After Lu Feng melted a gold bar, he waited a moment as the molten gold began to slowly solidify.
He handed the gold-melting torch to Lin Jiao and the other three. "Help me melt all this gold again," he instructed. "Don't ask why. I'll get you something good to eat."
Xu Bin perked up at the mention of food. He immediately took the gold-melting torch and, mimicking Lu Feng, got to work on a gold bar.
With a thought, Lu Feng exited the game.
'I may have gotten a ton of gold, but I still need to figure out how to handle it.'
He was just about to pull out his phone to call his cousin, Yang Ming, when Yang Ming beat him to it and called first.
He immediately answered, and Yang Ming's voice came through the line. "Xiaofeng, I've found out about the gas canister dealership. We can directly take over the ownership from someone else. The total cost will be around 300,000. I've also found the guy to handle the canisters. Do you want to come take a look?"
