Chapter 73 Prime Minister, You Are Sitting in the Wrong Seat

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Facing Zhang Hao's question, Zhou Jue thought for a while and said, "The dark iron used for alchemy, within the Qixia Kingdom, requires at least 80 tons per year. The entire six western countries require no less than 350 tons per year."

Zhang Hao was silent for a long time, and suddenly said: "From now on, our Zhang family will provide black iron for alchemy in the western countries. Price...price..."

Zhou Jue's ears perked up.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Hao suddenly came to a magical turning point: "By the way, what is the price of black iron for alchemy in the Land of Canglan?"

Zhou Jue almost bit his own tongue, I waited for a long time, and you actually asked me this. But after thinking about it, he still said, "Not sure. It is said that there are twenty or thirty high-grade spirit stones."

Zhang Hao nodded: "Then, Zhang's price is: 99.0% purity, 15 high-grade spirit stones per catty! For every 0.1 increase in purity, the price will increase by 2 high-grade spirit stones."

Zhou Jue was overjoyed, but on the surface he was frowning: No matter how cheap it is, the price is still too expensive.

The two argued for a long time, and Zhang Hao dropped to 10 commodity spirit stones.

Zhou Jue finally bowed to Zhang Hao.

Zhang Hao accepted it frankly. Although the cost of smelting this high-purity black iron is not high, the technology is valuable! The most important thing is to break the monopoly of the East and prevent the outflow of Lingshi, which is of great significance.

We have achieved self-sufficiency and can export!

Then, Zhang Hao put forward two requirements of his own:

The first is the price of black iron, which is only the price within Qixia Country, and it is slightly more expensive to sell to the other five western countries, and there is a limited amount.

For those that exceed the limit and those sold to the east, the price must be increased, but it will be cheaper than those from the Kunlun Continent.

How to control this price requires Zhou Jue's help—everyone has money to earn together; Zhang Hao knows very well that the Zhang family's own strength is a bit weak.

Second, Zhang Hao is very yearning for the identification technique that can identify decimal points. The princess had demonstrated that powerful identification technique before, but Zhang Hao was not ashamed to speak; now he is very confident.

Zhou Jue was also very straightforward, and gave Zhang Hao the identification technique directly. As for the price, he said that he would go back and discuss it with Master Nine Suns, and even his father Zhou Shuhai. It is estimated that it will take ten days to go back and forth.

After Zhou Jue finished speaking, he was about to leave in a hurry, but Zhang Hao shouted: "Brother, wait, brother, I have another question."

"What's the matter?" Zhou Jue's figure continued to float towards the sky, his sleeves fluttering like a person in the clouds.

"I would like to ask, why is it possible to refine spiritual weapons when the purity of black iron reaches more than 99%? What is the reason?"

"This one, you take it." Zhou Jue threw a jade slip in a hurry, and it flew above the white clouds with a whoosh, and then disappeared with a whoosh.

Zhang Hao took the jade slip and looked at the sky speechlessly~~~

Zhang Hao has struggled with the question of the spiritual weapon for a long time, but the people around him couldn't give Zhang Hao an answer. Knowledge is only in the hands of a few.

The contents of the Jade Slips are very rich, even including some methods of refining spirit weapons.

"So generous..."

"Hula..." There was a sound of wind above his head, and he saw Zhou Jue go and return, and he shouted from the roof: "Don't lose that jade slip, give it to me when you come back."

After all, he blew again and flew away.

Zhang Hao: ...

Image, image, you just threw the image of the chief disciple of the Nine Yang Sect and the young master of the Zhou family into the ditch.

After watching Zhou Jue's figure disappear completely, Zhang Hao continued to look at the jade slips and found the information he needed.

It turns out that the higher the purity of black iron, the stronger the ability to transmit spiritual energy; and with the improvement of the transmission ability, it will show some strange properties.

Especially when the purity of the black iron is as high as 99%, the aura is almost unimpeded, and it can perfectly withstand the master's true energy, spells, supernatural powers, etc., and has a certain ability to gather aura.

"To put it bluntly, it's a superconductor! It's also slightly magnetic~~~"

"As for the identification technique...it actually requires true energy and spiritual knowledge, but in the Qi refining period, there is only true energy; spiritual knowledge is a little bit, but it's not enough."

Zhang Hao reluctantly put down the jade slip of appraisal technique, and prepared to hand it over to his father, second uncle, elder brother, etc.

Well, now that my father and second uncle are still recuperating, I can only trouble Zhang Han for the time being.

It took Zhang Han more than two hours to master the new identification technique, and began to participate in the new research - ultra-high purity black iron.

Huang Mingshan and the others were extremely serious, and they seemed to have a sense of mission on their faces.

Zhang Han looked curiously at the side, and he couldn't understand the brand-new smelting method.

"Why is the iron powder separated from the charcoal powder? How did they react?"

"Why only a little air?"

"Shouldn't spirit stone powder be added in the process of smelting black iron?"

...

Zhang Hao had black lines all over his head, but Huang Mingshan explained excitedly.

As a result, there are more problems.

"Oxygen? What kind of gas is this?"

"Is there rust inside me too?"

...

Zhang Hao rolled his eyes speechlessly: No, there is no rust in your body, your brain is so funny~~~

After being busy for a long time, Zhang Shengye walked over gracefully. Although his face was pale, he did not hide his demeanor.

When we met, he said directly: "Little mouse, you are really proud of yourself. The prime minister is here and has arrived at the guild. Now I am waiting for you. Feng Dongyuan is already waiting for you in the living room."

Zhang Hao was suddenly surprised: "The prime minister came in person? This...Second Uncle, isn't...playing too much?"

"I think you are very courageous, why are you afraid now?"

"I heard that the prime ministers are all exquisite minds. To deal with these people, you need to have more eyes. But I am an ordinary person. If you have more eyes, you will die..."

Zhang Shengye: ...

The credit terms were facilitated by Zhang Hao, and Zhang Hao still had to go.

Feng Dongyuan returned to his cold face. When he saw Zhang Hao, without saying a word, he pulled it up and flew away with a whimper. No matter what Zhang Hao said along the way, he didn't slow down.

When Zhang Hao came to the gate of the guild, his legs and feet became weak and his face turned pale. A smug smile appeared on the corner of Feng Dongyuan's mouth, "Go in, the city lord is here."

Liu Jingming, the city lord, and Ouyang Si, the prime minister, sit upright in the north, condescending; a typical guest bullying the lord.

Zhou Bo and others in the guild sat upright in the south, feeling a little uncomfortable.

Zhang Hao came in and saw this, frowned slightly, and asked, "Which one is the prime minister?"

"That's the old man!" The prime minister looked like a middle-aged man, but he called himself an old man. However, the lifespan of a cultivator cannot be seen on the surface, and there is nothing wrong with claiming to be an old man.

Zhang Hao looked at the other party, nodded seriously, and said domineeringly: "Hi Prime Minister, you are sitting in the wrong seat!"

The atmosphere became stiff in an instant.

Liu Jingming's whole body tensed up, he was really shocked by Zhang Hao's words.

Zhou Bo and the others were also stunned. Mr. Zhang, you are domineering!

The prime minister, Ouyang Si, squinted his eyes, and his eyes were like knives, pointing straight at Zhang Hao's heart. But Zhang Hao held his head high, looked directly at the prime minister, and did not back down.

In the air, there seemed to be invisible swords and swords.

After a long while, the prime minister laughed loudly: "What a young man. Then tell me, where should the old man sit?"

"Of course it's where the guests should sit." After a short pause, Zhang Hao continued, "Let's talk about it in the afternoon. At noon, let's clean up the prime minister and introduce the Black Iron Guild by the way."