Chen Ming walked up to the counter and got straight to the point, asking, "Boss, what do you take here?"
The boss pointed to a small sign standing next to him and said, "It’s written right there, metal ores and ingots, and used weapons."
"Legitimate business, nothing else."
Chen Ming took out a small piece of White Cloud Steel Ingot that he specifically cut before disembarking and placed it on the table, asking, "Do you take this?"
The boss picked up the small piece of White Cloud Steel, looked at it, and asked, "Just took out a Mechanical Race?"
"One, 200 kilograms."
Because Chen Ming had previously modified the ship’s armor, using up part of it, and he still needed to keep some in reserve.
This was all he could sell.
The boss, having received Chen Ming’s response, immediately said, "I’ll take it. I can offer 15,000 per kilogram." ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ NoᴠᴇFɪre.nᴇt
After all, White Cloud Steel has a large supply, so even though it is a high-grade metal, it still falls short compared to some basic metals like gold.
Compared to Sky Steel, which is priced at several thousand per gram, it is completely incomparable.
However, it is more expensive than silver.
If he could sell it in the Prosperous Star Realm, the price could be significantly higher, but Chen Ming couldn’t go there now, so he basically had to accept this price.
However, Chen Ming chose to slide the White Cloud Steel slices back a bit and said, "I’ll look around a bit more."
The boss naturally wouldn’t force a sale.
However, he took out a list and placed it on the table, saying, "Feel free to look. In addition to recycling, I also sell various ores and cast ingots. Interested?"
"Let me take a look."
Chen Ming picked up the boss’s list and searched it for materials that interested him.
The materials for manufacturing the Superspace Navigation System were all on it, and the prices were not much different from what he had previously found.
The boss very aptly added, "If you sell something here, you can get a 4% discount on purchases."
Chen Ming was somewhat tempted indeed.
However, he wasn’t in a hurry to make a transaction.
There was more than one shop around.
Comparing prices was very necessary when you’re short on money.
So Chen Ming didn’t stay long at the recycling station and quickly planned to leave.
The boss didn’t mind customers leaving, turning around to continue with his own matters.
However, just before exiting the store, Chen Ming suddenly turned around and said, "Oh, by the way, I was referred by Wu Ping’an, who mentioned that mentioning his name could get me a discount."
The recycling shop owner, who had been all smiles, suddenly wore a dark expression.
"He still owes me money and expects me to give you an extra discount?"
Chen Ming continued to walk out of the recycling station, but his steps suddenly paused for a moment.
As if he suddenly remembered something, he said, "I just bought something from Wu Ping’an, he made about 5,000 from me, so he surely has money now."
The boss’s dark expression eased a bit, nodding and indicating, "I see."
Chen Ming waved his hand and left the Eryang Recycling Station.
He continued searching along the main road of the 13th Space Arm for places that bought similar items, comparing prices multiple times.
As a result, Chen Ming found that the owner of Eryang Recycling Station still offered the best deal.
So he turned back to the recycling station and signed the transaction sheet for the 200 kilograms of White Cloud Steel.
He took two strong men sent by the boss to the dock to retrieve the White Cloud Steel.
Soon after, three million Imperial Coins were deposited into Chen Ming’s savings card.
Chen Ming, staring at the numbers on his card, felt it somewhat unreal, as the speed of making money was too fast.
Moreover, the purchasing power of the Imperial Coin was almost the same as the currency Chen Ming used before traveling through time.
With these three million Imperial Coins, if Chen Ming had no other ambitions, he could live the rest of his life quite comfortably.
But Chen Ming had ambitions, so this money wasn’t enough. He needed more.
Of course, Chen Ming was very rational, aware of the risks of such high profits.
A long-term stable economic source was more suitable for him.
Chen Ming got the money, but he didn’t plan to spend it immediately.
Though he’s sold off the White Cloud Steel, that batch of goods wasn’t gone yet.
Chen Ming planned to wait until everything was sold, estimate his total assets, and then start spending, to avoid running short of money for some important things by spending too quickly.
So Chen Ming returned to the hardware store where he had previously obtained a fake identity.
Eryang Recycling Station didn’t take it, so he could only rely on here, and also take the opportunity to ask about some other things.
The hardware store owner leisurely sat behind the counter, watching videos on a terminal.
He appeared to be in his thirties but had an old man’s demeanor.
Seeing Chen Ming enter, he greeted him, "Xiao Mu, any business today?"
Chen Ming was momentarily stunned and then remembered that the fake name he used before was Mu Shuikong.
He casually responded and approached the counter to ask, "Boss, can you make better fake identities?"
The boss put down the terminal and asked, "What do you mean?"
"Like fake identities that work everywhere."
"Wouldn’t that be a real identity? I can’t do that, and I don’t recommend you get involved with such things."
"The identity you have now is pretty good. As long as you’re not aiming for a government job, it should be fine for life."
"But if you really want it, you could try the Military Outpost. I can point you in the right direction, though whether it works out is uncertain, and the costs are real."
"Plus, this kind of identity doesn’t come cheap, more expensive than buying a ship. It’ll cost at least this much."