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"Hahaha, Gaybrash, my friend. Come, come, let Fat Daddy take a good look at you. "Wilder? Fu Teng was like a peacock with the screen open, with his hands open, walking towards someone, ready to come with a bear hug kill.

Someone, of course, flashed away before being captured. One hand did not forget to block in front of him, and said to Wildwalk, who was about to come to the second blow after losing his target: "Oh, restraint." My skinny body can't resist your enthusiasm. Friends. "As for the other hand, it is still in the splint and the triangular scarf.

The fat elf's move is actually just to confirm the mind of a certain magician. After all, I haven't seen each other for several years, and the follow-up development at that time was not friendly, but with a certain degree of coercion. But since the other party is willing to admit that he is a friend, then the goal can be regarded as achieved. Wilder? Fu Teng smiled happily and patted his fat belly.

For Lin, among the four irons of life mentioned by his hometown, he and this fat elf account for one of them, and they have prostituted together, so there is no reason to face others with evil faces. However, as an emissary of the elven kingdom, it is very rare in this family. Because the relationship between the Elven Kingdom and the World Tree is not harmonious, at best, it is not hostile to each other.

Those who can come to the holy city of Estali through the flashing teleportation array of the World Tree are mostly emissaries of the Wood Elf tribe. And it's usually not the Elves' idea, it's the Majesty behind them who has a specific purpose to provide the messengers she sends with the opportunity to use the Flash Teleportation Array.

The emissaries of the elven kingdom usually come from long distances, so they do not appear frequently. Over the years, the number of times can be counted on one hand.

The Kingdom of Amellan is going to come to the Holy City, the distance is far away, and there will be some natural barriers on the way, that is, the area where dangerous demonic beasts are active. To pass through those places, a certain amount of force is required. Lin though not very well known WildWalker? Fu Teng's true strength, but he doesn't look like someone who can cross that kind of dangerous zone with a maid.

Emissaries from the elves are usually small in number. Therefore, the practice in the family is to welcome all of them into the house and receive them together, rather than leaving the retinue outside and dealing with them as servants. So every time the elven envoys came, you could see at a glance. And the person who followed this fat elf was only a female elf, and she was a little familiar.

Could it be that this fat man brought a certain female elf who slept with him at the beginning! This spirit of thousands of miles of food delivery, should it be killed, or should the body be discarded after death? Someone seriously thought about it.

However, Lin also noticed that in addition to the one she was wearing, the female elf attendant also had one in her hand, all of which were elven robes. In other words, there is a high probability that they were teleported through the World Tree. Then the combination of the kingdom's elven messenger and the world tree is quite intriguing.

The fat elf, who had particularly good eyes, of course noticed that the magician in front of him saw his female attendant, and a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes. It's the kind of confusion that is a little familiar, but I can't remember who it is. Wilder? Fu Teng did not sell Guanzi, but took the opportunity to introduce: "Your Excellency, do you remember her?" ──”

Pushing the elf forward,

She is the kingdom's premier singer, Ina. You've also complimented her on singing. ”

As soon as the fat elf said this, Lin remembered who the person in front of him was. That was before a few days of indulgence and his waist almost broke, prompting this fat man to change his play. He changed his hospitality from a high-end brothel with a focus on nightlife to a high-end salon with more artistic value. In addition to alcohol, it is mainly to watch some performances, which is a rare entertainment.

Although someone once suspected that this was the hobby and interest of the fat elf itself. That's why they will take themselves to that kind of place to eat and drink, and report the public account by the way. But it's undeniable that from someone's point of view, Wildwalker? The locations that Fu Teng took were still quite level. Maybe it's because the elves themselves have a good foundation. The handsome men and women of the whole race, from the perspective of human beings.

The one in front of me is indeed a singer that I admire. She is not quite the same as a dancer who mainly sells amorous feelings, and in terms of singing, there is a taste that makes someone nostalgic. As for why he felt this way, Lin couldn't say. But then put those things behind because there are more important things that keep you busy.

At that time, there was a hint in the fat elf's words that if he wanted to spend ** with this one, he could arrange it. So today this counts as ...... Really home delivery? It seems that not only do you have to kill this fat man, but you also have to chop it into meat dumplings and feed it to the black dragon.

However, since it is an acquaintance, it is inevitable that someone will speak a little presumptuously, which is not so in line with diplomatic etiquette. Lin quipped: "Anyway, you came here with such a meal, shouldn't you want to eat for free?" When you invited me, it was all with the funds of your kingdom, and my side is all my personal property. If you count it that way, I'm at a loss. ”

"It's time for dinner? Oh, that's what you call jet lag on the forums. I've just had Chinese food, so I just came here. ”

"Oh, jet lag. I've forgotten about it. Lin remembered the relative position of the Ameroan Elven Kingdom and the Holy City, and the corresponding suns on the two sides were indeed different.

Since the topic of eating could not be continued, Lin Gai asked, "How about a drink?" The good wine I have here will not be lost to you elves. Anyway, everything in your kingdom is very good, and it can be said that it is much better than most human worlds. But it's the alcohol that makes people a little dissatisfied, and that bit of alcohol is called a drink, and it is not qualified to be called wine. ”

The so-called hospitality is nothing more than eating and drinking. Even if you are politely refused, it will not be considered rude.

Wilder? Fu Teng welcomed such a proposal very much, and said, "That's just right. And our elf singer has learned a lot of new songs. I specially brought her to sing, beauty, good songs and wine, that couldn't be better. As for your criticism of my kingdom wine, honestly, I think so too. After drinking the dwarven fire, I really don't have any preference for the kind of stuff that doesn't get drunk and is like water. It's just that although our kingdom has foreign trade, the trade in alcohol is of the shady kind, so the price is also very expensive. Anyway, I can't drink my meager salary a few times. It's hard to come to you once, don't be too stingy. ”

Listening to the fat elf blackening himself without care, unlike the usual diplomatic envoys who are proud of their loyalty and honor, Lin Yue felt that this fat man's city was very deep. And because the singer has learned a new song, he specially takes it to a distant place to offer treasures, what kind of operation is this? It made Lin a little incomprehensible. My friendship with this fat elf is definitely not good to this extent.

But no matter how much you pretend, you still have to reveal the theme in the end, don't you? I just hope that this time I won't have to procrastinate for ten days like last time before we talk about business. However, the subsequent development was similar to turning the table, but it didn't kill all the people.

With a wave of his hand, he invited the two elves to a corner of the small ballroom, where there was a small bar. Sake collected and purchased from all over the world, as long as it does not need to be stored at a low temperature or constant temperature, is placed here. For those that need to be properly managed, they are stored in cellars carved out underground. Go down a spiral staircase next to the small bar.

Since the fat elf brought up the dwarven fire, it was a distilled spirit. It's the kind of wine-making process that every time I cross, I must take it out to make money. It's a pity that in the Lost Land, there are already seniors who have done this......

At the beginning, in the southwest peninsula of Midi, which is even more remote than the countryside, there was no such distillation process, so some people naively thought that Midi really didn't have it. Originally, I wanted to keep this ability, and I looked forward to one day, I could use it to make a lot of money.

When I traveled to the area where the culture of the lost land had been developed and inherited for a long time, I realized that the craftsmanship that I thought did not exist at the beginning was actually circulating in a small area, or at least its goods.

There are two reasons why it has not been widely circulated. First, of course, there is the protection of technology by vested interests. The second is because the speed of knowledge and commodities is not so fast; Or the output of commodities is not enough to spread all over the world to the point of being admired by the world.

In the case of silk, for example, it belongs to the first type. Its manufacturing technology is still in the hands of a small country in the East. This small country was sheltered under the protection of the Hyder Empire in the east. So no one tried to steal the secrets of silk making; Or there is, but no one succeeds.

And their own magic silk making...... Just by looking at the volume, you know that it can never be a commodity. It's not enough to have it at home.

As for the second type of iconic product, it is undoubtedly distilled spirits. To put it simply, the distilled high-count liquor is not enough for the dwarves to drink on their own, so where do they want to sell it on a large scale?

Dwarves have many ways to make money, and they don't necessarily have to rely on selling liquor, or selling the craft of making distilled spirits. Or rather, they never thought of it as a commodity, and it was a work that they would be proud of when it was sold. Weapons, armor, shields are fine, but alcohol is not. Wine is more for making friends than for making money.

In short, the strange persistence of the dwarves, combined with their means of technical protection, has led to the fact that distilled spirits exist in the maze, but they do not circulate on a large scale. However, the fact that there is no large-scale circulation does not mean that there is no circulation. There are still small quantities of distilled liquor, which enter the families of the powerful through the hands of merchants. As you can imagine, these wines are expensive.

Kavi Gong used to bring dwarven fire as a gift. That texture, to put someone's impression of the taste as an explanation, is the kind of inferior vodka, the kind that makes you feel like you will get alcohol poisoning after a few more drinks. But such an inferior wine, in the mouth of a transcendental-level warrior like Kavigong, has become a good wine that only real men drink!

Sometimes I really don't understand, I think that people who taste this inferior wine are burned out by alcohol, or in order to show the courage of a man, so they grit their teeth and say something that ignores their conscience.