In the early morning of the next day, in a courtyard in the alley of Changping District, after Xin Wuji hung up the phone, the smile on his face became stronger and stronger.

Teng Taishan and Fan Wujiang hurriedly finished breakfast, closed the door of the Black School Pavilion, drove out of the Wizarding Academy in the broken van, and drove towards Yanshan Road in Miyun District.

In the northern section of Yanshan Road, a small and ordinary store looks a little old, in short, it is very inconspicuous.

On the top of this inconspicuous store, there is an equally inconspicuous signboard - [Banker Fishing Tackle Store]

After parking the car, Teng Taishan led Fan Wujiang into the store, a middle-aged uncle was feeding the fish tank, and when he saw someone: "Yo, Teng Lao, Happy New Year." It's been a long time since I've seen you!"

"Long time no see, Xiao Liao, what, open the door first, and then come out to chat when you're done. ”

"Okay. The middle-aged fat uncle clapped his hands, walked to a blank wall, and recited a mantra lightly.

Fan Wujiang felt a gust of wind rushing towards him, and Teng Taishan walked straight towards the wall, and the figure disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Fan Wujiang didn't doubt it, and then walked into what seemed to be a wall, but it was actually a real wizard bank.

Like the backyard of the Black Pavilion, the Wizard Bank is also a fragmented space. It's just that the interior space is not large, and it's almost like an ordinary human bank.

Fan Wujiang looked at the simple and modern bank in front of him, very novel, I wonder if the business model is also like an ordinary human bank?

Obviously different, there is no queue and no counter. The staff in the wizard bank are all mountain spirits like the uncle in the federation's acceptance room.

Teng Taishan led Fan Wujiang to summon a mountain spirit with a tablet in his hand, and said, "Please check the property of Fan Ye and Qian Tongye, this is the designated heir of the two of them." ”

Fan Wujiang was slightly surprised, the old man hadn't said before that Uncle Qian also had something in the bank, and he had appointed himself as the heir.

With ten fingers on each hand, the mountain spirit quickly operated the tablet, and soon found the relevant information.

The mountain spirit opened his huge eyes, looked at Fan Wujiang, and said expressionlessly, "Please come with me." ”

There were more than a dozen rows of egg-shaped instruments in the bank, and Fan Wujiang walked into one of them under the instructions of the mountain spirit.

A light similar to infrared light swept down from the top of the head, like scanning a QR code, and it was quickly scanned.

The instrument was turned on, and Fan Wujiang walked out and heard the mountain spirit talking to Teng Taishan: "Elder Teng, if you want to mention so much in one breath, you need to apply to the leader." ”

"Okay, then you hurry up and help me apply for it, when can I get it at the earliest?" asked Teng Taishan.

"I'll see... Well, I'll give you the highest priority, tomorrow at three o'clock in the afternoon, can you see it?"

"Okay. Then I'll come and pick it up tomorrow. ”

"Teng Lao, can you consider the new delivery service? Our bank can send your 158 bottles of mixture, according to the category and grade, in the free mixture protective box to the college. ”

Fan Wujiang only felt that this Mr. Shanjing was really very dedicated, and he was very professional and enthusiastic when he introduced products and services.

"How much?" Teng Taishan didn't think so. There will be no pie in the sky.

"The charge is very reasonable, and after accounting, it is only half of the cost of the primary three-grade steel mixture. Safe and worry-free delivery to your home, do not worry about the loss of the delivery process, if there is our bank will compensate you according to the price. ”

Teng Taishan glanced at the short mountain spirit: "It's still half a branch, so it costs tens of thousands of yuan." I'm so poor that I'm going to tighten my belt, don't, don't. I'll pick it up myself tomorrow afternoon. ”

The mountain spirit was not unhappy in the slightest, and continued: "After the physical examination, it is confirmed that it is Fan Wujiang himself. So, Mr. Fan, are you going to take out the property of Fan Ye and Qian Tongye?"

Fan Wujiang blinked, stared curiously at the tablet in the mountain spirit's hand, and asked, "How many?"

"Mr. Fan Ye's property includes: entry-level iron and steel mixture 79, primary third-grade iron and steel mixture 23, second-grade 7, first-grade 5, middle-grade third-grade iron and steel mixture 12, second-grade 6, first-grade 2, entry-level fire and water element mixture 58 each, soil mixture 39, gold mixture 6........."

!! my god!!

Fan Wujiang didn't expect there to be so many. He also thought that the total would add up to dozens of bottles at most.

As a result, my father alone saved more than 350 sticks, plus Uncle Qian's total of 517 sticks.

Dumbfounded, it was not enough to describe Fan Wujiang's inner shock at this time.

"Plus Teng Lao's 158 sticks, if you have to take out all of them, it will be 675 sticks. Mr. Fan, for the sake of safety, I recommend that you use the ...

Teng Taishan immediately interrupted the mountain spirit's speech: "Hey, no, no." Thank you, Xiaoyan. Okay, I'll pick it up at three o'clock in the afternoon tomorrow. ”

"Okay. Mr. Teng, please give an evaluation of this service. ”

As he spoke, the mountain spirit lifted the tablet and brought it to Teng Taishan's side.

Keep up with the trend, you can. After Fan Wujiang gave a five-star review, the two of them left the Wizard Bank.

Back at the Black School Pavilion, Fan Wujiang was unwilling to let Teng Taishan take out his life savings no matter what he said.

158 mixtures, enough for the old man to retire immediately now, and play around all over the world.

The old man couldn't be stubborn, "Then count it first and see how much is left." ”

After a long while, Teng Taishan was dazzled and dizzy, and Fan Wujiang kept inhaling cool air with a 'sizzle'.

It's so expensive!!

The market price of entry-level steel mixture is now 3-50,000 yuan, and there is also a difference in purity.

The market price of the primary three-grade steel mixture is 6-100,000 yuan, the second product is 10-150,000 yuan, and the first product is 16-200,000 yuan;

There are about 250,000 intermediate third-grade iron and steel mixtures, about 300,000 second-grade steel, and about 400,000 first-grade steel.

The elemental mixture is much more expensive than the steel mixture, with an entry-level market price of about 100,000;

The primary third product starts at 200,000, the second product starts at 500,000, and the first product starts at 1 million;

The intermediate third product starts at 2 million, the second product starts at 5 million, and the first product starts at 10 million.

Fan Wujiang was completely stunned, and if all of them were converted into cash, a total of more than 120 million.

Proper billionaire!!

Fan Ye is not a wizard, and there is no hard consumption, so what he left behind is all real cultivation mixtures, and the quantity is also high.

Most of the mixtures stored by Qian Tongye are combat mixtures, and the price is far less than the mixtures used in practice.

After Fan Wujiang finished reading several of the Black Academy's witch books, he had some understanding of the profession of alchemist, and he also knew that there were many types of concoctions, and their uses were different.

The cultivation of the mixture is of high purity, and it needs to be fused with the elemental sequence awakened by the wizard himself.

The Breakthrough Mixture used by wizards to break through the Tier is much purer and requires the enchantment of the corresponding elemental sequence.

These are complicated, Fan Wujiang doesn't think about these things for the time being.

Teng Taishan stared at the final figure, and his brows furrowed: "It's not enough! Ignore the primary third-grade steel mixture first, and the Golden Gu Heavenly Silkworm alone will have to be 200 million to base up." That's more than half the number, DJI..."

"Master, don't say it, you can't use your old book. Moreover, even if you add Grandpa's 158 sticks, it is not enough. ”

Fan Wujiang was right, all Teng Taishan had stored was combat mixture, and he had no ambition to advance at all at this age, so he didn't stock up on the mixture.

There is a gap of more than 100 million, where can I make money?

Fan Wujiang was worried.

He is a white ding, he has no skills, and it is difficult to make money in the wizarding world......