The Magical Blacksmith

Zhang Ye came to the market in Lingtai Town, which is a big square where all the three religions and nine streams gather here to communicate with each other.

These people don't need to open a shop, choose a place, sit on the ground, and display the items that need to be sold.

The things that these loose cultivators sell are mixed, and many of them don't even know what they are. Some people spend a small amount of money to find treasures of heaven and earth, and some people spend a lot of money to buy only one fake product. Because of the gambler’s psychology, there is never a shortage of consumers in the market. The ideal person has already been shoulder to shoulder.

Zhang Ye also came to the market with the mentality of picking up leaks. After all, he doesn't have much money now, and he wants to find some materials suitable for making top-quality magic weapons at a low price.

Because Zhang Ye was a stranger and acted like a stunned young man, the stall owners hurriedly greeted him: "Hey, brother, come and have a look, the good things that just arrived, I guarantee you can buy them and make money!"

Zhang Ye spent the whole day picking and picking until dusk and couldn't find anything suitable to buy. He was so disappointed that he simply responded to the call of an old man and went to his booth to try his luck.

The uncle greeted warmly: "Brother, there are all kinds of magic tools, seals, pills and cheats. You can choose whatever you want, and you can guarantee high quality and low price..."

The old man's booth was full of broken copper and iron. Zhang Ye frowned and shook his head. Seeing that Zhang Ye was not interested, the old man turned his attention to the previous customers.

"Shangxian, this set of flying knives in your hand has a lot of origins. Its original owner was a powerful Taoist thousands of years ago. These flying knives have killed dragons!" The uncle said to a middle-aged man who was playing with flying knives. Bragging, "It is said that the flying knife contains the dragon-slaying knife technique passed down by the Taoist master..."

The middle-aged man was imposing, and he was noncommittal to the uncle's nonsense. After a while, the middle-aged man said: "The flying knife is good, let's make a price."

Seeing that the middle-aged man had the intention to buy, the uncle pondered for a while and said: "Actually, I am a little reluctant to sell this set of throwing knives, but the Shangxian opened his mouth, so I have no choice but to reluctantly give up. One thousand low-grade spirit stones, no bargaining !"

Zhang Ye also glanced at the set of flying knives earlier, there are nine in total, but only the main knife can be regarded as a magical weapon, and the rest of the auxiliary knives can only be regarded as common-grade sharp weapons. The uncle’s offer of a thousand low-grade spirit stones is really a lion’s mouth.

Zhang Ye knew the rules here, so it was not easy to remind him, but at such an expensive price, only a fool would buy it.

But what Zhang Ye didn't expect was that the middle-aged man nodded: "The nine flying knives complement each other, and they are indeed worth the price. Put them on for me."

Zhang Ye was speechless for a while, and even the uncle who sold the flying knife was stunned. He probably didn't expect the middle-aged man to be so easy to talk. He knew that he would report another five hundred spirit stones, but the uncle also knew that he would accept it when he saw it, and said with a smile: "Okay, I'll put it on for you now."

The old man put the flying knife into a box with mottled copper and rust. Looking at this box, it was also a set with the flying knife. Zhang Ye felt sorry for the middle-aged man being fooled, but the moment he saw the rusty box, he suddenly froze.

The middle-aged man took out some spirit stones from the Qiankun bag, but he frowned: "I bought some things earlier, but the spirit stones are not enough. Can I exchange them with equivalent items?"

The smile on the uncle's face stiffened, and he immediately shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, I only accept Lingshi." Just kidding, with the eyesight of this middle-aged man, it is estimated that the items exchanged are all crooked melons, and the uncle I was also afraid of receiving fake products, so I only recognized Lingshi.

The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment: "Then you keep the flying knife for me, and I will get the spirit stone back in half an hour." After speaking, the middle-aged man took out a medium-grade spirit stone, "This is the deposit."

"Okay, then I'll keep it for you first." The uncle cheerfully took the Lingshi, and it wasn't even half an hour later.

The middle-aged man nodded, his steps were brisk, and he disappeared after a while.

"Brother, is there anything you like?" Seeing that Zhang Ye was in a daze, the uncle asked aloud.

Only then did Zhang Ye come to his senses, thought for a while, and said, "Master, can you show me this set of throwing knives?"

The uncle said: "No, the flying knife has already been ordered by the customer."

"Old man, I just want to see what the flying knife worth a thousand low-grade spirit stones looks like, so that I can improve my knowledge." Zhang Ye acted like a shy boy with little experience in the world.

The uncle was happy: "Okay, then let you open your eyes."

The uncle handed over the flying knife case to Zhang Ye, and began to brag again. Zhang Ye agreed on the surface, but his mind was all immersed in this set of flying knives, or to be more precise, the box containing the flying knives.

His eyesight has improved a lot now. The reason why he was stunned before was because he found that the metallic luster of the flying knife box was a bit weird. When making a sword, the system provides a similar material.

When you get the box in your hand, you can use the forging system to analyze the characteristics of the item, which is why Zhang Ye came to the market to pick up leaks.

After being verified by the system, Zhang Ye shook his little hand excitedly, what the fuck, it was just as he had guessed before, this is not rusty copper at all, but Yanhuang gold, which is completely suitable for the material of the top-grade magic weapon!

Zhang Ye now understands that the reason why the middle-aged man spent a lot of money to buy flying knives was because he recognized the material of the box. He bought a full four to five catties of Yanhuang gold with a thousand low-grade spirit stones and resold it. You can earn a hundred times!

Zhang Ye pretended to be playing with the knife, but he was thinking in his heart, although it is not very good to cut off the beard, but the middle-aged man has not paid the bill, so let each one rely on his ability.

Zhang Ye was silent for a moment, and said, "Master, I like this flying knife very much, why don't you sell it to me? I can pay one thousand spirit stones right now." Zhang Ye was exploited too badly by the system. A thousand spirit stones are just for the trick.

The uncle frowned, can't the idiots get together today? Although he really wanted to sell the flying knives, he agreed to the previous middle-aged man and received a deposit, so he rejected Zhang Ye: "No, this set of flying knives has already been agreed to be sold to the previous customer. Wait half an hour, if he doesn't come, I'll sell it to you again?"

The uncle does everything without leaking water. If the middle-aged man does not come back after half an hour, then he will not be considered a breach of contract.

Zhang Ye sighed and pretended to love it, but suddenly his eyes lit up and he said, "Master, since I can't buy a flying knife, why don't you sell me this box, and let me have a thought." .”

Yanhuang gold is almost indistinguishable from ordinary copper, unless someone who has been dealing with metal materials for a long time, it cannot be recognized at all.

The uncle identified the box again, and he said mysteriously: "Young man, I didn't expect you to see the extraordinaryness of this box..."

Zhang Ye's heart skipped a beat, what the hell, did this uncle know from the very beginning that Yanhuang Gold would not succeed?

But the uncle immediately said: "This box is made of the dragon bronze excavated by the awesome Taoist. Speaking of which, the value of the box for this set of flying swords is not less than that of flying knives!"

Zhang Ye was stunned for a moment, and then realized that this old man was fooling people, but as long as he didn't know that it was Yanhuang Gold, Zhang Ye heaved a sigh of relief, and didn't say anything, but instead showed an excited look: "So awesome? "

"Of course!" The uncle thought that Zhang Ye had taken the bait, and stroked his beard. "Well, anyway, the previous customer wanted a flying knife. If you like this box, take one hundred low-grade spirit stones!"

The uncle is very happy, there are idiots every day, especially today.

Zhang Ye was also happy, and immediately took out a hundred low-grade spirit stones and handed them to the uncle, and the uncle smiled and released the flying knife, and handed the empty box to Zhang Ye: "Young man, you really made money this time! "

Zhang Ye did make a profit, holding the box and giggling, the uncle shook his head and sighed when he saw this scene, young man, the uncle will take your tuition fee...

Zhang Ye put the box into the Qiankun bag, and disappeared in a flash, while the uncle continued to call for business contentedly.

Not long after Zhang Ye left, the middle-aged man rushed back, glanced at the uncle's stall, frowned and said, "Where's my throwing knife?"

The uncle cheerfully opened another exquisite box: "The ones are for you, did you bring the spirit stone?"

The middle-aged man looked displeased: "Where's the previous box?"

The uncle was stunned, he was crazy, why did everyone care about that copper rust box? The uncle thought for a while: "The young man who was at the stall with you earlier bought the box, but don't worry, I have matched you with a better one, this is a jade box!"

The middle-aged man looked ferocious and roared, "Didn't I ask you to keep it all for me?"

The uncle also became angry: "That's right, the flying knives are reserved for you, there are quite a few!"

The middle-aged man was so angry that he was about to smoke. He had picked up the leak earlier and recognized the Yanhuang Gold, but he couldn't point out the problem of the box, otherwise the stall owner would have to sit on the floor and raise the price, so he only said he wanted to buy a flying knife, but he didn't order the box. The importance, never thought, was cut off.

"Then do you still want to buy the flying knife? If you don't buy it, the previous deposit will not be refunded!" Seeing the middle-aged man's silence for a long time, the uncle said impatiently.

"Without the box, who will buy your throwing knife!" The middle-aged man roared in frustration.

"Hey, it's really rare. I always thought it was just an allusion to buying a basket to return pearls. I never thought that the little old man would meet it in person, and twice!" The uncle was also a little upset, and taunted him.

"Buy a box to return the pearl? I think you have no eyes!" The middle-aged man thought he missed it anyway, so he clicked it directly, "That box is made of Yanhuang Gold!"

As soon as the words Yanhuang Gold was uttered, it immediately attracted the attention of many people, and they all came to watch: "Where is Yanhuang Gold? It is a real treasure!"

The uncle was stunned for a while, and said a little dissatisfied: "It's funny, why do you think it's Yanhuang gold? It's obviously brass!"

"Why?" The middle-aged man sneered, "Just because I am Ouyang Changtian!" As soon as he finished speaking, the hidden golden core cultivation base gushed out, proving his identity.

"Ouyang Changtian?" Everyone exclaimed when they heard the name, "Is this Elder Ouyang, the treasure casting master of Lingtai Sect?"

The uncle's complexion was pale, and the name Ouyang Changtian was enough. He said that if the box was made of Yanhuang gold, there must be nothing wrong. The teaching fee is his own!

"Haha... This old man has cheated others all his life, but he has suffered such a big fall!" The onlookers who understood the cause and effect laughed loudly.

The uncle ignored everyone's ridicule, his heart ached, and he cried: "My Yanhuang Gold!"

Ouyang Changtian was very relieved to see the uncle's appearance, but also heartbroken, because he didn't bring enough spirit stones, and the Yanhuang Jinfei he got was gone. Although the rules of the market are first come first served according to their ability, Ouyang Changtian still hated that young man.

"Don't let me meet you!" Ouyang Changtian flicked his sleeves, turned and left.