"Yes, my dear Brother Lemson, you heard me right, I need ore or deposits, not weapons, I plan to forge my own weapons, of course, it's not that I don't recognize the craftsmanship of the dwarven brothers, but you know, the weapons of the dwarves are very good, but they are too expensive, St. Yorktown is really, really shy, please don't laugh at me. Gu Feicang hurriedly said.

Hearing this, Lemson glanced at Gu Feicang, but his brows were slightly frowned, as a dwarf who had walked the human world for many years, he had already seen that what Gu Feicang wanted was indeed just ore, maybe there was a reason for the cyst shyness, but there was another reason that he didn't need the dwarf forging process.

Thinking of this, Lemson couldn't help but feel a wave of anger in his heart, for the dwarves, the biggest offense was to question their forging process, if it weren't for Gu Feicang not really saying that, I'm afraid Lemson would have turned his face and even started a war with St. Yorktown.

The more angry he was, the more Lemson looked at Gu Feicang, and suddenly, Lemson's eyes fell on the magic staff in Gu Feicang's hand, as a dwarf, Lemson's eyesight was naturally not weak, and he could see the root of the wand at a glance, in terms of strength, this wand only contained the magic power of a junior magician, and it was not a big deal, what really interested Lemson, this was very peculiar to the production process of the wand, and only used very simple materials to create a wand that could store magic power, which made Lemson, who was based on forging weapons, not interested？

"Dear Baron, I wonder if I'll be lucky enough to take a look at that wand in your hand?"

In his love for the forging process, after hesitating for a while, Lemson still couldn't hold back and said to Gu Feicang.

Gu Feicang looked at the wand in his hand, thought for a while and handed it to Lemson, after all, although this is not bad with a wand, but for Gu Feicang, who is already a junior magician, it is not so helpful, and he is not worried that a dwarf who is famous for forging will covet such a junior wand as him.

Carefully taking the wand in Gu Feicang's hand, Lemson observed it carefully, and nodded while observing, "Okay, good, really good, this kind of craftsmanship, even among our dwarf clan, there are few who can compare with it, it seems that Mr. Baron knows a master caster, no wonder he can't look down on our dwarves' craftsmanship." ”

"No, Dear Mr. Lemson, is there ...... of these?"

Hearing this, Gu Feicang suddenly panicked, knowing the habits of dwarves, he naturally knew how much dwarves valued their forging skills, and questioned their forging skills, which was enough to start a war, and immediately had to explain.

"Don't worry, Mr. Baron, I don't mean to be angry, yes, we dwarves have great trust and respect for our own forging skills, but this does not mean that we do not recognize the forging level of others, on the contrary, for those who have strong casting skills, we dwarves have always respected very much, just like the elves have the same level of wand making, we are very recognized. Seeing that Gu Feicang was about to explain, Lemson hurriedly said.

"It's just that there are too many people in this world who are famous, and the level is poor, and they always want to step on the reputation of our dwarf race, so we naturally can't tolerate it, although this wand is very shallow, but the materials are simple, the technique is crisp and neat, at a glance it is the master's handwriting, but unfortunately, I don't know if I can see the master's more exquisite works, this is simply a work of art, no wonder Mr. Baron needs ores and deposits, just rush this, we can buy it for you." “

"Really?" Gu Feicang was overjoyed when he heard this, and hurriedly asked.

"Of course. Lemson nodded and said, "However, although I agree to sell it, but this price, I still have to negotiate it carefully, I don't know what the psychological price of Mr. Baron is, I'll see, if I can, I can give you a minimum price." “

"That's best, for the first time, I don't need much ore, I only need a thousand units of iron ore, and if there is no ore, a small mine with an annual output of 10,000 units will do, as for the price? “

As soon as these words came out, several dwarves were stunned, Lemson frowned, and couldn't help but say: "Mr. Baron, what do you mean by this, for the sake of which casting master, I can give you a certain discount, and it also stems from being friends with St. Yorktown, but it doesn't mean that I can tolerate you teasing us." “

Seeing that Lemson was a little angry, Gu Feicang hurriedly said: "Mr. Lemson, don't be angry, you listen to me explain first, if you still feel dissatisfied after listening to me, I will personally give you a sincere apology, how about it?"

"Oh well. Seeing this, Lemson nodded.

"That's the case, actually, it's not that I don't want to give money, to be honest, I'm just a very poor nobleman, I don't have much gold in my hand, and I can't afford to buy iron ore, so I want to pay in another way, that is, to sign a brotherhood contract with the dwarves, and ask the dwarves to support a part of our ore in St. Yorktown, as a reward, from now on, the dwarves sell weapons in our St. Yorktown, and they don't need to pay taxes, and our St. Yorktown is also willing to become a sales office for dwarves to sell weapons, what do you think?" Gu Feicang said.

"This is ridiculous, Lord Lamson, don't promise him. One of the dwarves said without even thinking about it.

"That is, when we dwarves still need a human town as a sales office, I don't know how many people want to buy our dwarven weapons, and there has never been such a situation. Several other dwarves said in unison.

On the contrary, it was Lemson, who was a lot more serious in the end, although his brows were furrowed, he didn't cut it directly like the other dwarves, but looked at Gu Feicang and said: "Lord Baron, I really haven't heard of your statement, but I am still willing to believe you and listen to your explanation, so you can just say what you think, I have a careful judgment." “

"Lord Lemson......"

"I'm in my own hands, don't talk about it. Lemson waved his hand, interrupting the others' words, and looked at Gu Feicang quietly with a pair of eyes.

Seeing this, Gu Feicang hurriedly said, "If Mr. Lemson is willing to believe me, then I will tell me what I think in my heart." “