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A fluorescent light flickered, and the entire touchstone became crystal clear again.It seemed that the glimmer of light that had just flashed from inside was just an illusion of his.

But Yi Pufang knew that everything was not an illusion.Something has indeed changed, and this change happened right in front of him.The evidence is the ordinary sand in my hand. This ordinary sand has indeed undergone a different change at that moment just now. The original earth-colored gravel has changed into It became golden yellow.

This simple grain of gravel floats lightly between the fingers.But after the fluorescent irradiation was completed, there was a slight feeling of heaviness.Yi Pufang has been exposed to this kind of weight. There is no doubt that this grain of sand turned into gold under the fluorescent light!

Purity geometry?Yi Pufang didn't know.But it did prove the power of the philosopher's stone, and he became more interested in the next test.

Half an hour later, the three chefs had already driven back.Ginza Villa District is located in the most economically developed place in Jinbei City, so it is quite convenient no matter what you want to buy.In such a short time, they have brought back more than 20 spiked maces.

Chef Zhang Feng greeted immediately: "You all go to help and take down the rolling pin."

"Yes," more than 20 chefs swarmed forward, like wind and clouds, and in the blink of an eye, they were weighing a heavy mace in their hands.

The products here in Ginza District, even an iron rod, are not cheap and low-end products.As Mr. Yi Pufang's chefs, the chefs are naturally very conscious and confident.Each of these maces is one meter long, made entirely of pure steel, and weighs more than 20 kilograms. It is definitely a golden cudgel in the hands of a delinquent.

"Master, shall we start processing these ingredients now?" Seeing that everyone had already settled on the tools, the head chef, Zhang Feng, asked Yi Pufang for instructions.

Yi Pufang didn't even look at the chef Zhang Feng. He waved his hand to express his willingness to let the chefs do what they wanted.

The head chef, Zhang Fengde, immediately ordered more than 20 chefs to start a brutal beating with sticks on ten pigs that were resting lazily.

The so-called small fried pork is not the best "live meat" that can be made by beating randomly. The trick is to break the blood vessels of the pig's body so that all the fresh blood from the pig's body can flow into the pig's muscles.In the whole process, the fibers and muscles of the pig should not be damaged too much. Once the fibers and muscles of the pig are damaged, the muscles of the pig will turn blue and black as a whole, and the taste of the meat will naturally not be good. .

The master Yi Pufang's order was to let the pigs be beaten severely and suffer real pain.To be honest, this is indeed a very cruel request, but for Yi Pu Fang, it is easy to make a few people, dozens or hundreds of people suffer, let alone a few pigs.So for this goal, more than two dozen chefs are working hard.

All of a sudden, the entire courtyard became a slaughterhouse, and the pigs wailed in pain after being beaten, one after another.In the face of powerful human beings, fat pigs flying all over the field have no power to fight back, and are driven to hide in Tibet.Their bodies were dripping with blood from wounds pierced by spikes from maces.Many pigs shed tears of sadness when they knew that today might be the end of their lives.

The massacre of live pigs lasted for an entire hour. Except for the head chef who had been standing on the sidelines watching the show, every chef was exhausted during this hour.

After all, their identities are chefs, and they are all chefs above the first level.Whichever one of them is pulled outside is a chef who can serve as a chef for a four-star hotel, but today he is treated as a butcher.It's not as good as a butcher. The butcher doesn't necessarily have to chase ten pigs for an hour, right?

However, the head chef didn't give an order, and they didn't dare to stop.Especially with the host Yi Pufang present, so you can't feel tired and cry, it will leave a bad impression on the host, right?
The reason why the head chef Zhang Feng didn't give an order was naturally not because he wanted to watch the more than 20 chefs exhausted, but more importantly because he wanted to wait for the order from the master Yi Pufang.Although in the kitchen on weekdays it is Zhang Feng who speaks to a villain, but today I can't do it if I want to speak. There are people with a higher status than myself, so I can't act arbitrarily, and I must obey the orders of the master Yi Pufang.Because once the master Yi Pufang felt that his authority had been weakened, he was dissatisfied.So what if the head chef, Zhang Feng, is a state-recognized super chef?Yi Pufang wanted to kill Chef Zhang Feng with just one word, and he could make Chef Zhang Feng disappear without a trace in Huaguo in an instant.

And what about that higher-ranking being?What is he doing?
Chef Zhang Feng thought so in his mind and glanced in Yi Pufang's direction.

Yi Pufang is very busy now, he is sitting on the Taishi chair.He stared intently at the philosopher's stone in his hand, concentrating on it, so serious and careful, he didn't know what he was thinking about.

Chef Zhang Feng wanted to ask Yi Pufang why he kept staring at the piece of "glass" in a daze. Of course, Zhang Feng knew that what Yi Pufang was holding in his hand was definitely not a simple piece of glass that could be caught The thing he held firmly in his hand must be a treasure, a priceless treasure.

He guessed right.

Of course, as Yi Pufang, there is no need to explain to the subordinates.So what if the head chef Zhang Feng is a state-recognized super chef?In Yi Pufang's view, chef Zhang Feng is still a servant, just his dog.

He looked intently at the philosopher's stone in front of him. During this hour, the fluorescence in the philosopher's stone became more and more dazzling.The fluorescent light, which was only the size of a gravel just now, has now become the size of dozens of particles, and the entire touchstone is shining brightly, like a small night pearl.

After reaching this brightness, it seems that the touchstone never adds more light, and remains unchanged.

A trace of doubt flashed in Yi Pufang's heart, and he looked into the open space in the courtyard.

The ten pigs were all killed, and after being beaten for an hour, the ten pigs finally ushered in their relief, and there was a smile on their originally ferocious faces.

Although all ten live pigs had been beaten to death, more than 20 chefs still did not stop, still beating the dead pigs weakly there.

There was no other reason, the head chef Zhang Feng did not give an order, although they were very tired, they still had to grit their teeth in front of the master and never let the master feel that they were slack.

Yi Pufang sighed, but this breath was heavier than a thousand pounds!
More than 20 chefs stopped what they were doing and stood respectfully in the courtyard, listening to Yi Pufang's instructions.

"Let's cook," Yi Pufang said casually.

"Yes," the head chef Zhang Feng agreed. He was completely confused when he left today.There is a strange feeling in my heart: Is Yi Pufang playing tricks on them?Of course, it doesn't matter even if they play tricks on them. Not everyone is qualified to be played by such a big man.

The head chef shouted to his more than 20 chefs: "Stop standing here, come with me to the kitchen to prepare lunch for the master."

The chefs wiped the white sweat from their foreheads with their clean white sleeves, bowed slightly to Yi Pufang, and followed the head chef Zhang Feng back to the kitchen.

After the chefs left, more than 30 yard maintenance workers appeared out of nowhere.With their identities, it is impossible for them to live in Yi Pufang's villa. They are like migrant workers, coming to Yi Pufang's house from five o'clock in the morning before dawn.Maintain the lawn for Mr. Yi Pufang.

With such a large courtyard, even daily lawn care is quite troublesome work, so their salary level is naturally not low.But compared to Mr. Yi Pufang's royal chef, there is indeed a big gap.

Two or three of them lifted the dead pig weighing a hundred catties, but they didn't know where it went.

The remaining yard maintenance workers started washing the yard with faucets.The chefs were so busy just now that they turned the courtyard into a slaughterhouse. Now the entire courtyard is covered with black drops of dried blood. If it can't be cleaned up within half an hour, Mr. Yi Pufang will definitely be unhappy.

What's more, their job is to deal with these traces, and within the scope of their duties, they suddenly became full of enthusiasm.Although very hardworking, but also very disciplined. More than 30 people work together, and it is not noisy at all.Disposing of bloodstains and carrying dead pigs there quietly, forming a harmonious labor appearance.

Yi Pufang stared at his morning tea cup not far away. The cup has an exquisite body, delicate glaze color and elegant taste. It is also a very good collection in the auction house. The conservative estimate is upwards of 100 million Chinese national coins.His heart lit up.Looking at the maid serving beside her, the maid immediately understood, picked up the morning tea at a suitable temperature, and served Mr. Yi Pufang to drink tea.

Yi Pufang has no interest in drinking tea. Looking at the morning tea cup held by his mouth, the gold stone in his hand flashed with light, and the handle of the entire water cup became crystal clear as if cast by a magic spell. He was amazed... Isn't it a diamond?
If a diamond as big as a handle were sold outside, it would cost at least tens of millions of Chinese national dollars!This philosopher's stone is indeed the fourth among the top ten treasures in the world. It is not comparable to the Apple of Eden. It is truly a treasure among treasures, and Yi Pufang can't put it down!
Such a treasure, do you really want to sell it?

Yi Pufang was entangled in his heart. After a moment, he figured it out.

Not for sale!Of course not for sale!
The value of a hen that can only lay eggs cannot be compared with the value of eggs. This golden stone is undoubtedly a hen that can lay golden eggs. How could it be possible to sell such a treasure to others so easily?What's more, this golden stone also contains the biggest secret of alchemists, the art of immortality. If he can penetrate the art of immortality, he may keep the wealth he owns in his hands forever and ever. The biggest wish in the heart of the head of a wealthy family.

So……

A phone rang, it was Gu Mosheng.

"Order? The first position, don't advertise for the Golden Stone, just sell it like this, um, hang up." He has already arranged it well, and he has already made up his mind. In the advertisement of the auction, The words "Greedy Stone" will not appear even if it is killed. Instead, the Golden Stone will be called a greedy gem, so that all those who participate in the auction will regard the Golden Stone as an ordinary auction item.As for himself, he can acquire the Philosopher's Stone at a relatively low price.

This is the real method of a capital predator. It is still too superficial to directly plunder, fight and kill.

Thinking of this, Yi Pufang felt proud and laughed inadvertently.