"What? You want to customize four hundred sets at a time?" Emily's expression was not surprise, but horror.

Generally speaking, her blacksmith shop can't sell twenty sets of armor in a year, and most of it is a tinkering business.

It is precisely for this reason that the middle-aged man with a beard will offer such price terms. Because in his memory, he has never encountered a big business of more than ten sets. Based on this judgment, he does not mind verbally "giving profits".

However, this time he really ran into a big customer....... Although each set costs twenty-five silver coins, or even lower, there is still a lot of money, but who wouldn't want to make a little more!

Of course, it is unpleasant to earn less, but when the number of transactions increases to a certain size, it can still be a significant income. And what shocked Emily was not that she was making less money, but that the teenager had customized so many sets of armor at one time, and where she used it.

In case of....... If there is a big mess in the future, and the big people will seriously investigate it, then her blacksmith shop will be implicated, and even she will be sent directly to the gallows!

She wants to make money, but she will never guarantee her blacksmith shop or even her own life!

Facing Emily's inadvertent aura, Yun Lang was unmoved, looked at her sideways, and smiled faintly.

"I said, tentatively four hundred sets, if you can all ensure quality and quantity, I will consider customizing more!" Yunlang replied calmly.

"You know....... I'm not just asking!" Emily looked at the calm clouds and waves, and realized that this young man was definitely not an ordinary person, so she calmed down a little, she took a deep breath, and continued to ask, "I want to know, what exactly do you use so much armor for?"

"You sell things, I buy things, do you need to know what the person who buys things wants to do with his things?" Yun Lang's face sank and he asked rhetorically.

"Yes!" Emily replied firmly, and explained slightly: "Weapon armor, not kitchen knives and hoes, this is a sharp weapon for murder and conquest, I want to make sure that the weapons and armor sold from me are not used by unknown people as much as possible!"

"Hehe......." Yun Lang smiled again: "Hehe, you have to think clearly, the business of four hundred sets of armor is not a small number, I'm afraid that a store like yours will not be able to sell so many armors in two or three years!"

Emily also smiled and did not hide it: "Four hundred sets....... Hehe, since I took charge of the blacksmith's shop, I haven't sold 200 sets! But I have my own rules, you can't explain what you want it for, and I won't cooperate with you no matter how many orders you make. ”

"Are you sure?" Yun Lang asked rhetorically.

"I'm sure!" Emily grimaced, unwavering.

"Hahahaha......." Yun Lang turned around and beckoned Vivien to walk towards the main entrance of the blacksmith shop.

Everyone in the blacksmith shop was looking at Yunlang, but no one stepped forward to save them.

When Yunlang was about to go out, he suddenly stopped, turned to Emily and said, "You....... I'd like you to take some time to head to the Lord's Mansion soon and talk about the next steps. ”

Emily was taken aback when she heard this, and then asked eagerly, "You....... Are you the new lord?"

"Emily, I hope that your decision today will be your credo for the rest of your life. There is no good or evil in weapons and armor, but there is good and evil in the people who make and use them!" Yun Lang turned and walked out of the blacksmith shop.

Emily chased after him with a complicated expression, and was about to try to explain a few words, when Yunlang stopped again and looked back at Sylvia, who had been looking at him.

"Lady Baron, shouldn't you say hello when you see your lord?" Yun Lang coldly broke Sylvia's identity.

Sylvia's smiling face suddenly froze, a little embarrassed for a moment, but then returned to normal.

"Salute to you, my lord!" Sylvia stood up, bowed without humility or arrogance, and added, "Hopefully, the etiquette of being late is not too late!"

"Heh, you're too slow! That alone disappoints me!" Yun Lang said and left directly.

Sylvia and Emily chased out the door together, but Yunlang was already far away. Seeing that he walked resolutely, it was not good for the two of them to forcibly shout to stop him!

"Old friend, he seems to have recognized you for a long time.......? You already recognized him?" Emily asked, slightly unhappily, "You should have told me sooner....... If I had known he was a lord, I wouldn't have confronted him head-on.......! My blacksmith shop is just a little more complex, and this is in vain. ”

Sylvia hurriedly explained: "If I had confirmed his identity a long time ago, I wouldn't have been slow to admit it, and I wouldn't be bored." Believe me, Emily, I have absolutely no intention of hiding it, and I have not met the new lord beforehand....... I wondered, why did he recognize me?"

Sylvia really couldn't figure it out.......

"By the way, he said you were late, and he was disappointed....... What's going on?" and Emily didn't want to take it too seriously, so she turned to other doubts.

"This....... That's one of the reasons I'm in a hurry to get here. Sister Emily, I can't tell you about this for the time being, but when I can, I will not hide it. Sylvia explained with a wry smile.

Emily has a free and easy personality, and when she sees that Sylvia has something unspeakable, she hurriedly smiles and nods, and pulls her back to the blacksmith shop.

At this moment, a room full of blacksmiths gathered in front of Emily and looked straight at her with worried expressions.

"Let's all go back to work....... See what I'm doing?" Amily urged, waving her hand.

The bearded middle-aged man stepped forward and said, "Emily, I am also responsible for this matter, if the lord punishes me, let me bear it!"

"Fourth brother, what do you say? I'm the owner of the shop, so if something happens, ....... I should carry it!" Emily was a little impatient: "Go to work!

The blacksmiths returned to their places and continued to be busy. But after this incident, everyone's hearts were a little heavy.......

Emily and Sylvia sat down at the small table again.

Emily grabbed her magnum and drank it down. Take a long breath to feel more comfortable.

"Old friend, you're a baron, this matter ....... You should help me!" Emily whispered.

Sylvia smiled and nodded: "Don't worry, if he insists on punishing you, I will save you even if I fight hard!"

"Go, go....... It's really getting to that point, I'd rather die than pull you in!" Emily was dissatisfied, and explained in more detail: "I mean, you help me analyze and analyze, did he let me go to his lord's mansion to discuss the matter of customizing four hundred sets of armor in detail, or because I offended him and wanted to send me to the gallows?"

"The new lord is not very old, but he has an extraordinary mind, and every move has a deep meaning. The conversation just now was probably trying to test you......." Sylvia tried to analyze.

"Ah....... What is he trying me to do? I don't know him!" exclaimed Emily.

"As far as I guess, he may be trying to test whether you have a direct connection with the bandits outside and the forces lurking in Shining Gold Town. "Sylvia was able to succeed the Baron, and it was not by force that she became the head of the clan.

"Oh....... I kind of understand, if I don't care about it, and I am very happy to accept the business of 400 sets of armor directly, it will indirectly show that I can also have business dealings with those bandits. I insisted on asking where the armor was, regardless of the quality of the business, indirectly indicating that I had no contact with the bandits in the past. Emily froze.

Suddenly, she slammed her fist and said with some fear: "Fortunately, the old lady is cautious, otherwise she will be ....... by this kid."

"Ahem....... Sylvia saw that his old friend was speechless, and hurriedly reminded: "Be careful, be careful....... This lord is not the same as the previous lord, so you must pay attention to it!"

"Yes, yes......." Emily hurriedly poured herself a glass, drank it all again, and asked cautiously, "So, he asked me to go to the Lord's Mansion as soon as possible, because he wanted to talk about the business of four hundred sets of armor?"

Sylvia nodded in approval.

Suddenly, she had a strange idea again, so she smiled and said, "Hehe, maybe....... Not exactly!"

"Huh, what else is he trying to do?" Emily was a little nervous.

Sylvia took a drink before she said mysteriously: "As far as I have heard, the new lord admires beautiful women who are older and stronger, such as the lady of the sky, Mansa White, and lives in his inner courtyard......."

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