Chapter 689: Special iron sheet

"Well, I want to trade now!"
Chu Qingcheng was overjoyed and hurriedly hit the iron while it was hot.
"Okay, come with me."
Although Hong Qiu's face is very calm, isn't it bleeding inside?
However, in order to make friends with these two potential stocks, she had to do this again.
Duan Feng didn't interrupt from beginning to end.
For him, one hundred thousand gold coins, he really didn't care about it.
Of course, Chu Qingcheng was happy, so naturally he could only follow her.
Following Hong Qiu, Duan Feng and Chu Qingcheng came to a vault.
The precepts here are even stricter.
Because the treasury is forbidden, Duan Feng and Chu Qingcheng have no right to enter.
The two of them sat down in the front courtyard, waiting for Hongqiu to take out the gold coins.
"Duan Feng, do you think that woman will breach the contract?"
Chu Qingcheng asked.
"Breach? It doesn't exist."
Duan Feng shook his head.
If she doesn't want to give the money, she just doesn't agree, and there is no need to do so.
After all, he Duan Feng didn't put a sword on his head to ask her to pay.
"But don't you think things are a bit weird?"
Chu Qingcheng asked again.
"Don't be suspicious, things are not as complicated as you think."
Duan Feng shook his head again.
Although one hundred thousand gold coins is indeed a lot of money, it hasn't reached the point where this magic core recovery pavilion can be used.
After all, the magic core recycling pavilion is very rich. It is not too difficult to make one to two hundred thousand gold coins every day.
Not long.
Hongqiu walked out of the vault.
In her hand, holding a large bundle of banknotes.
One banknote represents one hundred gold coins.
More than 800,000 gold coins, that is enough to have more than 8,000 banknotes.
"Here is all the compensation, and I hope to accept it."
Hong Qiu smiled and said.
"Okay, we laughed."
Chu Qingcheng looked a little excited.
She has never seen so much money before.
Whether on earth or here.
"Red Pavilion Lord, these magic cores will be handed over to you."
Duan Feng raised his hand and handed the magic core full of mustard bracelets to Hong Qiu's hands.
After Hong Qiu emptied the magic core inside, the mustard bracelet was returned to Duan Feng intact.
"Store all the banknotes in it."
Duan Feng faced Chu Qingcheng Road.
The latter immediately went to work happily.
"Brother Duan, I have to apologize to you again for what happened just now."
Hong Qiu spoke again.
"Master Hong Pavilion is polite, Duan Feng, I am not a little chicken, I have forgotten that."
Duan Feng waved his hand and praised with a smile.
"That's good."
Hongqiu is also smiling.
"Red Pavilion Lord, bothered, if there is nothing wrong, we will leave first."
Seeing Chu Qingcheng had put all the banknotes into the mustard bracelet, Duan Feng immediately clasped his fists and said.
"Okay, Brother Duan, go slowly."
Hongqiu also clasped his fists in response.
Watching Duan Feng and Chu Qingcheng leave, Hong Qiu just breathed a sigh of relief.
"Who are they? Even you value it so much?"
Hong Qiu suddenly asked to himself.
"Don't ask what you shouldn't, otherwise, it will only bring disaster to yourself."
A voice suddenly floated from a distance and passed into Hong Qiu's ears.
When Hong Qiu heard the words, his whole body trembled.
The impact of the word ‘disaster’ on her was too great.
"Do these two little guys really have such a great ability?"
"I hope you are right."
Hong Qiu murmured in his heart, and then left.
...
After Duan Feng and Chu Qingcheng left the Demon Core Recovery Pavilion, they walked on the streets of Qingshan Town.
Duan Feng almost refused to buy what Chu Qingcheng wanted to buy.
After all, they are rich people with more than 800,000 gold coins.
If money is not used to buy things, it will be meaningless.
In a short while, Chu Qingcheng included all the things he wanted to buy.
She seemed very excited and excited all over.
"Do girls like shopping?"
Duan Feng asked casually.
"I don't know, anyway, I am interested in those weird things."
Chu Qingcheng's face was still a little ruddy because of excitement.
"In that case, I will take you to another place. There will be more things that interest you."
Duan Feng smiled and said.
"Really? Then take me there."
Chu Qingcheng urged.
Duan Feng just wanted to nod, but suddenly in his mind, there was a sound of a familiar system.
"Ding~"
"Congratulations to the host. A special piece of iron was found. Please go and check the host."
"..."
"Special iron piece? What is it?"
Duan Feng paused and said inwardly.
"Qingcheng, did you find any iron pieces when you just bought something?"
Duan Feng asked Chu Qingcheng.
Since he didn't pay much attention to the surrounding shops just now, he had no idea.
After all, these things couldn't get into his eyes at all.
"There are many pieces of iron, what piece of iron do you want?"
Chu Qingcheng asked back.
"It's mainly special."
Duan Feng added.
"Many pieces of iron are very special, I will take you to see it."
With that, Chu Qingcheng was leading the way.
After a while, Duan Feng stopped at a stall.
This is a stall that mainly sells weapons.
"Take a look, take a look."
"Warrior~EbookFREE.me~You need a handy weapon."
The shop is an old man, and he is proficient in reading the business language in his mouth.
Duan Feng looked at it, but saw that in addition to a large number of weapons, there were several messy pieces of iron beside it.
These pieces of iron are all scrap iron left over from smelting weapons.
Compared with weapons, the value of these scrap irons is undoubtedly the lowest.
"Special iron piece..."
Duan Feng was thinking these words in his heart, but his eyes looked at the iron pieces like a torch.
"Warrior, it's dangerous to enter the Warcraft Mountains, let's get a handy weapon."
Seeing that Duan Feng's gaze had been on the scrap iron, the old man couldn't help adding another sentence.
The profit of selling a weapon is very substantial.
The scrap iron is optional.
No one would even want to sell weapons and send iron pieces.
"I don't want weapons."
Duan Feng waved his hand and said casually.
His gaze has been staring at the iron pieces on the stall, without moving the slightest.
"Every piece is very special, how can you pick so many."
Duan Feng felt a little tangled.
In desperation, he raised his head and asked: "I want to buy the most special piece of iron."
"Yes, this is it."
Seeing Duan Feng want to buy those rotten iron pieces, the old man glanced unhappy, then pointed to the piece of iron in the corner and said lightly.