"Why don't you speak yet, don't you think you've picked up a treasure by recognizing me as a host?"

"I've picked up a ghost. ”

"Go, go, go, what you say, do your job. ”

Bai Feng directly drove the system to work, and muttered in his mouth: "It's not big or small, it's not good to help you get to the top of the system world, why is your mouth so broken?"

It's just that the system doesn't respond to Bai Feng anymore, obviously analyzing and calculating the information.

The morning passed, and there was still no business in the store.

"It's a big head. "This dismal business has continued like this, and Bai Feng wonders if he will grow gray hair in advance.

......

Zhao Dali, who returned to the blacksmith shop, went back to his room and rummaged through something.

"Finally found it. Zhao Dali found a storage jar, and he put all the money he had been in it since he was a child: "One hundred, two hundred... It's just over 700 points. ”

"There's still two thousand eight, where can I go? Zhao Dali looked sad and shook his head: "Even if my mother loves me, my mother can't give me so much money." ”

His father did have this money, but his father didn't come back when he was outside, and even if his father was there, such a large amount of money was not just given.

And my father has to know that he went to the store next door to pay so much money, I'm afraid that the money won't arrive, and he will be beaten badly.

The scale of the blacksmith shop is actually not small, there is a courtyard inside, and there is a small warehouse in the courtyard.

Zhao Dali naturally also saw the small warehouse, where some materials were stored, as well as the low-grade magic weapons that his father had beaten, and even the medium-grade magic weapons, which were not sold.

Zhao Dali touched the key hanging around his neck, which was what his father gave him to keep before he went out, because this was the key to the most valuable small warehouse, so Zhao Dali found a rope to hang on his chest.

Holding the key to the small warehouse, Zhao Dali's face gradually showed a smile of immorality.

......

"The analysis is complete, please host extraction. ”

Unconsciously, it was half of the afternoon, and Bai Feng printed out the two pieces of information, and Bai Feng could watch it through the virtual screen when printing.

"What the hell is this forging method, Haoran Five Spirit Forging Method? Bai Feng looked at another, more expensive piece of information: "En, Xuanhuo Thousand Machine Hammer, and level assessment... The best magic weapon?"

When Bai Feng saw it, his eyes widened suddenly, magic weapons are generally divided into three grades: lower, middle and upper, and the method of forging the best magic weapons has long been lost, and some of the best magic weapons can be compared to the lower grade spirit weapons.

Not to mention that this is a refining tool, and its value will be multiplied many times.

Just two thousand spirit coins, just let that kid pick up such a big bargain?

"I didn't see anything, I didn't see anything. Bai Feng blindfolded himself, shouted loudly, and then said to the system: "I'll go see what I have for dinner and say goodbye." ”

"The host has read it, and the system will forcibly acquire the item. ”

It's just a cold prompt sound from the system, which makes Bai Feng's ugly face exposed.

"I don't believe in the purchase price, it will make less money than selling intelligence. Bai Feng snorted, still unable to shake his determination.

"The acquisition share is 1 percent, and the sales information share is 5 percent, and the host is asked to remark after reading the information. ”

Bai Feng was stunned, he was a little too anxious just now, and he covered his eyes without reading the information, and wanted to dig up treasures.

Sure enough, there is a note below the hammer of the best magic weapon just now.

Notes: Due to the huge damage suffered by the original weapon, and because it has not been repaired in time, the Xuanhuo Thousand Hammer has suffered some irreparable injuries over the years.

It turned out that the original owner was a refining master who fled from the outer land, and was chased and killed all the way, and finally in the cave due to too serious internal injuries to support it anymore.

Naturally, there is no spare strength to repair this hammer anymore, but a small prohibition is arranged, so that they will not be damaged by the years and left to those who are destined.

I have to say that people are good at dying, no matter what that person did in life, but when he dies, he will still leave something.

At least prove that this world, he once came.

"Alas, forget it, I'm not determined to strike iron, let's let those who love iron take it, it's not dusty. Bai Feng sighed with a righteous and awe-inspiring expression.

In fact, Bai Feng has also calculated it, with the strength of the system, not to mention that it has been damaged, even if it is a good top-grade magic weapon, I am afraid that it will not be purchased with 10,000 spirit coins.

As long as it doesn't exceed 10,000 spirit coins, the income is not as much as selling intelligence.

"Pavilion Master, I'm here. Zhao Dali had a confident smile on his face.

Bai Feng was a little surprised, looked at Zhao Dali and said, "Oh, so fast, you have one thousand and five thousand?"

"One thousand five?" Zhao Dali smiled disdainfully, and then slapped it on the table very much: "Count, three thousand five, is it enough? ”

"Hey, you kid went to rob. ”

Is this still the sad young man in the morning, this is the posture of an upstart.

"Pavilion Master, don't worry about this. When he said this, Zhao Dali looked at the outside of the store with some weakness and urged: "Hurry up and sell me the information that can practice magic weapons." ”

"Okay, but you have to promise me one thing. Looking at Zhao Dali's vigilant expression, Bai Feng's hand pressed down to reveal a social smile: "Eh (three sounds), don't be nervous, it's not a big deal, it's the first magic weapon you practiced, you must sell it to Qingyang Sect." ”

The first one was sold to the Qingyang Sect?

Zhao Dali looked dazed, didn't the pavilion master have a conflict with the Qingyang Sect, Zhao Dali suddenly thought of something: "Pavilion master, don't you want me to leave some obscure pits for the Qingyang Sect, don't say that I can't afford to offend the Qingyang Sect, I just want to operate like this, I don't have that level." ”

"Where do you want to go, am I that kind of person?" When Bai Feng heard this, he was immediately angry, why did everyone take the heart of a villain to spend the belly of a gentleman?

"Isn't that so? Well, I'm okay. ”

Zhao Dali nodded, and at the same time, he was even more looking forward to it, the pavilion master made this request, proving that this matter must be a drama, otherwise isn't this nonsense?

And anyway, they have already sold so many magic weapons to the disciples of Qingyang Sect, and they don't care about this one.

Seeing that the scroll appeared out of thin air in Bai Feng's hand, he threw it directly to Zhao Dali, and after Zhao Dali took it, he silently thought in his heart: "All the refining ancestors are on top, you must bless me, if you can't practice magic weapons, my father will definitely break my legs." ”

"What the hell is ink, hurry up, don't delay my business. Bai Feng complained with some dissatisfaction.

Zhao Dali looked at Bai Feng's urging and had no choice but to bite the bullet and prepare to open it, and at the same time muttered in his heart: Delay your business, do you have a business, and you don't have a B number in your heart?