"I'm afraid I'll recognize you!" Lancelot stretched, his clothes a little small, and he stretched his waist to reveal the strong abs in his abdomen. When he says "people," he means Olivier.

Bello looked at the two men. Lancelot should be sure to be a member of the revolutionary army, but which force is this Bella? He knows relatively little about the so-called forces, and he doesn't know which force they belong to even when they put their names in front of him. I thought to myself: It seems that I have to supplement this common sense in the future, and don't be confused when I shouldn't use it.

"It's so terrible to say that people!" Bella pouted and rolled her eyes, with an innocent and coquettish posture of "people don't want to", like a little girl who has just entered her first love and is having trouble with her boyfriend.

Lancelot didn't eat her at all, and said directly to the master, "Old sir, we and they have half the production of armor!" he said over and over again, pointing at Bella, and continued, "We, not as big as them, don't have that much cash, but we can pay for it with raw materials." We will make up for the price of the finished product, what do you think?

The price of raw materials is 30%, which is more sincere. That is, the raw materials for making three pieces of armor are provided, and only one piece of armor is exchanged.

"No problem! No problem!" Old Jeremi watched the excitement for a long time, and knew that these two were very big, and he didn't dare to take Qiao, so he directly agreed.

Even so, the Pike family made a lot of money.

"But the two of you may not know that the current production of this armor is a little low! It may not produce a few sets a year!" Old Jeremi wanted to cry without tears, as soon as he opened his mouth, he asked for 5,000 sets, and the production capacity could only provide one set a year. Do you want to make it for 5,000 years and then send it to people?

Low capacity?

This...... How to fix it?

It's a problem!

Industrial production generally has such problems, and Bello knows this thing very well. At the beginning, all the accessories were individually customized, of course, it would be very slow, but with the passage of time, the concept of standard parts was generated, and the materials, key indicators, and specifications were clearly regulated, and assembly line accessories were formed. Generally speaking, it takes time to accumulate and improve efficiency.

It seems that the Gang Pike family has to think about the standard accessories, Bello thought as he nodded knowingly.

Lancelot saw this action, and couldn't help laughing: "What are you nodding, Bello? Obviously he is still a little ghost, how can he learn the same as an adult." ”

Lancelot loved to laugh, and as a man, he smiled beautifully and heartily. Just treating people as imps makes Bello unhappy.

Bello ignored him, went straight back to his seat, and asked, "Aren't you all hungry? It's already noon, isn't it?" Grandpa Geremy, these two of you will probably have to have lunch here today. Or are you going out to eat?" he said to several people.

Hearing Bello's words, Jeremy felt that it was indeed time to have lunch, and said in a loud voice: "Eat out, eat outside, I'll be the east, go to the 'White Burj Al Aral" for lunch, the distinguished guests come to the door, how can we be the hosts to entertain well." He looked at Lenslow and Bella with his eyes.

"Hey, don't bother me so much, old man, I'll be cheeky and have a stewed lunch at your house! As for Bella, we don't care about her wherever she likes to go. "Lancelot is very talkative and easy-going, and just asks for something to eat at Pike's house.

After he finished speaking, he squinted at Bella, and saw this stunning demon girl smile slightly, bowed down lightly and said, "I'm bothering your family! After all, we have to continue to figure things out in the afternoon! Also, little brother, I'm particularly interested in the market user portrait you said, can you tell me about it?" This resentful gaze was full of electricity, and Bello's heart fluttered for a long time before he recovered.

Both of them said that they were eating at Pike's house, and old Jeremy wanted to pull people out to entertain them, but seeing their insistent attitude, there was no way to change it, so they had to arrange for the family to cook quickly.

Seeing that Jeremy had arranged it, Belo cast his eyes on Lancelot, then squinted, took off his chin and looked in the direction of Bella, and asked, "You don't want to introduce the origin of this sister? I have never seen such a beautiful sister, is it a goddess who has descended? Is it the goddess of love? Or the goddess of the moon? I don't even dare to peek at it!" he tilted his head and squinted his eyes as he spoke, making a look of peeking and not daring to look. His gesture made Bella giggle again.

"She, your sister, is quite a small one! Guess what she came from?" Lancelot deliberately teased Bello, not directly, but let the boy guess.

"I want to know why I ask you?" Bello said, "I despise you." "You let me guess, at least you have to give a clue, right?"

"Clues, your sister has already told you herself, think about the name of her chamber of commerce?" said Lancelot with a smile as he looked at Bello.

"'Red Moon' Chamber of Commerce?" 'Red Moon' Chamber of Commerce!" After reading this name twice, Belo easily thought of the swordsmanship "Red Moon Swordsmanship" that he had practiced.

Red Moon!

Belo secretly thought: The name Red Moon is not uncommon at all, and there are too many people who are called the Red Moon for various purposes. Lancelot thought he could have guessed. And there is a lot of power behind this Bella. Then this must be a very well-known organization.

So......

Before Bello could finish his thoughts, he heard old Jeremy ask, "This lady, I'm afraid it's the person from the 'Blood Moon Salute', right?"

Lancelot revealed Bella's identity, and the beauty did not object, but just watched quietly. It doesn't matter if Lancelot unlocks his true identity.

When old Jeremy asked about Lancelot's identity, she became interested, and looked at Lancelot half-lying in a chair as if she was watching a good show.

"It's better not to know my identity than to know!" Lancelot spread his hands and made a helpless look, "Knowing my identity is not good for you and your family, it is better to pretend not to know." "The revolutionary army was registered with the government, and the development of the revolutionary army was expressly forbidden. When Lancelot said this, old Jeremy could probably guess which Lancelot's power was. Sometimes, pretending not to know is more effective than knowing clearly.

Old Jeremi has a toothache, doing business with the revolutionary army, if you don't do it, you will lose your head, although the government is now turning a blind eye to the business of many revolutionary troops, but after all, it is something that has been expressly forbidden, and this thing is too risky.

But he didn't dare to say no, everyone found his house, and he made so much effort that he refused directly, for fear that it would also bring ruin to the family.

For a while, the old man was in a dilemma.

"What kind of organization is the Celebration of the Blood Moon, is it bigger than ours, tell me about it before lunch, Lancelot!" Bello could see that old Jeremi was hesitant, he could help think of a solution to this matter, but before that, he had to gather information before he could determine if it was feasible.

Lancelot heard Bello's question and said in surprise, "You don't know?" After speaking, he saw Belo nodding.

"You'd better tell me about all these big organizations! I don't know anything about it, neither my father, nor my mother, nor Uncle Otto, nor Sister Ruili have told me about it!" The most valuable thing in the world is information, and the least valuable thing is also information. Bello felt it was important for him to have enough information at his disposal.

Seeing Bello's look of longing, Lancelot didn't refuse.

"The so-called power, I don't need to say it, you know it!" Lancelot pointed to the top of his head, "It's them!"

"Temple?" Bello asked.

"Yes, whether it is the control of the city, the number of masters, the number of technicians, there is no force that can surpass the temple. Now the most powerful temple is the Temple of Light, and the worse ones are the twelve main gods and the twenty-four subordinate gods! Of course, some gods have long been out of the temple, and no one believes in them anymore, but when they say it, they are generally used to call it that. In fact, there are only a few active temples!"