Fashen live room

Chapter 277
Looking at Potlem's appearance, Norman could almost guess what he was thinking, but Ji Ruoxi asked again: "Are you satisfied with the reward?"

Potlem said repeatedly: "Satisfied, satisfied!" He held the dagger tightly in his hand as he spoke, and at this moment, Greg, who was standing beside him, understood what the situation was now—— These two strangers plan to give this dagger to Portlem?

Greg is more knowledgeable than Potlem, and because he works in the city defense department, he has seen magic items with his own eyes, so he immediately recognized that the crossed sword on the ground should be a magic weapon !And the dagger in front of him is also extraordinary, it is a good thing.

If you use the usual style of this magistrate, if you come across any valuable and good things, you have already figured out a way to "confiscate" these two things, but this time it is different, because this time the things are so real. Great - that's a magic weapon!

Just because the things are so good and valuable, Greg did not dare to take out his old ones easily. After all, the current Douala is not the past, and now the city is full of a large number of foreigners. Many of them are nobles from other lands, he should not kick the iron board...

Although there is some fear in my heart, once the greed in my heart arises, it is difficult to suppress it, so Greg turned his mind twice, and asked Potlem first in a drawn-out voice: "Potley What the hell is going on now, Tom? What's going on?"

There are all the witnesses and evidence, and Portlem is just a blacksmith, his brain is far from muscular, and he can't think of any good excuses for a while, so he can only tell the truth and tell everything that happened today Come out: "When I was working today, this gentleman suddenly came to the door and said that he would borrow my blacksmith shop..."

After hearing this, Greg felt that he had a complete understanding of the situation at the scene: Obviously, this was a blacksmith who had just passed through Douala on his way back from the capital of art. The things in front of him came out, and according to the agreement between them, he will give this sharp dagger to Potlem...

This made Greg even more afraid to act rashly.

As the owner of the magic item, Baron Angus of the city defense station has told them countless times about the origin and birth history of his magic item. Greg has already memorized it thoroughly, and he also knows the origin of a magic item. How difficult it is to be born - it not only requires half a month of hard work by a skilled alchemist, but also requires a combination of luck, which can only be successful once in a few times.In other words, behind a magic item is often a few months of time consumption, but the master in front of him only took less than a day to create a magic weapon. What kind of level is this?
This is definitely a real master!The kind of master who is famous in the entire kingdom!

Greg didn't dare to imagine that he could deal with such a character with everyday means, otherwise he would definitely be the one who would suffer.So Greg's eyes wandered around the cross sword lying on the ground for several times, and finally moved away reluctantly, and moved back to the dagger.

"Potlem, how about selling this dagger to me? Don't worry, I won't let you suffer. For the sake of our friendship for so many years, I am willing to pay 50 silver gnars!"

Although the Mr. Hugo in front of him seemed to have a lot of background and could not be offended, Portlem was someone Greg knew.

Since this Mr. Hugo gave the dagger to Portlem, it belongs to Portlem. What method he used to obtain the dagger from Portlem is out of the control of Mr. Hugo.

Potlem's ecstatic face just now suddenly pulled down, and his complexion was very ugly.

Although this dagger is too ugly, but it is so sharp and tough, and it just happens to be a dagger, which is suitable for many nobles to put close to their body for self-defense. Go to the auction house to take a shot, and it is very possible to sell it for a price of more than a dozen Jintalan.Now Greg wants to buy this thing for 50 silver Gnars. Isn't this just a steal?
But Greg is the magistrate of this block, and Portlem's blacksmith shop is here, so I won't see you up and down in the future. If you reject Greg now, I'm afraid it will be difficult to get along with you in the future...

Potlem secretly hated why he had sent someone to call this guy over just now, it was simply to lure a wolf into the house.

Just as Botlem hesitated and hesitated, Ji Ruoxi spoke.

"And this door... burn your door, put it in this dagger."

Ji Ruoxi knew how high the real value of this dagger was, and a door stuck inside was not considered bullying, and it still greatly reduced Portlem, so she said it quite naturally.

Potlem naturally said yes again and again, and the guess in Greg's heart became more solid: this gentleman seems to be a person with a lot of background. Desperate look.

While the few people were talking, Norman had already packed up their things and was about to pack up and leave when Potlem saw the tip of the gun and suddenly said, "This gun tip is Want to make a long gun?"

Ji Ruoxi nodded in agreement, Potlem immediately hit the snake with the stick, and said, "Why don't you just finish it here? I will provide all the materials."

And this good thing?
Ji Ruoxi glanced at Norman without anyone noticing—after getting along these days, Norman is already the leader of their small group—seeing Norman gave her a "yes" look , and then continued to say in a man's voice: "Okay."

So several people went into the house again, ready to start making guns, and the bellows boy was instructed by Potlem to go upstairs to carry the materials - the things downstairs and outside the house are used to make farm tools, used in such master works It's not appropriate to go there.

Potlem suddenly opened his mouth so aggressively because he didn't want to respond to Greg's unreasonable demands.

He is about to help the master now, Greg can't drag him to ask about buying a dagger at this time, can he?As for what to do after finishing the gun... I can delay it for a while, and I can't care so much in a hurry.

As for Greg, there was really nothing good to do for a while, but this guy was also patient, so he simply stood by the side silently, apparently intending to accompany him to the end.

Norman could sense the weird atmosphere, but he didn't intend to take care of these messy things. After working hard for a while to finish the rough production of the spear, he hurriedly left with Ji Ruoxi holding his things, completely ignoring the people behind him. Potlem's eagerly looking eyes made him heave a sigh of relief: when he burned the door and saw a man who looked like a sheriff suddenly outside, Norman felt a little guilty at the time. , he even suspected that their identities had been exposed, but later he realized that he was overthinking.

However, it is always bad for them to get involved with the official people of the kingdom. Fortunately, the fat man's attention was always on the dagger, and he didn't ask more questions about the two of them, so Norman agreed to work in the blacksmith shop. After all, they are short on time now, and finding another place to make guns would waste too much time.

Norman held the packed weapons like this, and the two returned to the hotel all the way. It was already dark, and Pirno had already returned.

Several people discussed it at night, and finally settled on a compromise, so after breakfast the next morning, Pirno and Norman went out with this pack of weapons, ready to sell them, while Ji Ruoxi was Stayed to take care of Chen Qinghe.As for why the "wife" Norman didn't stay in the hotel with her husband, but ran out with a wild man... In terms of the current "mistress" relationship between the two of them, there is no objection.

"...The Green Forest Market in the third district is the largest market in Douala, but there are some popular goods and cheap goods. The really high-end goods are usually sold in Feiran Market, which is the second place I go. The place where I stayed the most in the two days..."

Today's weather is good, the sun is shining, the wind is light and the clouds are calm, the cold wind that has been blowing for an unknown period of time has brought warmth today, and people's mood can't help but improve.

Perhaps because of the weather, there were a lot more pedestrians on the street today than in the past. Norman and Pierno walked among the crowd, which was not too dense. Pierno was on the left, and Norman was on the right. And in the process of walking, the mouth of the great painter Pirno kept moving, talking about the experience he had gained from staying in Douala for the past two days.

"...Although Feiran Market is the most advanced market in Douala, this place is still too backward. Most of the goods sold there are vulgar items such as gold and gemstones, and there are very few works of art. If it is in Jebel Danna , my paintings have already been sold..."

When it comes to Pirno, I feel very uncomfortable and blame myself: I blame him for being useless and failing to take good care of Lord Saint, and now let Lord Saint personally sell and make things for vulgar things like money. A competent servant of the saints!
Douala is indeed not very big. After walking for a while, the two arrived at the Feiran market that Pirno called.

This is a shanty-like site, which is opened on the side of a street, and the entrance is as wide as three or four houses.

After following Pirno and walking in, you can see that there are actually rooms without walls, and many of them are already busy with people, and there are some things on the table. The stones have flowers and plants, and some pure fur and so on.

Pierno walked all the way in, and Norman followed. Along the way, he could see that there were not many guests inside, and he could also see some soldiers with weapons patrolling inside.

"Only in the Feiran market will there be soldiers patrolling. The law and order is better, which can save a lot of trouble,"

While taking the lead to walk in, Pierno turned his body slightly and whispered to Norman beside him. He looked like a pair of ambiguous men and women—of course, the aesthetics of this man, Pierno, was very admirable. .

"Why don't we just sell it here?"

Norman saw that there were several empty stalls on the side of the road where they came, but Pirno didn't stop but walked over directly, which made him a little puzzled.

When Pirno heard the words, he smiled awkwardly and explained: "These booths are rented and cannot be used without authorization. This is also one of the things that the soldiers patrol will check, but there are also some booths that do not need to be rented. going there."

Feiran's market is not big, and after just saying such words, the two of them have already arrived at their destination.

This is already the innermost part of the Feiran market, and beyond that is a towering wall.Here, a few stalls have been left open and paved on the ground. Two people have already sat down here, and they both took a piece of cloth and spread it on the ground. One is a monster with a ferocious face, and the other is a violin case with a violin inside.

"Good morning."

"Good morning."

The two looked like artists at first glance, and Norman had seen this kind of expression too much in Jebel Danner—if he had to describe it, it was a kind of "you hit me" look.

Seeing Pirno coming, the two of them greeted lightly. It seems that these are the "stall friends" accumulated by Pirno in the past two days.

Pirno also politely went back, and then found a place beside them and sat down, spread out the prepared cloth, it was about to open, but what was sold today was not the paintings from the previous two days, but arms.

Norman unwrapped the package he was carrying, placed the scimitar and the cross sword on it in turn, and then untied the spear behind him.

He originally planned to place it horizontally on the ground, but Pirno said that the free space for everyone here is limited. In the end, Norman had no choice but to place it vertically.But the ground here is a flat stone slab, and it can't stand upright at all, so you can't keep supporting it foolishly, right?
Finally, Norman thought of a trick: he turned the spear upside down, stuck the end of the spear into the stone slab, and just put it upside down!
This not only saves effort, but also gives his weapon a living sign by the way, which can be said to kill two birds with one stone.

The two people next to him saw that Pirno did not continue to sell paintings today, but changed his painting style drastically, and produced weapons for sale. They couldn't stop looking here curiously. people asked.And after Norman made such a movement of erecting the spear upside down, the eyes of the two people drifted here more frequently.

The signature power of this upside-down long spear can be seen from the performance of the two people next to them, but their location is too far away, it can be said to be the most corner, so after waiting for a long time, Norman and the others finally waited for them Today's first guest.

"Is this a long gun?"

A man in his 30s stood in front of their booth, looking at the long gun with interest, his unruly blond hair shining brightly in today's bright sunshine.

(End of this chapter)