Douluo V: Daily Intelligence - I Want All of Tang San's Opportunities

Su Yuntao's eyes lit up.

This is it.

He stepped into the shop and casually took out the star-patterned meteorite iron from his pocket and placed it on the counter.

Behind the counter stood a young man in his early twenties, dressed in a light gray short-sleeved shirt; he was clearly a newbie who had just started working.

He glanced at the black lump Su Yuntao had placed on the counter, his brow furrowing almost imperceptibly, but when he noticed Su Yuntao's Spirit Hall uniform, he immediately put on a professional smile and stepped forward:

"Hello sir, what can I do for you? Are you buying or selling something?"

Su Yuntao patted the meteorite iron on the counter:

"Hey, how much is this piece of material worth?"

The shopkeeper picked up the meteorite and examined it from all angles for a long time. He then held it up to the light from the window, his expression gradually shifting from curiosity to confusion. Finally, he put the meteorite down and said somewhat hesitantly:

"Sir, this...this looks like an ordinary lump of scrap iron, rusted all over, and doesn't resemble any kind of fine ore. Have you been cheated?"

You may doubt my judgment, but you must never doubt the authority of the system.

Su Yuntao wasn't in a hurry. He took the meteorite back, weighed it in his hand, and chuckled.

"Take another look."

Just as the waiter was about to say something more, the curtain in the inner room of the shop was suddenly lifted.

A middle-aged man dressed in a dark purple brocade robe came out. He was of medium height, with fair skin, a neatly trimmed mustache, and bright, piercing eyes.

He glanced at the counter:

"Little Six, what's going on?"

The guy called Xiao Liu quickly stepped aside:

"Master, this customer brought a piece of material to sell. It looks like a piece of ordinary scrap metal to me. I'm talking to the customer about it right now."

"Scrap metal?"

The middle-aged man approached the counter, his gaze falling on the black lump. He glanced at it casually at first, and just as he was about to look away, he suddenly paused, his eyebrows slightly raised.

He didn't rush to conclusions. Instead, he reached out and picked up the meteorite, flipped it over, and pulled out a thin-bladed knife from his sleeve. He then used the tip of the knife to gently scrape off a layer of brown rust from the surface of the meteorite.

The scraped area revealed a dark, iron-gray interior with faint, scattered silver specks that twinkled under the light, like stars obscured by clouds in the night sky.

The middle-aged man's eyes suddenly lit up.

He didn't speak, but placed the meteorite iron in his palm and slightly channeled a wisp of soul power into his fingertips.

The moment the soul power was injected into the meteorite, a brilliant silver light shone!

In an instant, all the tiny silver specks lit up, and layers of silver veins appeared on the surface of the meteorite. The light flowed, cold and dazzling, reflecting a faint silver glow onto the counter.

Seeing this, the waiter, Xiao Liu, gaped open in a wide "O" shape, his eyes nearly popping out of their sockets.

"This, this, this is..."

"Star-patterned meteorite iron".

The middle-aged man interrupted him, his tone filled with barely concealed surprise:

"Moreover, the quality is excellent, with a very high density of star patterns. It is at least a high-quality product mined from deep within the vein. Weighing over seven pounds, it is rare to see on the market."

He put down the meteorite, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and bowed slightly to Su Yuntao:

"Brother, my apologies. My surname is Shen, Shen Henian. I own Jinshitang. My staff member was blind to my greatness and made you laugh."

Su Yuntao also cupped his hands in a respectful gesture:

"Mr. Shen, you're too kind. Just give me a fair price based on what you think the item is worth."

Shen Henian laughed heartily and patted Su Yuntao on the shoulder:

"Brother, you're awesome! This quality of star-patterned meteorite iron is worth between 1,800 and 2,000 gold soul coins on the market. I've made the decision: a fixed price of 2,000 gold soul coins. If you have any good goods in the future, feel free to send them to me. I'll never let you down."

Two thousand gold soul coins, the highest price.

Su Yuntao felt a weight lifted off his shoulders.

Shen Henian is knowledgeable, fair, and has a temperament that suits my taste. If I can make good friends with this kind of shopkeeper, I will have a reliable channel for selling goods in the future.

He immediately cupped his hands in greeting:

"Deal! Mr. Shen was very decisive. We will definitely cooperate in the future."

Shen Henian smiled and instructed the shop assistant to fetch the money.

Before long, a heavy cloth bag was placed on the counter, containing two thousand gold soul coins.

Su Yuntao took the money bag, stuffed it heavily into his arms, and felt much more at ease.

Two thousand gold soul coins—this was the first legitimate income he had received since transmigrating, and it was even more substantial than the original owner's savings accumulated over so many years.

"Mr. Shen, I'll take my leave now."

Su Yuntao cupped his hands in a respectful gesture.

Shen Henian returned the greeting with a smile:

"Of course, of course. If you ever have any more good stuff like this in the future, just send it to me. I won't be stingy with the price."

Su Yuntao left Jinshitang and stood on the street in the north of the city, taking a deep breath of the air after the rain. His mind was already planning his next move.

Intelligence ②: In the eastern side courtyard of the Notting City Lord's Mansion, there is a scroll of "Silver Moon Concentration Technique". This technique is a meditation method exclusive to wolf-attribute martial souls, and its soul power concentration efficiency is ten times that of ordinary meditation methods.

City Lord's Mansion.

Su Yuntao felt a headache coming on just thinking about those three words.

The Notting City Lord's Mansion is heavily guarded. If not every three steps there is a sentry and every five steps there is a sentry, then at least the walls are high and the patrols are constant. How can you explain a junior deacon of the Spirit Hall wandering into someone's mansion without any clues?

He'd probably be arrested on the spot as a petty thief.

In more serious cases, it could even involve the conflict between the Empire and the Spirit Hall.

This matter needs to be considered carefully.

Anyway, the things are there and won't run away anytime soon. He needs to go home first, clean up the mess at home, and then he can feel at ease to think about other things.

"go home."

He turned and walked towards the north gate, exiting the city and continuing north along the official road.

Baron Sue's territory is located about twenty miles northwest of Nottingham.

The distance is neither far nor near; it takes about an hour and a half to walk there.

If it were Lin Tao from his previous life, who spent his days lounging on the sofa and ordering takeout, he would have blisters on the soles of his feet after walking twenty miles. But Su Yuntao is now a level 26 Great Soul Master. Although he is not considered strong, his blood and bones are much more solid than ordinary people, so this distance is just a stroll for him.

After walking for about an hour, the scenery on both sides of the official road gradually changed from thickets of trees to farmland.

Logically, one should see many farmers working in the fields near the city's outskirts, but the more Su Yuntao walked, the more he felt something was amiss.

He didn't see many farmers along the way.

The doors and windows of several farmhouses by the roadside were tightly closed, and the weeds in the yards were half a person tall, indicating that no one had lived there for a long time.

Su Yuntao frowned and slowed his pace.

In my memory, although the baronial estate wasn't a particularly wealthy place, there were still a few dozen tenant farmers who relied on the Su family to farm and pay rent. The village entrance was always bustling with activity, but now, the scene looked like a disaster.

"That's not right..."

As he was pondering this, he suddenly heard a shout of surprise and delight from behind him:

"Second Brother?"