Chapter 67: Attacking Concubine (1)

Sure enough, the craftsmanship of the junior blacksmith is not very good, Ding Zhu pouted, looked at the fine iron one-handed crossbow in his hand, which can only be regarded as strong and durable, and there is still a long distance from the exquisiteness, and sighed deeply: Sure enough, you get what you pay for.

Forget it, the rich can only do so, but the attribute is better than the original bronze one-handed crossbow, of course, if only there was no nonsense in the explanation of this attribute......

Rough Mojia Jingtie One-Handed Crossbow: An item upgraded on the basis of the Mojia One-handed Crossbow, but the craftsmanship is average, and the quality is really rough. Strength +11, Dexterity +5, Dexterity +2, Attack Speed 1, Weapon Damage +13, White Item.

The sloppy blacksmith rubbed his hands and looked at Ding Zhu with a smile on his face: "This is already my good craft, please smile, and give me a five-star praise by the way!" ”

"For your craft, you're still going to ask me for twenty gold coins? I also want my five-star review!! Ding Zhu put away his one-handed crossbow and looked very angry.

At this time, the sloppy blacksmith had completely lost the momentum when he rejected Ding Candle, and he shrunk his shoulders slightly, looking a little pitiful: "If you don't give me a five-star review, I won't be able to take the exam...... It's very important to me, you see, can you ......."

"No! You're still so expensive for this kind of craft! Ding Zhu squinted his eyes and continued to induce the other party quietly towards his goal.

"However, but the price is the lowest price uniformly stipulated by the city hall, and I can't add a surcharge with my craftsmanship, so I am not qualified to reduce the price, it is really ......" The sloppy blacksmith said more and more quietly, and then he stretched his neck and decided to explain to himself: "Besides, I already said it at the time, I am just a junior blacksmith, you said it yourself, you chose me because I was cheap, how can you ...... now"

"What's wrong with me?"

"How can you say I'm expensive? I'm already cheap, and if it weren't for a poor person like you, I wouldn't have come to me......"

Creak!! This guy who looks shrunk actually refuses to let him take the slightest bit of cheapness in his mouth, this is simply an uncle can bear it and an aunt can't bear it!

Ding Zhu, who was scared, only felt very bad, "Even if I look for a bargain, is this the craft of a junior blacksmith?" Is there such a rough junior blacksmith? How did you spend your primary! Do you want me to give you a star! ”

Regarding the matter of hitting a few stars, it is estimated that it is really the weakness of the sloppy blacksmith, he stared at Ding Zhu in front of him with wide eyes for a while before he said angrily: "You are really despicable! They threatened me with this. ”

Hehe, there are many people who say that I am despicable, and I am not the only one who is missing.

"Good! I won't say more, anyway, the price can't be less! What the hell do you want to give me five stars! The sloppy blacksmith also puffed out his face, and he really wanted to stuff the group bar into the barrel and throw it into the sea for this kind of nonsense customer!

It seems that it can't be cheap...... There was some unhappiness in her heart that she didn't take advantage of it, Ding Candle rolled her eyes around, and finally her eyes fell on the arrows stacked in the corner, she immediately stretched out her fingers, pointed at those arrows and said, "I want that!" Five bags to ...... No! Ten bags! ”

Zhenbai squatted on the shoulder of Ding Zhu, who was happily counting the eight bags of arrows blackmailed from the blacksmith, with a cold face, until she left the blacksmith shop before she spoke: "Do you still have a bottom line as a man?" ”

"The bottom line? What's the bottom line? ”

"Look at it, that blacksmith is so poor, you still blackmail things from him, and, also, last time, you were so spineless to ask for things from the people who laughed at you, I found that all the arrogance, character and self-esteem of human beings seem to have nothing to do with you!" The more Mahaku spoke, the more sad and angry he became, and he almost felt that the light of hope in front of him was extinguished.

"I feel like I should teach you three things. First, don't judge people by their appearance, you think the blacksmith is poor when you see that the blacksmith shop is broken? Hehe, do you know what the arrowheads I'm coming to are made of? Anyway, it's made of better materials than fine iron, and people who can make things out of such expensive materials and pile them up in the corner, do you think they will be poor? ”

"Second, don't generalize about everything, that time it was obviously the other party's cat talking nonsense, and it doesn't have much to do with people, so let's take a look at it separately, okay?"

"Third, when my survival is affected, don't talk about any backbone, not to mention, I just accepted help from others, does this have anything to do with arrogance, character, and self-esteem? A person can only talk about these things if he survives first. ”

"Finally......" Ding Candle glanced at Zhenbai: "You remember for me, you are my cat!" You have to be on my side unconditionally! No ifs! Not much more do you think!! ”

The violent repression and the threat of not being given food temporarily made Mashiro sadly agree with Ding Candle's opinion, which made Ding Candle's heart so happy that he did not forget to say goodbye to the fat cat before taking the task.

"I'm leaving, say goodbye to me." Ding Candle was calm.

"Get out of here!" Mashiro rolled her eyes.

"Tell me it's a safe journey." Ding Zhu continued to calm down.

"Peace a hammer!" Really white grinning.

Bang bang bang!

Zhenbai meekly raised a paw and waved goodbye to Ding Candle, but there were three more big bags on his head; Ding Candle held his head high, but there were a few more cat paw prints on his face.

The place where he was scratched by Zhenbai was hot and painful, and Ding Zhu covered his face and raised his head to see a tall window with vertical panes.

The point is that there is no glass, and it is still night, and the cold wind blows in gusts of air, giving her layers of goosebumps on her skin.

After a slight hesitation, Ding Candle quickly began to look around, affected by the previous mission, she subconsciously evaluated the environment she had just entered, and began to reason about the identity of the character.

It was a dilapidated room, most of the room was stacked with logs, some of which were probably not dry, and in the dark room fermented an extremely strong musty smell.

Ding Zhu shrank in a corner at this moment, with some old straw laid under her, not only on her face, but also on her body, she looked at the painful places, which were red and swollen, and some places had been broken, which was obviously beaten.

Dressed in ancient costumes, locked up in the firewood room, and beaten, is it a maid this time?

It's not quite like it, even if Ding Zhu doesn't know anything about fashion, the clothes on this body are still very good, and there are a few good jewelry on her head, and more importantly, her hair is coiled, not like Yun Ying's unmarried maid.

Could it be that she is......