Chapter Nineteenth: Entering the Stock Market

  "This...". After a brief consideration, he decided not to hide too much and said: "Although I can forge iron, I'm not a second-rate blacksmith. I only know how to forge refined iron, nothing else. Not even the simplest hoe, I don't know how to make."

  The quiet backyard of the blacksmith's shop fell silent again, the apprentices looked at each other in disbelief, not daring to believe their ears. Someone who can forge second-grade fine iron in a short time, doesn't even know how to make a simple hoe? Are you kidding me? That's something even an apprentice who just started learning would know how to do.

  Franklin's neck was raised, with a feeling of being fixed by steel nails. Is this a joke? No! His eyes were very serious, not joking at all. But how could an ironworker who can forge second-grade fine iron in such a short time possibly not know how to forge any tools?

  "This... this..."

  "Franlin, the blacksmith, had never encountered such a strange request in all his years of work. He hesitated for half a day before saying: 'I have an idea, why don't you take a look? I'll lend you my tools and workshop, and every time you forge a piece of second-grade steel, I'll charge you one gold coin.'"

  A gold coin, his dry eyes suddenly widened, working elsewhere for a month would be just one gold coin, but here, holding a hammer and randomly hitting it, he was given a gold coin? Although this second-level fine iron is obviously worth more than just one gold coin when sold, shouldn't others make money too?

  "One is too few? Then let's have it this way!"

  Franklin gritted his teeth, thinking to himself that he absolutely couldn't let this person get away. This kind of high-quality iron wouldn't be sold in any blacksmith shop. With this second-grade high-quality iron, the weapons and defenses forged from it would definitely take the blacksmith shop to a whole new level.

  "I'll give you a guaranteed price of one gold coin for every catty of your secondary refined iron. After the weapons made from them are sold, I'll deduct all costs and we'll split the profit 50/50. What do you think?"

  Franklin's eyes hid his worry, this condition was quite fair for a second-rate ironworker who only knew how to forge fine iron. After all, he had a storefront, labor costs, and sales to consider, but if other stores found out about this treasure, they might raise their prices and engage in malicious competition to poach him.

  It's great, I didn't know that sometimes choosing to be silent would have such benefits. One gold coin is already a big income, and there's still a share? It can even be split in half! From now on, won't I not have to worry about living expenses anymore? If luck is good, with more gold coins in hand later, I can even go to the auction house to buy an expensive Dou Shi, which would be extremely beneficial for entering the Dou Ling array later.

  "Alright." With a cheerful and energetic tone, he stretched out his palm: "First, hand over that gold coin from just now."

  Franklin was taken aback for a moment, then hastily turned his head and shouted: "Bring over some gold coins! Quick!"

  Qian Jin looked at Franlin's anxious expression and suddenly remembered something, asking: "Right, boss. I have a question."

  "You asked." Franlin's attitude was extremely polite, making Gan Jing feel deeply that in this world, as long as you have skills, no matter what kind of skills, in that industry, you will always be respected by others.

  He rubbed his wet hair: "I was wondering, if one day I can hammer out three-level refined iron, what price do you plan to give me?"

  "Third-grade iron?"

  Franklin stared blankly at Gan Jing, for a moment unsure of how to answer this question. Third-grade iron, that was the basic skill of a third-grade blacksmith! But a third-grade blacksmith wasn't some street-side weed that could be trampled down with just one foot, at least not in Auckland City, where there weren't many.

  The blacksmith's skill upgrade seems to be much more difficult than the warrior, at least the warrior and mage can make up for it with enough gold coins from their family.

  The blacksmith's promotion has no shortcut or auxiliary method, and can only be improved by relying on talent and study.

  Third-rate blacksmith? Franlin sighed, this young man was so young and could already forge second-rate fine iron, indeed his talent was not bad at all, but wanting to forge third-rate fine iron, he didn't know the depth of the blacksmith industry. Promoting from a second-rate blacksmith to a third-rate one wasn't that easy.

  "What if there's a third-level refined iron?" Gan Jing asked again, not giving up. In his heart, he was secretly thinking that he had only been in the "Endless World" for 16 hours and had gone from being a complete novice at smelting to someone who could refine second-level iron. If he spent more time inside, couldn't he refine third-level or even fourth-level iron?

  "This... " Franlin smiled: "If we can make third-grade steel, then the small shop will use it to make weapons and armor. After deducting costs, we'll only take a 10% profit, and the remaining 90% of the profit will all be yours."

  Francis nodded slightly to the side, this price is also very reasonable. Second-level refined iron and third-level refined iron are completely incomparable. Using third-level refined iron to inlay the seams of a weapon or make it into a crucial part of a breastplate, the price can be said to be five times that of second-level refined iron. For a store, this has a huge promotional effect!

  90%? With a crisp sound, he caught the gold coins that were handed over and tossed them into the air, then grabbed them with one hand and smiled as he walked towards the store counter. He turned back and said: "Boss, I'll come again tomorrow, I still have some things to take care of today."

  Franklin bowed slightly and said: "You're always welcome. You don't have to follow the working hours here, you can come and go as you please."

  "Alright then, I'll go first."

  He dashed out of the blacksmith's shop, his target locked on the Oakland Magic and Warrior Academy. His mind was filled with thoughts of that hat that had turned him into a "crime of appearance". This thing was much better than he had imagined! Not only did his strength mysteriously surge, but he also learned iron-forging skills that he had never known before. In the past, he could hardly earn two gold coins in a month, but now, with just a few casual hammer strikes, he could earn one gold coin, and there would be dividends in the future.

  With such a hat, where would I have time to wander outside? My heart has already flown back to the blacksmith's shop in that endless world. Not only can I exercise, but I can also learn iron-forging skills and earn money! Where else can you find such a good thing?

  That's right! In addition to blacksmithing, there seems to be forging as well. Wouldn't that mean you can even learn how to forge various tools and weapons inside? You'll save money on buying weapons in the future? And can also sell them? That's right! There are also magic circles, if you learn engraving and runes, you can even become a spellcaster!

  Haha, continue being tacky...