The dwarf tribe is different from other races on the continent, although they have the patriarch of the tribe and have great power, but at the same time, the real decision-making of the tribe must also be approved by the tribal elders, and the patriarch of the tribe is also the chief elder of the tribal elders' house.

The next day, after Matt and the blue dragon explained, he didn't take the blue dragon with him, and went to the dwarf tribe alone, Shirley was almost sent away by Matt, this is Shirley's request, she also wants to learn the job as soon as possible to avenge her parents.

Matt hurried to Carlo's weapons shop, where Carlo had closed the door and was waiting for Matt.

"Huh, Matt, where's Shirley?" said Carlo with a strange look on his face.

"Oh, she's not going today, let's go," Matt said without much explanation.

Carol didn't really care if Shirley went, all he cared about was whether Matt had a drink that could convince his father and the elders, "Matt, did you bring any wine?"

"Hehe, don't worry! I've got it," Matt said with a smile.

"Well, that's good, then let's go" Carlo nodded, in fact, Carlo also hopes that Matt can succeed this time, after all, in this way, he can often drink the kind of wine made by Matt, dwarves are bold, like Matt, a spirit that has been distilled many times, is the most suitable for them, Carlo has drunk it once, and he doesn't want to forget it.

The dwarven tribe is still some distance from here, the two hired a carriage and went on the road, originally Matt was going to let the two of them ride Nobita and Xiaohuo, but Carlo He had agreed in advance, Matt didn't say anything?

Matt and Carlo, except for the back of the city, walked towards the valley to the east, where the dwarves gathered in the valley because they needed to forge many ore veins, where there were plenty of ore veins, and at the same time it was very quiet, and no one went back to disturb them to forge weapons.

At this time, it is the time of spring flowers, along the way, colorful flowers compete with each other to open, and the emerald green leaves have also sprouted, as if they have grown into this phase, just because there is no time yet, to reach that lush feeling.

Looking at the scenery along the way, Matt was a little dizzy, the driver of the car had obviously been to this dwarf tribe not once or twice, and he quickly entered the territory of the dwarf tribe, after entering the tribe, Matt saw a different scene, the dwarves were busy, constantly waving the casting hammer in their hands, and some young dwarves who were not adults followed their fathers, while fighting, while learning.

"Well, our dwarven tribe is good," Carlo said with a smile as he looked at Matt.

"Well, it's good, it's fun, everyone is happy," Matt said sincerely, without the slightest hint of concealment.

"Haha," Carlo said with a hearty smile, and then said, "We dwarves don't have as many complicated minds as you humans, we just need casting and wine."

After listening to Carlo's words, Matt nodded secretly in his heart, indeed as Carlo said, all along, the dwarf tribe has lived like this, never participating in the battles of the outside world, just living the life they like, this feeling is very similar to the elves who have no quarrel with the world, but it is different, because the elves almost cut off contact with outsiders, and the dwarves make transactions with humans outside from time to time.

Carlo stopped in front of a house with Matt.

"Matt, you wait here, this is our dwarven council chamber, so people who are not from their own tribe or invited are not allowed to enter," Carlo said apologetically.

"Hehe, it doesn't matter, you can go," Matt said with a smile.

"Well, okay, you wait, I'll go and inform my father," Carlo said with a smile, and walked into the council chamber.

Matt sat down boredly on a stone in front of the council chamber, and at the same time took out a jug of wine, and drank it himself, unaware that many dwarves were approaching this side.

"Wow, what is he drinking? it smells so good!" asked a dwarven boy, pulling his father's legs and feet.

"Well, it should be some kind of bar," the father said uncertainly.

"But is there such a fragrant wine?" the boy continued.

"I don't know," my father said, swallowing.

"I'm going to drink too," the boy muttered to himself, but by this time his father couldn't pay attention to it anymore and just stared at Matt.

Matt had been waiting for Carlo's news, and was also surprised that so many dwarves suddenly appeared in the middle, but then he understood, looked at the wine jug in his hand, and looked at the boy with a slanderous face not far away, Matt waved to the boy and said, "Come, come here, do you want to drink?"

When the boy heard Matt's words, he looked at his father and asked shyly, "Can I?"

"Of course," Matt said with a smile.

The boy quickly walked up, took the flask from Matt's hand, and drank it with a grunt, and whimpered as he drank, "Well, it's delicious, it's delicious, it's delicious."

Although the dwarven boy has been drinking since he was a child, he is still a child after all, and he can drink a lot of ordinary wine, but he is a little unbearable for the spirits made by Matt.

Soon, the dwarf boy's red face showed that he was drunk, and Matt couldn't help but laugh at his crooked appearance.

At this time, Carlo had already walked out of the council room, and happened to see Matt who was surrounded by Matt, and after smiling, he hurriedly pulled Matt, but he knew the lethality of Matt's wine to the dwarves, and he was really afraid that Matt would have an accident, of course, this accident was not anything else, but was snatched up by the dwarves, and the dwarves had almost no resistance to the temptation of wine, especially wine.

"Hey, Carlo, you're here," Matt said with a smile as he looked at Carlo.

"Let's go," Carlo said, pulling him along.

Squeezing a passageway, Matt and Carlo quickly left the council chamber and arrived at Caro's own quarters.

"Carlo, how's it going?" asked Matt anxiously.

"Matt, it's really unfortunate that we're here, my dad and they have gone to the elves with a few elders" Carlo said truthfully: "Therefore, the matter of trading with you will not be settled for a while, or you will wait here"

Although the elves have rarely interacted with humans, they have a deep friendship with dwarves, orcs and other minority races, and even dragons, so it is common for the dwarven patriarch to lead the people to the elven forest.

"Ahh

Carlo continued, "I think they'll be back soon, they've been there for a few days, the first few times they went to the elves came back in less than ten days, and this time it's about the same, so you just have to wait three or two days."

For the sake of the development of the Ballyp Territory, Matt decided to wait here! After all, the deal with the Dwarves was very important to the Ballyp Territory.

Matt stayed in the dwarf tribe for a few days, and in the past few days, he visited almost every house in the dwarf tribe, if not for anything else, but to send some wine, and the elders who stayed behind also deliberately sent more, which is what Carlo helped him think about, once these dwarves fall in love with Matt's wine, then his father will most likely agree to trade with Matt.

For a time, Matt became the most popular person in the entire dwarven tribe, and almost all the dwarves knew about Matt and his wine, as well as Matt's purpose for coming this time.

Finally, on the fourth day, Caro's father, the head of the dwarven clan, returned with the other elders, along with several elven elders, saying that they had come to communicate.

After the dwarven patriarch returned, Carlo informed Matt of the matter as soon as possible, but the patriarch did not summon Matt immediately, but first conducted an investigation in the whole clan to understand Matt's behavior in the past few days, as well as the clan's opinion of the wine left by Matt, and also tasted the liquor made by Matt himself.

On this day, Carlo happily informed Matt that his father and several elders had told him to go to the council chamber.

......

"Patriarch, elders, hello, contemptible Matt" Matt said to the elders.

"Hehe" Patriarch Kabut looked at Matt and smiled, and said, "Lord Matt is polite, please take a seat"

"Thank you," Matt sat in one of the seats under the patriarch's hand.

"Matt, I heard that you want to trade with our dwarves and buy our dwarven weapons, and the trade is this kind of wine," Kabut took a sip of the wine glass in front of him and said with an aftertaste.

"Yes, Patriarch," Matt replied truthfully.

"But, Lord Matt, how come I haven't seen you Ballip Leader put this wine on the market, and we don't know how to trade it," Kabat wondered.

"Oh, this matter" Matt suddenly thought, seeing that his purpose was hopeful, Matt continued, "Mr. Patriarch, in fact, this wine is brewed by myself and drunk by myself, originally not intended to be traded to the mainland, the process of making this wine is quite complicated, if you really want to trade, it will require a lot of manpower and material resources, and our Balipuring has only just been established, so there is no way to start"

"Oh, then Lord Matt, if our dwarves agree to trade, how are you going to trade with us, you know, our dwarves are all fine on the continent," the patriarch asked with a smile.

"I really haven't thought about this, but I don't know how the patriarch thinks it should be traded!" Matt asked with a smile.

Kabut thought for a while, and then discussed with several elders next to him and said, "Lord Matt, through deliberation, we will decide how about exchanging a weapon for a five-pound bottle of this fine wine!"

"Well, this!" Matt mused, and then said, "Mr. Patriarch, you must know that this kind of wine is not easy to make, his process is quite complicated, and the cost is also very high, a weapon in exchange for a can of wine, this, we are really at a loss, you know, our wine is not much better than the wine of the Elf Clan."

"How much do you think you'll have to get for a can of fine wine?" asked Kabut.

"Patriarch, originally I was going to bring two weapons in exchange for a jar of wine, but since I am friends with the young patriarch, then I can exchange two cans of wine for three weapons, I don't know what the patriarch thinks."

Matt naturally understands the so-called sitting on the ground and paying back the money, but it can't be too much.

Obviously, Matt's words brought a good image to the dwarves, and Kabut smiled and said, "Okay, no questions, deal, I just don't know when Lord Matt can trade!"

"Well, this, Mr. Patriarch, I still have something to do, I can't brew a lot for a while, but I have brewed a lot before, I can give it to you for free first, and when I go back, I will organize people to start brewing, I don't know what the patriarch thinks" Matt asked.

"Well, this," Kabut muttered, and finally looked at the elders present, and seeing that there was no objection, he nodded and said, "Okay"

"Thank you then," Matt said quickly, getting up.

Matt then asked, "Patriarch, is it that someone from the elves has come to the dwarven tribe?"

"Yes, yes, but why are you asking this?" asked the dwarven patriarch curiously.

"Oh, I'd like to ask the patriarch to make a note on my behalf, and I'll say Lord Ballip, Matt has been asked to see the Elven Empress," Matt said, thinking of the fire dragon Sziak's request.

"Well, this, Lord Matt, you also know that the elves don't want to see humans, you ...... I can't guarantee it."

"Oh, naturally, as long as the patriarch brings the words and says the fire dragon Sziak at the same time, I think they will know," Matt said with a smile, for he believed that the elves could not have done anything without Sziak.

"Okay, I'll bring it"

"Thank you, then," Matt said with a smile.