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... furnace and poured into a pottery van.

"It's beautiful."

Inside the coinage workshop, the owner of the workshop, White Fang, looked at Tao Fanli's still liquid gold and exclaimed in admiration.

The melting point of gold is lower than that of copper.

Therefore, it was easy for the mint to melt it and pour the gold water into the pottery van.

Jiang Xuan also stood aside. This was the first time the Veng tribe made gold knife coins, and he wanted to witness this p ...

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