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- "Attributes don't matter, I only pursue temperature, the higher the better." Dongfang Herring said, what he refines is bones, the purpose is to refine, not to create equipment, so attributes are not needed.
"If this is the case, blue phosphate rock should be more suitable for you." The staff walked to the nearest mobile treasure chest. It was a blue ore with phosphorescence flashing and dazzling. A piece the size of a fist, but it feels extremely heavy.
"The maximum temperature of blue phosphate rock can reach 2800 degrees." The staff said.
"Just now I heard you said that there is still 3000 degrees of fuel in the store?" Dongfang Herring asked, 2800 degrees is naturally very high, but he still wants to go higher.
"The highest temperature of this Qingyao ore can reach about 3080 degrees." The staff pointed to the treasure box next to the blue phosphate rock, "It's just that the number is too small, only 11."
Qingyao's ore is also the size of a fist. I don't know if it's the sample or all the ore is cut according to this specification. The texture is finer than blue phosphate rock, as gloomy as water, with a faint green light lingering on the surface, which looks mysterious.
"How much is the blue phosphate rock?" Dongfang Herring asked again.
"168 pieces." The professional ability of the staff is amazing.
"How long can such an ore burn?" Dongfang Herring touched the blue phosphate rock with his hand, and the hand was moistened, but it was not cold.
"Different ores have different burning times. We usually cut the ores into fist-sized pieces for sale. Like blue phosphate rock, the burning time of one piece is about 10 minutes. However, it is also affected by the furnace, environment and the need for refining. The impact of different materials, the span is relatively large, about 5-15 minutes." The staff said.
"What about other ores? The temperature is higher than 2000 degrees." Dongfang Herring calculated the time, 168 ores, calculated according to 10 minutes, only 28 hours, only two days, I am afraid it is not enough.
"Only the macular ore has a temperature of 2300 degrees, and the temperature of other ores is lower than 2000 degrees." The staff said.
"What about the quantity?"
"377 pieces." The staff knew the quantity of each type of ore.
"I want all these three kinds of ores. By the way, what's the price?" Ever since she had formal income channels, Dongfang Herring seldom asked the price when buying things.
"The price of Qingyao ore is 88 silver coins per piece, the price of blue phosphorus ore is 62 silver coins per piece, and the price of macular ore is 51 silver coins per piece." The staff showed joy and patiently introduced so much, just for this moment .
"So expensive!" Dongfang Herring was taken aback. The cheapest macular ore starts at 500 yuan. People who don't have any materials can't even work as a blacksmith?
In my impression, blacksmiths only need to swing a sledgehammer, and they can gain wealth and freedom by selling their physical strength. Now it seems that it is all superficial.
At this time, another staff member led the customer here, and it seemed that he also came here for fuel. The customer just heard Dongfang Herring say "so expensive" and made a sarcastic statement without thinking about it.
"Where did the poor come from, and dare to come to Ting Yuxuan to buy things without money."
These words were very harsh, and Dongfang Herring couldn't help raising his head to take a look. The client is about thirty-five years old, male, about 1.65 in height, very strong, short as a tower, with eyes facing the sky, looking at people with a sky cap. Those who knew it would say it was because of arrogance, but those who didn't know thought it was because of his size.
"Whatever you look at, I'm talking about you. If you're poor, you have to admit it. Get out of the way. Don't stop the master from looking at the fuel." The man was dressed like a life player, but his level was not low, even level 49. Many players in the combat profession are lower than this level. It is extremely difficult for a life player to reach level 49.
"You must be out of your mind!" Dongfang Herring was about to question the staff of Ting Yuxuan, did he allow others to insult customers like this? I saw the staff member who brought him here respectfully salute the man: "I've seen the master flower funeral man!"
"Pfft¡ª¡ª"
Flower funeral person? !
Such a thick and thick man, although he is a little short in stature, can be seen from the front, back or side as a rough man, so he even took an ID called flower funeral man, this is just a joke. Dongfang Herring was originally very angry, but when he heard this id, he laughed uncontrollably.
"Bastard, I order you to drive this man out of me immediately." The flower funeral master was furious.
The face of the staff member who brought Dongfang Herring changed, the staff member who brought the flower burial man was a woman, with a perplexed look on her face, she said cautiously: "Master flower burial man, your level in our store can only give priority to purchasing items And enjoying a 5% discount, it can¡¯t drive away other customers.¡±
"I'm already a customer of Ting Yuxuan's distinguished level, why can't I meet this little request?" The flower funeral master had a grim expression.
"This is the store's regulation." The female staff member whispered.
"Then I ask this client to apologize to me." The flower funeral man also realized that it was useless to embarrass a staff member, so he took a step back.
"As long as you add 1,000 points, you can enjoy this service." The female staff member said. 强牺  读牺
"1000 points, right? I'm sorry. I'll pack up all the fuel above 2,000 degrees. I'll take it all." The funeral flower man said in a crazy tone, but he was indeed rich.
"Okay, wait a moment, I'll do it right away." The female staff was overjoyed, but the male staff's face changed drastically, but they couldn't make a sound.
"Wait¡ª" Dongfang Herring couldn't stop talking. If all the fuel was bought by the florist, what would he buy?
"Poor ghost, what do you want to do?" The flower funeral man squinted at Dongfang Herring. The female staff ignored him directly, and only the male staff looked at him with embarrassed eyes.
"I fell in love with the things first, and I also said that I would buy them all. What do you mean? I heard that Yuxuan is doing business this way? Don't you understand?" Dongfang Herring didn't care about the flower funeral person, but stared at the staff coldly. His voice was very loud, attracting all the players who were buying items nearby. Hearing this, they all showed surprised expressions.
"I don't even understand Yuxuan's rules. Is this person a player from the City of Earth?"
"Probably not, it's very unfamiliar."
"No wonder, I don't even know the membership system, and I'm going to be unlucky when I meet a flower funeral master." At this time, Zhang Si
? Hearing the comments around, Dongfang Herring's heart sank, and he had a bad feeling. But the flower burial man saw some players joining in the fun, and raised his head higher.
"Ting Yuxuan implements a membership level system. The higher the level of customers, the more privileges they enjoy. Master Huaren is our distinguished customer of Ting Yuxuan, and he can purchase any items first. You are just our Ting Yuxuan unfamiliar customers, so we cannot refuse the request of the flower funeral master." The staff explained in a low voice. make big make owl
Dongfang Herring's complexion changed.
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