When the shopkeeper Fang saw that the nine-star iron on the counter was all dim in color, it was obvious that it had not been polished with sand sheets. It was an unpolished material and was extremely unbeautiful. Suddenly, an old face pulled down, stood up and slapped the counter with a "bang", staring at Yin Zhaoping and shouting, "What's wrong? These star irons have not been polished, so you dare to sell them!"

Yin Zhaoping heard the scolding of the shopkeeper Fang, glanced at the unpolished Xingchentie, and his face became ugly. He quickly apologized with a smile, then turned to stare at his son Yin Lan, and shouted: "You guy, you did a good thing! I asked you to polish it this morning, what did you do for me?"

I heard that after a while, the price of refining materials would increase. Yin Zhaoping also hoped that after this batch of Jiuxing Iron was sold, he would stock up on some popular materials and make a small profit when the price was increased. Unexpectedly, his son, who was usually quite diligent in his work, did not polish the Jiuxing Iron this time. In this way, the price of each kilogram of Jiuxing Iron will definitely be suppressed by the stingy shopkeeper Fang.

This is not counting. If Manager Fang feels that he is not honest and does not accept the materials he has processed in the future, it will be troublesome!

Yin Lan had already expected this situation and covered his ears to prevent his eardrum from being hurt by his father's lion's roar. Then the other shopkeeper said, "Shopkeeper, you can take a look first. If you don't want this batch of nine-star iron, don't regret it."

"Hey, I really won't accept it!" Manager Fang's old face was so angry that his beard trembled, his face turned pale. He sneered, pointed to the dim Xingchen Tie and scolded: "Take all this garbage away, don't come again, I won't accept it if I come!"

Yin Lan's father suddenly became anxious. A piece of nine-star iron of three-star quality can be sold for at least 300 cents. This batch costs 16 yuan in total, which is nearly 5,000 cents of goods. Except for this Fangjia Materials Pavilion, it is impossible for other shops in Sanshui Town to eat them all. If they are forever turned away by Fangjia Materials Pavilion, it will be extremely inconvenient for him to sell the materials in the future.

At this time, Yin Lan picked up a piece of star iron, shook it in front of Manager Fang, and sighed with regret, saying, "Since Manager Fang doesn't want it, then we won't disturb you."

"etc!"

Suddenly, Shopkeeper Fang suddenly reached out and grabbed Yin Lan's arm, staring at the star iron on Yin Lan's hand.

I saw four light white round marks on the surface of the star iron.

"Four...Four Stars?!" Manager Fang's voice trembled a little, and he swallowed and spitted.

Then the shopkeeper Fang quickly lowered his head and quickly pulled it up among the piles of dimly colored star irons. After looking through several pieces, he found that the surface of each star iron had four light white round marks.

This pile of star irons is actually four stars!

He has been assigned to this town as a shopkeeper by his family for three years. The things he usually receives are low-grade materials that have only undergone primary processing and have almost zero technical content. Because these things are easy to deal with, the cost is very transparent, and there is no profit at all. For this reason, every time he goes back to the family headquarters to report his work, he feels lost face. He even was directly directly under the deputy chief executive of the Chamber of Commerce who was in a bad mood at that time and was drinking. He pointed at his nose and scolded him for saying "Your performance is just a piece of shit." At that time, he wanted to find a pair of red underwear to put it on his head to hide his embarrassment and shame.

Now, he actually saw the four-star quality nine-star iron, and there were a lot of them!

Although this can only be considered a certain technical content, compared with the slag materials I received before, the profit was several times higher, which made him cry in tears, crying with joy, and crying in tears...

"I want it all!" Fang Jianguan wiped the two eye boozes that had fallen from the corners of his eyes with the back of his hand, raised his head suddenly, looked at Yin Lan and Yin Zhaoping, without any anger, but with a look of joy on his face, and his tone was straightforward and decisive.

...

After leaving the Fang family Material Pavilion, Yin Zhaoping's face was filled with uncontrollable excitement. He pulled Yin Lan to a corner, carefully observed the surroundings, and then grabbed Yin Lan's shoulder and asked excitedly: "Boy, what's going on? How did those nine-star irons become four-star ones? It sold for nearly 60,000 cents, and the price was more than ten times higher than that of three-star ones. The enthusiasm of the shopkeeper Fang for me just now makes me feel goosebumps when I think about it now."

No wonder Yin Zhaoping was so excited, because the profit obtained by a piece of the four-star quality nine-star iron can match his previous ten days and half a month of profits.

Just now, the attitude of the shopkeeper Fang towards Yin Zhaoping and Yin Lan was completely overturned, and he became kind and friendly, just like a kind-hearted old man from the neighbor's house. He also ordered the shopkeepers to set up a seat for Yin Zhaoping and Yin Lan for the first time.

More importantly, Fang, who has always been stingy, actually bought all the Jiuxing Iron at a price of 3,500 yuan per piece. As for the small matter of not polishing the materials, he didn't care at all, and settled a huge sum of 56,000 yuan to Yin Zhaoping!

Before leaving, the old shopkeeper Fang had a warm smile on his face and told Yin Zhaoping that no matter how many four-star quality nine-star irons there were in the future, he would have collected them. In terms of price, Yin Zhaoping would definitely not suffer any losses.

Yin Lan answered with confidence when he heard his father's question: "This is still a question. Of course, I refined those nine-star irons into four-star ones!"

"How is that possible!" Yin Zhaoping stared at his son, "Although you have some talent in spiritual cultivation, you reach the third level of apprenticeship at the age of sixteen, and you are considered a genius, but your perception is too weak and there is no possibility of becoming a weapon refiner. When Chilin Sect came to Sanshui Town to recruit disciples, you were so dashed because of this..."

Speaking of this, Yin Zhaoping suddenly stopped talking, worried that his son would be hurt by his words.

Because the problem of too weak perception has been a pain point for my son in recent years.

If you want to become a weapon refiner, even if you become a high-level material worker like Yin Zhaoping, you need to meet two conditions: one is spiritual power and the other is perception.

Yin Lan is very talented in spiritual power cultivation. He started practicing since he was twelve years old. Now he has reached the third level of apprenticeship in just four years. It is estimated that in a few years, he will be able to surpass Yin Zhaoping, his father, and may even break through the apprenticeship level in the future and be promoted to a formal spiritual warrior.

But perception is innate and related to the soul. Unless the level of life leaps, it can only slowly improve as you grow older. Yin Lan's perception is nearly twice as bad as ordinary warriors, and he is destined to not be able to refine weapons. However, because he was influenced by Yin Zhaoping since childhood, his dream was to become a weapon refiner. Therefore, this blow once made Yin Lan depressed for a long time.

But now Yin Lan did not care about this issue, but smiled and said with confidence: "Father, that's all in the past. I have my own experience. If you don't believe it, go back to the forging room and see that there is a porcelain bowl in it, which is the nitrifying gangue mixture I made. It can change the overall texture of most refining materials in a short time, and soften the process. Moreover, it is a cold softening, which greatly ensures the integrity of the material elements and will not easily lose the micro elements..."

A series of refining terms were spoken from Yin Lan, as if they were picked up at will, as smooth as the spurt of essence, and their style was even more comparable to those of bricks and beasts.

Yin Zhaoping stared at his eyes and his mouth wide open, and he was stunned for a moment.

Among these refining terms, what he can understand is the word "softening reaction". As a material worker, when facing some very hard materials, he needs to add some elemental powder to the fire, or apply reactant to the surface of the material, heat it at high temperature, and then process it. This is the most basic "softening reaction".

But, "cold softening", what is this?

Seeing that his father was suppressed by him, Yin Lan laughed in his heart, then coughed twice, and said seriously: "Father, go back and try to soak some materials in the slurry mixture I prepared, and then process them. You will find that it is several times easier than before."

"Uh, it's really that amazing? Then let's buy some materials quickly and go home immediately."

"Father, please go back first. Just tell me what materials you want to buy. I just have to buy some things too. The nitrifying gangue mixture is at home. Don't you want to go back and try it?"

Yin Zhaoping felt a little itchy when he thought of the nitrate gangue mixture that Yin Lan mentioned, and said, "Boy, I can't wait to hear that the nitrate gangue mixture is so magical. I'm really impatient to give you money and buy whatever I want. I'll forget about the ingredients I want, I'll buy them tomorrow. When I get home later, remember to tell me what your encounters have and are these enough?"

After saying that, he took out a brand new blue metal card from his clothes, with exquisite patterns and patterns printed on it, and the words "10,000". This is a large currency in Qinglan Kingdom, with a value of 10,000 yuan.

"Enough." Yin Lan took the money, separated from his father, and walked towards another extremely large shop in the town...

When he arrived outside a "Mo's Chamber of Commerce branch", Yin Lan paused for a moment and looked up at the plaque.

"Mo's."

Yin Lan's eyes became a little cold at this moment, and then returned to normal. He walked into the store and spent nearly 4,000 cents to buy some elemental objects in black leather bags. Then, he came to a remote alley.

The so-called elemental objects are cleaners, nitroso, and gangue. They can synthesize reactants, elemental powder and other items. Most of them are used to assist refiners and processing materials, and some can be used separately.

The things that Yin Lan is about to prepare are items that can be used separately and have extremely lethality.

"It feels... good to use the things sold to me by the Mo's Chamber of Commerce branch to deal with the young master of the Mo's Chamber of Commerce." Yin Lan murmured, his eyes bright and deep, like the starry sky.

Deep in the starry sky, there is a cold murderous intent with blood.

He began to mix the materials on the ground. A quarter of an hour later, four black balls were made, the size of walnuts, and looked rough and uneven on the surface.
Chapter completed!