Bello listened to the side, with a helpless face, although the story generally comes from life, this processing is also a bit exaggerated, and the first time Rogo went was obviously because the outer armor structure could not be stabilized, resulting in the inability to transform from the experimental form to the mass production form, so it was denied by the Technician Association. How come it is that in this story, it becomes that the technician association can't understand it?

Probably because the young man's emotions were more contagious, and the people around him heard that Luo Ge was scolded for the first time because he was too clever and the Technician Association couldn't understand it, and they all laughed knowingly, and the atmosphere in the carriage was very happy for a while.

"And then, how did you pass?" The girl with glasses is very intelligent and a qualified pamperer. She made an expression of wanting to continue listening, and the young man's spirit became even stronger.

"Later, you don't know! Master Luo Ge had a teacher, he took the work back, let the teacher look at it, and his teacher scolded: 'You are so complicated, those pigs can understand it, just take out your seven or eight years old and show them it!' Master Luo Ge did not dare to do what his teacher said, but he knew the idea, changed his work ten times easier, and went to the Technician Association for the second time, as a result, the judges were stunned, did not dare to say a word, and all passed Master Luo Ge's master craftsman assessment. ”

"Master Luo Ge and Teacher?" asked the man in the young couple suspiciously, his female companion's chin rested on his shoulder, and the young couple looked at the young man with surprised eyes.

"Of course!" the young man had an expression of "You have never seen the world", "According to our host, Master Luo Ge's teacher may be a peak grandmaster or a divine craftsman! If it weren't for this master, I wouldn't have had to make this trip now!"

"Oh, what do you say?" the nervous middle-aged man next to him suddenly spoke, looking very interested.

"This Grandmaster may have broken through in Belparo, and even if he didn't, he was on the verge of breaking through. The young man looked like an old god was there, and said very firmly. "If it hadn't been for the breakthrough in Belparo, it would definitely not have been possible to leave so many drawings! Many of our Belparo chambers of commerce have received drawings authorized by the Parker family for free!" After speaking, he pronounced the word "each" a little more.

Drawings? What does this have to do with drawings? Bello suddenly felt that this story seemed to be vaguely connected to him.

"It's the drawings!" The young man looked at the puzzled eyes of the people around him, and nodded very affirmatively, "Basically, every family has been authorized to make drawings! If it weren't for the grandmaster, it would be impossible to make so many drawings, and if it wasn't for the breakthrough, it wouldn't be so authorized by every family!" The surrounding audience, except for Bello, nodded slowly, indicating that this logic was absolutely correct. A grandmaster, or a god craftsman, breaks through in Belparo, and is in a good mood, and directly authorizes the drawings, and should let others share his good mood, this reason is simply too right. This kind of thing has not happened once or twice in history.

Bello couldn't laugh or cry, did he mean that he would become a great master? If he really wanted to be discovered, would he be killed?

After the young man finished guessing, he smiled and said to Bello: "If you want me to say, you don't have to go to Sacrath at all, what about Saknas? Is there a grandmaster? Is there a great grandmaster? Our Belparo has a great grandmaster! In a few years, it will definitely surpass Sacrath." There was an inexplicable sense of superiority in his tone. The few people who listened to what he said were all honored, and they all stood up unconsciously.

Grand Master!

This may be the pinnacle of a technician! It is said that a person who can design artifact drawings! Belparo actually has a great master?

"We've also gotten the authorization for the drawings of the 'Four Links'! I'm going to settle the bill, just stop all the existing business and directly make the authorized drawings!" The young man finally said the relationship between the Grand Master and him, "That's the drawings authorized by the Great Grandmaster! Brother, our Belparo is about to be developed! You are going to Sacnas now, it's not worth it!" His last two sentences were to Bello. Bello smiled and didn't reply.

The journey is very physically demanding.

The young man's energy is strong, and he can't survive the boredom and fatigue of the journey. After chatting for a long time, a group of people were tired. As the carriage got hotter and hotter, the spirits of the people became more and more depressed.

It didn't take long for the people in the car to lose their energy and fall asleep. The child was already asleep, and the old woman in black held him, always maintaining the child's stable posture, and every time Belo looked over, he felt that the old woman's movements had never changed. Pity the hearts of parents all over the world, and in any environment, they want their children to be better and better. In this carriage, after all, it was bumpy, and the old lady held this small child, and she didn't dare to move for a long time, for fear that she would wake up from the bump. It's really hard to be an elder.

The women of the small couple had already slept, leaning on the man's shoulder, saliva flowed out and flowed onto the man's coat, and the man also maintained a stiff posture, not daring to move, and looked at the woman leaning on his shoulder from time to time, with a happy smile on his face.

The middle-aged man who was like a god closed his eyes and sat in his seat, as if he had words in his mouth, but he didn't know what to read. When Belo looked over, the priest was harassed by Bello's gaze, opened his eyes, and turned his head to look at the sky. Open a gift bag that you have with you.

This god-like middle-aged man carried a delicate hand-held suitcase, half a foot long and wide, and the height of a slap. The locks on it are all made of copper, and they are yellow and shining.

Bello came out with a scripture or something for the priest. As a result, the middle-aged man took out a heavy small bag from inside. When I opened the pouch, I suddenly felt a smell of fragrance permeating the carriage.

It's a barbecue! It looks like a lamb's leg, a whole lamb's hind leg.

Smelling the smell, Bello suddenly felt hungry too. The smell of barbecue wafted through the carriage, and everyone in the carriage woke up.

Bello also picked up his bag, opened it, there was prepared dry bread in it, took out the dry bread, and bit it into his stomach one by one.

The woman in the small couple also woke up, and saw that she had put saliva on her husband's shoulder, and while blushing and saying something, she wiped it repeatedly with a handkerchief, how can this thing be wiped off the big one, the husband smiled and let his wife do it, took out two breads with bacon from his bag, and handed one to his wife.

The sound of squirming woke up the child in the old woman's arms, and he opened his sleepy eyes, and the old lady quickly lowered her head and whispered in his ear, not knowing what to say, and the child turned his head in confusion, looked around, and then broke free from the old woman's arms.

Probably smelling the aroma of barbecued meat, the child followed the smell and looked at the shiny leg of lamb in the hand of the priest.

The priest didn't care about other people's eyes at all, tore a piece of meat and threw it in his mouth to chew, not knowing when to take out a delicate bottle, chew it for a while, and then hold the bottle and take a sip.

Eating bread, Bello suddenly faintly sounded the sound of horses' hooves, which was swift and violent, faintly heard from Bello, and within two seconds, it was clearly audible, and then the sound became louder and louder, like a storm.

What's the situation?

Bello got up from his seat with a loaf of bread in one hand, and looked out the back window to see a large number of horses catching up from behind, and for a moment the surroundings were like a tidal wave that eroded the original convoy.

The bespectacled girl seemed frightened, got up and leaned against the carriage, looking out of the side window. Bello noticed that the girl's clothes were quite delicate, and the glasses on her nose were also very delicate, half framed, the lower half of the frame was yellow brushed metal, and the upper half of the frame was not metal, just bare polished glass edges.

Behind the girl was the window, and she half-turned, leaning on the window and looking diagonally.

The horses outside seemed to be coming towards the convoy, and I don't know what it was. Bello noticed that the atmosphere in the carriage, which had been lively, suddenly froze. The priest didn't even eat, so he hurriedly put his things in his bag, and in a panic, he also lay on the window of the car to watch.

"Ah~!" I don't know why, the child in the car screamed loudly, the voice was sharp and thin, it seemed that no one was paying attention to him, which made him very unhappy. The old woman beside him hurriedly covered his mouth and chattered anxiously in his ear. The child didn't care about the old woman's words, and struggled to get out of the old woman's hand, screaming loudly as he drilled back.

The passengers in the car immediately looked at these two people with ugly faces. The child felt that everyone was looking at him, and seemed to be very proud, and opened his mouth and shouted twice.

"Please let him be quiet!" the neurotic middle-aged man seemed to have a tendency to rage, and gritted his teeth as he said this. The old woman was so frightened that she quickly covered the child's mouth and pulled it into her arms.

The child didn't buy it at all, struggling to shout again, the nervous middle-aged man pulled the child out of the old woman's hand, grabbed his throat, the child was pinched and coughed, and the old woman was so frightened that she rushed forward to snatch the child back.

The nervous middle-aged man pushed the old woman aside with one hand, pinched the child to himself with the other hand, and said viciously: "I'm screaming, strangling you!" After speaking, he threw the child to the old woman, and the child was so frightened that he didn't dare to scream or shout, and he burst into tears, and his neck was red.

As soon as the child was handled, he felt a rider approaching the carriage and yelling for the driver to stop.

The driver did not resist and obediently stopped the car, and the rider asked him to open the door again, and the driver did so.

The rear door is opened, and sunlight shines through the rear door. Bello and the others saw a figure standing outside the back door and shouted in a deep voice: "Come out! Come out!

This is a man wearing a cowboy hat, wearing tattered cotton shoulders, * two arms, and the front of his cowboy hat is pressed very low, and the whole person looks more gloomy.

The people in the carriage didn't know what was going on, and they got out of the back door one by one. Bello followed and got out of the station, in the middle of the crowd. Outside the door, it was discovered that the entire convoy had stopped moving forward, and the carriages were parked on the main road.

This road is said to be a big road, but in fact it is not big, and the dirt road is relatively smooth, which can only accommodate a horse-drawn carriage to move forward. On both sides of the road are birch trees that were planted at an unknown time, and the branches and leaves of the birch trees are so thick that a few people can't hold them. Beyond the birch trees is a wild land full of greenery. The terrain on both sides of the road is in the form of a hillside, and various vines and small trees grow densely on the slopes.

"One car, one gold taler! In your car, ten people, one person and one silver coin! Hurry up and get the money! If you don't have the money, you won't have the money to take your life! Don't blame me for not explaining it in advance!" The man didn't care about thirty, seven, twenty, or twenty, carrying a long sword in one hand and stretching out his hand to beg for money in the other.

Hearing this, Eryan quickly reached out and groped in his arms for a moment, and put a silver coin in the man's hand. Then came the husband and wife, and the husband hesitated for a moment, then took two silver coins from his jacket pocket and put them in the man's hand.

Is this a robbery?

Not like.

Is this a tax?

Not like that.

What the hell is this group coming from?

While thinking, Bello took out a silver coin and threw it into the hand of the man on his shoulder.