Chapter 59: Junior High School Classmate Fang Xihua

This is a good thing, Wei Chen took advantage of others for no reason, and he was a little uneasy in his heart, so he said to the old man: "Old man, I'll give you some money." ”

"No money." The old man waved his hand, took out a business card from his arms, and handed it to Wei Chen: "This is my business card, if you want to create something in the future, come to me, if I don't understand the materials, I will also ask you for identification." ”

This old man is really good, he is completely a refining idiot, Wei Chen glanced at the business card, and the business card read: Du Yihan, a nine-star refining master.

Since he is a nine-star refining master, he has to stammer, and he will share honor and disgrace in life and death in the future.

So Wei Chen simply told the news he had received from the system before.

Wei Chen coughed: "Actually, I know what that coal-like material just now."

Du Yihan's eyes widened: "You know? Tell me quickly. ”

Du Yihan was very excited, and even grabbed Wei Chen, his nails were embedded in Wei Chen's arm, Wei Chen was a little painful, and quietly pushed Du Yihan away and said: "The debris on the body of the drought fish is actually not a particularly good material......

As soon as Wei Chen finished speaking, Du Yihan was excited: "What do you say, this is a very good material, if this thing is made into an evil talisman, it can guard against all zombies below the level of the zombie king, and carry it on your body, as long as there is no drought in the zombie cave, then you can enter and exit the realm of no one." ”

Wei Chen was dumbfounded.

If you think about it carefully, it is the same, even in the previous life, if there were zombies in any place, it would definitely attract a group of monks to flock to it, even if it was the land where the zombies slept in, it would be dug up clean. Because zombie soil, like the detritus of the drought, is a good material for refining evil talismans.

The higher the level of the zombie, the higher the pressure of the zombie soil, which can deter those ghosts and all zombies that are lower than the zombie level.

It's a good material indeed.

Du Yihan excitedly hugged Wei Chen in his arms, and almost kissed Wei Chen's face a few times, but was pushed away by Wei Chen's defense, Du Yihan was not angry at all, looked at Wei Chen with a smile and said: "It's really my lucky star, lucky star, if you come in the future, you will be given free of charge, and you can choose any magic weapon in the courtyard." ”

Wei Chen coughed: "Thank you." ”

Sure enough, the professionals of the Nine Stars are either crazy or on the road to madness.

Jiang Hanyi outside was not idle, the white-haired boy set a table of delicious food for him, and Jiang Hanyi also chatted with the white-haired boy without a match, mainly planning to put some words out of his mouth.

But the white-haired boy looked young, but his speech was impenetrable.

It really made Jiang Hanyi feel tricky.

It didn't take long for him to see Wei Chen and return with a full load. The white-haired young man was also dumbfounded, when had his stingy master ever been so generous?

As soon as Wei Chen came out, he stuffed a magic sword and a peachwood sword in his hand into Jiang Hanyi's arms: "I'll get it for you." ”

"Take?" Jiang Hanyi was stunned and said: "I heard that Master Du Yihan's refining technique is indeed good, but the fee is also ridiculously high, even if the materials you identify can be free, but at most one can be free, why did you empty other people's arsenals?" ”

"There are a lot of things in his yard." Wei Chen said honestly: "Let me choose whatever I want." ”

The white-haired young man was dumbfounded, it was raining red from the sky, the stingy master actually gave away so many things, usually if he dropped a dime, he would feel distressed like something.

The white-haired young man didn't say a word, and rushed into the door, he had to go and see what kind of wind Du Yihan was smoking?

Wei Chen pulled Jiang Hanyi and said, "I have also bought the things, so let's go back quickly." ”

The two returned to the attic where the Budai monk was, but when they entered, there was a lot of noise in the store, and the Budai monk said angrily to the person in front of him: "You have this thing at this price, do you like to sell it or not, if you don't buy it, get out of here, I have a distinguished guest here tomorrow." ”

Another person held a statue of Nanhong Guanyin in his hand, forty or fifty centimeters high, very beautiful, and said with a stiff neck: "This is our family's ancestral Nanhong Guanyin, if it weren't for the disaster in the family, I would never sell it, you offered it so low, have you thought about my feelings?" ”

"Why should I take care of your feelings?" The cloth bag monk rolled his eyes angrily: "Such a big Nanhong Guanyin is indeed rare, but my price is not low, if you think my price is low, you can go to other places and come to me less." ”

Although the Budai monk said this, he always looked at the Nanhong Guanyin cautiously when the person didn't pay much attention, and with Wei Chen's understanding of the Budai monk, it was estimated that he wanted it very much, but he didn't dare to say it.

Opening an antique shop is like this, if someone comes to sell antiques, it is absolutely impossible to show a desire to look, this is a novice will do it, and then the customer will definitely raise the price, mentioning a point that is unacceptable to everyone, this is a collapse of the conversation.

"Such a big piece of Nanhong Guanyin, you bid 500,000, are you embarrassed? My ancestors have said that this thing is at least 5 million. The man was dressed in a down-and-out outfit with black ash on his face, and yelled at the cloth bag monk.

Jiang Hanyi looked at Wei Chen with a smile: "You recognized that rare material on Du Yihan's stall before, which means that your vision is quite good, so let's take a look, how much is this Nanhong Guanyin worth?" ”

"How do I know that?" Wei Chen sighed and said, "I'm just an ordinary person. ”

"Ouch, hey, it's still an ordinary person." Jiang Hanyi rolled his eyes angrily: "Can you not pretend to be humble to me here, hearing my words, my heart is happy, right?" ”

"No, no." Wei Chen shook his head and said, "That is, I generally feel comfortable." ”

The voice of the two of them talking was not small, which attracted the attention of the cloth bag monk and the seller, the seller turned his head, looked Wei Chen up and down, and blurted out: "Wei Chen, why are you here?" ”

Wei Chen looked at the seller with a puzzled expression, and the seller was able to call his name, indicating that the two of them knew each other. But Wei Chen couldn't remember that there was such a number one person among the people he knew.

The man wiped his face with his sleeve: "Wei Chen, don't you remember me?" I'm Fang Xihua. ”

Wei Chen glanced at the other party with a confused look and said, "That Fang Xihua in junior high school? ”

Fang Xihua said with a smile: "Yes, it's me." ”

Wei Chen said excitedly: "Fang Xihua, we haven't seen each other for a long time." In fact, Wei Chen didn't have a deep impression of this Fang Xihua, this is a person who can only be found in the memory of the original owner, since the other party knows the original owner, maybe there is some intimate relationship between them, Wei Chen can't let the other party find out the clues.

However, as soon as Wei Chen finished speaking, Fang Xihua looked at Wei Chen contemptuously and said, "I didn't expect you to be the same as before, you don't know how to learn." ”