Chapter 61: The Dwarf Who Drinks Like Blood

"Are you crazy? 500,000 gold coins! That's 500,000 gold coins! You dare to say how many times you can get drunk when you buy wine!" Barry yelled directly at Gron.

Gronn looked at Barry and Dirk, shook his head and said, "One more thing I want to make clear to you first, the 500,000 gold coins I mentioned do not include materials. It's just my handiwork fee of 500,000 gold coins, and you can provide the materials yourself. ”

"Boss, let's go! This old guy may not be drunk yet. You said, taking Dirk's hand and walking out the door.

Dirk placed his hand on Paris's shoulder and motioned for him to calm down. Then he turned to Gronn and asked, "Can you tell me why it's this price?"

Gronn smiled and said, "Stinky boy, aren't you leaving, why are you coming back?"

"Senior Gelong is a master of the forging world, you want to say that the price will definitely have your reason, it must not be nonsense, so I want to ask why?" Dirk said calmly.

"You're a funny little guy, and it's okay to tell you. I've just looked at your drawings three times, and I don't know what you've done with it, but I'm sure of two things. ”

"First. The blueprint you gave me is basically a few scattered parts, and the corresponding size and weight. Arguably the most complex part I've seen so far, with five to seven times the amount of work that dagger to do. That's why your price will be fixed at 500,000. ”

"Second, in my experience, the weight you marked above is not ordinary fine iron. Because the thing you want is too light, and yet there's only one metal that I can do, Greenman Ice. Not only is this metal very expensive, but it is also extremely difficult to forge. As long as the heat is slightly higher when the temperature rises, this Greenman ice metal will instantly vaporize, and all materials will be scrapped. ”

"Two stinky boys, you say, is the price I am proposing too much?" said Gelon calmly for the two of them.

The design in Gelong's hand is not Dirk's own masterpiece, but a work completed by Dirk and Cangjie together. The values shown on the drawings happen to be the handiwork of Cangjie.

Barry's eyes rolled, and he walked over to Gron's side and said with a smile, "Old man Gron, I know you dwarves love to drink the most. I recently discovered a fine wine called Ice Night, which I can give you to taste. But...... Our production fee, hehe, can you give us a free one?"

Barry knew that the Gronn in front of him could be said to be denied by his six relatives when it came to wine, and if there was really a good wine, maybe he would really be able to make him without charging any production fees.

Unexpectedly, Gronn directly refused: "Ice Blue Night? I know, I remember having a bottle at Hader's house." It's really good, but it's not my type. ”

"How's the seed of God? It's a rare wine. Barry continued.

Gronn replied disdainfully: "The seed of God? is the treasure that your father's brother has in the wine cabinet? If he really did it from God, I think God would cry because of him. Think about that smell and vomit ....... As he spoke, Gronn put on a vomiting expression.

"And ......" Barry was still trying to recall all the wine lists he had stored in his head, but was stopped by Gron's hand.

"Barry boy, don't bother. You know that our dwarves' greatest hobby is to taste good wine, and I have tasted all the good wines in Norstan, and you can't bring out good wine that I haven't drunk. If there is, haha. It's not impossible to help you avoid this manual fee. Gronn said triumphantly.

Hearing Gronn say this, Barry lowered his head, he felt guilty, and in the end he still couldn't help Dirk.

Dirk's eyes, who were listening to them on the side, lit up, and he hurriedly asked, "Is what Senior Gelong said true?"

"Of course, we dwarves hate all these false lies, and our words are hard as steel. As he spoke, Gron's fist struck his chest violently with his right fist, making a thumping sound.

The corners of Dirk's mouth twitched, hard as steel?What kind of adjective are these?Don't you dwarves go to class?

"Boss, what are you laughing at? Do you have this old fellow who hasn't drunk wine? He was right, he did like to taste fine wine, and I remember that he bought the most expensive bottle of wine in the city, worth 800,000 gold coins. Barry said and licked his lips. Apparently he also tasted the sweetness.

Dirk patted Barry on the shoulder, smiled and said, "Fate is something that sometimes really can't be said well. Then Dirk turned and said aloud:

"Senior Gelong, I know that there is a good wine, the color is like the finest jade jewelry, the fragrance is more charming than any flower, and it also contains an explosive enthusiasm inside, which will definitely make you intoxicated. Dirk said.

"Really?!" said Gron as he rushed straight in front of Dirk and grabbed Dirk's shoulders with his big strong hand.

Feeling the strength coming from his shoulder, and Gron's eager expression, Dirk smiled, this dwarf is really cute.

"Of course it's true, wouldn't you ...... if I could bring you that wine. ”

"It's free! I'll give you all these things for free, but I want you to make the materials." Hehe, I won't tell you that I'm not angry, I can't be hungry when I see wine, most of the money is spent on wine, and I can't afford these materials for you. Gronn said embarrassedly.

"Then it's decided, I'll provide you with the materials and you can help me forge it, and I'll give you the wine I promised you in a week. Dirk said.

"What are you doing in a week? Three days! No, I can get you these parts in two days." Gronn said eagerly.

Dirk was first overjoyed and then lost in thought when he heard Gron's words, and finally frowned: "Senior Gron, you may not know that Barry and I will participate in a very dangerous trial in the future, and the things you help us make are the things that will ensure our safety." I don't want you to rush and end up with imperfect parts. ”

"What's more, this kind of material made by processing and rushing is not in line with your status as a dwarven casting master. ”

Gronn smiled awkwardly at Dirk's words, and his slightly swarthy face gradually turned rosy.

"Haha, I'm too anxious, just a week. I'll give you the perfect set of parts, the kind of wine you call me. As he spoke, Gronn wiped the saliva from the corners of his mouth with his hand.

"It's a deal!"