Every time I come home, my wife is making garbage

Chapter 162 We Still Have Beer
The dwarves' little heads gathered in a circle again, lowered their heads and began to "discuss in a low voice".

"He said he wanted our enchantment!"

"He actually used precious rare alloys to exchange for enchantments."

"I'm sure he's a fool who doesn't understand business."

"He is using an alloy that is more valuable than gold to exchange for a worthless technology."

"Enchant him! We'll give him whatever enchantment he wants."

"Enchanting only requires reciting a spell, carving a rune, and then hitting it with a hammer a few times. In this way, you can exchange it for precious rare alloys. That must be a huge profit."

The dwarves' "whispering" was heard clearly by everyone around them.

After finishing the discussion, they raised their heads in a flash.

The Black Hammer tribe leader tried his best to put on a serious face in front of Zhang Jingyi, but the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were full of smiles, as if to say that Zhang Jingyi was a big fat sheep: "We are very satisfied with this deal. If you have anything you want to enchant, just throw it to us!"

"Okay, that's what you said."

Zhang Jingyi waved his hand and said with a smile: "Guards, werewolves, take out your armor and swords and give them to the dwarves to enchant."

As soon as he gave this order.

The guards and wolves returned to their rooms and took out the plate armor that Zhang Jingyi had given them.

When the Black Hammer Dwarves first arrived, they saw soldiers in this town wearing gorgeous noble-grade plate armor standing guard. They were surprised at the time, but they didn't say anything. Now something even more unexpected has happened. One set, two sets, three sets... something is wrong! Noble-grade plate armor keeps being moved out of the house.

Swords made of high manganese alloy, such as the Dragon Slayer, were also brought out one after another.

Soon, the pile in front of the dwarves was as high as a hill.

"Shh!" The Black Hammer tribe leader took a sip of wheat beer and said, "How could you have so many high-quality weapons and armor?"

Zhang Jingyi smiled: "Yes, their materials are excellent, but we lack the enchanting technology and cannot give them excellent enchanting effects. It all depends on you."

Black Hammer Clan Leader: "So many..."

Zhang Jingyi: "A lot? Not much! I give you several thousand kilograms of spring steel, and you enchant hundreds of armor and weapons for us. Isn't this a fair deal?"

Black Hammer Chief: “Puff!”

Dwarves: "Puff!"

They originally thought that the deal Zhang Jingyi negotiated with him was just to give him a few swords and enchant a few sets of armor, which was not difficult. He could take these things back to the dwarf dungeon and settle the deal with a few hammer strikes. But they never expected that Zhang Jingyi would bring out so many, hundreds of sets of armor.

These hundreds of pieces of armor must weigh several thousand kilograms. How can they be carried back?

The dwarves were short of manpower, and it took them a lot of effort just to carry thousands of kilograms of spring steel back home. In addition, thousands of kilograms of armor and swords had to be carried back to Gilneas after enchanting.

How can I endure this?
The Black Hammer tribe leader was a little dumbfounded!

I didn't expect someone would dig such a big hole for me.

Zhang Jingyi: "It seems that you'd better move."

Black Hammer Clan Leader: "Moving?"

"Yes!" Zhang Jingyi said, "Move from the cave where you live now to near our town. Although there are no natural caves here, I know that dwarves don't have to live in caves. You can live in smaller stone houses. 16 years ago, before the turmoil in the kingdom, you lived like this in the human town, right?"

The dwarves looked at each other in bewilderment. Yes, that was true.

Zhang Jingyi reached out again and took a bottle that had been prepared for a long time from the guard. It was a bottle of "Mountain City Beer". He handed the "Mountain City Beer" to the Black Hammer tribe leader with a smile: "You should know what this is without me telling you."

"beer!"

Before the Black Hammer tribe leader could say anything, a dozen or so dwarf warriors nearby exclaimed almost at the same time: "It's beer!"

All the dwarves made a small swallowing movement almost at the same time, swallowing their saliva.

Dwarves love beer!
It can even be said that they cannot live without beer. However, the dwarves are only good at smelting and forging, not good at agriculture, and they do not have the ability to produce beer themselves. The only way they used to get beer was to buy it from humans.

They used the metals they smelted and the weapons and armor they forged to exchange for large quantities of beer from humans.

The Black Hammer tribe leader felt as if his entire being was shaken.

Zhang Jingyi chuckled: "Move over here, I can provide you with beer, you can even open a small pub here, every day after sunset, have a drink in the pub happily, and have a fight with your companions, isn't it fun?"

"Ouch!"

A dozen dwarves quickly formed a circle again, with their little heads touching each other, and began to "discuss in a low voice".

“He’ll provide us with beer!”

"Damn, would you move for beer?"

"Yes! Don't you?"

"I can do it too!"

"I miss the old days of fighting in the tavern."

"Yeah, I don't know who punched me, so I just picked someone I didn't like and punched him, and then everyone in the pub started fighting."

"I still remember the name of that pub. It's called 'Willful Shark Bar'."

"The corner of East Third Street in the City of the Wise Kings."

"Hahaha!"

"Have you forgotten? We can't trust humans! They will betray us."

“But not beer!”

"If humans betray us, we can move away, but before we move away, I want to drink two pints of beer every day."

"Okay, it's settled."

After the dwarves finished their "whispering discussion", they raised their heads. As a race not good at disguise, the expressions on their faces seemed to say "We want to move in", but they still said stubbornly: "You humans are too bad, we can't trust you yet."

"You don't have to believe it." Zhang Jingyi smiled and said, "It's just business. You can move in here to facilitate transactions. When you have enchanted these hundreds of armors and swords, you can leave if you want. I guarantee in the name of a king that no one will stop you from leaving."

Dwarves: "Ahhhh!"

"Go home and bring us our furnace and anvil."

"We need to move all the stuff from home here."

"To be honest, I've long been dissatisfied with that damn crypt."

"Beer and bread!"

Zhang Jingyi added: "And honey."

"What? There's honey here?"

The dwarves became even more restless, and they swung their legs and quickly ran back towards the dwarven crypt...

Wait until they are all gone.

Elizabeth and Antonio came out from the back and stood next to Zhang Jingyi.

Antonio couldn't help but sigh: "The stubborn dwarves are a stubborn race that is difficult to convince. I didn't expect that they would be easily convinced by His Majesty the King."

Elizabeth: "My husband always comes up with something amazing."

(End of this chapter)