Chapter 401 Meng Yuanying's neurasthenia, Qiao Jindan is messy in the wind
As soon as he came out of the Sumeru Realm, Yan Yan found Shen Yuyun, Bi Cheng, Hua Chang and Meng Yan.
Now that the caravan has no goods to leave, a few people are discussing whether to collect some for the time being and head on the road, but Yan Yan hands a strange list to the hands of four people.
"This is what I need. You lead all the people in the caravan and immediately go into the mountains with Brother Meng to look for these stones and collect as many as you can find."
After explaining, Yan Yan gave another list to Shen Yuyun alone: "This is also what I need. Buy it for me as soon as possible."
Shen Yuyun took the list and looked at it carefully. The wooden basin, iron wire, turpentine, coal tar and the like in front were nothing. When he saw a large amount of sulfur written at the back of the list, Shen Yuyun asked in confusion: "What do you want sulfur for?" Storing too much can easily cause a fire, which is not good for our wine storage."
Yan Yan: "I know, just buy it according to what I wrote. I have other uses."
Shen Yuyun could only nodded and kicked the list into his arms.
Anyway, his boss always does weird things, just get used to it.
Just after explaining to Shen Yuyun, Meng Yan came over with the list: "Miss Yan, what are you writing on this? Are ordinary stones looking like this? Or are they buried underground? Treasure? I don’t understand.”
Staring at what was written on the list, Meng Yuanying, who had lived for such a long time, looked confused.
Summoned him here early in the morning just to let him pick up stones?
He suspected that this little girl still held a grudge against him for seizing the Heavenly Fire?
He was holding Nascent Soul Daxiu in the palm of his hand. He was called to pick up stones early in the morning. Wasn't this a deliberate entertainment for him?
Yan Yan had a serious look on his face: "Yes, this is a stone, lavender or yellow-green, and looks similar to the cross-section of glass. By the way, I have a picture album here, you can always look for it according to this picture. Also, I have a picture album here. This kind of ore is easy to grow in geothermal veins, so you try to find it in the mountains. If it doesn't work, try digging into the mountains."
The old man suddenly suffered a nervous breakdown.
Why does this guy want to open a mountain? Is it because he has too much spiritual power and no place to use it?
After explaining this group of people, Yan Yan rushed to Fujia Street with a few drawings in his pocket.
The wealthy street was still bustling with traffic, and Yan Yan's car stopped directly in front of Shopkeeper Qiao's spiritual weapon shop.
The spiritual weapon shop opened later than ordinary shops. The sun was already high at this time, and the door panels had just begun to be removed.
Before Yan Yan got out of the car, he saw Mei Zongyuan placing the newly removed door panels neatly beside the door.
After not seeing each other for a few days, Mei Zongyuan seemed to be a completely different person than before.
Wearing a neat blue-gray cotton round-neck boy's shirt, the collar and sleeves rolled outwards reveal the white undershirt underneath. His hair is neatly tied on top of his head, pulled up into a bun and fixed with a simple sandalwood hairpin. .
He looks gentle and smart, a bit like a Taoist boy.
After placing the door panels, Mei Zongyuan turned around and saw Yan Yan coming out of the sedan, smiling at him.
Seeing Yan Yan, Mei Zongyuan's dark eyes suddenly lit up, and a smile appeared on his slightly fatter face: "Sister Yan, are you here to see Mr. Qiao? Please come in quickly."
Yan Yan handed a few packets of snacks to Mei Zongyuan and followed him into the spiritual weapon store.
Mei Zongqin, who was dressed exactly like Mei Zongyuan, was cleaning the spiritual weapons on the shelf with a small duster. When he heard footsteps and turned around, he saw a beautiful young lady following behind his brother.
Mei Zongqin was in a coma the day he was rescued and did not wake up until he was taken away by Shopkeeper Qiao, so he had never seen Yan Yan and did not recognize her.
Yan Yan came closer, looked at Mei Zongqin, and smiled with Mei Zongyuan: "This is your brother, he looks more polite than you."
Probably because of his younger age, Mei Zongqin was more reserved than Mei Zongyuan. He held a feather duster in his little hand and looked at his brother with round black grape eyes, looking nervous as if he didn't know how to deal with it.
The magic weapon shop usually has few customers, and this little guy obviously hasn't learned to deal with customers yet.
Mei Zongyuan walked over and took Mei Zongqin's little hand, pulling him to Yan Yan: "Aqin, this is Sister Yan."
When Mei Zongqin heard what his brother said, he quickly let go of his brother's hand, dusted off his robe seriously, lifted up the hem of his robe and knelt down solemnly: "Zongqin, please thank Sister Yan for your great kindness again! Thank you benefactor for taking the trouble to save me."
Brother and Zong Qin, brother and Zong Qin will never forget it!" After saying that, his small body was upright and he kowtowed to Yan Yan.
Apparently, Mei Zongyuan told his younger brother everything about the brothers' salvation.
Although Mei Zongqin had never met her, he still remembered Yan Yan deeply in his heart.
Yan Yan lifted Mei Zongqin up with both hands and touched the top of his head: "No need to thank me, you have a great brother!"
While they were talking, Shopkeeper Qiao came out of the inner room. When he saw Yan Yan, he quickly raised his hands and said, "We are full of distinguished guests! Why didn't you call someone to say hello earlier so that I could welcome you personally?"
Yan Yan: "There's no need to welcome you. I'm here today to have a few important things, and I'd like your help to see if they can be made." As he spoke, he took out several blueprints from his sleeve pocket.
As soon as Yan Yan said that he wanted to refine weapons, Shopkeeper Qiao immediately became interested: "I know you definitely don't need an alchemy furnace. You have the treasure tripod and the sky fire to help you. I'm so envious of you!"
Yan Yan also smiled: "I do not lack the alchemy furnace. You have never seen these things I brought today." As he spoke, he spread out the drawn drawings on the table.
Shopkeeper Qiao has refined countless weapons in his life. Hearing what Yan Yan said, he actually didn't think much of it. He reached out and picked up a blueprint to look at it, and then...
I don't understand what's going on.
What is drawn on the drawing is a huge iron guy, not to mention the weird shape, there are many thick and thin pipes, and there are all kinds of odd little parts next to it...
Shopkeeper Qiao looked at it for a while, then picked up another drawing and looked at it. It was similar to this one, and he had no clue at all.
After he finished, the old man put the drawings on the table and looked at Yan Yan with a frown: "Miss Yan, I heard that Lu Yuan ruined your wine."
Yan Yan didn't understand what Shopkeeper Qiao meant by suddenly mentioning this matter that had nothing to do with the drawings, but she still nodded cooperatively: "Yeah!"
Shopkeeper Qiao pushed the drawing in front of her: "So, you are in a bad mood, so you just make these messy things to entertain my old man?"
Yan Yan laughed, spread out the drawings again, and respectfully poured tea for Shopkeeper Qiao: "This is not a mess. These machines are very important to me. If I didn't trust you, I would never show you this."
A few drawings.”
After saying that, Yan Yan took out a pack of high-grade spiritual stones from his sleeve pocket and placed it on the table: "I hope Shopkeeper Qiao can help me create these things!"
Seeing that Yan Yan was not joking, Shopkeeper Qiao frowned and looked at the drawings again, and then found that there were labels on the corners of each drawing: internal mixer, condensing machine, dryer, shaping machine, wind energy generator
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These bunch of machines are still ducks, what are they used for?