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Chapter 43: The Prodigy of Refining Treasures

[It's New Year's Eve, Xianyun will give you a good wish for everyone. I wish you all the best in the new year, good health, a harmonious family with a wife, a love of a wife without a wife, a perfect first love for a minor, and a pacifier... I also have to go home for a New Year's Eve dinner, so I sent the two chapters together, and continued to request recommendation votes to support it. I also stated that this book will always be updated during the Chinese New Year, and will never stop during the year!]

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Song Chengzu prepared more than ten paper cards and pens early in the morning and distributed more than half of them without much time.

Chu Yu was naturally one of the people who took the paper card. Speaking of which, even Chu Yu couldn't tell how much money could be worth if these nine thousand-year-old dragon tendons were converted into worldly worlds, because this was a priceless thing in itself, and such refining materials were definitely something that could not be found, so why not buy them with money?

"This Song Chengzu is either a stubborn person or a super lazy person who doesn't want to enter the path of cultivation." This is Chu Yu's final determination of the short and fat man in front of him who always had a gentle smile on his face.

"How much should I fill it out..." Chu Yu naturally knew his assets very well. The total total of all industries in Tianbao Consortium was 264 billion euros. According to the detailed statistics reported to Chu Yu by Lin Yuhong last time, the working capital that can be used was about 80 billion euros.

"This dragon tendon is determined to win, but if you fill it too much, it will inevitably make the fat man a big profit. Giving this number should be almost the same. Even if someone's price is higher than that of him, he can still obtain it through other means..." Chu Yu thought for a while, then "swipe" to fill in a number on the paper, then signed his name, folded the paper card and handed it back to Song Chengzu.

It is true that Chu Yu has a wealthy family and is as rich as a country, but this does not mean that Chu Yu likes to spend money randomly. If this is true, he would not have created the current Tianbao Consortium thirty years ago. In Chu Yu's opinion, he can't care about small money, but when the amount of money exceeds a certain level and does not calculate it carefully, it will be a prodigal son.

After about five minutes, Song Chengzu recovered a total of twelve paper cards. Obviously, since he was willing to participate in the bidding, he was absolutely sincere. In addition, the thick and rich man had quoted a price of 30 million US dollars before, Song Chengzu was almost certain to be able to sell this nine thousand-year-old dragon tendon to a good price.

With his back to everyone, the fat man took apart the paper cards with the quotes from each person, and let out a scream from time to time. I don’t know if he was stimulated by the price on the paper cards or what. Anyway, when he turned around again, almost everyone could see a trace of saliva hanging on the corner of the fat man’s mouth that had not been wiped clean, and his two small squinted eyes flashed with excitement.

"I announce that the bidder for the nine thousand-year-old dragon tendon is Mr. Su Dehai, and the final transaction price is 380 million US dollars."

As the fat man finished speaking, a thin man was startled and exclaimed, then said, "What are 380 million? You read one more zero. I filled in it clearly 38 million..."

As soon as this said, the fat man was stunned on the spot. He took out a pile of paper cards from his pocket and looked through them one by one. Finally, he said embarrassedly: "This... this is my fault. I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Since that's the case, the real bidder should be Mr. Chu Yu, and the final transaction price is 85 million euros."

Although the gap is several hundred million, it is obvious that the fat man is acceptable to the price of 85 million euros, otherwise he would not have corrected it so happily.

"What, I'm 85 million, why don't you sell me like this fat man?" The rough man who had spoken out before jumped out and said dissatisfied.

Song Chengzu shrugged his shoulders expressionlessly: "Brother, think about it with your head. Your 85 million is US dollars, and others are euros. Is there any comparison?"

"..." The rough and powerful man was speechless, probably because he was anxious, so he said that there were not many people around him at this moment. In a sense of embarrassment, he immediately left the counter quickly to avoid embarrassing.

There were already buyers in the things, and people who were originally watching the fun or who were interested in buying them but were not as rich as Chu Yu, left one by one.

At this time, Tang Keying jumped forward and came to Chu Yu's side, and smiled like a bad thing, "You can't just write a few zeros to play with, I think you are not like someone worth hundreds of millions?"

It would be fine if Tang Keying didn't say this. Just now, the fat man Song Chengzu, who was originally kind, suddenly changed. A pair of small eyes stared at Chu Yu and looked at him, "What she said is not true..." Chu Yu put his calm demeanor there. Even though the fat man was nervous because of Chu Yu's age as a young man, he did not dare to turn against him immediately, so he asked with speculation.

"This little girl just likes to talk nonsense, how could it be? I really want to buy it." Chu Yu smiled and took out a limited-edition original gold card issued by Swiss banks. This card was handed over to Chu Yu last night, and he did not explain how much money it was. He just stated that this original gold card can withdraw all the working capital of the Tianbao Consortium in any corner of the world where there is a bank.

Although Chu Yu didn't know much about this original gold card of Swiss bank, the fat man Song Chengzu was a natural profiteer. Otherwise, he, the 26th generation descendant of the Song family in Lingnan, would not have given up the cultivation method he passed down from his ancestors and went to business in the secular world, and would not have been wiped out by financial tycoons in the futures market for many years. He came to this "Baoju Club" to sell his ancestral family property to withdraw cash.

The limited-edition original gold cards issued by Swiss Bank CCB. To this day, there are no more than ten people in the world who can own such original gold cards. Even if there is no cash in the card, cardholders can withdraw no more than 200 million US dollars of huge money from any bank that has business-linked to Swiss Bank.

But at first glance, the fat man's eyes almost straightened. After taking the card with a respectful hand, the fat man quickly transferred the money. After Chu Yu lost 32 passwords, 85 million euros were sent to the fat man's account. The fat man smiled charmingly and handed the gold card back to Chu Yu, and then packed the brocade box containing the nine thousand-year-old dragon tendons and said, "Boss Chu, you have both money and goods, and you have a happy cooperation."

After getting the nine thousand years of dragon tendons, Chu Yu was also quite happy. After all, being able to buy such a top-grade refining material with money is extremely useful to him and is hard to come by, which is really no different from being lucky. In a very good mood, Chu Yu also gave the fat man a smile and nodded to show his friendship.

Unexpectedly, just when Chu Yu turned around and was about to leave, the fat man Song Chengzu took the lead and gently pulled Chu Yu and whispered: "Boss Chu, in addition to the nine thousand-year-old dragon tendons, I have another good product here. However, there are too few people who can recognize the value of this object, so I have never taken it out. I see that Boss Chu has a unique vision and is young and promising. I must have outstanding features. If I am interested, I can give the object to Boss Chu. If I feel it is suitable, maybe you and I can make another transaction."

"This fat man has no cultivation at all. He is obviously not a cultivator. With a philanthropist, he is probably the one who is in trouble. He is here to sell his wealth. Seeing that he can take out the nine thousand-year-old dragon tendons, the other thing he said should not be bad." At this moment, Chu Yu had already figured out the fat man's thoughts and goals, pretending to ponder for a while, then he said reluctantly: "This way, if you really have good goods in hand, I don't mind looking at it. As long as the things are good, money is definitely not a problem."

The fat man absolutely knew in his heart that money was nothing to Chu Yu, otherwise he would not have been so flattering and selling. The owner who could hold the original Swiss Bank gold card would have a net worth of tens of billions if he was less.

"Will Boss Chu tell me the room number?" The fat man smiled with a pair of small eyes curled into crescent moons, "I didn't bring that thing here because it's large, so..."

Chu Yu nodded without commenting and said, "Room No. 106, you can bring the baby you mentioned from nine to ten o'clock, it will be out of date."

After saying that, Chu Yu walked forward without looking back. The fat man did not catch up with him and muttered alone, "It depends on luck tonight. I hope I can meet a person who knows the goods this time. I will sell that thing at a good price. I, Fei Song, have almost raised enough funds for making a comeback..."

Tang Keying ran to Chu Yu with a look of surprise and suspicion and said, "You really gave that fat man 85 million euros? Just to buy such a dirty belt!"

"The belt is so dirty..." Chu Yu was almost amused by Tang Keying's common name for the 9,000-year-old dragon tendon evil. After taking a deep breath, he held back his smile and looked at Tang Keying and said, "I have a lot of money, I am happy, this is OK."

Tang Keying pouted and said a little angrily: "All of them are so rich, they are still greedy for a girl's magic weapon. If you force them to snatch them and don't return them, you are so bad!"

"This little girl was just putting a trap for me." Chu Yu smiled and said, "Yes! I forced a thief to steal the things from a female thief. This is called a one-for-one return. You should be glad that I didn't throw you into the sea directly."

"You won't." Tang Keying said confidently: "You must have intentions for me."

The girl's sudden words "There is an intention" made Chu Yu feel a little amused and helpless: "Whatever you say, it's not me who forced you to follow me anyway. You can go wherever you want."

"Hmph, I want me to leave, I think it's beautiful." Tang Keying grabbed Chu Yu's clothes and said, "Before I returned the Black Cloud Scout to me, I would pester you like a little tail, and I wouldn't lose it wherever you go."

"Is that thing important to you?"

Chu Yu's sudden question actually made Tang Keying, who was still proud just now, look gloomy, "... Of course it is important. I can lose anything, but I must not lose it..." The girl didn't say the following words, and she lowered her head and didn't know what she was thinking.

Chu Yu did not continue to ask, but he had a guess in his heart, "The natural green heavenly eyes and Xuanyin Fire Vein... These talents are really the best successors of my treasure refining lineage, and they are even better than the Haoyang Fire Vein that I once had in my physical body. Even if it is a daughter, it is okay. The treasure refining lineage needs to be passed on. I was obsessed with treasure refining back then, but I never accepted a disciple when I was about to pass the tribulation. Now I think about it, but now I am afraid that if the body and spirit of Cangmang Mountain will be destroyed, wouldn't I have become an eternal sinner who cut off the treasure refining lineage..."

When Chu Yu saw Tang Keying at first sight, he was shocked. Such excellent talents were only seen in his life, and they were all unique talents closely related to the treasure refining pavilion. This was clearly the treasure apprentice given to him by God!

You should know that when Chu Yu's master Lingbao Zhenren first met Chu Yu, he was shocked by the former's innate Haoyang Fire Vein and a pair of earth-eyed souls, and almost begged Chu Yu to be his disciple. Perhaps Chu Yu was not as fanatical as Lingbao Zhenren when he first met Chu Yu, but when a flawless jade that was more talented than he was even more than that of the past appeared in front of him, it would be a lie to say that he was not moved.

To be honest, Chu Yu's vision of receiving disciples was too high, otherwise it would not have led to him being over the tribulation but still not having half of his disciples. You should know that once upon a time, every year, there were no less than a hundred thousand people who came to Cangmang Mountain to sincerely pray to Chu Yu's sect! Among them, there were many casual cultivators who had a high level of cultivation, and many beloved sons and daughters of famous and upright Taoist couples came to their parents to come to become disciples, but Chu Yu never took a fancy to him, and later he even had the interest to take a look at him.

"The single lineage of Lianbao Pavilion is born, and only one disciple is accepted. It is not a genius who is not a talented person, it is not a talented person, it is not a taste of my Chu Yu's appetite, it is not a choice that I chose to not arise..." This was when Chu Yu was really annoyed by a large number of disciples, so he simply left four sentences, and later it was rumored that "The Four No Recruitment of Lianbao Sect" was said to be. After that, no one went to Cangmang Mountain to get lucky and became a disciple.

"This child has a knot in his heart. If the knot is not resolved, she will never be willing to practice, and she still needs time to take it slowly..." A thought arose, and then another thought disappears. Seeing Tang Keying's sad expression, Chu Yu finally decided to give up his original plan to tell her truthfully and accept her as a disciple after the end of the self-selected trade fair. The time has not yet come.

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