Ling checked the two chairs in his hand, feeling that this weight was still good, and then put down the back of the chair in his left hand, stepped on it with his feet, picked up the chair body on his right hand, and folded it lightly at first, but "gently" also depends on the object, and Ling's "gently" is already greater than the strength of most high-level strength warriors.

"Tsk, this quality is not bad...... "Looking at the chair body that was only slightly bent, Ling was still quite satisfied, how to say that it was strong and durable, as long as it was not a very powerful existence, then the weapon made of this iron material was indeed usable.

"Eh, are you selling this?" Ling asked the merchant.

"This is my heirloom......" The merchant saw that Ling was interested in this chair, and came out of instinct to say this, which is also the lingua franca of most merchants, as long as the customer likes something, he will involuntarily raise the price of that thing, and don't care if this thing is good or not, first put the forced Ge up.

"Do you still have chairs as heirlooms?" Roderick mocked.

"Look at what you said, what's wrong with using a chair as an heirloom? Do you have no chair to sit on?"

Then he turned to Ling and said, "Thanks to your help just now, I will sell this thing to you cheaply...... It can't be said to be sold, it's just some consolation to the ancestors. ”

The businessman's face did not change and his heart did not beat, as for where did he get this chair? He was so busy with business, where do you remember, the only impression is that this chair is strong and durable, he has been traveling with him for so long, and he has fought many times, but it is not broken.

But today is finally gone from him, a broken chair has no value to him, it is better to exchange some money. Although he can still be a little more affectionate, such as hugging the chair and saying nonsense such as "goodbye from now on, goodbye in the next life", everyone here is a person who has read books and has knowledge, and will definitely not eat this set.

"Okay, you can tell you how much it is. Ling doesn't care too much if it's a family heirloom, but if it is made into a good weapon, it will definitely be no problem to use it as an heirloom.

"Five gold coins...... Three, three!" The merchant was about to open his mouth widely, but when he saw the students all gearing up, he had to tighten his mouth a little smaller.

But a lion is a lion, and it can stuff a lot of things into it even if it pouts, but here's the problem: this lion has no confidence in speaking, because it is surrounded by creatures that are stronger than lions.

If you can earn three gold coins from a beating, it is worth it, after all, an ordinary family on the mainland may not be able to save three coins a year. But the key is whether this beating will not be in vain. The merchant didn't count it in his heart, and he was in danger of seeking wealth, so it didn't matter how difficult it was for him.

Although Ling is not bad for money, the money obtained from the previous auction is indeed a bit much, plus he usually has no habits such as shopping, and Huang and others do not spend much, and even Aya not only does not need to spend, but also can save his own small treasury, which makes Hessun very envious, but there is no way, who makes the teacher different.

If you have money, you won't be willing to do wrong. Some people think that spending money to buy something that is far less than the price is wronged, and such things often happen to the nouveau riche, but they think that the value of the purchase, they also know that the quality of this thing may not be too good, but because everyone knows that this thing is expensive, this is enough. However, Ling is not such an upstart, although the way he obtains money is indeed a "nouveau riche" behavior.

"Are you sure?" Ling asked, knocking on the chair in her hand and looking blank. He didn't really want to buy and sell, but he was not honest with this businessman.

"Wrong, wrong......" The merchant wanted to wipe the cold sweat on his head, after all, Ling slightly released his legendary strong momentum when he spoke, but the puppet costume did not take off, so he could only wipe his hood comically, "Three silver coins, three silver coins, and his mouth ...... by mistake for a while"

Although the three silver coins are considered to be profitable, if you earn less, it is equivalent to a loss, but if you can avoid a beating, you can barely accept it. The merchant silently comforted himself.

"Okay, that's the deal," Ling pulled out three silver coins and handed them to him, but because the doll costume really didn't have pockets, Ling had to shove the silver coin through his eye hole, and then the cold silver coin fell into the merchant's clothes, causing him to jump wildly.

"That's right......" Ling grabbed the merchant who was about to leave, making him panic, thinking that Ling didn't even want to give three silver coins, thinking that he was still a little aggrieved, he came all the way to suffer this hardship, but they didn't even give three silver coins.

The more you think about it, the more angry you get, and the more you take a step back, the more you lose. Then anger rises from the heart, and evil is born on the side of the guts. He came as soon as he opened his mouth, fearless, anyway, no one under the puppet could see his weakness, but the trembling of his mouth made people hear a sadness: "What are you doing!"

"Hmm......" Ling was startled by this slightly crying voice, and almost forgot what she wanted to say, as if the two chairs in her hands were reminding him all the time: "I just want to ask where is the best blacksmith shop in this city?"

The merchant must be the one who knows these things best, and besides, he is still a merchant who deals in weapons, although the way of trading is terrifying.

"There is a dwarven blacksmith shop in the west of the city, and the dwarf is the best blacksmith here," the merchant said when he heard that he was not asking for money, and then put his heart back in his stomach, and it would be best if he could put money in his stomach as well. And kindly told Ling: "I also asked before, but the old blacksmith said that he couldn't hammer this iron, so I advise you not to waste your mind." Then he walked away quickly.

It turned out that the merchants had also tried to make weapons from this unknown iron material, but the blacksmiths in this place were not good at their skills, and the cost was high if they went to other big cities, so it was better to sell "scrap iron".

"Shall we try it again?" Huang didn't care, her weapons were very good, she was originally a famous divine weapon among the human dragon clan, and then she was blessed and forged by the spirit of the world, even if it was compared to Ling's axe spear strengthened by Terra, it was not much better.

"Give it a try, idle is idle anyway. "Ling doesn't matter, after all, the three silver coins of this material can be regarded as a leak, and it is best to be able to make a weapon, if you can't, you can find someone else to try.

"Then let's go. ”

"Good. "Take Aya, Hedgeho, and Orange, and the five of them set off. Orange had been sitting on the roof eating before, and although she could tear the chair apart, no one told her to do so, so she didn't bother to help, just sitting on the roof and eating the snacks that Aya had bought for her.

The dwarven blacksmith shop in the west of the city is not far from here, but the students have no desire to look at the iron, so they go their own way. Ling also wants to give Qi Xun a good big knife, after all, the previous "Dragon Slaying Treasure Knife" Qi Xun has not yet used the ability, and usually fights with people with his fists, which is a bit desolate.

When I arrived at the blacksmith's shop, I met the dwarven blacksmith, who was naturally suitable for blacksmithing, because of their strength and durability, and their strong heat resistance, which perfectly suited the elements of blacksmithing.

The dwarf Tiexin is already quite old, but he is used to life in the human world, but he has no idea of returning to the clan, and when he was young, he followed a few companions - both humans and elves, and traveled north and south, and finally everyone raised money to buy this shop for him, so he also wanted to grow old here.

I accepted a few apprentices, but unfortunately they were all humans, even if I learned his craft, I couldn't learn his ability, and there was a difference in nature.

"I can't touch this thing. Tie Xin looked at the chair that Ling took out, and also understood Ling's thoughts, but he was really powerless, and he never took the work that he couldn't do.

"Why don't you take a look in my store to see if there is a suitable weapon, it's much more convenient than fighting this. "Ironheart proposed.

"Can your spell furnace melt this iron?" Ling pointed to the spell furnace in the shop, which was a dwarven specialty, and the iron heart had been forged with a lot of effort.

"With my spell ability, no, if you can get a little stronger, then there will be no problem, but even if this kind of iron turns into iron pulp, it will be very difficult to fight, and I can't do it now. "Iron Heart is confident in his furnace, after all, it is the secret of the dwarven clan.

"It's okay, I'll just fight. "Ling's knowledge is also miscellaneous, and he has not tried to strike iron, as long as he melts this iron, he will personally go into battle when the time comes.

"Okay, I'll open the stove for you. Tie Xin, who received the money, felt that there was no big problem, the horizontal and vertical were the guests' own requirements, and he had no risk.

"Just inject elemental power into here. Iron Heart pointed to a ball of light that was connected to the Spell Furnace and was used to provide the energy needed by the Furnace.

"Okay. Ling didn't talk nonsense, putting his hand on it was a call to the power of the elements, because the conversion rate of the water element and the shadow element was too low, so he chose the wind element.

"Okay, okay!" The meter representing energy suddenly soared, and Tie Xin was so frightened that he hurriedly asked Ling to stop, thinking to himself what kind of monster this was.

After a while, the hot molten slurry flowed out of the spell furnace and into the box container that the iron core had prepared before, and then handed Ling a hammer.

"Bang-" Ling picked up the hammer is a heavy blow, first the hammer is concentrated, and then the light hammer is shaped, the idea is not bad at all, but the hammer is a little worse, or the strength used by Ling is really too great, so that the hammer retires early.

"This ......" Tie Xin was stunned at this time, thinking in his heart, "You will hit a hammer iron", but he was still impressed by the strength of Ling's power.

Ling put down the handle of the hammer in her hand in frustration, and then the wind element condensed in her hand, and smashed it down with one punch, followed by another chaotic punch, and soon smashed the iron solidly.

Tie Xin is now completely convinced, and there is only the proverb in his mind that "to strike iron, you need to be hard".