"Why is that?" since coming to Mtrance, it can be seen from the shops on the street that these goblins do not have a great demand for clothing, as the soup pot said, they are not yet worshiped because of the unique creativity of the clothing.

He has hardly been out of the experimental base for half a month since the costume was released, although it is not clear what else the teacher and Milian have done.

But soon the soup pot immediately told him the answer: "If you go to the Elven Chamber of Commerce, you can find that although we don't have much demand for those clothes, there are still many to buy, mainly to buy a piece of armor, and it comes with a glass container, and many clansmen go for that glass container." ”

Zheng Ming could vaguely see the embarrassed expression of the soup pot, when the meeting was held, he just mentioned the matter of the glass container, but he didn't expect the teacher and Milian to really mass-produce it and implement it like this.

It's relieved to think about it, just as he thought at the beginning, it is estimated that these goblins who make a living by their crafts have also discovered the mystery of making glass.

"It's here!" Hearing the reminder of the soup pot, Zheng Ming noticed that the passage was almost at the end, Mo Mo was obviously a little uncomfortable, his little hand grabbed her clothes tightly, and it didn't take long for him to pluck up his courage and jump off his back, not forgetting to grab Zheng Ming's free hand.

The bottom of the stairway is connected to a space of about 100 square meters, the height of the space is about ten meters, this height is enough for most races to come in and rest, for Zheng Ming's height of one meter and eight meters, it must be extremely spacious, from the overall structure of the space, it is not difficult to see that this space should be attached to the outside of the "Gunata Tower", the whole is fan-shaped outward expansion, it is estimated that there is more than one space like this.

Of the 100 square meters of space, except for this hall, which occupies half of the area, there are two small rooms that each occupy a quarter.

The surrounding walls did not look monotonous because of the height of the space, and the two brothers decorated the area into four exhibition walls, on which were placed all kinds of crystal products, and he also found that inside these crystal products, he could also see some weather changes, and even various mini-castles.

The dazzling array of exhibits made Mo Mo completely nervous, and at this time he was stretching out his little hand, touching this piece for a while, and touching that piece for a while, completely becoming a curious baby.

"There is no bargaining when you enter the door, and you don't take credit when you order. The sound of Momo running was not too loud, nor was it small, and there was such a sound from the room on the right.

Mo Mo was frightened, and hurriedly ran behind Zheng Ming, stretched out half of his head to look at the room, the door of the room was hidden, because there was no light, and he couldn't see the situation inside clearly when he looked through the crack in the door.

The soup pot seemed to be accustomed to this kind of thing, but he walked to the center of the hall, took out an iron hammer from the huge stove, and knocked it down with a "dang" gravity, as if he was a little satisfied, and saw him throw the hedron he had just beaten back into the furnace.

"Ouch, damn my baby!" As soon as the soup pot Li threw the spar into the stove, the old man in the room rushed out, and if it weren't for the three-centimeter scar on the left side of his face, he could hardly tell the difference between him and the soup pot stand.

If anything, he seemed to be a little shorter than the soup pot, and then he had the same pointed ears, pointed nose, muscles, and a pair of linen pants.

After this person came out, he just glanced at Zheng Ming and the others slightly, and then ran to the stove and pushed the soup pot away, and kept shouting, "How many times have you said it, this kind of spar is the best to keep his prototype, and it can't be used if you knock it." ”

After speaking, he took out the spar with a pair of pliers, threw it into the cesspool next to him, and threw another spar with a similar appearance into the stove.

The old man felt angry when he saw the soup pot standing like this, and muttered more, "How good it is to knock those finished products, if you can't keep your temperament, just knock my things." ”

Seeing that he listened to it, he didn't plan to say anything more, turned his head and prepared to enter the house, and glanced at Zheng Ming and them halfway, but still didn't say anything.

"Lipton, this is a disciple of the Holy Son of the Elves, don't say that I will not introduce you to others later. Seeing the old man's appearance, Tang Guoli knew that his cold temperament of ignoring people came up again, and he couldn't help but remind him, this sentence also let Zheng Ming know the identity of the old man, he should be Tang Guoli's twin brother, Tang Lidun.

Zheng Ming smiled embarrassedly, of course, he also shook Mo Mo's little hand tightly, Mo Mo understood, and was about to interject and immediately fell silent, although he didn't understand why his brother didn't tell them his true identity, but since his brother didn't let him say it, then listen to his brother.

"Holy Son?" Hearing the introduction of the soup pot, Tang Lidun muttered, and then looked at Zheng Ming seriously. Sure enough, it was an elf, and then he stared at the cannon barrel on his shoulder, and he didn't see what it was before.

Zheng Ming saw helplessly, Tang Lidun flashed in front of him as soon as he took a brisk step, and looked left and right with his hands behind his back, if it wasn't for his lack of height, it was estimated that he would have to touch it at this time.

Zheng Ming simply put down the cannon barrel vertically, let him see enough, because the cannon barrel is heavier, the movement is relatively light, his right hand is free, stretch out his hand, and say, "Hello, Mingzheng, elf clansman." ”

"Hello, Tang Lidun, goblin. Seeing Zheng Ming put down the cannon barrel, he just wanted to touch it, but when he saw that the owner of the cannon barrel took the initiative to say hello, he couldn't refute it. It's just that when he replied, he was more casual, and he let go immediately after shaking hands, holding the barrel and looking at it vigorously.

"Mingzheng, sit here for a while, let's have some wine. Tang Guoli knew that his brother had seen this treasure, and if he hadn't seen enough, he would not be able to stop, so he found a spacious rocking chair, motioned for Zheng Ming to sit down, and proposed two pots of old wine, and a plate of red treasured fruits on the low table.

After Zheng Ming agreed, he handed the cannon barrel directly to Tang Lidun, and didn't care about him, but gently hugged Mo Mo and sat down with him, and when he heard Mo Mo's stomach scream, he asked embarrassedly, "This...... Do you have anything to eat here?"

"Look at me, there are some and there are some, I caught the head of the head yesterday, and it was just stewed when I went out, and I will go and serve you some. With that, he walked towards another room.

In the past few days, in order to hurry, Zheng Ming and the others have eaten some fruits and wild vegetables, and their stomachs are really uncomfortable, although they don't know what kind of food they are eating, it must be meat, and they suddenly have a big appetite.

Seeing that he hadn't come out yet, Zheng Ming casually poured a glass of old wine and took a sip slightly, then picked up a treasure fruit and handed it to Mo Mo, this kind of treasure fruit is a specialty of the Eternal Night Forest, the flesh is watery, and sweet, Mo Mo took the treasure fruit and took a bite, his eyes smiled out of the crescent moon, not to mention how satisfied.