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Chapter 10 Lin Shouyi

Downtown, Wanshi Street.

This street is home to shops from various aristocratic families in Qingshan City.

The center's Wanshi Plaza integrates leisure, dining, entertainment and retail.

The boss behind it is the "Wang Family" of the "Dongdu" capital of Tianshui Kingdom, so Wanshi Street quickly became the city center after it was established in Qingshan City.

Because it's morning, there are not many customers on the street.

The overall area of ​​Wanshi Street is very large, with countless shops on both sides of the street.

"Xiao Zhang refining weapons".

"Danyan's face is joyful".

"Jiandao Education Center".

...

The target customers of these stores are different, and they can survive in Tianshui Kingdom where Wufeng is prosperous.

A second-level weapon refiner can actually open a weapon refining pavilion to help some civilian warriors customize weapons and maintain a normal life.

Lin Yuan entered a small shop called "Song Family Weapon Refining Pavilion".

“Welcome light…”

Song Yi was carefully wiping the cold weapons hanging around him. When he heard the sound of a customer entering the door, he immediately smiled and greeted him.

Lin Yuan smiled politely and said, "Hello Uncle Song."

"Lin Yuan?"

"Why are you here? Didn't go to class today?"

Song Yi was a little surprised.

His son Song Cheng is a member of the small group of seven or eight people, Lin Yuan, Fang Zixin, and Wu Di. He has met here a few times before.

"I didn't go today, come and buy something."

Uncle Song said enthusiastically:

"Come on, don't stand at the door and come in and talk."

"What do you want to buy? Uncle Song will help you choose."

"Sell it to you for a cost price."

Song Cheng always told him that Lin Yuan and his friends took great care of him in school and had a very good relationship with each other.

"I want to buy a few spirit stones."

Uncle Song was a little surprised, "Spirit Stone?"

"What do you want that?"

Low-level spirit stones are the basic material for refining weapons and the core material for psychic bullets.

Because the core energy is relatively small, it cannot be directly absorbed and cultivated. Advanced spirit stones with pure energy are OK.

Faced with Uncle Song’s doubts, Lin Yuan didn’t know how to explain it in a few words.

Lin Yuan himself didn't understand the basic theory of mechanical things.

Seeing that Lin Yuan didn't want to say anything, Uncle Song smiled and said:

"fine."

"Tell me which one do you want? I don't have high-level ones here, and there are all low-level spirit stones."

"Come."

Lin Yuan was taken to the display area of ​​the spirit stones, looked around and pointed to the first-level spirit iron stone and the second-level spirit iron stone and said:

"Uncle Song."

"How to sell this spiritual iron stone?"

Uncle Song took out the two stones from the display cabinet and said:

"This first-level one is cheaper, 3,000 yuan."

"The second-level one is more expensive, it costs 24,000."

“It’s all cost.”

Uncle Song glanced at Lin Yuan, and Lin Yuan said carefully:

"Uncle Song, you didn't sell it to me at a loss, did you?"

Lin Yuan had previously searched the prices of first-level spiritual iron stone and second-level spiritual iron stone on Tianshui Martial Arts Network, which were 9,000 and 70,000 yuan respectively.

Is this industry so profitable?

Uncle Song shook his head and said, "No, this is the cost price."

"The ore that small shops like us can get is the ones left over from those big shops in aristocratic families, and the quality is average."

Uncle Song continued to pick up the first-level spiritual iron stone in his hand, "And the size of the stone will also affect the price."

"The normal price for sale in this area is around 4,500."

When Lin Yuan heard Uncle Song’s popular science, he nodded. He really didn’t know this.

Uncle Song continued to popularize the science:

"If we build a spiritual iron sword, it is generally a semi-spirited weapon."

"If you want to build a real spiritual iron sword, you need a whole piece of spiritual iron stone."

Uncle Song gestured at the size of his chest.

A whole piece of spiritual iron stone will be very amazing.

Lin Yuan looked at the spiritual iron stone in front of him and pondered for a while, then said:

"Uncle Song."

"Help me get these three first-level spiritual iron stones, and one second-level one."

"good."

"Thank you, Uncle Song."

...

After coming out of the Song Family Weapon Refining Pavilion, Lin Yuan carefully put four stones in his arms.

Although I was determined to visit the cultivation shops on Wanshi Street, I was very poor and I only had more than 20,000 yuan left on my body.

This more than 20,000 yuan is a small amount of money for ordinary people, but it is a drop in the ocean for warriors.

"Go back."

Now every day is very important for Lin Yuan. Go back and study what the mechanized elasticity is.

Just after turning an intersection, a middle-aged man and a jumping little boy came out of a clothing store on the corner of the street.

Lin Yuan looked up and happened to meet them.

"Lin Yuan?"

"dad?"

This family of three is none other than Lin Yuan’s father, Lin Shouyi and stepmother Zhao Lan.

There is also Lin Yuan’s half-brother Lin Xiaoyang.

Since living in high school, Lin Yuan has not been home much. Occasionally, he went out to have dinner with his father Lin Shouyi and talked about his recent situation.

So Lin Xiaoyang, who was only nine years old, was very unfamiliar with this half-brother and couldn't help but grab Lin Shouyi's sleeve.

"Didn't go to class today?"

"I didn't go to the cultural class."

"Come here to buy something."

Lin Shouyi nodded slightly.

He knew that Lin Yuan's grades in his cultural courses were very good, so he didn't have to worry too much.

The most troublesome thing is that Lin Yuan is eager to apply for martial arts.

Since last year, Lin Shouyi has received several calls from the school one after another.

I have never talked about this seriously with Lin Yuan.

Then Lin Shouyi and Zhao Lan on the side discussed in a low voice.

After Zhao Lan glared at Lin Shouyi slightly, he led Lin Xiaoyang and walked away slowly.

Seeing Zhao Lan and his son leaving, Lin Shouyi smiled and said to Lin Yuan:

"Let's go and have lunch together."

"Something happens to be something to talk to you."

...

Wanshi Square, Xiaozheng Restaurant.

"Taste it."

Seeing the mutton soup coming, Lin Shouyi greeted Lin Yuan to taste it.

Lin Yuan picked up the cake and soaked it in the mutton soup. After taking a bite, the aroma was filled with fragrance.

"How is it? It's OK, it's new."

"Um."

Compared to the lively atmosphere on other tables, the atmosphere between Lin Yuan and his son was a little weird.

The main reason is that their lives are somewhat fragmented and there are not so many common topics.

After a moment of silence, Lin Shouyi was the first to speak:

"How long will it take to take the college entrance examination?"

Lin Yuan replied while gnawing on the cake: "In less than half a year."

Lin Yuan has no good feelings for his stepmother Zhao Lan.

My father Lin Shouyi has a relatively soft personality and has no status in the family. However, after all, he is a father and son with Lin Yuan, and his blood is thicker than water.

Lin Shouyi nodded, "Have you thought about what school you want to take?"

"Military school."

When the words "Military School" were spoken, Lin Shouyi's expression was obviously stunned for a moment.

Lin Shouyi's family conditions are pretty good, but he is also a civilian family. With this family environment, he cannot spend a lot of resources for Lin Yuan to learn martial arts.

Since Kobayashi Yuan has shown maturity far beyond his peers.

If Lin Yuan wants to make a difference in martial arts, military academy is indeed the best place to go.

"Military school?"
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