As for what to use as bait and what to use to spur people from the differentiated alliance, Meng Zhao didn't say it for the time being, but just asked Han Pu to find a skilled craftsman for him as soon as possible, which would be of great use.

Although Han Pu was puzzled, he also knew that Meng Zhao would not be aimless and must have been prepared and happily received the order...

A winter snow stopped from time to time. After three days, the wind finally cleared and the snow stopped.

On the vast earth, it is covered with silver and snow, and under the eaves, the ice is translucent.

Between the mountains in the distance, the white clouds in the sky connect with the snow on the mountain. The snowy sky is the same color, the clouds are simmering, and the mist is surging, and it is a peerless one.

Crack, creak, deer leather boots stepped on the flawless snow pile, and the snow was half a foot deep. Take a breath and there was a trace of fresh air in the coldness after the snow.

Meng Zhao walked into a remote house in the snow.

Han Pu and the fat shopkeeper Qian, and the thin boss Chai as thin as a firewood, were gathering together and saying something. When he saw him coming, he hurriedly came up and saluted Meng Zhao with a very respectful expression and did not dare to slack off at all.

The three of them didn't know what terrible changes had happened to Meng Zhao, but they just felt that the fourth master of the Meng family was sometimes as harmonious as the spring breeze and drizzle, which made people attract friends and friends.

But sometimes it is majestic and powerful, and people want to kneel down and beg for a hiding place, full of domineeringness.

It is manifested as becoming more and more unfathomable and awe-inspiring.

Meng Zhao stepped in with his hands and stood upright, his body was tall and majestic as a mountain. His purple pupil looked at Han Pu in anticipation.

"How is it? Are the things done?"

Han Pu responded with a little joy, then took out an ordinary person's two palms from the house, with a blue halo shaking on the surface, and a mysterious textured metal scale on the surface, and presented it to Meng Zhao.

"It's a little lighter, and its defense is incomparable, but it's at least 90% like it."

Meng Zhao has actually played with the dragon scales. After buying and weighing the things, he can see what are the shortcomings and what is missing. Although there are still flaws, they are already useful. The most important thing is that he has no time to delay any more.

"Young Master, what is this? Could it be that you want to use this thing as a guide and divide and provoke the forces of the alliance?"

Han Pu was quite curious. Although he asked a skilled craftsman to specially train this thing according to Meng Zhao's account, he always felt it was too much of a joke.

Meng Zhao did not answer, but held the metal scales with one hand and turned to look at the other two people in the room.

"You two, you have a great origin, are knowledgeable and experienced. Have you ever recognized what is in my hands? Where is its precious place?"

Manager Qian shook his head and was even a little disappointed. Unexpectedly, Meng Zhao was delayed for three days just for such a thing. Since it was made by craftsmen, and how precious it could be in such a short time?

On the contrary, Boss Chai, who had always been taciturn, looked at the metal scales with green light like a wave, and said hesitantly,

"If what I expected is right, this should be the scales taken off by some powerful beast. Could it be the scales of a pure blood dragon?"

He could not recognize it as the dragon scales, but based on the known information, he could figure it out.

Papa, Meng Zhao clapped his palms and admired Boss Chai's knowledge very much.

"Yes, Boss Chai is right. This is the fake pure-blooded dragon scale. Compared with the real dragon scale, it is about three or three taels lighter, and its texture is far less than that of the real dragon scale.

But the general shape, texture, temperature, and texture on it are all different from the real dragon scales."

As he said that, Meng Zhao blinked his finger and gently tapped the fake dragon scales. He heard a melodious sound like a bell ringing, and then gradually disappeared without a trace, making him even more satisfied.

Han Pu suddenly realized that since it was to differentiate with benefits and even torture them into rebellion, ordinary methods were useless and had to be removed from the root of the problem and interpreted and studied from a fundamental perspective.

Think about it, so many warriors and forces are coming from afar, and aren't they doing the same dragon with nose and eyes?

For the sake of the dragon eggs and the dragon cubs that will hatch in the future, they can unite to oppress the Meng family, and of course they can also turn against each other for these things. It is not uncommon to fight to death.

Han Pu couldn't help but feel a little confident in Meng Zhao, and then he said,

"But, young master, this dragon scale is forged after all. Can it gain the trust of those people?"

It’s not Han Pu poured cold water, but those in the alliance are mostly powerful people with a certain background and a family background.

Fakes, fakes, and scam people with shallow knowledge may do it, but how can those who come from the Hou Bo Sect be compared with?

Especially the Lei family of Beining Hou, who is nominally more noble than Nan'anbo. Although it is not a founding honor, it is also a family that was named a marquis for military merits during the reign of Emperor Taizong. It has a deep root and has many strange people and strange things. There are no such people who can tell the truth or the false.

Boss Chai also pondered for a moment, shook his head and said,

"Mr. Meng Si, in fact, the dragon scales are rare treasures. I think that many people may have never seen such objects at all, but sometimes, they have not seen them, which does not mean that they cannot tell the truth or the false.

I don't know where you found this skilled craftsman. In a short time, he casts this fake and real thing, but the fake is always fake. Even if I don't know in advance, I can still see the clues after I buy it."

Meng Zhao was quite interested, and said oh, put the fake dragon scales aside, waved,

"I hope to hear the details."

"A very simple truth is that this object only has its shape but no spirit. No matter how similar the appearance is, no matter how complex the inscribed texture is, it is always just a dead object caused by craftsmen."

Manager Qian nodded. He also wanted to find out about this. Before being hunted down by the Po family, he had a store that operated antique porcelain under his name, and he also had an understanding of the relevant appraisal.

How can two identical items be said to be true and the other is fake? In fact, in addition to subtle differences, Shen Yun is a very important point.

The dragon scales at present are just a relatively exquisite handicraft. How can they hide from those cunning and smart strong men?

Meng Zhao nodded,

"Well said it, you may not know that the real dragon scales have a very strong ferocious nature attached to them, just like a ferocious beast roaring on the side, which is very obvious."

As he said that, Meng Zhao raised his hand and bit one of the fingers, then extended it to the metal scales, pressing out a drop of round lumps, gathering together, blood shining with purple light.

It falls onto the metal scales and is swallowed up soon.

Immediately, the metal scales produced a very mysterious change.

In the eyes of ordinary people, it seems that nothing special is just now.

But those with keen spirits or powerful martial arts can feel the majesty hidden in it and the suffocating sense of oppression.
Chapter completed!