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Three days later

Huang Fei was appointed as the deputy city lord of Xuantie City, in charge of taxation, water conservancy, civil affairs, logistics and other miscellaneous affairs, according to Yang Yi, it was to discover his former strengths as a quartermaster, Midro also served as the deputy city lord, in charge of city defense and law and order, and Fran was responsible for intelligence gathering. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The third prince Yang Yi has now become a hands-off shopkeeper, he takes a bird cage every day and wanders around Xuantie City, in the name of experiencing the people's feelings, but people often find him frequently in and out of the most popular Fengyue places, but in his words, as long as I am here, other officials will not dare to come, this is the supervision of the curve to save the country.

Now the actual executor of Xuantie City has become Huang Fei, who is only sixteen years old and can become the deputy city lord, which can also be regarded as unprecedented in the Imperial Continent.

At this time, Huang Fei looked at the information presented below, and frowned more and more.

Xuantie City is located in the center of the Songfeng Plain, and the Songfeng Plain is a dense black fairy forest to the north, more than 300 miles to the west is the Robben Empire, a part of the northeast is adjacent to the Mengke Empire, and the south is the same as the Great Shang Empire and the southeast, which is an area where the Roben Empire, the Mengke Empire, and the Great Shang Empire intersect.

As a frontier within the frontier, the Songfeng Plain has only a reputation for producing dwarven weapons in addition to some strategic positions.

In the east, there are hundreds of thousands of iron horsemen of the Möngke Empire, and nearby, there are 50,000 Black Sand Bandits who are notorious in the Songfeng Plain, plus 5,000 soldiers of Midero, not to mention, there are those dwarves who have always been dissatisfied with human rule.

Huang Fei felt more and more that the two thousand soldiers brought by the third prince Yang Yi were really not able to handle it, and it seemed that if Xuantie City wanted to develop steadily, it must increase its armaments.

But you need gold coins to recruit soldiers, you need gold coins to buy equipment, everything needs gold coins, just looking at the dilapidated appearance of Xuantie City, you don't know how many gold coins are needed, just rely on that little tax, don't even think about it.

After thinking about it, Huang Fei still decided to fight these dwarves first, after all, the only famous and valuable thing in Xuantie City was the weapons of the dwarf clan.

Originally, Huang Fei's plan was to buy it from the dwarves at a low price, and then transport it out of the Songfeng Plain to sell it to merchants in other cities at a high price, and make a difference.

Unexpectedly, they visited almost all the dwarven blacksmith shops, and when those people of the dwarf clan heard the intention, they waved their hands and said no.

Huang Fei finally understood why the dwarves were so poor, and the weapons created by the dwarves were sold so expensive.

For the dwarves, as long as they have a bite to eat, they will never sell their weapons, although selling a weapon is enough for these dwarven craftsmen to eat for decades.

The most common thing these dwarves do is to build a better weapon or armor, and they will destroy what they have previously made themselves that is inferior to the new weapons and armor.

Therefore, basically every dwarf family will have a few heirloom weapons and equipment, which are left by the elders, but each family is actually very poor.

But these dwarves are happy to do it.

To put it nicely, these dwarves are constantly surpassing themselves, to summarize it in Huang Fei's words, it is a blind toss.

We dwarves have the dignity of our dwarves, don't try to impress us with your gold coins!" said a dwarven elder

Even if the weapons forged by our dwarves are destroyed, they will never be exchanged for your gold coins, and the smell of copper on your human bodies is really disgusting to the hardworking dwarves!, a respected dwarven elder shouted

His words immediately resonated with the surrounding dwarves, yes, the dwarven weapons would rather be damaged than sold.

denounced Huang Fei, and the actions to maintain the dignity of the dwarf race rose wave after wave, and even reached a small climax.

Here's what a dwarven wandering poet put it:

Humble human beings

You think you're using dirty gold coins

It will take away the dignity of our holy and great dwarf race

Even if there are more gold coins

We can only tell you with our actions

You can never afford the dignity of the dwarves

Go humblely

Weak and ignorant human beings

Huang Fei was annoyed, as for the big fart thing, it was so exaggerated, what did I do?

In the end, this matter has deviated from the original intention of the matter, and more dwarven people are still exchanging experiences with each other in order to show how much they support the dwarf race and how proud they are to be a dwarf race.

"Look at what I've written", a dwarven old man mysteriously took out a small notebook and showed it to another middle-aged dwarven clan, and wrote these words crookedly on it

"The weapon is my little apple, I can't love you enough. ”

The middle-aged dwarven clan commented after reading it very seriously, "Well, it's well written, it reflects your true feelings, but the description is not appropriate enough, how can it be a small apple when the weapon is so big?

"My family's iron ore cart saves a lot of effort every time I move ore. ”

"In that case, the weapon is my little cart, and I can't love you too much. ”

"Well, look, this will come out of the artistic conception!!"

As a result, one after another dwarven sayings and aphorisms were born, and these dwarven craftsmen waited at the door of the blacksmith shop every day, hoping and waiting for Huang Fei to come again, so that they could throw these dwarf aphorisms full of dignity with a sense of justice on his face.

They were full of joy waiting for Huang Fei to persuade them again, but they didn't expect Huang Fei, who had eaten a few closed doors, not to mention this matter.

As if nothing had happened, Huang Fei was often not in the city these days, but just wandering around the mountains outside the city, occasionally directing people to dig here, digging there a few times, not knowing what he was looking for.

And when he walked on the street these days, he felt weird, as if someone was always watching him, and he always saw a dwarven blacksmith pretending to strike iron in front of the stove, but he kept sneaking a glance at him, Huang Fei turned around, and continued to pretend to be busy in a panic.

In the two months that Huang Fei has been in office, there have been no obvious results, and the third prince Yang Yi was also a little unable to sit still, he put away his bird cage and asked quietly, "Lord Huang, we have been getting tighter and tighter recently, you have to count!"

Huang Fei angrily stuffed the bird cage into the hands of the third prince Yang Yi, "Keep shopping." ”

In fact, Huang Fei already had an idea, there were many dwarves in Xuantie City, they were skilled in their craft, but they were addicted to alcohol, if anything could attract their attention, then there were only two possibilities, one was a peerless weapon, and the other was a superb wine.

In the past, when he was in Parry City, his elusive master would often leave him a large number of books, those books were either treasured by famous artists, or they were unique books, in addition to some military art of war, there were similar to the "Imperial Strange Tales" that recorded the spiritual anecdotes of the Imperial Continent, and the "Baoluo Emperor Elephant" about the secret history of the emperor, and some races that had long been lost such as the Dragon Clan's treasure book "Destroying the Dragon's Breath", etc., for those miscellaneous anecdotes, usually Huang Fei picked some yellow fragments to focus on, and the others were directly skipped, such as " Destroying the Dragon's Breath", Huang Fei breathed through his nose a few times at the lit candle, and found that he really had no talent, and the power he exerted was at most to extinguish the flame and lose interest.

However, what interests Huang Fei the most and likes to study the most is the alchemist's classic "Alchemy History" and the goblin clan's "Skillful Heavenly Work", which was active for a while before the last epoch on the imperial continent, the former book is the ultimate of integration, and the latter is the pinnacle of creation, for these two books, Huang Fei took great pains to understand a very small part of the content, but it is enough for now.

When there was no movement in Xuantie City, some strange people appeared in the towns near the Songfeng Plain, who purchased a large amount of grain under the banner of Huang Ji, and then quietly transported it back to Xuantie City.

In some inaccessible places, a few inconspicuous cars pull the slightly white stones that are common in the mountains and drive back slowly.

"This pile is quartz sand, well, that is a potassium fossil, well, put this miscanthus aside first, don't let it get wet, you all remember, don't get confused." Huang Fei commanded several soldiers.

Many dwarves in Xuantie City looked at Huang Fei pulling back these ores all over the Songfeng Plain, and they were all laughing at him, could it be that this human couldn't buy the weapons of the dwarf race, and was ready to build them himself?

Huang Fei didn't pay attention to everyone's gaze, he led a group of soldiers in a small courtyard to mysteriously tinker, ordered someone to add some of these ores, and recorded them in the small book, it was very strange that at the beginning, there were occasionally a little shiny transparent balls, and then there were more and more transparent balls.

A dwarven once secretly took a transparent ball from the scrap and shattered it at the slightest touch.

What is this for? Not only did the dwarven people have questions, but Yang Yi and Midro were also puzzled.

The hardness is completely incomparable to that of dark iron, how can such a material make weapons?

The truck pulling the ore is still the same as before, pulling the ore back from the mine, unloading it, and continuing to pull it.

Half a month later, when everyone had lost interest in your Huang Fei's behavior, the most common and common ores were under Huang Fei's command, and the cooled liquid turned into a whole transparent plate.

Everyone was amazed that Huang Fei could forge a piece of ice that would not melt from these common stones.

The piece of ice that does not melt is called ice glass.

It's amazing that this human boy actually understands the long-lost alchemy of the Imperial Continent.

The magic was still to come, Huang Fei tinkered for a few more days, and finally could make this ice glass into any shape, and finally showed a satisfied smile on his face.

It seems that what is recorded in the "History of Alchemy" is correct, adding a certain percentage of material to quartz sand will produce a hard, transparent object.

The next step should be to make wine.