Chapter 2409
Chapter 2409
The stall owner can't take out so many sacred stones.
Yang Teng also knows that he doesn't have the financial resources.
Pointing to the materials on the stall, the stall owner said, "if you lose, I won't be difficult for you. The materials you sell belong to me. What do you think?"
The stall owner didn't have to think about it. He took a big advantage.
"OK! I promise you!"
To tell the truth, he didn't know whether this nine grain black gold was true or false.
However, compared with the five trillion divine stones, these materials he sells are obviously not worth so many divine stones.
Once the black gold with nine stripes is real, he will make a lot of money.
Since it's gambling, why not gamble in case you make a lot of money!
The stall owner is gambling, although the hope of winning is not great.
Yang Teng threw a fist around him, "everyone, please help me make a witness."
"No problem, untie this material quickly and let's open our eyes!" these people are eager to untie this material immediately to see if it is really nine grain black gold.
"Well, I'm going to do it!" said Yang Teng. He took a knife and cut the material in half.
I didn't hesitate at all. I didn't pay attention to any stone breaking skills at all. I just split it in half from the middle.
The material turned into two halves was thrown on the ground.
Everyone saw it very clearly. There were nine lines of black gold with textures. There was no texture inside, just the two black halves.
The stall owner's face was very ugly. When he picked up half of them, he found that there was only a thin layer of textured nine grain black gold on the outside, and there was no nine grain black gold in it!
Needless to say, this must be a piece of fake material.
With what Yang tenggang just said, the internal things are worthless!
Wei Mingchen's face was also a little ugly.
He is very optimistic about this nine grain black gold. He has thought of using this nine grain black gold to refine the sword again and improve the grade of the sword.
If he is deceived, it doesn't matter to lose some divine stones. The problem is that he doesn't get the real nine grain black gold, which is what he needs most!
Yang Teng looked at the stall owner with a smile, "how about gambling and admit defeat."
The stall owner said with a sad face, "what else can I say? Since I say I bet with you, I'll lose if I lose."
"But I'm very curious. You just looked at this material and concluded that it was forged. How did you see it?" the stall owner valued Yang Teng's ability.
If he can learn this skill, he will certainly do well in the square market in the future.
"Appraisal, a really powerful appraiser, doesn't need to waste too much time in the face of a piece of material. It's enough to have a look."
The stall owner obviously didn't believe Yang Teng's words.
If you can judge the authenticity of a piece of material just by looking at it, doesn't it mean that you can identify the authenticity of all items once you walk in the city.
Yang Teng saw that the stall owner didn't believe it. Pointing to the stall, he said, "now these things belong to me. I'll let you see the true skills of the appraiser!"
Pick up a piece of light brown material, which can be the size of the basin mouth, "if according to your sales, what material should this piece be and how valuable it is?"
The stall owner thought for a moment and said, "I will sell this material as Brownian stone at a price of tens of millions of divine stones."
According to him, this material is of little value.
A piece of material worth tens of millions, not to mention the great emperor and the strong, even the quasi emperor, will not be seen.
"Well, if I tell you, what's in this brown phlogistic stone should be brown phlogistic stone essence, which is the size of a fist. How much do you think it should cost?"
Hearing Yang Teng's words, the stall owner was obviously stunned, and then asked, "are you sure there is essence in this maroon stone?"
Brown phlogistic stone and brown phlogistic stone essence belong to brown phlogistic stone, but their value and function are absolutely different.
The essence of the brown calculus is the essence of the brown calculus. The same size of the essence of the brown calculus is 100 times higher than that of the brown stone.
Moreover, the essence of Maronite is extremely rare. Often, there is no Maronite containing the essence among thousands of Maronites.
Therefore, size has become the decisive factor of the essence of Maronite.
If it's a fist sized Brown phlogistic stone essence, the price of tens of thousands of divine stones mentioned by the stall owner should be more than 1000 times. If you meet a friar who just needs the essence of brown phlogistic stone, it's normal to offer a price of 20 billion or even 30 billion.
"I'm sure that the essence contained in this maroon stone will never be smaller than the size of a fist," Yang Teng vowed.
The stall owner's face turned white.
He took the forged black gold with nine stripes as his treasure, and the maroon stone he despised was a real treasure.
At the thought of two or three hundred billion God stones, he slipped away from his hands, and the stall owner's heart was dead.
"Impossible! I don't believe there is such a great essence in this brown flame stone!" the stall owner suddenly shouted excitedly.
Yang Teng fully understands the excitement of the stall owner, but it doesn't mean that he will sympathize with the stall owner.
Who makes him not have enough judgment to treat good things as worthless waste and fake waste as treasure.
Yang Teng didn't say much. He was just a knife.
The maroon stone was cut in half by him.
The knife technique is very skillful, and the incision is smooth and flat.
What people pay attention to is not the smoothness of the incision, but what the incision shows!
The cut on one side shows a very thick brown, just like rust, and the shape is not a solid state like Maronite, but a soft viscous liquid.
Yang Teng showed us the side with viscous liquid, "I believe those who know about maroon stone understand the essence of maroon stone."
"My God, it's really the essence of maroon stone! Although I haven't seen this kind of thing with my own eyes, I've seen the records of the essence of maroon stone in several ancient books. There's absolutely nothing wrong!"
"With such a large brown flame stone essence, the Dragon Lord has developed!" some people recognized Yang Teng's identity and shouted that Yang Teng was lucky.
Yang Teng showed the essence of this maroon stone to the stall owner, "this time you admit the expert's ability!"
The stall owner is shaky. He is engaged in selling materials. Of course, he knows the value of the essence of such a large piece of brown phlogistic stone.
All his wealth is not equal to the essence of this brown phlogistic stone.
If the essence of this maroon stone belongs to him, he doesn't need to continue to do it in his life. The two or three billion divine stones are enough for him to live forever.
Opportunity is like this. If you can't grasp it well in your own hands, you can only say that your life is bad.
Yang Teng handed the essence of maroon stone to Wei Mingchen. "Lao Wei, the essence of maroon stone is definitely better than you looking for nine grain black gold. I'll help you integrate the essence of maroon stone into the sword in a few days. However, you have to do it yourself for the later warm-up."
Wei Mingchen's mouth was too happy to close.
"Thank you, Lord! That's great!" kill two birds with one stone. He not only got the essence of maroon stone better than nine grain black gold, but also got Yang Teng's commitment to help him integrate the essence of maroon stone.
Where to find such a good thing.
Wei Mingchen once again felt wise for his decision to join Yang Teng without hesitation.
Sha Baidong looked at Yang Teng jealously. "Lord, you can't favor one over the other. My imperial weapon can't be used because it's not of enough grade. You have to help me improve my grade."
"No problem. You pay for it yourself. I'll help you select the materials and refine them for you. Everyone has a share." Yang Teng said to the five emperors very generously.
Saberdong immediately rubbed their hands and prepared to fight a big battle.
Yang Teng's continuous magical performance made Sha Baidong fully realize that Yang Teng is absolutely impeccable in this regard. It's absolutely right to listen to him.
Someone nearby asked, "little brother, are you still a tool smelter?"
He obviously didn't know Yang Teng's identity, but when he saw Yang Teng following the five emperors, he was obviously not an ordinary person and spoke politely.
Yang Teng said, "if you know something about refining utensils, you can't refine the magic weapons needed by the ancient emperor. However, refining imperial utensils can still be guaranteed."
"It's a big breath at a young age! As a quasi emperor monk, you can refine imperial weapons even if you haven't reached the peak of quasi emperor? I don't believe it!"
Suddenly an old voice came.
Yang Teng was tired of the hostile voice from his heart.
Impatiently glanced at the old man, "do you believe it or not? I won't refine artifacts for you and don't need your approval. Do I have this ability and need your approval?"
The crowd looked at the old man one after another.
Someone immediately recognized the person and exclaimed, "master Kuang, why are you here!"
Master Kuang walked proudly into the crowd, glanced contemptuously at Yang Teng, and then said, "I walked around casually. I didn't expect someone to play tricks here. If I hadn't come in time, I'm afraid you would all have been cheated!"
Obviously, master Kuang means Yang Teng.
Yang Teng didn't have anything to respect the old man. When he said it, he immediately countered: "you old man, you have to think about it clearly! If you say I lied, I'll ask you what I lied to you or what I lied to everyone!"
"Shut up!" without master Kuang talking, someone stood up and denounced Yang Teng, "do you know who you're talking to! This is the most famous master of refining tools in the world! Don't apologize to master Kuang quickly. Master Kuang has a large number of adults and won't argue with you, a younger generation."
"Just him? An old man who dares to call himself a master of weapon refining?" Yang Teng sneered. "The master of weapon refining in the world of ten thousand regions is dead, and it's impossible for such an old man to call himself a master!"
When others want to step on him, Yang Teng will never be polite. He will only step back harder!
He doesn't care what position master Kuang has in the world of ten thousand regions.
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