no experience in this area. I'll go back and ask the master..."
Zhang Hao immediately waved his hand and said with a serious face: "Brother Zhou, I came to you today not to ask if you can do it. But, you must do it!
Brother Zhou, time waits for no one. I have just returned from the battlefield in the Kingdom of Jinyang. To be honest, I think the situation is not optimistic.
I don't know how things will change in the future, but I know that we must race against time!
Brother Zhou just needs to give me an answer now, whether it can be done or it can't be done.
If you can, I'll leave this matter to you.
If not, I’ll find someone else right away!”
Zhou Jue was a little angry at first, but after hearing what Zhang Hao said, he suddenly fell silent.
After a while, Zhou Jue took a deep breath and said decisively: "Yes! Leave this matter to me."
"Well, I'll trouble you, Brother Zhou. It is expected that in five days, we will have 12 formation bases ready."
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