The Legend of Fangren

Chapter 154 Recycling Scrap Metal

Fang Shi had only ever seen such exaggeratedly large peaks in a world where photo editing and beauty apps were prevalent. He once thought that such curves did not exist in the world and felt that the curves in the video were too exaggerated and therefore lacked aesthetic appeal.

However, now that I'm witnessing it with my own eyes in this mystical realm, I suddenly feel that the naturally growing curves are much less jarring than the pieced-together images. In addition, this young lady is really tall, probably around 1.9 meters, so such a huge figure tends to be harmonious in the overall proportion.

However, Fang Shi still felt that his head wasn't that big—definitely at the level of a mothership.

Fortunately, he wasn't the only one whose eyes were drawn to the spectacle; people of all ages and genders within a radius of several dozen meters were astonished by this wonder.

The young lady was already used to such gazes and was not displeased with Fang Shi's reaction. On the contrary, because Fang Shi's eyes showed complete shock, she thought this little brother was really naive.

Amidst the varied gazes of the crowd, the blonde young lady entered the Iron Tower, greeted by the steward of the Fire Palace.

"Kid, first time meeting you, huh?"

When Fang Shi came to his senses, his uncle, who was standing next to him, smiled at him with a knowing look and said, "That young lady from the caravan is the youngest daughter of the head of the Huang family, a prominent family in the Middle Realm. Her name is Huang Ying."

"Huh? This—this is still the smallest one."

"Silly, I was talking about age, of course." The old man, confident in his knowledge and experience, didn't bother with such matters and instead reminded the young man, "You're really lucky, kid. You're strong, and you've already met Miss Huang since you started working here. She's known for being kind and good at employing people. If you do as she says and work hard these next few days, you might actually get into her caravan. For ordinary people, this kind of opportunity is like a meteoric rise to fame, and you'll get to see beautiful women all the time. Isn't that wonderful?"

As a result, Fang Shi's attention was completely on the other side: "Is the Huang family very rich?"

"They're not just rich, they're extremely rich. In the entire five realms of humanity, when it comes to business, the Middle Realm is number one. There are countless wealthy merchant families there. Even cultivators who are high and mighty in the other four realms have to be overwhelmed by the extravagant wealth in the Middle Realm and end up working for those rich families. And even in the Middle Realm, the Huang family is still one of the wealthiest families, ranking on two fingers. Just imagine how rich they are!"

They were indeed very wealthy, but Fang Shi looked at the caravan's carriages. Even though they were more luxurious than other merchant carriages, they were still not as luxurious as his uncle had described.

Furthermore, why would such a wealthy person's daughter need to form her own small caravan to endure hardship outside?

The old man said, "Hey! Isn't that how all young people from wealthy families are? They've been living the life of luxury that we can only dream of since they were little, and they're already tired of it. All they do is nitpick. This Miss Huang has such a remarkable figure; she must have had countless suitors since she was a child. A family like the Huangs certainly wouldn't let her choose her own partner. After all this fuss, she's finally run away, isn't she?"

"That makes some sense."

It's a common problem in the family, as Junior Aunt has mentioned to everyone along the way. Especially since the Huang family sounds like a business family, merchants are profit-driven. As long as there is profit, anything can be capital.

But those kinds of rich people's affairs aren't his business. Take our little He Bao for example, he's still so small, but isn't he adorable? (Hands on hips)

Luohe: "Achoo!"

Sigh, never mind, never mind, let's get back to work.

Fang Shi continued to unload the goods from the cart, and soon he had unloaded one cart. The coachman hadn't had enough of it yet, so he pointed him to the next one.

"Young man, you work really well. If those lazybones in our caravan had your energy, we wouldn't have had to travel for so many days."

Two armored men on horseback came up behind him and, upon hearing what he said, replied, "You old coachman, you're picking on us now. We were ordered by the head of the family to escort the young lady all the way, but the young lady always makes us do hard labor."

The coachman laughed loudly, "Hahaha, isn't it enough that you've escaped that big family and are traveling around with the young lady?"

"That's true. The young lady is easy to talk to and not too strict."

The man on horseback looked at Fang Shi again: "Young man, you're quite strong. Since our young lady has taken a liking to you, you should work hard. If you're lucky enough to join the caravan, you can practice your swordsmanship with us. It'll help relieve our boredom."

"Uh, oh oh————"

Fang Shi smiled helplessly, scratching the back of his head, his mind still a bit confused. Why did everyone assume he really wanted to join the caravan?

He decided to continue pretending to be stupid and ignorant, acting like a clueless nobody, and burying himself in his work.

Before long, he had unloaded all the goods from the several carts. Some of these goods were to be delivered to the Li Huo Palace, while others were to be sold on the Li Huo Platform. The caravan would stay here for a few days to purchase items that were only available here.

After finishing his work, Fang Shi went to find the steward, only to find that the steward was not in his place and he did not know where he had gone.

He searched through the rooms on the floor one by one. Suddenly, the steward came out of a reception room and bumped into him. Fang Shi was fine, but the steward stumbled and fell.

"Hey, how could you be so careless? And you've got such strength! I've been a blacksmith for over ten years and I'm not as strong as you. It's unbelievable."

As the steward was speaking, he remembered that there were distinguished guests sitting inside. He glanced back and quickly pulled Fang Shi aside, saying, "You shouldn't walk so close to the door. It's fine if you bump into me, the little steward, but if you bump into a distinguished guest, no one will speak up for you. Our head steward is currently discussing business with Miss Huang. Let's keep our distance."

Fang Shi glanced back, then brought up the agreement from earlier: "I've finished unloading the caravan's goods. Can I use my wages to exchange for that pile of discarded swords and spears now?"

The manager's eyes lit up immediately, and he praised, "You're really efficient, kid. I only had to greet a customer and call someone for help, and you've already finished. Alright, take this order. Go to the melting room at the bottom and tell the cook there that you can just take the stuff away."

"Okay, thank you, Uncle Manager."

Fang Shi was incredibly sweet-talking, but he was mostly excited at the moment.

Hmph, you all think I'm broke. Just wait, when I start turning that truck of scrap metal into a meter, I'll show you what business is all about.

Upon arriving at the melting room, Fang Shi handed over the order to a raging fire and then happily dragged a cart full of discarded weapons out.

Then he slipped behind a thick pillar, avoiding passersby, and put all the discarded knives and guns into his magic ring.

A rough count of the number of knives and spears revealed that, including the broken and damaged ones, there were more than a hundred in total.

After that, he did not go back to the house, but left the Li Huo Palace alone and jogged down the mountain path.